Chapter 1: Deep Sleep

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The next day, the new generation of kansen wakes up early for breakfast and daily workouts.

Meanwhile, Z23 has coffee with a group of frigates, watching from a distance HMS Javelin and USS Laffey calmly discussing mundane matters.

IJN Ayanami, who was on his own, drinks a green tea accompanied by a hamburger. Which baffles Z23.

"What a breakfast, huh?" One of the frigate kansen comments, looking at Ayanami amused.

"Hunger is hunger" Another frigate replies and shrugs its shoulders.

Z23 sighs to himself and continues to sip his coffee in silence.

The light-skinned German destroyer, with light violet eyes, short blond hair and beard, and an outfit that is based on short military dress in white, navy blue and black, with black boots and a navy beret with borders and a small white bow, is one of the most remarkable destroyers of this generation, obtaining satisfactory grades both in academics and physics, being the aspiration of many.

Lately, however, something has been troubling him.

A loud bang is heard on a table, which can be heard throughout the dining room, drawing the attention of some.

"Hey, not now, we still need to do the training!" Javelin says exaltedly.

"Once again? It's the fourth time of the week" Complains one of the frigates.

"I don't want to use it as a punching bag back, I feel like I'm abusing a breathing corpse..."

Ah, yes, Laffey's sleep problem.

USS Laffey, light-skinned, light-red eyes, and long, double-ponytailed albino hair held up by a white rabbit headband, was known to be the most energetic among all the destroyers, but also the sleepiest at base. Sometimes I could go days without resting, and other times I would sleep for a whole day or two.

The commander, like the good person that she is, has tried several ways to fix his condition; She choked him, used him as bait for sharks, turned him into a punching bag for frigate birds (which, by the way, hit very hard), left him naked and hanging on top of a pole on the coldest days and nights, and much more. Still, Laffey didn't wake up until his sleep schedule was completed.

Although Z23 didn't want to admit it, he was amused that Laffey, when he woke up, disoriented and out of context, began to whine and complain about his situation.

With one last sip of his coffee and finishing his crescents, he gets up and heads off to the duo. Upon arriving, he crosses his arms as he watches as Javelin sighs in defeat and goes back to his breakfast, seeing how Laffey's face is stained by the crushed cream cake and his spilled black tea.

"HMS Javelin, correct?" Z23 asks, turning his head towards him, but looking at Laffey.

"Hmm?" Javelin, who has fair skin with aquamarine green eyes, purple ponytailed hair, a white sleeveless shirt with black plaid shorts with navy blue rubber bands, looks at Z23, followed by surprise. "O-oh, yes, what's going on KMS Z23?"

"Save yourself formalities and tell me how his notes is going" Z23 replies as he finally looks at him.

Javelin blinked a couple of times, surprised by the unexpected command, but pulled himself together and decided to ignore the tone.

"His physical notes is going well, as far as he can. I can't say the same for his academic grades" Javelin says as he stole part of his cake from Laffey, receiving an eyebrow raise from Z23. "Don't get me wrong, he's not on the verge of dismantling, but he fails some exams, and in those he is present, he hasn't studied enough. Sometimes he disapproves of it, and the HMS Amazon instructor is getting mad at him"

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