I steamed through the rest of the Arctic Ocean and we're now in the middle of the Bering Strait. I sat with the Northern Parliament girls in my officer's dining room and we made small talk to pass the time.
Gangut: Nudges Kirov's shoulder. So...How is it having a daughter Kirov? Hiccups.
Gangut was currently drunk after raiding my stores of vodka in the dining room.
Kirov: Can you please not be so drunk in front of my Daughter, Gangut.
Gangut: Hiccups. Come on Kirov. Stop being so stuck up! Pushes a glass towards me. I know you like to drink as much as I do. Don't you ~Peety~.
PV: You bet I do. And what's with Peety?
Gangut: O nothing. Your actual name is a little long so I'm going to call you Peety.
I reached for the glass only for it to be snatched away from me by Kirov.
PV: Come on mom. Just one.
Kirov: No can do sweety. I'm not having a daughter of mine become some drunken mess like Gangut here.
Gangut: Hiccups. HEY! I take offense to that. Gets up. Where's Chapayev?! I'm going to find me a drinking partner.
Gangut stumbles out of the officers dining room and into the lounge area next door. I look to Kirov who has taken her new role as my mother pretty well. In my opinion, a little too well. She turned back to face me.
Kirov: How long until we reach Vladivostok?
PV: We're halfway through the Bering Strait right now. We should be back by the end of today.
Kirov: I see, we're making good progress. Now you seem unfamiliar with current events. Are you a natural summon?
PV: I guess you could say that. I was sunk in my original world.
Kirov: SUNK?! By who?!
PV: The Americans. My nation, Russia, was at war with America.
Kirov: I see. So you aren't going to work with Eagle Union since they are the closest equivalent to the Amercians from your world.
PV: I will if I have to since we're allies but I won't enjoy it.
Kirov: That much is alright. Now let's go sit with the rest of the girls. I'm sure they also want to get to know you more.
Timeskip: 2 Hours.
We are now entering Vladivostok as I dock in the harbor. A gangway appears and connects with my ship as we make our way down to the dock. It's finally my turn to disembark as I witness Kirov speaking to a woman in an outfit much like hers.
Sov. Rossiya: So this must be the new ship girl. It is a pleasure to meet you finally.
PV: Ahh yes. It is nice to meet you too. My name is Pyotr Velikiy. And what is your name?
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A New Life for a Certain Russian
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