Everyone looked at Sengoku, Sengoku paused, then turned to look at Senga sitting beside him and said, word by word,
"I intend to hand over the position of Fleet Admiral to Uchiha Senga!"
The Sengoku period had expected this decision to spark a heated debate, but the outcome was far beyond his expectations.
Akainu was the first to speak.
"Okay! I agree to this resolution!"
Kizaru glanced at Akainu, then slowly raised his right hand.
"I agree with Sakaski!"
Aokiji was still reeling from Sengoku's words when the other generals began to applaud.
"We agree to promote Admiral Purple Kirin to the rank of Fleet Admiral!"
Sengoku was somewhat bewildered by everyone's reactions. Tsuru, on the other side, nudged his lower back with her elbow and teased him.
"Looks like you, the Fleet Admiral, are about to retire with honors!"
Garp grabbed a handful of senbei and stuffed them into his mouth, laughing unrestrainedly, showing no respect for Sengoku whatsoever.
Sengoku's face turned bright red, and seeing this, everyone realized that their actions had seemingly caused great harm to Sengoku's ego, and they all changed their tune.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku has dedicated himself to the navy for so many years, we will miss you!"
If it weren't for the stiff expressions on some people's faces, Sengoku would have actually believed their lies.
He shook his head helplessly. The position of Fleet Admiral was originally given up by Sengoku voluntarily, so he wasn't really angry.
Sengoku took out an exquisite wooden box from his pocket and handed it to Senga Senga it, opened it, and found a six-pointed star medal that shone with golden light inside.
Sengoku looked at the medal and said,
"With the approval of the Commander-in-Chief of the Army, this headquarters has decided to award Senga the Order of the Golden Six-Pointed Star in recognition of his outstanding performance in this war!"
This is the highest honor in the military, and without exception, all its holders have served as Fleet Admiral!
The fact that Sengoku is now personally handing it over to Senga speaks Senga about its significance.
Senga smiled and nodded, then had the medal fitted onto her right breast.
He was wearing the uniform of Marine Admiral, but this uniform was transformed from the Six Paths White Robe, and its quality was clearly incomparable to ordinary clothes.
He also dispersed the Truth-Seeking Orb behind him, because these things were far too dangerous for others; one wrong move and they would be reduced to nothingness.
After reaching the Six Paths level, Senga could retract the two horns on his head at will, and now he only had a pair of Twelve Tomoe Rinnegan on his face.
Everyone turned their gaze to Senga's face, deliberately avoiding his Twelve Tomoe Rinnegan, because just looking at those eyes gave them a feeling of dread.
After a brief silence, everyone once again applauded Senga enthusiastically. In their eyes, Senga truly deserved the medal, and no one felt a trace of jealousy.
The high-ranking officers in the Navy are naturally like this; in terms of both vision and character, they are far superior to the certain group in Konoha. Such underhanded tactics would never exist for them.
Senga's gaze swept across the conference room, and seeing the genuine smiles on the faces of every officer, he felt that his decision to join the Navy was absolutely correct.
Humans are social animals after all, and it is a kind of luck to find a place where you feel a sense of belonging. For Senga, the Navy is such a place.
Gion sat to one side of Tsuru, giving Senga a bright smile. Senga smiled back, stood up, and faced the crowd, saying...
"Let our navy usher in a new era!"
A week later, in a live broadcast to the world, Senga naturally became the new Fleet Admiral, and people's title for him changed from Admiral Purple Kirin to Fleet Admiral Purple Kirin.
Even after being promoted to Fleet Admiral, Senga continued to live the same life as before. With his two secretaries, Kalifa and Robin, he never had to handle official business.
Sengoku thought Senga would be as busy as he had been in the past, but when he arrived at Senga's Fleet Admiral's Office, he saw Senga lying on Robin's lap.
Robin held a glass of orange juice to Senga's lips. Senga closed her eyes and leisurely drank the juice through the straw. It looked like she was on vacation, not at work!
Suddenly, Senga sniffed, opened her eyes, looked at Robin, and asked curiously,
"Robin, can you smell something sour?"
Robin glanced at Sengoku, who stood at the door with a constipated expression, and chuckled softly, covering her mouth.
"Sir, it's Master Sengoku."
Senga stood up, looked at Sengoku, and said with a smile,
"Principal Sengoku, what brings you here today?"
After Sengoku stepped down as Fleet Admiral, he became the principal of the naval academy, Zephyr continued to serve as the Head Instructor at the academy.
Now, Sengoku has completely let himself go. He no longer cares about the black hair he had been deliberately dyeing, letting it turn gray.
His outfit consisted of a simple white navy coat over a casual shirt, but his lower half was even more outrageous, consisting of floral shorts and large flip-flops.
The aura of Fleet Admiral had completely vanished from Sengoku; he looked like an ordinary old man next door.
He curled his lip and said sarcastically,
"Fleet Admiral Purple Kirin is such a busy man! He's so busy he doesn't even have time to drink a beverage!"
"As expected of Principal Sengoku, being the Fleet Admiral is no easy task; look at how white my hair has turned!"
As she spoke, Senga pointed to her beautiful, snow-white hair, which almost dazzled Sengoku's old eyes.
Sengoku exhaled two thick breaths from his nostrils. How come he never realized Senga could be so infuriating?!
Where did that steady and reliable Uchiha Senga go?!
Kalifa had just finished reviewing the last document when she came to Senga's side and began her report in a methodical manner.
"Boss, everything's taken care of for today. Shall we go eat now?"
Sengoku glanced at the clock on the office wall; it showed 11:30. At that time, he would still be buried in a pile of documents, unable to lift his head!
Thinking of this, he looked at Kalifa with undisguised admiration.
Sengoku didn't have any romantic feelings for Kalifa; Kalifa's appearance goes without saying, there were few in the entire Marine Headquarters who could surpass her in looks.
But Sengoku already had someone in his heart, that's right, it was Kazuya... Tsuru!
What he valued was Kalifa's work ability; if he had had a secretary like her back then, he wouldn't have been so busy all the time.
However, back then, all he had for company was the seagull on his head and a little lamb that served as a paper shredder...