Thinking back on her time with Ronglin, on all those trivial details, Momousagi unexpectedly found them warm. Stripped of all the halos the outside world had forced upon him, Ronglin was actually a gentle and refined man!
"Unfortunately, he's an enemy of the World Government. They've smeared him like this, and even used my name to do it. It's truly hard to accept!" Momousagi sighed. There was nothing she could do to change the World Government's actions.
After Ronglin abducted Momousagi, they had only spent a few days together. Yet Momousagi hid nothing about what had happened and recounted everything in detail, so Fujitora naturally knew as well.
"I always thought the Marines represented justice, but even the Marines have dark corners their light cannot reach!" Fujitora rose in disappointment. The newspaper reports were completely contrary to what Momousagi had actually experienced, leaving him deeply upset.
Momousagi was filled with emotion at Fujitora's words. Weren't those dark corners he spoke of the places the Marines could not touch beneath the shadow cast by the World Government?
Fujitora turned around, and the two huge characters for Justice on his back entered Momousagi's sight, yet they made her eyes sting at once.
This justice written in words was not even as worthy as Ronglin's good deeds that no one knew about. Stopping the Empress from committing murder in the streets, capturing and killing Count Red in an uninhabited place—these were never things Ronglin needed to do. Nor would he gain any reward or benefit from them.
Yet he had done them, asking for nothing in return. Even when people smeared him afterward, he had still done them without hesitation.
Could his actions embody the essence of justice better than the Marines, who were bound hand and foot?
Momousagi leaned back in her