If he really went to the Star Alliance now, then the day Momousagi had spoken of might truly come. When that happened, how would he face it? How would he choose?
"Hey! You're this indecisive, yet you dare claim that you'd give up everything for justice?" Fujitora suddenly laughed at himself. "If a person can't fight for his own ideals, then what meaning is there in living?"
Momousagi smiled. She knew Fujitora had already made his choice. He would definitely be making this trip to the Star Alliance.
"All right, I'm going to fight for my ideals. What about you? You were forced to leave the Marines because you stepped forward and spoke a few fair words for me," Fujitora said. "Maybe the Marines might even take you back. You'd better think carefully before making your choice!"
After hearing Fujitora's words, Momousagi fell into a daze. She had ended up in this situation for no reason at all, all because Bony-Sen had screwed her over. She still had many friends in the Marines. If some high-ranking officers jointly recommended her, she might really be able to return to the Marines.
But...
What was the point of returning to a Marine force that Bony-Sen had mocked as the Celestial Dragons' dogs? Momousagi felt a wave of melancholy. She had already developed a serious conflict with that noble. Even if she returned to the Marines, they would probably keep their eyes on her and wait for a chance to shove her into the fire.
Compared to that, going to the Star Alliance, seeing him every day, and living freely and unburdened would be far more comfortable than being some Marine Vice Admiral.
After thinking it over and over, Momousagi finally made up her mind. She looked up at Fujitora with a faint