"I don't want to recover any Queen memories. Absolutely not. I'm Jupiter Jones, not some Queen, and I don't want to be a Queen."
Jupiter shook her head repeatedly in fright. She would no longer even be herself. What meaning would there be in becoming a Queen?
"The second path is for you to join the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau and become one of us."
Andrew was not surprised by Jupiter's refusal. No normal person wanted to awaken memories from a past life. He continued, "Then, we'll use your identity as the reincarnated Queen to help Earth fight Alien."
Jupiter stressed again, "I'm not the reincarnated Queen."
"How about this? Think of yourself as a spy. Then, the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau requires you to play the role of the reincarnated Queen. Everything is for humanity."
Andrew spoke with a solemn expression. Jupiter considered it carefully, and much of her resistance faded. After all, she was only acting; she was not becoming someone else. She asked, "Can I do it? This is such an important matter, and I'm just a cleaner."
"Not yet. You must undergo Special Training with the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau. I believe you won't disappoint us."
Andrew said, "Jupiter, if you choose this path, your life will be completely different. From now on, you'll face all kinds of dangers, but at the same time, you'll enjoy the very best life. After all, you're the reincarnated Queen. What you eat, drink, wear, and use will all be top-tier.
"In terms of material things, whatever you want, the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau will provide. Or to put it another way, you'll have more money than you can spend."
"More money than I can spend?"
Jupiter could not help swallowing. Forget America—even across the entire Earth, how many people could resist the temptation