A week passed.
That day, a piece of news stirred up a ripple.
It was one of the bigger stories of the past three years.
"The Navy's two new Admirals?"
"Momousagi and Chaton. They were former Navy Vice Admirals, I think."
"This time, the Navy didn't choose anyone through the World Military Draft."
Sakazuki didn't try to hide Gion and Chaton's promotions. Instead, he made a big announcement of them, despite all the discontent within the Navy.
All they needed to do now was prove their strength, and then none of it would be a problem.
A week was enough for the two of them to get used to the Wash-Wash Fruit and Cube-Cube Fruit.
Gion especially.
She only needed to develop the Wash-Wash Fruit along the lines of Tsuru's techniques. She could also do things differently, but Tsuru's methods were still a good guide.
Chaton was also quite talented.
He hadn't become a candidate for Admiral at such a young age for nothing. It was as if he'd been born for the Cube-Cube Fruit. Not only could he use it skillfully, he had even developed all kinds of powerful abilities.
Give them enough time, and they would surely soar to great heights.
At the harbor.
Two warships were docked, each with Momousagi and Chaton's subordinates on board.
That was right.
It was time to head out and make a name for themselves, using pirate blood and heads to mark the start of their paths to becoming true Admirals.
"Set sail."
Momousagi wore a pink suit and an Admiral's coat. Konro, her famous sword, hung at her slender waist. Her long hair fell loose around her cool, composed face. Her pale hands drifted in the air, giving off a faint fragrance, as if they could cleanse any impurity.
Not far