Rocks's Son

The people present were left at a loss for words as they listened to those around them.

What Sengoku had been struggling with before was whether the others would choose to stay.

Fortunately, they had all chosen to remain in the end.

"This also avoids what happened before, doesn't it?!"

Just as Sengoku was still celebrating inwardly, a voice by his ear pulled him back from his thoughts.

After hearing who it was, Sengoku turned to look at Tsuru, silently considering her words.

That was exactly what he had been thinking.

By that logic, he had indeed avoided something he never wanted to see happen.

The Marines had already gone through a similar choice before.

Although Sengoku had said back then that they could decide for themselves.

If they wanted to do it, then they could do it. There was no need to keep asking him.

So he had said nothing further at the time.

Still, when he watched that group leave afterward, Sengoku had inevitably felt some reluctance.

That was why, when faced with the same choice this time, Sengoku realized that he truly did not want this to happen at all.

Even though, when it came to him now, he had acted as though he did not care because he did not want such things to happen.

Sengoku knew perfectly well that he was nothing like what he had pretended to be.

Now, after hearing Tsuru's words, Sengoku nodded and said, "Yes. What I didn't want to see didn't happen. It seems everyone really does think the World Government's situation is more serious.

That's why, when I said those words, every one of them chose to follow me and fight the World Government.

That really is a little unexpected!"

Sengoku could not help sighing with emotion.

He knew