Promotion to Vice Admiral

"...Rear Admiral Romanov Noah has not yet served a full year in his current rank, but his distinguished service and widespread renown during that time..."

"Therefore, following discussion and approval at Marine Headquarters' highest-level meeting, and with the authorization of Fleet Admiral Kong..."

"Rear Admiral Romanov Noah is hereby promoted to Headquarters Vice Admiral. He is to return to Marineford and rejoin the Marine Headquarters combat roster. His specific post will be determined at that time."

"This appointment takes effect on the date this document is issued."

"October 12, 1502, Sea Circle Calendar."

"Fleet Admiral Kong (seal)"

I'm a Vice Admiral already?

After reading the final paragraph, Noah set the document back on the table. He sat down in an armchair, crossed his legs, and sank into thought.

"What?"

Momousagi eyed his expression with a knowing smile. "You're overjoyed inside, aren't you? If you want to grin, go ahead. You don't have to hold back in front of me."

That infuriating little bastard!

When they had first met, he had been nothing but a recruit, while she had already been a Commodore.

Yet in just a year and a half, he had climbed above her and become her superior?

The proud little rabbit gritted her teeth, more than a little jealous.

But she refused to admit that, deep down, she felt far less envy than pride in this promotion order. A Headquarters Vice Admiral at only twenty! That's my man!

"It is an unexpected surprise."

Noah looked at her. After a moment's thought, he said, "But I've thought it over, and I'm not sure I want to accept the promotion. Perhaps I should contact Marine Headquarters and ask them to withdraw—"

"Hm?"

Startled, Momousagi leaned forward at once and gave his cheek an indignant pinch.

"What nonsense are you