Retention, Neptune's Choice!

The world was vast, filled with all kinds of people. Everyone had something they wanted to do, and everyone had dreams that belonged to them alone.

Even someone as powerful as Tsugikuni Yoriichi had no way to interfere with the choices of everyone around him.

Inside the brightly lit cabin, Zephyr stood by the window with his hands behind his back, silently gazing outside. On the sofa behind him, Tsugikuni Yoriichi sat upright. Before him, Jinbe bowed slightly, his face grave and earnest.

"Jinbe."

"Have you made up your mind? Have you decided not to continue serving as the base commander of the Fish-Man Island branch?"

After a while, Tsugikuni Yoriichi spoke slowly, his tone equally solemn.

After several days of internal struggle, Jinbe had ultimately failed to truly break free from the defeat.

The deaths of his subordinates had left a deep shadow in his heart, one he found difficult to overcome.

"Yes, Mr. Tsugikuni Yoriichi."

"I don't think I'm suited for it. I don't have the ability to protect Fish-Man Island, to fulfill the duties of a vice admiral, or to protect my subordinates."

Jinbe seemed to recall once again the companions who had died before his eyes. His emotions surged violently, his tone filled with self-reproach, and even his eyes began to glisten with tears.

Seeing Jinbe in such pain, Tsugikuni Yoriichi swallowed all the words of persuasion he had been preparing for so long.

"Is that so? Have you already decided?"

For a moment, Tsugikuni Yoriichi did not know how to respond. His expression dimmed slightly. As his words fell, Yoriichi accepted the reality before him, his body seeming to lose all strength as he slowly leaned back against the sofa.

Zephyr, standing at the window, turned his head slightly and glanced at Jinbe before shifting