"Artesia, leave the military as soon as you can."
"Isn't it a little too unfair for you to say that now, Brother?"
Sayla bit her lower lip and gripped the steering wheel with all her strength.
"The Brother Casval I knew was never like this."
"Ha."
After Sayla spoke her mind, the man beside her gave a small laugh.
"People always change... If I could have chosen, I truly wish our reunion hadn't been in a place like this."
This was Sayla—no, Artesia's older brother, Casval Deikun.
Sayla's biological brother.
Or rather, the name by which the world now knew him better: Char.
When Sayla was still a child, she had once received news of his death.
But at the time, she had never been willing to believe it.
It was not until White Base set sail that she finally saw a figure who seemed to be him, yet somehow was not.
As if he had just gone through strenuous exercise, Char was now leaning back against the passenger seat, looking utterly relaxed.
He had just risked sneaking into the GM manufacturing plant, intending to plant bombs and blow it up.
But the defenses there had ultimately made Char choose to give up.
Moreover, for a factory that large, it would be extremely difficult to destroy it in a short time without relying on a Mobile Suit.
After shaking off his pursuers, he had casually found a jeep to take him away from the area, never expecting that he would happen to run into his own younger sister.
Should he call it fate?
"Artesia, what Jimba said was probably true."
"I know that too."
Jimba referred to Ramba Ral's father, and also the man who had rescued them from Zeon after the coup and settled them down.
What Jimba had