The Proper Way to Use Talk no Jutsu

Marine Headquarters notified Vice Admiral Sakazuki, who had been conducting a patrol mission nearby at the time.

With his overwhelming strength, Sakazuki stopped Aramaki's rampage. After much consideration, he sent Aramaki to the local prison rather than Impel Down. He saw Aramaki's potential, and more importantly, in his view, killing a few rebel soldiers without citizenship did not count as a crime at all.

Before leaving, Sakazuki gave Aramaki one last look.

"Think carefully about who you are truly angry at. Disorder. Chaos. Those who recklessly destroy the rules. If you hate them, then uphold order."

Those words planted themselves in Aramaki's heart like a seed.

Prison life was calmer than Aramaki had imagined.

He lived in a solitary cell, had scheduled time outside each day, and while the food was awful, it was enough to fill his stomach.

The guards treated him politely, without the attitude one would expect toward a prisoner.

During his first month in prison, Aramaki barely spoke.

He sat in his cell all day, staring at the small patch of sky beyond the window as the image of A Shin's death and Sakazuki's words replayed over and over in his mind.

"Who are you truly angry at? Disorder. Chaos."

That's right, Aramaki thought. He hated those rebels. He hated them for shattering the town's peace and taking A Shin's life.

But his deeper hatred was for "disorder" itself.

If the world had strict order, if everyone stayed obediently in their proper place, A Shin would not have died.

If the royal family had governed properly and developed the kingdom's strength, the rebels would not have reached the royal capital.

If... if everyone followed the rules, the world would not be this cruel.

Once that thought took root, it began to grow wildly.

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