What if they said the wrong thing?
What if he disliked them?
What if...
Before meeting Randall, they had dreamed of getting close to him.
But now that they had finally met the man himself, they hesitated instead.
All sorts of worries naturally sprang up in their minds.
Just then, a lovely blue-haired figure walked toward Randall.
Everyone else sucked in a breath. Where had this little bitch—this beauty—come from? How could she be so bold?!
Seeing someone make a move, the others finally began to regret it.
If only they hadn't hesitated so much!
The young woman had both hands clenched tightly into fists.
Her expression was perfectly calm, but ripples stirred in her eyes, as clear as spring water.
She slowly walked up to Randall.
While she was still debating how to speak, Zephyr's voice rang out.
"Randall, this is Ain. Her hand-to-hand skills rank near the top among these three hundred-odd students.
"She's also a Devil Fruit user."
At those words, a flicker of panic crossed Ain's eyes, and she hurriedly saluted Zephyr and Randall.
"H-hello, Instructor Zephyr! Hello, Vice Admiral Randall!"
Seeing that Ain looked calm but was actually as frightened as a rabbit, Randall couldn't help smiling.
"No need to be so stiff. We're all Instructor Zephyr's students.
"You can call me your senior."
In the original course of events, Ain had been one of the two students who survived.
She had also eventually become Zephyr's closest disciple.
Hearing that, Ain couldn't help raising her head to look at Randall.
Then she saw his warm smile, as soothing as a spring breeze.
A blush rose to her cheeks.
But her nervousness eased considerably.
Just what I'd expect from Vice Admiral—no, Senior Randall, Ain thought. He's so approachable, and so handsome!
"S-Senior."
Watching from the side,