"Tsuru, how could I possibly bully her?
The way she's looking at me, she clearly wants to cut me."
Randall gave a wry smile.
Just then, Momousagi suddenly stepped forward and saluted Randall.
"Vice Admiral Randall!
I'm Gion!"
Strictly speaking, as an Admiral candidate, Momousagi ranked somewhat higher than a Vice Admiral.
But there were two exceptions among the Vice Admirals.
One was Garp, and the other was Randall.
Everyone knew those two had at least the strength of an Admiral.
Both also had illustrious military records and were honored as heroes of the Marines.
Even Admirals had to bow their heads before those two.
Besides, Gion greatly admired Randall.
Her interest in Randall had begun with his looks, but ultimately became devotion to his strength and achievements.
Whether out of personal admiration or professional respect, Gion was both reverent and fervent in Randall's presence.
Randall instinctively returned her salute.
Hearing his words, Tsuru chuckled.
"Haha, since little Gion wants to cut you,
just let her take a few swings.
You're so tough anyway. It's not like she'll damage you."
Her wariness toward Randall had only been a joke.
Had it been any other female Marine, she really would have been wary.
After all, a saying circulated among the female Marines: one glimpse of the godlike Randall, and no other man would ever compare.
But with Gion, she wasn't worried.
One look into Gion's eyes made it obvious.
Her fighting spirit outweighed her adoration.
Randall: ???
Come on, Tsuru, isn't that a little inhumane of you?
Gion's eyes lit up at Tsuru's words.
She looked expectantly at Randall and asked,
"May I?"
"Sigh, you can, but I'm afraid you might not be able to handle it."
Randall sounded helpless.
After all, when she discovered that her blade couldn't break through