I saw the shipgirl who saved me. Haven't said thanks to her yet, though.

Aside from that, I've never thought that I'd receive a staff reassignment notification to the Navy. Told me to command a fleet. Funny, right? I laughed, to be honest.

...I was the one who let each and every one of you die.

...Well, if I were to refuse in such urgent times, I'm afraid that the Army will come up with reasons to have me court-marshaled and standing in front of a firing squad.

To tell the truth, I had no intention to continue fighting or serving as a soldier anymore. For me, all such things were over after that assault operation.

They must have wanted to silence me if they could, but I somehow managed to not die... so, I thought being executed is fine as it is.

But maybe, living on to repay my savior isn't a bad idea either.