Saki Ryuumonbuchi
Battleship SLEIPNIR - Briefing Room
8 AM, The Time of Finale Approaches
“I don’t have time for regrets.”
Bluntly answering the Admiral, Saki echoed the sentiment of Medrod.
“Anything I’ve left unfinished, anything I want to do, to say… those things can wait. Listing them here and now is tossing in the towel before even entering the ring. Forget tripping death flags, it’s just laying out an excuse to fail. ‘I already put those matters to rest, I can go without worries now,’ things like that, I have zero tolerance for.”
In other words, the ‘I have nothing left to lose’ mentality is forbidden. Those who want to adopt it are unwelcome, and will be met with adversity. So says the arms crossed, piercing gaze of Saki Ryuumonbuchi.
Said piercing gaze drilling a hole into the Goddess, Yamuna.
“And I won’t be agreeing to any plans that seal one of us along with it.”
Her voice crushed the accusation that she would play accomplice to the idea of colluding to sacrifice Medrod.
“My Jigokumachi realizes ideals, it doesn’t toss away the lives of allies.”
There was a sense of indignation in her words. After all, the Goddess had experienced it firsthand. She knew the ‘meaning’ of Saki’s Eclipse.
It almost hurt.
After everything until now, to be accused of preparing to sacrifice someone else.