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The entire bridge fell into a deathly silence. Murrue looked at Gerard, whose eyes were wide open, opened her mouth, and finally covered it, staring blankly at the expressionless Mikazuki.
"Mika..."
"Mikazuki Augus! What have you done?"
Nataru angrily questioned Mikazuki. Mikazuki indifferently raised his gun and looked at her.
"Is something wrong?"
"He's a Rear Admiral of the Earth Alliance. Dying on the Archangel, even if we return to Lunar Headquarters, we will..."
Mikazuki put his pistol back in his holster, interrupting Nataru's aggressive words, and said indifferently, "If I didn't kill him, everyone on this battleship would die."
Nataru choked.
"But... but..."
Seeing the unwillingness on Nataru's face, Mu quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
"Alright, alright, Nataru. The boy is right. They schemed against us first.
Besides, Artemis is gone. When we return to Lunar Headquarters, we'll just report that the Rear Admiral died in the line of duty, covering us as Artemis was destroyed. It's a convenient lie for him."
Nataru looked at Murrue, who nodded at her. She then sighed helplessly, "That's the only way. But, Mikazuki, you..."
Mikazuki reached out a hand, grabbed Gerard's corpse, and opened the bridge door.
"If you're going to lecture me, save your breath. It's all the same to me whether I listen or not. I'm going to throw him out."
Whoosh
The bridge door closed. Nataru's eyelids twitched violently, and her chest heaved fiercely, clearly infuriated by Mikazuki.
Murrue gave a wry smile and patted Nataru's shoulder, then said to the people on the bridge, "You've all been on high alert these past few days. Thank you for your hard work.
But being constantly tense isn't good. We still have enough supplies for a while. Everyone go rest. We'll take turns monitoring, and then we'll discuss this later."
"Understood!"
Mikazuki dragged Gerard's corpse to the deck. With the help of the Archangel crew, he threw the last corpse out of the Archangel, letting it drift in space.
Grrrroowl
Mikazuki's stomach growled.
"Hungry. Time to eat."
In the mess hall of the rest area, Mikazuki carried a tray piled with three servings of food and found an empty table to sit down and eat.
Murrue, Nataru, Kira, and his companions also happened to come in for dinner. They saw Mikazuki sitting alone, eating. There were other people in the mess hall, but they all seemed to subconsciously steer clear of Mikazuki's table.
The crew members were fine, not many of them were there, probably already seated and eating, without any intention of moving away.
But the civilians rescued from Heliopolis with Kira were different. They looked at Mikazuki as if he were a harbinger of death, making Murrue frown slightly.
Through his earpiece, Mikazuki, eating, heard Orga's gloating voice.
"You're really disliked, aren't you? Those guys are looking at you like you're a monster."
Mikazuki swallowed a mouthful of rice and said indifferently, "Is that so? A monster? Whatever. I didn't do it for them, ah-woo."
"Mika, may I join you?"
Mikazuki paused his spoon and looked up to see Murrue's gentle face.
"Suit yourself."
"Thank you."
Murrue smiled, placing her tray, which held very little food, opposite Mikazuki's. It wasn't that she was worried about supplies; it was simply her normal portion size.
To Mikazuki, her appetite was the same as Lacus's and Kudelia's; she ate very little.
Nataru, Kira, and the others sat at the table behind Mikazuki, their ears perked up, secretly observing the two of them.
However, after Murrue sat down, Mikazuki had no intention of speaking, head down, rapidly devouring his meal.
Murrue couldn't help but say, "Mika, eat slowly. No one's going to steal your food."
Mikazuki lifted his cheeks, puffed full of food, making Murrue giggle. Mikazuki, with deadpan eyes, chewed his meal, not bothering to respond.
Murrue covered her mouth, holding back for a long time until Mikazuki's cheeks deflated. She couldn't help it; Mikazuki had been truly adorable just now.
Murrue cleared her throat and smiled, "Mika, we have a preliminary decision for the next leg of our journey. I'd like to ask for your opinion."
"What is it?"
"The Archangel's route to Lunar Headquarters passes through a debris belt.
That area is full of all sorts of drifting objects in space, including destroyed warships. So..."
Mikazuki took a sip of water.
"So, the Archangel needs to go to the debris belt for resupply?"
"Yes, what do you think?"
Although this matter didn't require consulting Mikazuki at all, Murrue couldn't help but want to ask the boy for his opinion. It seemed Mikazuki's opinion was more efficient than what they discussed on the bridge.
Behind them, Nataru pulled down her cap, silently eating her meal.
Mikazuki shrugged. He wondered what the big deal was. It was simple; Tekkadan had done this countless times.
"Nothing wrong with it. We, Tekkadan, always did that, getting supplies from those destroyed ships."
Murrue's heart skipped a beat.
"Eh? Tekkadan always did that?"
"Yeah, because we had to survive. But that was in the past.
Things are good now. Supplies and everything are abundant."
As Mikazuki spoke, he picked up his tray, put his mouth to the edge, and scooped food into his mouth with his spoon.
Meanwhile, Murrue, and behind her, Nataru, Kira, and the others, froze their spoons midway to their mouths.
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