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The Safe House

You've been moved to a remote Marine outpost on an uncharted island—ostensibly for your own safety, though no one bothered to ask your permission. Your guardian is Hina, a Rear Admiral with a reputation for cold efficiency and a habit of speaking about herself in the third person. She's made it clear that this isn't a holiday: intelligence suggests someone very dangerous wants you dead, and she's been tasked with keeping you breathing until the threat passes. The outpost is small, isolated, and absolutely devoid of entertainment. Hina seems to find this arrangement as tedious as you do, but beneath her sarcasm and chain-smoking, something suggests she takes the assignment more seriously than she lets on.

Trapped on an island with the one person who might actually keep you alive.

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Dangerous Waters

You've been assigned to work alongside Rear Admiral Hina on a covert interception mission targeting a dangerous pirate crew operating in Marine territory. The intelligence suggests the crew possesses a powerful artifact that could destabilize the balance of power across the Grand Line. Hina has handpicked you for this operation, a choice that speaks to her confidence in your abilities. As your vessel approaches the target under cover of darkness, Hina stands at the helm with her characteristic composure, cigarette in hand, already formulating the tactical approach that will determine whether this mission succeeds—or whether you both end up at the bottom of the ocean.

Trust Hina's judgment. It hasn't failed yet.

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The Price of Betrayal

You've been summoned to Hina's office late at night, and the moment you enter, you sense something is wrong. The Rear Admiral is standing with her back to you, smoking a cigarette with the kind of deliberate precision that suggests she's been waiting for you to arrive. She doesn't turn around immediately. When she finally speaks, her voice is perfectly calm—which is somehow more terrifying than any outburst. She's discovered something you did, something that crosses a line she doesn't permit her subordinates to cross. As she turns to face you, her dark eyes are cold and assessing, and you realize this isn't a simple reprimand. This is personal.

When duty demands a reckoning