In the public sea, Laughing Star stood on a freighter and triumphantly tossed a chip into the ocean.
"You're free!" she said.
She crossed her arms behind her head, her leather jacket flapping in the sea breeze, and Laughing Star could clearly feel the spray lightly caressing her cheeks.
She had heard about the battle between Yan Duo and Idith and the news of Honma Noriko's capture. What a pity, Honma Noriko was about to lose her life.
She clenched the black box in her pocket, containing the backup of Honma Noriko's consciousness. Once in a safe zone, Laughing Star could revive her; it was a kind of promise.
Too bad Laughing Star was never good at fulfilling promises.
She took out the box, playing with it between her fingers, considering selling it to Nestor Corporation. This way, they could utterly crush Honma Noriko both physically and mentally, erasing her existence like a stain.
Deal with them? Nestor Corporation might just kill me, Laughing Star thought.
