"There won't be any trouble," Mitsuki replied. He shot the girl a warning look, hoping she would stay quiet. "I just got tired of the way they treat the staff." He held up his hands, the sword loose in his hands. "I surrender. I'd like to talk to your Captain anyway."

The Marine blinked for a second, but only let out a snarl of annoyance. "You think you would get away with that?" he asked. "We'll bring you before him, but only after having our fun."

Mitsuki tilted his head to the side curiously. "You think you can?" he asked. His eyes flashed again, the Marine taking a step back nervously as the aura exuded from him.

"I..." The Marine paused and swallowed hard, eyes narrowed. He shook his head. "The Captain will make an example of you."

"Good. Finally, some sense." He tossed his sword over, the man fumbling for a moment before grasping it firmly in his hands. Mitsuki was already making his way out of the bar, the Marines forced to hurry after him to keep up. Even the one in charged rushed out, not sparing any words for the other two in the bar with their target apprehended.