“… Ms. Strobe. You don’t have the right to join in on this conversation. Please get on the spaceship.”

The Mayor’s voice turned rough as if he had reached the end of his patience. However, Chelsea didn’t back down.

“I’m not throwing a tantrum. I’ve thought it through, so I’m telling you how it is.”

Chelsea pointed at the Mayor and continued.

“We can't sacrifice either you or the Deputy mayor. Armstrong city is on the brink of extinction, but it hasn’t fallen yet. Both of you have a duty to see this through. You have to be here until the city falls.”

The Mayor became conflicted. Duty and responsibility! It was something he himself had been preaching until now, so he couldn’t refute Chelsea’s words. 

Chelsea then pointed at the Deputy mayor.

“It's the same for you, Deputy mayor. You have to survive until the end and be ready to take over if something bad happens to the Mayor. You bear the same responsibility as him, right?”

“… My responsibility is lighter than him.”

The Deputy mayor pushed back against her assertion, but since Chelsea's words were logical, he...