A sudden autumn rain, falling like threads of silk, drifted over Inazuma City, bringing a long-awaited coolness to this long-parched city. The cobblestones on the streets were washed clean by the rain, glistening. The air was filled with the fresh scent of earth and rain. Poor people sat by the doors of their dilapidated houses, enjoying the rare coolness.
Figures like ghosts swiftly darted through the narrow alleys. Their steps were light yet quick as the wind, barely splashing any water. Before long, these dark figures arrived at the port of Inazuma City. The Shogunate soldiers who were supposed to be strictly on guard here, due to this sudden heavy rain, were lazily hiding in a simple house, sitting around a worn table, engrossed in a game of gambling. They were completely focused on the gamble, utterly unaware of the commotion outside.
Those dark figures silently broke into the house. Their movements were swift and decisive, like leopards in the dark, targeting their prey and attacking without hesitation. The Shogunate soldiers looked up in surprise, but before they could even offer any resistance, they had their throats slit by these dark figures. In an instant, the room was filled with the smell of blood. Those formerly arrogant and overbearing Shogunate soldiers now lay lifelessly in a pool of blood.
After confirming there were no survivors, Kamisato Ayaka went to the port's dock, took out fireworks that had been prepared in advance, and lit them. "Bang!" With a loud bang, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the overcast sky. Their vibrant colors starkly contrasted with the gloomy sky. Kamisato Ayaka stood in the rain, gazing up at the sky adorned with fireworks. Rainwater trickled down her cheeks but could not wash away the determination and anticipation in her eyes. Finally, a long-lost smile slowly blossomed on her worried face, like the fireworks in the sky, dazzling and warm.
Soon after, a massive Fontaine ship, like a steel beast, slowly appeared on the distant horizon. After an hour of sailing, the ship steadily docked. Kaedehara Kazuha, Chiori, and Gorou led five hundred well-trained Resistance soldiers. Their steps were firm, and they disembarked from the deck in a uniform manner.
"Miss Kamisato Ayaka, everything is going according to plan," Kaedehara Kazuha said quickly.
Kamisato Ayaka nodded. Immediately after, guided by Shuumatsuban members, the Resistance quickly and orderly divided into three routes. Like three sharp arrows, they advanced rapidly and resolutely towards Inazuma City. After they left, Kamisato Ayaka remained quietly standing at the dock, waiting for a man.
Moments later, that man slowly descended from the ship's deck. Seeing him, Kamisato Ayaka immediately stepped forward quickly and said softly, "Director Yide, my brother has something he wanted me to convey to you." A trace of admiration flashed in Lin Yide's eyes. He nodded slightly, signaling Kamisato Ayaka to continue.
Kamisato Ayaka spoke: "Yashiori Island, as long as Fontaine is willing, the lease can be renewed indefinitely. Furthermore, the future Inazuma will be Fontaine's most loyal partner."
After hearing this, Lin Yide couldn't help but praise Kamisato Ayato's wisdom and foresight. Instead of waiting for West Factory to propose, it was better to take the initiative to offer. This not only gained favor but also saved face for the country. However, Lin Yide's primary goal in helping Inazuma's change was experience points; other things didn't matter much to him.
He pondered for a moment, "I accept your proposal. But West Factory has two conditions that you need to accept."
Kamisato Ayaka replied firmly, "As long as West Factory's conditions are not excessive, I can accept them on behalf of my brother."
Lin Yide said seriously, "First, your brother must serve as the highest leader of Inazuma's future nation, leading this country into a new era. Second, Inazuma must transition into a democratic nation, completely discarding the past General and monarchical system."
Kamisato Ayaka was first taken aback. She was somewhat surprised that Lin Yide's conditions were so simple. After a brief moment of stunned silence, she agreed without hesitation.
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In the spacious and solemn hall of the Tenryou Commission headquarters, Kujou Takayuki sat alone in the central main seat, his brows deeply furrowed. The rain outside relentlessly beat against the eaves, each drop like a strike on his heart, intensifying his inner anxiety and restlessness. The formation of the Resistance meant that the Inazuma Shogunate would sooner or later face a war. And in this war, their only hope was the Raiden Shogun within Tenshukaku. He suddenly regretted agreeing to the Sakoku Decree and Vision Hunt Decree proposed by Hiiragi Shinsuke in the first place. If it weren't for those two decrees, Inazuma might not have fallen into its current predicament.
However, regret was useless. He quickly cast this emotion aside, replaced by a deep resentment towards Lin Yide. He was the culprit for all of this!
Just as Kujou Takayuki was lost in his thoughts, the hall doors were suddenly flung open. A gust of cold wind mixed with rain blew in. Kujou Sara slowly entered the hall. She held a bloodstained samurai sword tightly in her hand, her face was cold and stern, and she exuded a strong scent of blood. Seeing this, Kujou Takayuki's face changed drastically, and his body trembled uncontrollably. He tried to hide his inner fear with a harsh tone, scolding, "Kujou Sara, what do you think you are doing? What is the meaning of this?"
Kujou Sara did not answer. She simply silently threw the samurai sword in her hand in front of Kujou Takayuki. The tip of the sword pointed towards Kujou Takayuki, and the cold gleam on the blade sent a chill through him. She said coldly, "Father, please put an end to yourself."
Kujou Takayuki looked at the samurai sword before him in terror. He tried to maintain his composure, his voice trembling slightly. "Sara, we can talk this out. Why are you suddenly doing this to me? I raised you for over ten years and have always treated you like my own daughter."
A flicker of hesitation flashed in Kujou Sara's eyes, but she remembered Kurosawa, who had died shortly before. Her gaze became firm again. "Father, you have always only valued my Identity as a Vision holder, seeing me merely as a chess piece to maintain the Kujou family's power. The reason I am asking you to commit suicide today is because you have used Eternal Justice as a facade to do too many things that violate righteousness."
Upon hearing these words, Kujou Takayuki felt a sense of relief in his heart instead. He tried to make his voice sound gentle. "Sara, didn't we already debate this matter before the Shogun? In the pursuit of Eternal Justice, some sacrifices are inevitable. Even Your Excellency the Shogun approved of our methods."
Kujou Sara shook her head slightly. "I no longer believe in Eternal Justice, only in the righteousness in my heart. So, please die!"