"A Partner in Justice, Chocobo Leader!"
In Tokyo, the black-haired young lady mumbled to herself, her eyes filled with longing.
Born into a wealthy family and spoiled by her parents, she grew up adorned in jewels, navigating the envious circles of high society without a care in the world. For fourteen years, her life had been one of unparalleled comfort—she harbored no resentment towards anyone, nor did anyone resent her.
Named Kurumi Tokisaki, the girl lived blissfully unaware that, perhaps due to her opulent upbringing or her innate nature, a deep sense of compassion always lingered in her heart…
Looking out at the world, she saw countless people suffering through hardship.
Some died innocently in wars,
Others were born with illnesses that prevented them from living long,
Some faced hunger and cold,
And some were subjected to baseless discrimination.
The cold winds swept across the globe, mercilessly striking all the weak!
Whether through online platforms, media reports, or her own observations, Kurumi was filled with a sense of powerlessness.
Because she could see and hear, she didn't want to remain indifferent.
She wanted to grow up faster, to help more people overcome their suffering.
Though some mocked her naïve ideals, her conviction remained unshaken.
So when she watched the Fate/stay night movie trailer depicting refugees ravaged by war, Kurumi felt genuine sorrow. And when she saw someone extending a helping hand, she felt an exhilarating kinship.
That clear sense of justice, that dream of helping others find happiness…
To her, it was radiant and beautiful, mirroring her own aspirations perfectly!
It was as if she were looking at another version of herself, living in a different time.
If only…
She could speak with that person…
In their shared belief of wanting to make the world a better place, they were united.
The difference? That person already possessed the strength to fight against harsh realities.
She was just a weakling.
Yet the spark of her ideals would never be extinguished; it would be passed down through generations!
Someday, she too would become a Prometheus, daring to sacrifice herself to save others!
"I will become a partner in justice!"
With her eyes sparkling, the girl resolved to take action.
Starting tomorrow, she would work twice as hard, focusing on her goal of becoming Prime Minister.
Only from a position of power could she save more people.
Abe, please hold on until I grow up and take your place!
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Nara Prefecture
In a rundown apartment, an old television blared the news.
A female anchor smiled sweetly, reading her script in a steady, measured tone.
"Now, we have a breaking news story: Prime Minister Abe will deliver a speech tomorrow at Yamatoji Station, and we hope everyone will come out to support him with applause."
"Yamatoji Station, huh…"
Takamiyama Tetsuya murmured to himself, polishing his homemade pistol.
Had he finally waited long enough for this moment?
All of his sad ambitions would reach their reckoning tomorrow.
Master Lof, you said it would come to pass!
---
On the Observer Network, countless comments poured in analyzing the Fate/stay night trailer.
The comment section was filled with viewers from all corners of the globe, each with different IP addresses. There were not only netizens from the land of cherry blossoms, but also from Yanhuang, Akamelia, the Cosmic State, and Bharat, among many others…
Some believed the video was real, while others dismissed it as special effects.
However, many who understood history began analyzing the plot.
The identities of the heroes had been completely exposed by the wisdom of the people.
After all, deducing from clothing styles, artifact characteristics, and catchphrases was quite straightforward.
Thus, people from their respective standpoints began to argue heatedly in the comments.
"It's not nonsense; it's dramatization! How could King Arthur possibly be a woman? This is fake, absolutely fake!"
A viewer from the Empire on which the sun never sets raged, furiously typing away at the movie's shortcomings.
This was the essence of Celtic mythology; how could the legendary king be so defiled?
Yet no one paid him any mind; many were enraptured by Arthur's majestic beauty.
Meanwhile, various "combat enthusiasts" thrived on the chaos.
"Sasaki Kojirō is a sword saint; his technique is divine, penetrating through the Holy Grail War is a piece of cake!"
"Your Kojirō was wounded in the PV; stop pretending!"
"There's no doubt that our ancient Greek hero Heracles is the strongest!"
"But didn't he die in battle?"
"Medusa is unbeatable; who can withstand her petrifying gaze? Anyone she stares at dies!"
"I don't believe that; the traitorous witch Medea can summon dragons—your snake demon can't petrify a dragon!"
"No, no, no! Cú Chulainn is the strongest servant; his deadly spear can't be blocked! It's a weapon of causality!"
"Damn it! Does anyone know who the white-haired spirit is? I can't find her in history!"
"Could it be Empress Wu Zetian?!"
"I guess it's Hua Mulan!"
"I bet it's Catherine the Great!"
"Definitely Jeanne d'Arc!"
"Why can't it be Cleopatra?"
"Are you kidding? Cleopatra's wardrobe and accent are completely different!"
"The Holy Grail that grants all wishes, that's the real prize."
"What do you think the ultimate victor will wish for?"
"Eternal life? Or immortality, with a physical form for their soul?"
"What if they want to resurrect someone important?"
"…Revive my beloved?"
"The imagery is too beautiful to even contemplate."
In the casual banter among netizens, this thread had spiraled into thousands of comments.
…
Evening, Chiba Prefecture.
Yukinoshita Yukino pushed open the door to her home, feeling utterly drained, as if her very essence had been siphoned away.
Thanks to her involvement with Fate/stay night, she attracted attention wherever she went. While her physical energy wasn't greatly depleted, the mental toll was exhausting.
Now that she was home, she longed for some peace, as if she could wake from a nightmare and enjoy a restful sleep.
But instead…
The familiar background music filled the hall, accompanied by a raspy voice she recognized.
"I know that valuing others over oneself is hypocritical."
"But even so… even so…"
"A wish for others' happiness should be beautiful."
"This dream is anything but wrong!!!"
Then, as if on cue, the audio started replaying.
"…"
Yukino fell silent.
The only one who would think to loop this nonsense was probably Haruno.
"Ah~ our justice partner has returned?"
In the living room, a girl with a devilish smile stood up, teasingly remarking:
"I didn't expect Yukino to have such a cute side~."
"Get lost, you sister complex!"
She was met with a look of slight disdain from Yukino.
Ever since Mr. Luo exposed Haruno's "sister complex," her radiant image in Yukino's eyes had shattered.
Couldn't this sis-con just disappear?
"What's wrong with being a sis-con?!"
Haruno pouted, feeling a thrill as her sister regarded her with that trashy look…
How delightful!
…
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