"SIDE GOLD"
CHAPTER 4: IKU AND THE BIRIBIRI GROUP (Part 1)
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Translation: Naru-kun
Raws: Anno
"Homeless". A child who does not have parents or guardians and who has not settled. In Japan during World War II, there were many war orphans who lost family members in war fires and their homes burned down. Among them, most of the children who lost their place to go became homeless drifters. During and after the war, their lives were extremely difficult and many of them became involved in criminal activities.
The "Kagirohi Trade Association" market was bustling as if the commotion from a few days ago had been forgotten. On that isolated vacant lot, the "Yakumo" gambling hall is being rebuilt under the leadership of Tamataro Okuma.
"Bastards, I'll finish it before opening time!"
A loud cry that made even the thick billboards that were up tremble.
Although it is called a rebuild, it is not a complete creation. As long as there is enough space for people to gather, such as a game room, the deal is done. It was a random hasty construction to build a house that was as small as a shack. The new "Yakumo", which no one remembers what generation it is, has already completed the frame and is in the process of installing the roof and walls.
"I understand, big brother Okuma!"
"Thanks to the boss and sister, I am used to erecting pillars and thatched roofs!"
"Don't say that, if they listen to you, you'll have to start over."
Rude, hard-working people are inefficient and unpredictable despite their good humor, but their environment is cheerful. The reason why many of them don't feel terrified when witnessing mysterious monsters is because they feel comfortable living from day to day, and more than anything, they trust their boss, who has declared that he will defeat them next time.
From the ceiling to the front of the wall, work voices flew.
"Are the blue clothes still keeping watch in front of Yokocho's gate?"
"Ah, they still go back and forth with Danbira in hand."
According to what they heard from the older sister of the blues, the monster appeared because the powerful boss and the guy in the blue hat collided. So it seems that it will probably be safe if both sides back down after sharing the pain. As explained, the boss, who had turned white due to various incidents, simply withdrew, and the blue hat also turned its back and left. At the moment, it seemed unlikely that the blues would go in or out, or even encounter the monster. It seemed that peace had arrived.
Each person had a different way of perceiving such results.
"Heh, even though Bakemon has been quiet ever since, I've had difficulties every day."
"You better be careful. I'm sure you feel the same way about blue clothes."
"What? In front of you, you are not afraid, are you?"
"Oh? What is it?"
Not satisfied with the exchange of voices, he rolled up his sleeves and pressed their foreheads against each other.
"Who is scared?!"
"Nga?!"
Okuma's fists attacked in quick succession. Blocking the sunlight with their thick bodies, the two of them crouched in the shade with their heads in their hands, and a loud voice fell over them.
"Move your hands instead of your mouth, Yotako-domo."
"Hehe!"
"Move!"
Okuma looked at the two people who were scattered, and then looked at all the work.
(He should be back to normal before today's opening.)
After thinking about it, he felt a stab in his throat like a small bone.
(I wonder if it will really go back to normal.)
It's not just about conflicts with monsters and the blue clothes.
Okuma wasn't amused by the fact that this guy was a strange "King", getting in the way with his well-mannered gait being dwarfed by his boastful boss.
In the neighborhood where the sound of work can be heard, there is a Suwako canteen. This whimsical restaurant (the only sign is "meshi") has a reputation for being cheap and filling, but the taste is average. It is also known as the place where Unno Yutaka stays when his usual hideout, Yakumo, is destroyed, and is seen from the outside as one of Kagirohi-gumi's strategic bases.
Actually, it was just a place where Suwako would eat free food and Unno would lie down in a small room in the back. It was an important space where they could recover the relationship they had when they met. But to the latter, he didn't really understand why he hadn't even hinted at it, let alone talked about it.
Now it's Suwako's turn to feed him free food. In the middle of the small shop, Unno is stuffing his mouth with okara sushi at the counter. As the name suggests, it is a dish that cannot be said to be a dish that only puts ingredients on a piece of okara, but it is a specialty of this restaurant.
The side that is allowed to eat is hated and slaps him in the mouth.
"Only the material has improved."
"Shut up and eat, you bastard."
The usual show of cutting rebukes from the feed side.
It was supposed to be usual for Suwako to rest her chin on the counter and look at the stubborn Unno, but since that night, she felt a bit strange.
"Yutaka-chan."
"What?"
With his mouth open, Unno replied.
Suwako lifted her chin and used the courage she had built up over the course of several days to ask.
"Are you ok?"
"......"
Unno munched his okara sushi in silence. Secretly thinking...
(I wonder if it came out on the complexion, it's gross.)
He still hasn't resolved his feelings about meeting another "King".
Of course he wasn't intimidated. It was uncomfortable knowing that the anger and desires that were supposed to be him were embedded in something else. Besides, him not being able to command his mood like that was very unpleasant. With such a weight on his shoulders, he could laugh at the weather in his brain, or stop thinking and run.
Ignoring all of that, he might have been able to become stronger.
However, when he ate at that restaurant, he felt a little less competitive.
That's why the answer wasn't clear.
"How is?"
"Yutaka-chan, aside from me, that sort of thing... Did you know that there are some really cool psychics out there?"
Suwako isn't afraid to reach Unno's core when they are alone in this restaurant.
Unno also responded to Suwako, who did so as honestly as possible.
"As for the guy with the blue hat and Ootono-nii-san, I didn't know until I met them. But the other person..."
"Um, the monster with the gapped teeth?"
"No."
After a brief denial, Unno paused to put his feelings into words.
"I've felt many times that somewhere far away... well, deep..., there's a guy reaching into the river and trying to catch the current."
There was something that came to Suwako's mind.
"Even if that's the case, the guy with the blue hat said something like that when we parted ways..."
"......"
Unno didn't even hide his displeasure from her and remained silent.
After dismissing Thomas Colt, just before Kagiro-higumi and the Fourth Legal Affairs Bureau withdrew, the guy in the blue hat (the husband), the Blue King, pretended to make a casual postscript and offered some history.
"This is a test, but are you willing to meet the "Golden King" Daikaku Kokujoji?"
And of course Unno...
"Hey, you..."
He just returned a word over his back as he walked away.
(That's right, I can't stand doing what that bastard says.)
Thinking of that, Unno reached for the okara sushi again and saw that Suwako's face was filled with anxiety. Its meaning was easy to understand. Or rather, the kind he himself had.
There is something big that you don't understand.
It was the feeling of existence beyond the words "Slate" and "King" that Nazumi said.
It was a terrifying power that haunted him, that if he could feel it and touch it, it would be irreversible.
That's why Suwako is afraid from the bottom of her heart of him.
For Unno to meet the "Golden King".
Being carried away by something big and mysterious.
That's why Unno said it clearly.
"I do not go anywhere."
"Yes."
Suwako's face, who answered in a low voice, turned pale and bright.
Unno felt embarrassed by the situation and tossed the pickled okara sushi into his mouth. As he muttered and chewed, she hit his mouth again with hatred.
"You're not good at grabbing at all."
"But I will never say that I like the taste."
So that Suwako can see his feelings in his smile.
"Of course, the answer is short."
"Noisy bastard."
++++++++++
Daikaku Kokujoji, the "Golden King" who normally refrains from dating, sometimes makes exceptions.
That was the meeting with the president of the ruling party, who was escorted by him and "Tokijikuin", and this time it was a special trip. The destination is a villa in the suburbs owned by the governor.
In a large site in the mountains, it is commonly called "Oyashiki" witlessly. In part, it was a signal to avoid telling details, including the owner.
In a simple but elegant Japanese-style room facing the courtyard, the two faced each other over sake.
Kokujoji was wearing a suit and was sitting up straight like a statue.
The president was dressed in a kimono and sat loosely crosswise. That wasn't because he was arrogant, but because he received a gunshot wound from a thug during his time as a diplomat before the war, and couldn't sit on his knees for long periods of time.
The president said in a calm voice that he didn't seem like a tough face.
"I heard about that, Kokujoji-kun."
"Hah, it seems that he is the "Seventh Person". As a result of discussions with Director Nazumi, we have decided to call him "Colorless" for the time being."
Kokujoji responded with a mild explanation, but that is not the issue the president wanted to bring to the table. For him, "Slate" and "King" were things to talk about next to reality.
"I see."
After slightly nodding, the original topic was brought up.
"By the way, it seems that Nanakamado's work unit was present at that time."
"...That's how it is."
Kokujoji, who guessed, felt ashamed of his immaturity for misreading the focus.
Only the "King" and his empowered ministers could perceive the strangeness of the unexpected "Seventh" as an imminent threat. For ordinary people, it was natural that they had little knowledge or interest.
(At this rate, the way forward will be in jeopardy... study up and take heart.)
In today's reality, in other words, what is important to the president is the "political significance of Nanakamado, an intelligence agency, using force at his own trial.
"If you ask me, I heard that you even fought a street battle against the 'demon' in question."
"Fourth Legal Affairs Bureau arrived just in time and we were able to contain the turmoil within one area of the market. The workforce has also managed to capture almost everyone."
"It seems that a person has returned."
"Hah, an American commander. Director Nazumi will probably serve as a check or a warning to Nanakamado, but it will have little effect."
As expected, Kokujoji was surprised by the accuracy of the information he was given, even when he communicated without hesitation. In just a few days, from what source did he get the information? He has been swimming in the turbulent political world for a long time and has not reached the post of president. Kokujoji was impressed by his speech technique, which didn't raise corners from the start.
(Is this the "Gold" that I myself have prepared and polished?)
The president is not a servant of "Tokijikuin", nor is he attracted to any talent.
Or rather, Kokujoji had yet to add to his vassals a single politician who had become his sympathizer. This is a measure to ensure that "Tokijikuin" gets involved in the political world from the point of view of a collaborator.
That "Slate", like it or not, creates a side to rule and a side to be ruled. Furthermore, instead of "mentally and physically acknowledging'' social status and biological abilities, it "gives structure to the functions of kings and ministers."
The EX-α individual and the β individual are not the same at all.
There was a huge difference in the functions and overall power of the two.
The problem wasn't how he felt, it was the fact.
In a post-war society where distrust and hatred of authority burn, and, moreover, in the ideal democracy that Headquarters tries to establish, this "structure" placed under others provokes resentment or even more indignation. Of course, it would be even more so if someone with high social status, such as a key politician or the head of a conglomerate, couldn't always get the talent he wanted.
The reason why Kokujoji keeps his former subordinates as comrades-in-arms and dedicates himself to behind-the-scenes work is to make them seem like a powerful but closed small professional group. (It is also based on the same reasoning that Nazumi established the "Fourth Legal Affairs Bureau'' as a department with a legal foundation.) Even if they were wrong, they should not have been made to think of themselves as beings privileged above people. common, as the "transcendent ruling race" that the German Third Reich dreamed of.
Still, ever since "Tokijikuin" rose to prominence despite being behind the scenes, sharp-nosed politicians, ex-servicemen, surviving generals, and even charlatans of the like have contacted Kokujoji to become his vassals. There have been many attempts. There were even more cases of faster attacks and kidnappings to seize power from the "Slate" or "King".
Humans are creatures that greedily seek power.
Especially now, when society is full of gaps and opportunities.
These realities made Kokujoji well aware of the dangers of hastily introducing the deadly drug "King", which was in the midst of trial and error, in post-war Japan.
Therefore, while sympathizing with the regime, they did not merge, and while showing their intentions, they did not issue orders... This position was firmly held by the "Golden King" Daikaku Kokujoji and "Tokijikuin". And it was precisely because he continued to cling to it that he was able to gain the trust of the political world.
At this time, he can even have a secret face-to-face conversation with the president of the ruling party, who is not even his vassal.
"I see."
The president gave a slight nod again and casually filled the cup with sake.
"I agree with you."
Kokujoji did the same and filled his own sake cup.
"What is the trial material?"
"Although it has some privileges and power, it still feels like an intelligence agency running too wild. I tried looking in various directions to see if there was a backup behind it."
After half, the president wiped his cup at once, perhaps to moisten his throat or to make a decision. Kokujoji, who was waiting for words, began to speak in a calm voice.
"They frequently communicate with Atsugi."
"Atsugi?"
Kokujoji asked.
In the city of Atsugi, Kanagawa Prefecture, there is a large airfield for the occupation forces requisitioned from the former Japanese army. Immediately after the war, many squadrons were deployed, but by the end of 1948, it had become a supply base for the occupation forces in the Kanto region, and no military forces were stationed there.
"That place is under the jurisdiction of none other than the Headquarters, and even if you say Occupation Army, it is just logistical support..."
As he answered, Kokujoji thought of something strange.
In Atsugi, there is a large-scale facility that doesn't look like a supply base.
It was a "radar site" radio detection facility for the detection of sword-shaped "Schwert" Kouki, which the occupation forces hastily set up for fear of a mass uprising by the Japanese people in response to the "Chofu Incident".
In reality, this facility was useless. He ended up showing that all the sword-shaped "Schwert" Kouki that appeared after Red, Blue, Green, and Gray did not show any reaction to the radar. The reason why the facility still stands is due to both the practical aspect that is useful for air traffic control of the Occupation Forces, and the psychological aspect that is a symbol of confrontation with the unknown.
Kokujoji had investigated these items as being related to the "King" of him, but from the conversation with the president, he suddenly began to worry about a certain item. Slowly he spoke.
"If I remember correctly, the electrical probes placed there were under the jurisdiction of the United States Department of Defense, not the Occupation Forces. Engineers sent from the country of origin are also managing maintenance."
"Yes. That is very important."
The president nodded three times like a professor giving a passing grade.
"It appears to have been removed from the Defense Department's Advanced Research Projects Agency "ARPA" in response to a request from Headquarters to send in the latest state-of-the-art equipment. It is the people there who are in charge of maintenance."
After a pause, his calm voice turned heavy and low.
"Officially, most of them were reorganized last year, and they are the intelligence officers of their home country."
Kokujoji was surprised and accidentally put down the cup.
"......! Are they from the CIA?"
In the era of its predecessor, the Strategic Intelligence Agency "OSS" (although it was only three years ago), the Central Intelligence Agency "CIA" began to fight with the Headquarters over the advance of their base of operations in Japan. a destiny whose activity was sealed.
Since then, the Commander-in-Chief, Admiral General, dislikes "rogue spies", and has not tried to interfere with Japan. It was supposed to be, but it was only on the surface.
His undiminished anti-communist sense of mission and desire to expand his power secretly spread the roots of the conspiracy to Atsugi's neighborhood, or even to Nanakamado's throat.
(Nazumi also reported that Nanakamado was "exporting" psychics for anti-communist spy warfare... certainly, the recipient could be no one other than the CIA.)
Kokujoji finally came across the unusually strong meaning of Nanakamado.
"So Nanakamado is trying to survive after our country regains its sovereignty by communicating with the CIA in the United States and cooperating in the re-advancement?"
"Nanakamado's intentions are probably like this."
And then the president spoke calmly about the core of the crisis.
"The nature of this matter is much bigger and deeper. Most worrisome is that the Pentagon is involved in the camouflage operation. There is only one person in the world with power that can make them allies of the CIA."
"......!"
Kokujoji guessed with a shudder, but didn't mention the title.
With the president's understanding, he added the most alarming information he had collected.
"The Department of Defense is sending a light aircraft carrier to and from Yokosuka under the pretext of carrying materials to Atsugi. Half a year has passed. It seems that the overbuilt ships from the previous war are being used as transport ships."
The tone of voice that he did not believe on the surface of the information was the meaning of the information.
"When we bring in materials, we line up the cars to watch the roads where there are no attackers. For some reason, most of these staff members are Japanese. What do you think of this situation?"
"The convoy... is probably practicing marching along the way, disembarking and deploying to military installations."
Kokujoji first thought of a former soldier and then of a "King".
"Japanese pretending to be guards are believed to be people with 'exported' skills in the past."
"In other words, the CIA is preparing a unit of talented people in our country, separate from Nanakamado."
"The reason they are using the Japanese is that they are doing everything they can for the local powers, and they are sure to get rid of them."
The president was calm, Kokujoji was strict.
"Hm, it's a way of doing things, similar to an intelligence agency."
"Nanakamado's original plan was to secure a piece that would guarantee the superiority of Headquarters, in other words, to secure our "King"... or perhaps make him cooperate."
After a calm exchange without changing the tone of theirs voices...
"However, they, who should have sent out the elite soldiers, were completely defeated by the 'King' and did not even cooperate. Even so, there is another goal in daring to use a unit of talented people."
"If it's the next best thing, I won't hit the same enemy twice... if that's the case."
After sharing and researching, checking and analyzing, the two of them naturally came to a solution.
Even with that conviction...
"The next best thing is a sudden armed rebellion..."
The president involuntarily smiled wryly at the eccentricity of the resulting solution.
"It's like a coup before the war."
"It doesn't matter if it's successful or not, the goal itself is to create a riot in Tokyo. It would be nice if it could be used as a basis for criticizing the Occupation Army's current occupational rule, especially its ability to maintain public order."
Kokujoji was able to see through the brutal fashion of the time, where politics was intertwined with conspiracies and tyranny.
The president also calmly pursues the dangers affecting Japan's national fortune.
"Is the continental United States participating in this operation to strike a blow at Headquarters, which is too arbitrary? The overall goal is to create an excuse to reduce the excessive authority given to Headquarters and push Japan back into a anti-communist bulwark."
The old politician smiled wrinkled when he realized that all the cards were in his hand.
"I see, it's a nice photo."
With a smile on his face, he became furious.
"But I won't forgive them."
"Yes."
Kokujoji is also short and sharp and he agreed.
An air of tension filled the air between the two of them.
Kokujoji was the one who moved the fastest and stood up without panicking.
"Please leave me your phone. I will urgently take countermeasures with the Fourth Legal Affairs Bureau."
"No, I'm the one who will call you."
The president, who took the thought of him one step further as a politician, stopped him. He explain before asking.
"An armed rebellion is different from a popular uprising that can only be stopped by dissipating the accumulated heat. It is an operation based on a political plan. Furthermore, both the initiative and the execution come from the intelligence agencies."
"Eh?"
Kokujoji, who couldn't understand the meaning of his explanation, took the form of an attentive listener.
The president admonished the young man who thinks he is fit about the dynamics of politics.
"In other words, if it turns out that he can't carry out his plan, it's the kind of thing that loses the foundation of the rebellion and puts an end to it."
"Don't you have a plan to contain the outbreak in the first place instead of suppressing it?"
"It's not as difficult as calling it a strategy."
His smile, still filled with rage, glowed with murderous political intent.
"However, by making a proposal with the above reasoning, we can take away the bases to activate it."
"Proposal... what, where?"
The president, showed his "gold" to Kokujoji.
"Dismantle the intelligence agency, Nanakamado, the commanding general of the occupation forces."
Saying so, he clapped his hands to call the butler.
In fact, a phone call was not enough. As soon as an appointment for negotiations was made at the Dai-ichi Seimei building in Yurakucho, Tokyo, where the general headquarters are located, the governor returned to Tokyo in a safe car.
"Until I'm gone, give the quarterback time to reflect. A phone call is a message that says 'I'm going to make a proposal like this'', and it's a grace period to make a decision. I am a gentle man, so I will go home at a slow pace."
That's what it looked like.
Kokujoji did not accompany him, but according to the guards who were sent in his place, the negotiations in the commanding officer's office were completed in a very short time.
Then the next day at noon.
Immediately, Kokujoji received two notices. The first was a document from the Department of Public Health and Human Services containing the Directive of the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces (SCAP Index Number, or SCAPIN), as recommended by the Governor.
As written...
"Notice: 1. There is no intelligence agency under the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces, Headquarters, which controls the Japanese people by any special means. 2. The Research Institute for Infectious Disease Control (at the Nanakamado City) will be decommissioned and withdrawn as of tomorrow in accordance with the achievement of its intended objectives. Tasks 3 and 2 will be handled by the Metropolitan Police Reserve, US Army 1st Cavalry Division and the US Army's 97th Infantry Division."
It made no sense even to those who didn't know the circumstances, and it was extremely harsh for those who did.
In summary...
Nanakamado will be dismantled after its existence is officially denied.
Their base of operations, the research institute, was also demolished, leaving no trace.
Not only the police but also the Occupation Army will be involved in the implementation.
That's what it meant.
You could see the marshal's anger as much as the president's, if not more.
(Not unreasonable.)
Kokujoji thought.
The United States has just forced Headquarters to change its policy of rebuilding Japan as an ideal democratic nation. It would be strange not to get angry if he knew that a conspiracy aimed at further reducing the authority of Headquarters was afoot at a time when the humiliation had not cooled.
(As for the marshal personally, after the crushing defeat in the presidential election half a year ago, he was deeply involved in rebuilding Japan.)
The fact that the negotiations with the governor were brief also shows the extent of his anger.
Driven by ambition, the Nanakamado intelligence agency faced the end of punishment.
Regardless of what they thought, they were just an unofficial branch of the Occupation Forces, with all the authority given by the Headquarters. As long as their authority is revoked before the uprising, the intelligence agencies' ability to carry out their actions... in other words, the ability to force their way through the outside world will be gone, with one exception.
And due to the dissolution of the organization guided by the Japanese side, the troops prepared in Atsugi lost sight of the reason and the opportunity to move. If an armed rebellion is a political plot by an intelligence agency, it will be even more difficult to move lightly in uncertain circumstances. The prepared combat power became useless.
Above all, this order is also a signal to confront the home country that "Japanese Headquarters and the Japanese government have become aware of the plot". The situation has already moved to a phase where both parties are playing bargaining both implicitly and explicitly. Whether the result is a restoration of relations or an escalation of conflict, the curtain of active force will not come for the moment.
The political apocalypse is coincidentally decisive.
Nanakamado's future was completely closed.
However, they are left with one more option that will not lead them into the future.
An act that is nothing more than a sterile and perverse struggle.
The option was to use the existing force to explode.
If he thought about it with calculations and reasoning, it was almost impossible to take such an action. There was no longer any prospect of reversing the situation, no matter how they used the forces they had, they could not expect the support of the CIA, and the credibility of the Headquarters had eroded.
Yet even so, for humans... especially for an organization that is entrenched in only one direction, impossible behavior often becomes a last hope. If violence is the only card left, the illusion is stronger.
In case Nanakamado did turn out to be like this, Headquarters prepared a second copy, a document from the Second General Staff Department (intelligence agency representative).
According to the document...
"Notice: 1. Request the Fourth Legal Affairs Bureau to supervise the dismantling and removal work of the Research Institute for Infectious Disease Control (in Nanakamado City). 2. The commands and orders for dealing with people with capacity to induce and maintain anomalous phenomena will be in charge of the director of the same office, and not of the National Public Safety Commission. 3. All responsibility for actions in accordance with the notification falls on this headquarters."
It was an official dispatch request to the anti-capacity organization directly from the Occupation Forces Headquarters.
In other words...
"Fourth Legal Affairs Bureau" will be in charge of responding to the outbursts of people with capabilities.
They would not care about the higher ranking organization and would act according to the judgment of the Chief, Somei Nazumi.
Whatever happens, the Occupation Forces Headquarters will take responsibility.
That's what it meant.
This example determined the position of the organization, such as the nature of the duties carried out by the Legislative Office of Legal Affairs, its superiority over other police organizations, and the maintenance of an independent chain of command.
Anyway, everything was ready.
Shipping will be tomorrow.
There was no time for political maneuvering.
Even setting up a counterattack would be dangerous.
The Metropolitan Police Reserve Corps (predecessor of the Metropolitan Riot Police) and the Occupation Army will be in charge of dismantling and removing the facility, and if a person with capabilities moves, the "Fourth Legal Affairs Office" will delete it. Atsugi's forces are politically neutralized and there is no threat of intervention.
"Everything, no omissions."
The president said by phone during the preliminary consultation.
Kokujoji thought so too, and actually responded in agreement.
But...
(Is that really so?)
Somewhere, he had the feeling that something was issuing a strong warning. Assuming it was the "Golden King's" intuition, he didn't know where or what made him feel that way.
If he dared to raise a concern, he would be the "Colorless King", but if it weren't for the huge power clash between the "Kings", he should be nothing more than a threat from a street passerby.
Even if Nanakamado mobilizes all the remaining ability users and challenges him to a battle, he doesn't think they'll be able to develop a fierce battle that would make "Blue King" Somei Nazumi appear with a sword like "Schwert" Kouki.
(Someday, the power of the other "Kings" will have to unite to deal with the "Colorless", and they will have to take it seriously... but, in the morrow, there should be no curtain for that to happen.)
Faced with a fate that has yet to be understood, Kokujoji had no choice but to confirm the current situation.
The president will take measures to control the situation, the marshal will make the difficult decisions, and the "Blue King" will take over the actual work... these measures are being carried out without delay and without fail.
The situation was supposed to proceed as planned.
There is nothing to worry about, it is fair and safe.
Both the era and history march orderly on the basis of reason and rationality.
Until the arrival of the "King" of change, who destroys and disturbs all those inevitabilities.
The last day of December 1948.
A long day for everyone, the first difficult step of regeneration is approaching.
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