Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

The Son of Heaven who had already untied and stood up looked at An Yi in front of him, with that delicate and pretty face down, and bowed halfway to An Yi.

She gave a sound of thanks, and at the same time looked up at the old man Matsuzaki who was standing on the other side inexplicably.

For some reason, she always felt that the other party looked at her with a strange expression.

His face flushed red.

"Excuse me, Mr. Matsuzaki, what's the matter with you?"

Out of concern, Sheng Tianzi couldn't help asking politely.

"I..."

"Mr. Matsuzaki's body is a little unwell. His heart condition is not very good. Maybe he was too excited after seeing you."

Before the old man Matsuzaki could answer, An Yi next to him gave an explanation with a calm expression.

"is that so...?"

Sheng Tianzi looked at the old man Matsuzaki with concern, and then she subconsciously let out an 'ah'.

"what happened?"

An Yi who was standing beside asked.

"Ah... it's okay."

Sheng Tianzi shook his head lightly: "I don't know why, but the side of my face hurts...but it's not a big problem."

"Is it?"

Hearing this, An Yi frowned, and then said as if thinking of something: "It should be caused by the thugs who kidnapped you running away in a hurry."

"Cough-cough-cough-!"

Matsuzaki suddenly coughed violently.

"Mr. Matsuzaki, is your condition serious? Do you need me to call a doctor I know to come over for treatment?"

Shengtianzi looked over with wisteria-like eyes, and asked about Matsuzaki's condition with concern.

It's all coughing up.

Presumably Matsuzaki's situation is not particularly optimistic, right?

"No...I'm fine, Mr. Sheng Tianzi...I've got an old problem."

Matsuzaki blushed, looking like he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

"...is that so...?"

Since the other party didn't have this demand, Sheng Tianzi didn't say anything more.

She pondered: "Anyway, I really appreciate your help this time, Mr. An Yi. As a token of my gratitude, I will try my best to meet any of your needs."

And as soon as she said those words.

The eyes of An Yi next to him flickered, and he seemed to be refreshed.

He approached without hesitation and asked, "Can any needs be met?"

"Uh..."

Seeing An Yi approaching, it seemed that he wanted the lion to open his mouth wide.

The Holy Son of Heaven couldn't help being stunned.

What she said about 'any demand' was clearly purely social rhetoric.

Of course, it is impossible for An Yi to really satisfy any request she makes.

That would certainly be impractical.

And An Yi seemed to be aware of her embarrassment, and took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, the request will definitely not make you too embarrassing."

"...yes...?"

Hearing this, Sheng Tianzi breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, her sense of comfort rose again.

Knowing how to advance and retreat, not taking too much credit, he is really a good person...

Thinking of this, the Son of Heaven took the initiative to ask An Yi in front of him: "Then, what are your needs or ideas? If it's about money, I can indeed do my bit."

Yes.

money.

Lots of money.

This must be what An Yi and Mr. Matsuzaki lack the most, right?

Looking around, there were even some little girls in tatters and shabby clothes.

The Holy Son's heart softened.

She has always wanted to implement the Gastrum Act, in order to give these little girls the most basic human rights and fundamentally change their lives.

But can't.

Once the idea of ​​the Gastrum Act was put forward, it encountered a lot of resistance.

It is not just that the voice of opposition among the people is obvious.

Even officials with the "anti-Tianzi faction" also stood up and said that it was really inappropriate to evaluate her behavior.

This violent wave swept her in instantly.

Even the officials of the "Tianzi Faction" who actively followed her expressed their objections.

I feel that Sheng Tianzi's move is too radical, and it is easy to cause public opposition...to overthrow her from power.

Even in Shengtianzi, he often received some death threats.

Assassination, assault, poisoning, bombing...

The Holy Son of Heaven has all encountered this series of terrorist incidents.

But she never gave up on her ideas.

In the same way, she often loathes herself with limited abilities, and cannot help these pitiful little girls at all.

Because of this, she often blames herself.

If I were stronger...if I could hold some real power...maybe I could help these children, right?

The Holy Son of Heaven sighed heavily in his heart.

It was also the time when Sheng Tianzi sighed and felt helpless.

An Yi on the other side suddenly said: "Even if you give us a large sum of money and want to help the Son of the Curse, you should also understand that financial assistance is always limited, and no matter how huge the money is, there will be a day when you run out. His behavior is nothing more than simply drinking poison to quench thirst."

He said these words very bluntly.

The very convincing tone made Sheng Tianzi blink, and couldn't help but look at An Yi more.

She has no shortage of officials around her.

But those officials are generally flattering and obedient.

Someone like An Yi who speaks so bluntly in front of her, the supreme leader in Tokyo.

To be honest, it was the first time she had met.

This made her ask subconsciously: "So, does Mr. An Yi have any other better methods?"

"Do you remember the Gastrum Act you've been pushing?"

An Yi turned her head and asked the Holy Son of Heaven.

"...of course I remember."

Mention it.

A trace of desolation flashed across the awe-inspiring eyes of the Holy Son of Heaven: "But a bill that has not been passed is meaningless."

She subconsciously wanted to apologize to An Yi: "I'm sorry, there is only so little I can do..."

"There's no point in apologizing, and since you did what you thought was right and you did your best, there's no need for an apology."

An Yi found a place to sit down, and said calmly, "You didn't apologize to any of us present."

Yes.

In the original work, Sheng Tianzi is a pure idealist.

You can judge that her brain is not working well.

He also ridiculed that her ideal was just a dream.

It can even be said that she has nothing but her face.

But you can't blame her for it.

Because it is one thing to have the ability to realize the ideal.

Whether you are willing to do your best for your ideal is another matter.

The Holy Son of Heaven worked hard for his own goals.

This is the biggest difference between her and some people who are not even willing to try, but only willing to shout justice.

"After all, doing and not doing are always two different things."

An Yi calmly concluded the topic.

"Ah...thank you for speaking so highly of me..."

A slight blush appeared on Sheng Tianzi's pretty face.

Perhaps it is the first time I have heard other people's real evaluation of myself.

It may also be An Yi's overly straightforward attitude.

It is impartial, and there is no intention of falsification.

This feels very fresh to the Holy Son of Heaven, who has been living in the holy residence and receiving political education since childhood.