Ch.432Modern Era: The Age of Grand Anastasia (30)

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It’s obvious how they’ll move if things turn out this way.

The Black faction will never tolerate independent movements.

“Ah, whatever. Let’s just call a UN meeting and wrap this up.”

“Yes, I’ll arrange it.”

“For now, the other half is more important to me.”

Choi Si-yoon. Though we’re strangers now, he remains someone I can’t help but think about.

That guy has now secured his graduation and been accepted into the AI research team.

He’ll probably start working as an intern right after graduation. It seems he’s already begun practical training.

Lately, he appears to be spending time with friends from his Balhae hometown.

“Come to think of it, graduation isn’t far off.”

“True. He was naturally accepted, wasn’t he?”

That’s truly fortunate.

“Your Majesty. Mr. Choi Si-yoon is currently training in the AI department. What are your thoughts on this?”

“Well. Could we work together?”

“With your VTuber activities, would that be possible?”

“Right. It would be good to plan for that in advance.”

I wonder how far I, as a man, will be able to contribute. I’m curious about that. Anyway, with AI Anastasia covering for me, I’ll definitely be salary-stealing.

Later, if I appear before him and dramatically reveal, “Ah, I’m the Tsar!” I wonder how he’ll react.

Oh, that would be really fun, wouldn’t it? Let’s try it later.

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UN

Meanwhile, when the UN intervened, East Japan erupted in protest.

“UN mediation? Does that make any sense?”

Hiroshi, the leader of the Black Patriotic Party of the Kanto Republic, stood up abruptly in protest.

Despite being Black, he was a figure who had changed his name to a traditional Japanese one, determined to live as a Japanese person for generations.

He had led the impeachment of President George.

And now, as the representative of the Kanto Assimilation State at the emergency UN General Assembly, he was essentially forced to attend under the Rome Treaty and American pressure.

“Then, is it acceptable to discriminate against your own citizens domestically?”

“It’s not discrimination—the Yamato people are the ones practicing racial discrimination!”

“Is your PTSD from rolling in cotton fields resurfacing? Why are Black people experiencing victim mentality when we’re the ones who should feel victimized?”

The Yamato Association representative, also summoned, confronted Hiroshi.

“What? Listen here, Yamato Association fellow! We’ve been in the archipelago for over 80 years! If we were to assimilate, we would have done so long ago!”

“You speak well for someone who discriminates against Yamato people. Your Black population monopolizes real estate, don’t they?”

After a heated argument, the Rome Treaty and American representatives finally mediated between the two sides.

And the decision they reached was as follows:

“Our proposal is that the presidency of East Japan’s Kanto Republic should alternate between Black and Yamato individuals.”

The presidency of the Kanto Republic would alternate between Black and Yamato individuals.

It was such a childish conclusion that Solomon would have been appalled.

“Are you proposing such a childish solution?”

“Is there any reason why it can’t work?”

“Can’t work? Such a thing could never make sense.”

Hiroshi gritted his teeth.

Why on earth would they propose such an absurd arrangement?

The truly aggrieved party was the Black population who had built up the archipelago until now.

“You speak well for someone who brought the country to this state. Don’t you realize the world is pointing fingers at your country?”

“This is excessive interference in our internal affairs!”

In the end, all he could do was declare it interference in domestic affairs, but the Rome Treaty wanted to conclude this matter quickly.

After all, Tsar Anastasia had directly ordered it.

As it was the Tsar’s command, they needed to handle it quickly or face consequences.

Or AI Anastasia might restructure the government. Though it might seem like an overreaction, the Tsar was taking this matter seriously.

Therefore, a resolution was necessary.

“Please consider why the UN had to step in. What does the American side think?”

The baton was passed to the United States.

This matter was quite important for America, which was engaged in the space race.

“This is extremely regrettable.”

America was also a nation that valued face.

What could they do about the Kanto Republic, which was already facing global criticism?

As a hegemonic power, it was difficult to take their side. Moreover, America was busy with its own affairs and had no need to specifically support the Black population.

The Rome Treaty added:

“Of course, our Commonwealth member states share some blame in this matter.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Japanese nationals from the South African Federation incited the Yamato people in the Kanto Republic.”

The Rome Treaty organization representative summoned the South African Prime Minister to this meeting.

This was to preempt America’s discovery.

“You call that an explanation! Wasn’t this deliberately targeted?”

“Exactly! Isn’t this essentially interference in internal affairs and a declaration of war?”

Naturally, America and Hiroshi were furious, ranting and raving.

They were trying to gain something more.

However, Navaldi, who appeared as the Rome Treaty representative, didn’t lose his composure at all.

He spoke according to a pre-arranged script.

“South Africa is a country without AI Anastasia, and they acted without our knowledge. Moreover, their concern was for their ethnic kin in Kanto who were being discriminated against by Black people and living as a subjugated class—isn’t that understandable?”

“That’s right. In the past, communists secretly prepared for revolution for decades. But the fact that things deteriorated to this point in just a few months of incitement shows that the Yamato people had been enduring a lot. It was bound to explode eventually.”

“Hmm.”

With even the Co-Prosperity Sphere adding their voice, America and the Black Patriotic Party fell silent.

America also seemed to have no intention of actively protesting beyond minor objections.

“Please remember why the UN is directly intervening in this matter. The eyes of the entire world are on East Japan. Do you know why we summoned a mere party representative instead of the president?”

As if saying all of this was their fault, Navaldi harshly criticized Hiroshi.

This was to prevent the blame from being shifted to the Rome Treaty.

“Ah. I understand. We’ll do our best to handle this properly. So please.”

“Please nothing—we cannot stand by and watch the Yamato people suffer under Black oppression.”

The Black people of the Kanto Republic had long been branded as the world’s bastards.

Even representatives from the African Union, where Black people were the majority, criticized the Black population of the Kanto Republic, making it difficult to frame this as Black racial discrimination.

“You were civilized before us, yet all you learned was how to run slave plantations?”

“Why are people who experienced the pain of racial discrimination doing this to the Yamato people?”

After being criticized even by fellow Africans of the same race, Hiroshi kept his mouth shut.

Racial discrimination? It was the other way around—they were the ones being discriminated against. Though he felt wronged, Hiroshi had no other options.

He needed to quickly get through this situation and plan for what came next.

First, he needed to end this UN meeting quickly, hold an early presidential election to elect a new Black president, and then gradually implement integration policies.

Even the UN couldn’t interfere with presidential matters.

“I understand. We will handle this properly ourselves.”

“If this is not properly accepted, we will have no choice but to implement special measures.”

Special measures. At those words, Hiroshi’s eyes twitched.

Could they really be deciding on such measures at this UN meeting?

Hiroshi glanced at the American representative, seeking help, but the American representative shook his head, indicating it wasn’t possible.

“By special measures, you mean…”

“The separation and independence of the Yamato people.”

Separation and independence of the Yamato people. In the end, it meant splitting East Japan into two countries.

And that was exactly what the Yamato people wanted.

Of course, the Black population didn’t want the country to split, if only to maintain the legitimacy of establishing a nation on the archipelago.

“S-separation and independence is absolutely out of the question! We will definitely resolve this properly.”

“It would be best to resolve it quickly.”

With the talk of separation and independence, Hiroshi had no choice.

As the UN meeting concluded seemingly in favor of the Yamato people, the Black people, including the Black Patriotic Party, were furious with the UN.

“Who does the UN think it is, taking only the Yamato people’s side?”

“We should withdraw from the UN immediately!”

The Black population was extremely angry, while the Yamato people smiled in victory.

It had already become essentially an autonomous region, and from here, separation and independence under UN guarantee seemed possible.

“If things continue like this, separation and independence might become possible?”

“Yes. We just need to let those guys act out a little more.”

Just as things seemed to be going according to the Yamato people’s wishes, an incident finally occurred.

“Damn Yamato bastards! This is all because of you!”

“Kyaaak!”

“Are those crazy people killing people now?”

A bloody incident had finally erupted.

* * *

[Limited Edition! VTuber AI Ana-chan Figure Released!]

[People Speak: Balhae Ambassador to Rome. For Balhae, the Tsar is Like a Mother]

[AI Anastasia Laboratory Collaborates with Japan Figure Headquarters]

[Is the Era of Ana-chan Realized in Reality Coming?]

Indeed, vultures are impressive in any era.

Such articles are already pouring out.

Particularly, the limited edition VTuber AI Ana-chan version features the special clumsy concept expression unique to VTuber Ana-chan as its main feature.

Honestly, it’s not about being clumsy but about mistakes made while pretending to be an AI VTuber. Anyway.

According to statistics from the Japanese figure company collaborating on this VTuber AI Ana-chan version figure, it’s selling the most this week.

Indeed, AI VTuber Ana-chan is amazing!

Just the name value alone is selling so well, isn’t it helping the Rome Treaty’s finances? It means I’m helping this country without doing anything.

“The Anastasia figure is incredible.”

Even Si-yoon was surprised when he saw the news.

Perhaps this guy would like the figure too? That’s what I think.

She’s a perfect beauty from any angle. No wonder the figure is so popular.

“That’s because it’s a figure of a world-famous woman.”

I proudly puffed out my chest and said confidently.

“The royalties must be enormous?”

The royalties must be enormous, right? Maria’s line is handling all that roughly. As long as the world doesn’t end, I can play, eat, and spend until I die.

For electronic devices, I can get them from Romanov Electronics, and there’s nothing particularly worth spending money on.

The Maria family doesn’t have any particular desires either, so I can’t buy them anything.

-All we need is Tsar Your Majesty.

It’s amusing.

“Of course. My existence itself is royalty, and even if I exclude other Romanov-related companies and only receive royalties from Japan, I could live for a lifetime.”

Thanks to me, figures have become a national project in Japan.

Why? Because my name value is that enormous. Especially West Japan’s figures are selling tremendously across both East and West, making them impossible to ignore. It might seem like a joke, but it’s actually true.

“You should try to meet the Tsar sometime.”

“Ah, not a chance. It’s not like we’re split personalities of light and darkness. Tsk tsk.”

“Still, I think I should return to Balhae sometime.”

“Are you trying to get a job in Balhae?”

After all I’ve done for you, you want to go to Balhae?

Should I detain him a bit even now?

“Not that. But I should see my parents after graduation.”

“I could invite them to Russia. Why go there directly? You could even immigrate.”

“Come on, immigration isn’t that easy.”

“Someone like you could take a special examination and go through a special process.”

“Without lying, really? The times I’ve benefited from listening to you—”

He was about to say something but then shut his mouth.

There’s nothing that hasn’t worked out from listening to me.

“You did well on the exam, right? You got the job, right? What’s the problem?”

“How does immigration work?”

“If your family works for a Romanov-related company like you, they can immigrate after a special ideological verification process.”

Originally, the procedure is a bit complicated.

But in reality, special immigration is possible for limited talent.

For this guy, it’s just a special favor I’ve granted, but I can set it up that way.

“I didn’t know that existed.”

“Just say things like ‘Long live Ana-chan!’ or ‘God save the Tsar!’ during the exam, and you’ll get bonus points and pass right away.”

Even as I say it, I find it strange, but it can’t be helped.

To keep this guy here appropriately, I need to secretly leave that kind of special treatment.

Honestly, in a country where people are crazy about Ana-chan, it could really happen that way.