The Burning Legion's Propaganda War

Tokyo, New Bunkyo Ward, "Wow, they even put up Gifu lanterns."

Walking down the street, Mai Shiranui looked at the shops busily decorating their storefronts on both sides and murmured in surprise.

Not only were people hanging lanterns along the street, they were also bringing out decorations like kadomatsu and armored warrior dolls, placing them outside their doors—as though some major festival were underway. Yet in truth, it was all because a certain child had been born.

"That 'principal' sure knows how to put on a show."

"It's not just here."

Hongo Hina smiled with her hands behind her back, tilting her head.

"The whole of Tokyo—no, the entire Island Nation—is celebrating."

To celebrate the birth of that "Yu-kun's" child, no one had dared cause trouble during these three months in this era of supernatural chaos—not even the Burning Legion, which had proclaimed its intent to set the world ablaze, had made any move.

As a result, not only the Island Nation but many other countries had spontaneously organized celebrations as well, celebrating this rare period of peace.

Meanwhile, maritime shipping, which had been visibly declining, suddenly burst back to life. Taking advantage of this period, vessels began traveling across the world once more; even the Sea Kings no longer attacked passing ships, and chances like this were few and far between.

No, it would be more accurate to call this the shipping industry's final flash of brilliance.

As large numbers of ground-effect transport ships entered service, ordinary massive freighters were already on the verge of being phased out.

"Looks like your world has it pretty rough too."

Mai Shiranui could not help but complain. Their world had Orochi's Eight Servants, but they only reincarnated once every hundred years; besides, the Three Sacred Treasures Families stood against them, so accidents