Matou Shinji Might Be a Robot

Everyone around the world was seeing their blood pressure spike, their anger no longer containable.

In Western countries especially, people were taking to the streets in protest everywhere, while anti-government groups seized the chance to jump out and stir up trouble.

Terrorist organizations across the globe were also frantically dissing Western nations like the Holy Britannian Empire and the Napoleonic Empire. After all, these countries truly were sources of all evil. Their arms companies had created countless deaths and chaos around the world, reaping enormous profits in the process.

Without a doubt, this tale of saviors being cruelly betrayed had utterly broken the people of the real world. A new wave of disgust and hatred toward bureaucrats and the powerful had emerged—in other words, a crisis of trust.

For the authorities of every country, this was truly a blame they had caught out of nowhere.

Although those bureaucrats and elites really were like the United Government in the Light Screen's imagery, they had not done such things in the real world, after all.

As long as they had not done it, then even if they entertained such thoughts and liked that kind of approach, there was nothing wrong with it—after all, a flexible moral bottom line was one of the traditional skills of the powerful.

For ordinary people, aside from a handful of sanctimonious types and those with ulterior motives, everyone else was left with nothing but pure rage.

The transcendent individuals in particular all wore cold expressions, or openly displayed disgust and fury.

What Fujimaru Ritsuka and Fujimaru Tachibana had suffered truly sent everyone's blood pressure soaring.

Those who had been Heroic Spirits in their previous lives, especially, felt profound heartbreak and guilt alongside their anger.

It felt as though, when the Fujimaru siblings had needed them most, they