The air in District 25 was thick with anger and tension.
The signing of the agreement was, naturally, an enormously important occasion that drew everyone's attention, and it had to be broadcast live. When they saw the Federation representative sign, the people of District 25 erupted in cheers.
Every corner of District 25 seemed infected by the joy of the moment. Children in the alleys imitated the adults, holding their free District 25 flags high as they ran around celebrating.
Street vendors temporarily set aside their work to watch the giant screens downtown and witness that crucial signing. Every face brimmed with joy and anticipation.
People formed a huge circle in front of the giant screen in the market center. The instant the Federation representative signed, their cheers nearly shattered the sky.
Although they already had chips that could display all kinds of information right before their eyes, people still wanted to join in the excitement.
They might not have cared much about this before, but who didn't want to rub it in the faces of those who had once looked down on them?
Then, a moment later, they saw the Federation representative's body swell, followed by explosions, alarms, and the sound of Fourth-Generation Tactical Mecha powering up.
The mood began to take an ominous turn.
Since that broadcast, every street and alley had been filled with condemnation of the Federation. People gathered on every corner, roaring, accusing, and denouncing the Federation representatives who had overturned the negotiating table at the Military Base.
The giant screens on the streets replayed footage of the signing on a loop. Every time the scene of the Federation representative sabotaging the agreement appeared, it provoked boos and outrage. Beneath the neon lights, angry people prepared to march in protest, demanding that all ties with