"Commander William, this sculpture is a replica of the Statue of Moses by Michelangelo, one of the three great masters of the Renaissance, and these are replicas of Day, Night, Dawn, and Dusk."
At Yokota Air Base headquarters, the American ambassador, dressed in a sharp suit, studied the life-size white marble statues in the corner of the office with interest.
Every statue possessed an exquisitely beautiful form and posture, a lifelike face, and full, firm musculature. They represented the pinnacle of Western art.
"You have excellent taste, Commander. You're already an artist yourself. Wouldn't you agree, Director-General Uchiha?"
Located in the Tama Region, forty-five kilometers west of Tokyo Metropolis, Yokota Air Base housed the headquarters of the U.S. Armed Forces Stationed in Japan and Fifth Air Force Headquarters. Nearly ten thousand American military personnel and civilian staff worked at the base.
To ensure the absolute security of the heart of its rule in the Far East, the American military had also designated Yokota Airspace over Tokyo after the war, imposing air traffic controls that prohibited even civilian airliners from approaching.
Now, two special guests had arrived at Yokota Air Base headquarters, where security appeared relaxed but was tight beneath the surface.
After teasing the uniformed Commander William, the American ambassador smiled broadly at the unsmiling Uchiha Senmon seated on the opposite sofa. He was in an excellent mood.
After the Crimson Moon, Turtle Island, which carried ruins from the Age of Gods, had vanished, while increasingly severe natural disasters ravaged the world. Even the American homeland had suffered terribly. Misfortunes had come one after another.
The sword of Damocles that was the end of the world was already tottering overhead. They had to prepare for the worst.
Although the Americans could indirectly command Japan's Supernatural Agency, if something happened back