Blue Ember: Sunny

On the outskirts of Southwest Federal City, there is an exclusive meeting room for the Yate Group. Cold white lights illuminate the ten-meter-long solid wood negotiation table, with long and narrow figures on both sides, and the air is filled with the cold metal unique to the arms industry. Lost, chairman of the Kester Group, sat on the left side, with a lifelong obsession hidden in his eyes - he followed his parents through wars when he was a child, and watched his parents fall in a pool of blood while protecting civilians. He wants to establish a new order belonging to the new military industry, and use powerful force to protect the innocent so that the tragedy of his parents will never happen again. He came to the door with a blueprint, fully expecting that Yate Group, also a leader in the new military industry, would stand side by side with him. But Jonathan Eisern tore everything apart in just a few words. Insulting his parents, belittling his achievements, and simply negating the foundation of Lost's faith for half his life. Lost was furious, slapped the table, and walked away. The talks collapsed, broke up, and there was no change. But what he didn't know was that every hurtful word Jonathan said was handing over a petition to the federation and capital in the dark: Art would not form factions, join forces, or touch red lines, and would always keep to himself. The collapse of the talks was a long-planned attempt to protect themselves. This performance is a talisman for the Yate Group. As the Southwest Confederacy begins to clean up house, can Lost's Fox weather the storm? And why did Jonathan's Art become the only new military industry member left? The answers are all hidden in that interview room.