A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 81 Things have changed

the next day,
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu! Wake up!"

The shaking blankets forced Akizuki Ritsu to open her eyes.

"Kaoru,"

Why are you in my room?

Even Qiu Yuelu rarely experiences being shaken by her childhood friend the moment she opens her eyes. Moreover:

"Where's your sister?"

"My sister is sleeping in, don't worry about her."

The quiet and well-behaved Inoue Kaoru only reveals a bit of her liveliness in front of Akizuki Ritsu.

"So many big things happened last night, how could you sleep, Brother Lu?"

"No matter how important the matter is, you must get enough rest."

Lift the blanket,

"Besides, what does it have to do with me?"

Someone who was unreasonable yet self-righteous got out of bed in their pajamas.

"Since your sister is still sleeping, then today's breakfast—"

"I'll do it."

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Under Akizuki Ritsu's questioning gaze, the girl smiled slightly with her hands behind her back.

"I got a perfect score in my home economics class!"

"Amazing!"

This is no joke; Akizuki Ritsu's cooking skills are limited to 'making instant noodles,' unless she uses her Devil Fruit powers.

"Then I'll go wash up first."

"Go ahead, Brother Lu."

finished,

The girl turned and went downstairs to the kitchen.

After washing up and changing my clothes, I sat in the kitchen, but before I could even start eating:
Knock knock knock,

A figure quickly ran in.

"Sorry, I overslept!"

It was Inoue Kaori, whose hair was still disheveled, but:

"Breakfast is ready."

In the kitchen, a smaller version of Inoue Kaoru came out carrying the food.

"Because I saw that my sister hadn't gotten up yet, I took the liberty of making breakfast for Brother Lu."

"Won't my sister be mad at me?"

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These words surprised both Inoue Kaori and Akizuki Ritsu.

Why does it sound a bit like slang or banter?
"Won't,"

Shaking her head, what could Inoue Kaori, who had been dragged to the Metropolitan Police Department to "keep order" for them, say?
Akizuki Ritsu waved to Kaori.

Things have come to this point:

"Let's eat first."

In island nations, rice is eaten directly for breakfast. However, the Minister of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries made a joke that "I have never bought rice; the rice donated by supporters is enough to open a shop," which aroused public outrage and led to his resignation. As a result, rice prices have now returned to normal.

And to put it bluntly, this means hundreds of thousands of people will lose their food supply.

"Brother Lu, you don't know yet, do you?"

While eating, Inoue Kaoru explained to Ritsu the tremendous changes in the world.

“Last night, America attacked the ‘supernatural entity’ that appeared in Yokohama.”

"Various armored vehicles, fighter jets, and even warships were used, resulting in significant civilian casualties."

"The government condemns America's barbaric actions and expresses sincere apologies to the 'supernatural entity.' The island nation welcomes all friends who are willing to engage in dialogue."

After saying that, the girl took out her phone.

"Look, Russia, England, France, Germany, and other countries have also issued a joint declaration."

The headline on my phone reads: "Humans and Supernatural Beings Join Hands to Create a Better Future." Regardless of the truth, that's what the island nation's propaganda machine says.

Anyone who dares to disagree at this time is asking for trouble.

"Brother Lu, do you know who this 'supernatural being' is?"

Although Inoue Kaoru's question was rhetorical, it was already quite certain that Ritsu-nii didn't know the answer.

Because there are no Grimm's Fairy Tales in Brother Lu's room; and seeing how soundly he's sleeping, he must not have paid attention to last night's news.

"Who?"

Akizuki Ritsu also 'cooperated' by casually asking,

"Cinderella, Your Highness Cinderella."

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Slightly startled, Qiu Yuelu continued eating as if nothing had happened.

Has the world finally gone this mad?

"It's true!"

Kaoru Inoue turned her head and looked at Kaori Inoue:
"Right, sister."

"Ah? Yes, yes."

Kaori Inoue, who seemed somewhat distracted, answered hesitantly.

Even someone like Xinde is afraid and avoids things because of the 'gap' between her and the prince; how can she and Brother Lu bridge the gap?

In the midst of teenage troubles,
"The 'Cinderella' from the fairy tale has come to life and is subjected to a brutal attack by America."

"Then the prince appeared and rescued Cinderella."

"Governments around the world warmly welcomed the two guests, unanimously stating that Grimm's Fairy Tales are a treasure of the world."

Again,
The facts are unimportant.

What ordinary people can know is the 'truth'.

"At the same time, England proposed inviting island nations to join the 'new NATO' system."

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"and many more,"

At this point, Akizuki Ritsu's doubts were no longer about acting skills.

"Is England going to create a 'new NATO'?"

He's gone mad. Who does he think he is, Big D?
"right,"

Kaoru Inoue continued reading the news on her phone.

"It's gone viral on the internet all over the world, and we don't know if this 'new NATO' will ever be established."

For an island nation, receiving such strong support from so many countries is undoubtedly a great honor; however, the influence of the United States remains a lingering shadow. Moreover, with the recent spate of disasters, even if the government manages to suppress them, the number of casualties is undeniably terrifying.

"Meanwhile, numerous countries have issued declarations expressing their willingness to contribute to the island nation's response to the 'supernatural disaster.'" "Various supplies and volunteers are on their way."

They're very quick.

While listening to Kaoru read the news, Akizuki Ritsu stroked his chin.

Now that the island nation has supernatural beings and key figures in the 'fairytale kingdom,' other countries that want a piece of the pie naturally have to demonstrate their own 'value.'

Despite their loud pronouncements, they certainly lack the courage and capability to actually confront America.

But if they dare not attack America, they can still attack the lowest level of supernatural beings without any problem.

Mercenaries dispatched by various countries have begun to arrive in the island nation.

I suppose their performance will be much better next time a 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons' occurs?
Whether these mercenaries will be of any use remains to be seen in actual combat: in any case, someone is open to all comers.

Go to other places to collect souls?
Why go through all that trouble!

Wouldn't it be better to let the whole world come to this island nation and send their heads to their deaths?

As long as there are enough benefits, even if it means kidnapping, countries can still kidnap countless cannon fodder.

"Next"

After finishing her meal, while Akizuki Ritsu was pondering what to do:
"Of course I go to school!"

"Yes, Brother Lu."

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"Not...going to school? Me?"

Qiu Yuelu pointed at himself in shock, thinking that he, the dignified 'source of all supernatural things,' was actually going to school?

"Don't worry, I've already taken care of the file matters."

Kaori Inoue clearly misunderstood, thinking that Ritsu Akizuki was worried about his past imprisonment.

“Brother Lu, I recommend you apply to the University of Tokyo.”

reason?

Of course, it's possible to spend a long time together.

"I"

"All right,"

"School life".

That sounds quite interesting.

Akizuki Ritsu stood up. In any case, no matter where she was, she could push forward the 'supernatural era'.

This is the general trend of the entire world, because of what he said.

Even if Yahweh came, it wouldn't make a difference!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

America

Washington, D.C., 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.

White House.

"Mr. President,"

Around the circular conference room, the young vice president, secretary of state, secretary of defense, secretary of homeland security, and director of the central intelligence agency were gathered.

The speaker was the CIA director, who was 'only' sixty years old, making him quite young among politicians.

He's at least much younger than the eighty-something-year-old president.

"My people have compiled the 'legends' about America."

As he spoke, the head of the intelligence agency tapped the tablet in his hand.

"They are: Indigenous mythology,"

The so-called 'indigenous' mythology is actually Native American mythology.

As Roosevelt once said: Only dead Indians are good Indians.

The history of America's rise to power is built on the blood and tears of Native Americans: at the beginning of its founding, America offered a reward of $100 for a Native American scalp, while the daily wage for an ordinary worker was only 25 cents!

Thus, countless white immigrants mounted tall horses, carrying hunting dogs and revolvers, and embarked on their hunting journey from the east coast westward.

The so-called romance of the 'Western cowboy' is built on the bloodshed of leather boots!
After slaughtering almost all of the indigenous people of this land,
They only pretended to carve out a piece of 'private land'.
It demonstrates their civility and tolerance.

"In Navajo mythology, the world was created by the 'First Man' and his wife, the 'White-Shelled Woman,' who gave life to the earth through dance and song and created other gods and humans."

As he spoke, the head of the intelligence agency moved his fingers.

"The five tribes of the Iroquois Alliance worship a supreme deity called 'Orenda'."

"The chances of these two legends surviving are extremely slim."

The reason is obvious to everyone present.

After eliminating these native inhabitants, the cowboys burned their civilization to the ground and then re-established themselves on the land, grazing livestock, living, and building cities, claiming sovereignty.

"Currently, the mainstream folk myths mainly focus on the legends of 'Thanksgiving' and 'Paul Bunyan'."

Let's not even talk about Thanksgiving.
When the Mayflower landed on this continent, the locals brought them food.

The surviving white people, while offering words of 'gratitude,' were killing off the indigenous people: ironically, this has now become America's 'grandest' celebration.

"As for the legend of Paul Bunyan"

This person is a fictional character created before the founding of the United States.

Legend has it that he possessed immense strength, capable of easily felling enormous trees and even carving out rivers and lakes with his axe.

Essentially, it's a personification of the story of America's occupation and development of this continent.

That's right, it's the prototype of 'Popeye'!

As for Yahweh?
This one God who proclaims 'You shall have no other gods' has too many countries worshipping Him. Expecting Him to favor America alone? That's unrealistic.

"There are also legends from Africa, such as the 'Annasi Snake God' and the 'Mamundu Drums'."

"And the Mexican cult of the feathered serpent god."

The famous Aztec and Mayan civilizations, ironically, have little to do with America: these places are located in what is now Mexico.

Although Mexico is too far from paradise and too close to America,

But it shouldn't be considered some kind of deep-seated hatred, right?
"So, we shouldn't worry about waking up one day to find that the indigenous 'creator god' has brought down divine punishment?"

When asked by the president, the people present remained silent.

How did they know about this?

"Yes, gentlemen."

The president clapped his hands.
"Be prepared in your 'private plot' if that day ever comes:"

America no longer exists.

What's the use of keeping them around!
"So, what important things are happening in the island nation today?"

Yes, today—

The intelligence chief's finger traced across the tablet.

"Mr. Machii, the 'Heisei Sword Saint,' is about to engage in a duel with Lord Gouchen."

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This is hardly a big deal.
Not only the president, but everyone else in the room had the same thought.

That 'Sword Saint' could only boast about being able to withstand half a move!

(End of this chapter)