Reika-sama – 220

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Fujiwara no Narimichi was a Major Counselor (Dainagon) during the latter half of the Heian period.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daij%C5%8D-kan#Council_of_State

Narimichi was famous for his god-like skill of Kemari (Japanese ancient ball kicking game), and a legend states that he made a round trip on the balustrade/railing of the Kiyomizudera stage, all while kicking a ball.
As such, he is sometimes known as the Kemari Dainagon (Kemari Advisor).


Tokugawa Tsunayoshi was a Tokugawa Shogun.

Owing to religious fundamentalism, Tsunayoshi sought protection for living beings in the later parts of his rule. In the 1690s and first decade of the 18th century, Tsunayoshi, who was born in the Year of the Dog, thought he should take several measures concerning dogs.

A collection of edicts released daily, known as the Edicts on Compassion for Living Things told the populace, among other things, to protect dogs. An apprentice was even executed because he wounded a dog.

Over 50,000 dogs were deported to kennels in the suburbs of the city where they would be housed. They were apparently fed rice and fish which were at the expense of the taxpaying citizens of Edo.

Therefore, he earned the pejorative title Inu-Kubō (The Dog Shogun).


The new 1st years were starting to look for a club.

If the Handicrafts Club wanted to thrive, what it needed was to secure new members.

I was going to show off Minami-kun to try and get some male members in.

Plenty of men worked in fashion and clothing so there had to be a few boys in Zui’ran that were interested in handicrafts.

I didn’t know where they were hiding, but I was going to snatch them all!

Or so I had thought, but it didn’t go as well as I wanted.

Wondering how the other clubs were doing their recruiting, I went over to the Soccer Club.

On the sports field, they were having a competition to see who could juggle the most times, which everyone was having a lot of fun with.

Hmm, so they were going for the thing where you gave newcomers a taste of the club, huh?

The 1st years seemed to be rather enjoying it.

In the end, the person who won the competition was the President of the Soccer Club.

Hmmmmm~ So he was actually the most skilled, then.

Even now, the president was effortlessly juggling the soccer ball as the spectators clapped ‘go, go, go, go’.

Walking over, I joined in and clapped along too, but the moment our eyes met he tripped over his own feet and dropped the ball.

My, my~

What a shame.

Ah well, you did your best, buddy. Clap clap clap.

No sooner had I started applauding did he entirely ignore the ball in favour of running over to me.

Ah, was he here to thank me for cheering for him?

“Are you here to get dirt on me again…!?”

“Oh my, what a terrible case of persecution complex! All I wanted to do was see how your club was doing, and this is how you treat me…”

So mean~ So cruel~

And from your phrasing, can I take it to mean that there’s still some dirt on you to use?

I leant around him to get a good look at his club members.

Oh my. Were those boys from my class that I spied?

So they were in the Soccer Club?

I waved at them.

Ah-, they ran.

Suddenly, the President of the Soccer Club took a step to the side.

In other words, so that he was right in front of me.

By the time I got to have another look, the club members were long gone.

Tsk.

“What my club was doing?”

The President of the Soccer Club was looking at me dubiously.

“Why, yes. I happened to be passing by when I noticed how much energy there was, so I simply wandered over. I must say that you are exceptional at juggling. No wonder the presidency went to you. I was very impressed. Why, it was though I was watching the Kemari Dainagon reborn.”

“Kemari Dainagon…”

Apparently in the Heian era there was a Dainagon who was an expert at kemari, and he juggled a ball as he made a lap of the Kiyomizudera stage guardrail from on top of it.

Kiyomizu-dera (清水寺), officially Otowa-san Kiyomizu-dera (音羽山清水寺), is a Buddhist temple in eastern Kyoto. Great place to visit, btw.

They even called him the Football Saint for that, but in my opinion being so obsessed about kemari that you’d dare yourself to juggle as you balance on the railings to a 13 metre drop actually makes you a Football Idio-…

Wait, no, no. Being so whole-heartedly dedicated is something to respect. Yeah.

“For your next challenge, I personally recommend that you try walking on the gym room balance beams as you juggle the ball.”

Soccer Club President, go forth and become the Kemari Dainagon of the modern age!

Even though I praised him, and even graciously offered some advice, the Kemari Dainagon just tried to shoo me away.

“You’re scaring all of my club members. I’m begging you, please go back to your own club. Here, please take this.”

In the end he even gave me a sports drink.

Oi, Kemari Dainagon. Don’t think you can appease me with just a bit of protection money.

In the end I went to look at how the other clubs were doing.

The majority just did as normal while the new students watched.

The Choir Club invited their guests to sing along, which seemed like a lot of fun.

In the Go and Shogi Club, they played a few rounds together.

Yeah. The places that got the 1st years involved tended to do a lot better.

And since training often brought cheering fangirls, one of the sports clubs was even luring in 1st years with women.

Speaking of which, the Chief of the Casanova Village had once been in this very club…

As I was walking along, I dropped by the Judo Club for a peek, only to find Nonose-san calling out to Iwamuro-kun.

“Takashi-kun, I’ll leave a towel here, okay~?”

Ta ka shi ku n?

Maiden No. 2, don’t you have something to report to your Guru?

Spywork done, I decided it was about time to head back to my own club.

I had just started walking back when I bumped into Birdbrain Katsuragi.

Oh right, this guy was a new student as well.

The moment he realised who I was, his face turned sour.

“I thought I told you to stay away from Enjou-san.”

He was speaking to a third year, and that was the first thing he said, huh?

Since he had no manners, I simply ignored him and moved on.

“Oi!”

“Pardon me. I have no time to spare on birdbrains that cannot even manage a greeting~”

Leaving a parting line, I ohohohoho’d away.

“Enjou-san already has Yuiko-san!”

Stop making a fuss, you noisy thing.

How many times are you going to repeat that the moment you see my face?

“My, what true love for your dear Yuiko-san~ How gallant of you~” I mocked.

Birdbrain flushed and was at a loss for words, so I just left him and quickly made my way.

Tsk. Things were going to get annoying with that guy around.

If he had any complaints, he could take them to Enjou.

*

*

Our recruitment efforts had previously amounted to explaining our club activities, and showing the 1st years around the club room.

However, after the new information I got from scouting, we were now incorporating activities so the guests would get a taste of what our club was like.

In front of the clubroom we placed a poster that read,

‘Free workshop currently available. Try your hand at handicrafts!’

Since it needed to be something simple, we decided that the course would involved making their own pocket tissue case.

We weren’t exactly 100% sure about the pocket tissue case, but at least the program showcased the atmosphere of our club to the visiting 1st years. Plus, it also made it easier for them to ask us questions, and by the time the course was over they were comfortable enough to chat about things besides the club activities too.

“I can’t believe we overlooked a trial program. As expected of you, Reika-sama.”

“Thanks to you, we’ve been getting more visitors than last year.”

“Even a few boys.”

“Should we have a corner for something similar during the School Festival, Reika-sama?”

Showered in praise from my club members, I smiled happily to myself as I counted the application forms.

Looks like I had Kemari Dainagon to thank.

*

*

I decided to grab some more application forms before we ran out, so I found myself heading to the Student Council Room.

Fellow Stalking Horse was inside, working with the other members.

They seemed rather busy, actually.

Wakaba-chan was wearing thimbles and flipping through what seemed to be balance sheets, using her other hand to tap rapidly at a calculator. It was rather incredible to see.

So this was the rumoured calculator technique of Takamichi Wakaba!

“Need something?” Fellow Stalking Horse asked from his seat.

I let him know what I was there for.

“Ah, hang on a moment.”

He got up to grab some for me.

Hmmm~

Why did it feel like a section of the room seemed to be on guard against me?

Did they see this as a trespass because I was with the Pivoine or something?

Fellow Stalking Horse came back with the forms for me.

“Is this enough?”

“Yes, this much is plenty. Thank you.”

On the contrary, it would be great if we could actually get enough recruits for all of these.

“By the way, Kisshouin, there’s something I’d like to show you if you have the time.”

“What might that be?”

“President!” One of the others jumped out of their seat. “You’re letting her know!? Isn’t that as good as showing our hand to the enemy!?”

Eh? What was this?

“Kisshouin is one of their most reasonable members, so it’s fine.”

Having reined in his subordinate, Fellow Stalking Horse held out a piece of paper.

“Here, have a look.”

‘Manual for Dealing with the Pivoine’

“A lot of the new Externals mess up in their interactions with the Pivoine. That’s why we thought a manual would be good.”

“My.”

I didn’t see why they shouldn’t.

Usually it fell to the class representative or an Internal Student to subtly teach the newcomers, but it was hardly comprehensive.

As a result, it wasn’t uncommon to see some External breaking out in a cold sweat after making a mistake.

Even the Internal Students had trouble sometimes deciding how much they could say.

“We’ve had something like this before, but parts of it were vague and unhelpful, so this time we clarified and itemised it all. What do you think?”

“It sounds like a good idea. Will you be providing these to all of the External Students?”

“No, just the class representatives. I don’t think it would be a good idea to hand these out, so they can pass the word on instead.”

“I see.”

The things on that list were unspoken rules rather than official ones, after all, so it wouldn’t do to leave evidence.

Fellow Stalking Horse looked at the manual with an ambivalent smile.

“Personally, I don’t know how I feel about the Student Council being the spearhead for a manual that promotes preferential treatment of the Pivoine. Takamichi was the one who argued that without the manual, it would be the Externals getting the short end of the stick.”

Wakaba-chan!?

Come to think of it, most of this manual was identical to the letter that I gave Wakaba-chan, the one with the list of things to be careful about.

I looked towards her, still clicking away at her calculator, and hearing her own name she looked up in my direction as well and flashed us a smile.

“In your opinion, is there anything missing, Kisshouin?”

“Let me see… Hmmm… Do not sit in the reserved Pivoine seats. Do not casually abandon decorum with the Pivoine. Give way if you come across them in hallways. Do not step on peony flowers nor handle them roughly while on school grounds…”

“Is she the Dog Shogun or something…?” somebody whispered.

“My, that was a good one!” I smiled affectionately at him like he was a dear friend, but he suddenly looked downwards and fell silent. My~

Since the contents of the manual were basically the same as my own thoughts, there wasn’t much to add.

“I think this is fine as it is. Going into too many trivialities would become its own problem, after all,” I told Fellow Stalking Horse. “What if instead of leaving it as a manual for dealing with the Pivoine, you incorporate it into a list of customs endemic to Zui’ran as a whole? Things to watch out for that you would not have to in other schools. I think you would get less backlash that way.”

“I see. That might be a good idea. As it is now, it’s a bit too blunt about the special treatment that the Pivoine get. Still, customs that you’ll only find in Zui’ran, huh? Like what?”

“I have one! The ban on gumboots!” Wakaba-chan suddenly offered, shooting her hand up energetically.

“Is that something you’d really put in the manual…? I don’t think anybody but you would have done that anyway, Takamichi.”

“No way!”

“I’m serious. Come on, you should have noticed it from the fact that there’s no exclusive Zui’ran version of it.”

“Ehhhh. Then how about no running in the hallways, or not taking the stairs two at a time then?”

“Takamichi, there are rules against those in normal schools too.”

“Ehhhh.”

The two of them seemed to be getting along really well.

This…

“Then what is one of Zui’ran’s special customs?” asked Wakaba-chan at a loss.

Suddenly all eyes were on me again.

“Let me see… For example, a note that only the girls are to use ‘gokigen’yoh’, perhaps.”

“Ohh~! I see~!” clapped Wakaba-chan.

“As almost everyone here entered Zui’ran during middle school or high school, what if you wrote down a list of what you were taken aback by when you first began?” I suggested.

“I see. Let’s try that. Any ideas, guys?” asked Fellow Stalking Horse.

“Homemade Valentine’s chocolates are frowned upon.”

“Why is that?”

“Beats me. I guess to avoid food poisoning?”

“I have one! The ban on using promotional towels with company logos on it!”

“Takamichi-san, the issue there isn’t some custom, but that you have no hope left as a girl.”

“Ehhhh.”

“Still, I can see some of the boys doing that, so maybe we’ll put it in anyways.”

“Bowing in front of the school gates.”

“Isn’t that actually in the school rulebook?”

“The ban on conbini bentou.”

“That’s an important one.”

“It is, isn’t it. I stood out so badly during my first few lunches because of that.”

“I have one! The ban on wearing raincoats!”

“Takamichi, I think that’s just you.”

“Geez, Mizusaki-kun. I’ve never worn one either, okay?”

Good luck, guys~

With my application forms in hand, I left the Student Council Room.

 


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Reika-sama – 219

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I-I’m back for real this time…? Next chapter is over half done already…


Conbini, or Japanese convenience stores, are a lot more convenient than those elsewhere in the world.

From a wide selection of foods both hot and cold, to make-up or domestic goods, or even ATMs, they are closer to ubiquitous and fun-sized supermarkets than anything else.

Like, they are actually convenient. You could probably live on just conbini purchases for a month or two if you weren’t too fussed about your health.

Famiresu, or Japanese family-friendly restaurants, are casual restaurant chains that provide a wide selection of cheap-ish but decent meals, somewhere between the pricing of fast food and a regular restaurant.

Saizeriya in Shibuya. It is an Italian food family restaurant chain.

“The truth is a bitter pill to swallow.”

That was the first thing Kaburagi said to me after calling me to the usual conference room.

“Pardon me?”

“What you said to me that day. They were too painful and harsh for me to accept on the spot.”

“I see…”

Well, he did seem to have suffered quite a blow.

I mean, I even started to feel a bit guilty about it.

Mentally, I was just a squishy blancmange, but perhaps Kaburagi wasn’t much better.

Blancmange is a sweet dessert commonly made with milk or cream and sugar thickened with gelatin, cornstarch or Irish moss (a source of carrageenan), and often flavoured with almonds.

“But as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t in all honesty deny it… After a night of thinking about it, I was forced to accept that you were completely right. I’ll admit it. I’ve been using Yurie as the basis for my decisions.”

“I see…”

So he spent the whole night thinking in that state…?

I’m sorry.

Even though I was the one who said that to you, I was fast asleep around that time.

But I was really impressed that he managed to acknowledge his own faults.

That was his only good point for you; being earnest and honest.

“I’ve spent my whole life with Yurie… I haven’t ever looked at any girls besides her, so I don’t know anything about them. I think Aira might be the only exception, but the two of them have basically the same taste to begin with. That’s probably why.”

“Right.”

“Since Yurie liked it, Takamichi would probably like it too. That was the way I was thinking.”

“Yes…”

Kaburagi hung his face in shamed frustration for a moment, but quickly lifted his head.

“But Kisshouin.” He met my eyes with a serious gaze. “The one I love right now is without a doubt Takamichi.”

“…!”

Y-Yeah.

Even though it wasn’t me he was talking about, being stared at like that and hearing things like ‘the one I love’ was setting my heart off like a jackhammer.

In the end I had to avert my eyes in a panic.

That was too much stimulation for a person from the Forever Alone Village.

Guh, one day even I would have something like…!

“Kisshouin. She and I have completely different ideas of normal high school life, don’t we?”

“I believe so. She attended public schools until she entered high school. That upbringing is completely different to what a Pivoine member would experience.”

“So that’s how it is…” he nodded. “Then in that case, I’ll learn about her way of life and her way of thinking.”

“I certainly do not see why not.”

That was basically the first thing anybody did. Learning more about the person they liked, I mean.

“But there’s a problem.”

“Yes?”

“I have no idea what this ‘normal high school life’ is supposed to be to her.”

That’s where we had to begin?

I suppose it made sense.

He was His Majesty the Emperor, after all.

As if he had any idea where to even begin learning about the way a commoner lived.

Actually, I wondered how much he even knew about how regular people lived.

“Kaburagi-sama, have you ever been to a conbini?” I asked him tentatively.

“Don’t take me for an idiot.” He grew a little sullen. “I’ve obviously done at least that much.”

“Then have you ever been to a fast food joint?”

“Fast food? I’ve… never tried any…”

“What about a family restaurant?”

“…I haven’t.”

A sheltered rich boy, as expected.

Apparently the look I gave him had illustrated what I thought of that, because he suddenly snapped at me.

“What!” he demanded. “Have you ever been to one!?”

What was this guy saying? Of course I had.

Just who did he think he was talking to?

Reika’s Cheeseburger Rankings was a thing, you know.

Some people thought of ‘cheeseburgers’ as all the same, but the actual burger could vary wildly from shop to shop.

Cheeseburgers. They can vary wildly from shop to shop (lol).

Otherwise I wouldn’t have had to spend so many days in the field investigating.

“I’ve almost never eaten junk food.”

I see.

Junk food is an old friend to most commoners, you know?

And standing in front of you is the Junk Food Queen!

“Weren’t you raised pretty much the same way? How come you’ve been to those kinds of places before?”

“Because everything is valuable life experience,” I answered.

Good joke, me.

The real reason was just because I liked them~

“Then Takamichi’s been to eat fast food too?”

“I would certainly think so.”

She didn’t seem like the type to fastidiously avoid it, meaning that she probably did have it sometimes.

“Is that so. Alright then. In that case, please take me to a fast food joint right away!”

“Hah!? Right now!?”

“Yeah. Let’s strike while the iron is hot. I need to know right now. Come on, let’s go.”

Eh!? Why did I have to…!?

“Could you not simply ask somebody else? Why me?”

“You’re the only one I know that’s ever been to one of those places.”

“You must be joking. It is just fast food; you definitely know others who have been. Actually, Takamichi-san certainly qualifies. Why not use this opportunity to have her take you? A little date of sorts. A perfect fit for a normal high schooler.”

“No. I don’t want her to know that I’ve never been before. If I ever go with her, I want to be able to smoothly lead.”

What the heck kind of stupid pride was that?

“Does she really need somebody to lead her in a fast food store?”

“Just trust me. I’ve got to scout the location before a date. Let’s go.”

“I actually have cram school today…”

“Then we just have to hurry before your cram school starts. Hurry up and get ready.”

This guy…

This was the same guy who promised earlier to be more considerate, right?

On the other hand, he didn’t look like he’d be easily convinced to back down.

Were we going to be going in our uniforms like this?

I was worried we’d stand out.

And what if somebody we knew saw us?

“Then we should at least pick somewhere further away where we will not bump into classmates.”

“Why?”

“The rules say that we are only to go to lessons or cram school right after school, you know?”

“…And who exactly would stop us?”

Yeah~ Good point.

I couldn’t imagine anybody with the guts to tell off the Emperor of Zui’ran just for stopping by a fast food place after school.

Besides, plenty of other people couldn’t be bothered to go home and change before going shopping or eating anyway.

“It would not be good for others to know that the daughter of the Kisshouin family has been to a fast food restaurant! And our uniforms are too eye-catching!”

Did he have any idea how much care I’d taken not to get caught all this time!?

As if I was going to let all my efforts go to nothing thanks to this stupid disciple!

Plus, the biggest problem was that being seen with him would start weird rumours!

“Hmm… Alright.”

“And please avoid telling anybody else about this.”

“Fine.”

He had better mean it.

I wouldn’t allow anyone to get in my way.

Still, I supposed I could go with him for today. After all, I was a bit harsh to him that day.

And that was how I ended up getting in his car to head to a far away fast food joint.

*

*

We had ourselves dropped off near a train station, and walked into a nearby fast food restaurant.

All over the place were students from other schools.

“Oi, Kisshouin! Teach me how to order!” he whispered to me.

“You simply line up at the counter and tell them what you want when it is your turn.”

“I see.”

Kaburagi complied and lined up in a queue.

He seemed to be standing there rather arrogantly, but a closer inspection revealed that he was actually staring at the menu up top.

Gosh, did this guy stand out.

Everybody was looking at us.

Some of the girls were taken with Kaburagi and began whispering furiously, but the guy himself paid them no heed and kept his gaze nailed to the menu.

It was normal for Kaburagi to ignore the girls around him, but this time it seemed to be out of a genuine focus on the menu.

Eventually it was our turn.

Kaburagi ordered an iced coffee and a hamburger.

“Would you like fries with that? It would upgrade your order to this meal set,” suggested the employee.

Kaburagi’s eyes swam about, suddenly overwhelmed.

I tugged on his sleeve to snap him out of it.

“Since we are already here, why not?” I suggested to him.

“Good idea,” he immediately agreed.

In the end I got a cheeseburger meal as well.

Trays in hand, the two of us went to find somewhere to sit on the second floor.

“This was cheaper than expected…” Kaburagi muttered to himself in awe.

Well yeah.

But when he took a sip of the iced coffee, he grimaced.

“This is really watered down,” he said.

“That is how they are,” I replied.

There was no use in expecting anything out of the drinks from these places.

I took a sip myself of my oolong tea and unwrapped my burger.

After watching me, Kaburagi copied my actions before taking a bite.

“I see.”

He seemed to come to some sort of realisation before nodding to himself in admiration.

Kaburagi looked around.

“There are a lot of high schoolers here…” he muttered.

“It is the right price for a small snack after school,” I explained. “It is also another chance to spend more time with your friends.”

“I see…”

“If you feel a little more hungry than that, usually you would head to a family restaurant instead, or if you are a boy, then perhaps a ramen stall.”

“I see…”

Kaburagi went back to his chips.

French fries were good stuff~

I never went to a fast food place without ordering chips, you know?

Naturally there was a Reika’s Chips Ranking as well.

French fries were my favourite.

I took a mouthful of fries as well.

Oops, nearly forgot.

I opened up my tomato sauce.

Tomato sauce was essential to french fries, after all.

Kaburagi’s eyes widened.

“Oi! What the heck is that!?” he demanded.

“Tomato sauce,” I answered primly.

After dipping a chip in, I carried it into my mouth.

Kaburagi began searching his own tray.

“Why? Why doesn’t my tray have done!?”

“If you do not ask while ordering, they will not give you any.”

“Why didn’t you say it for me!? I didn’t hear anything about this!”

“Oh, did you want some?”

Kaburagi glared at me in vexation.

Huhu.

I paid him no mind and continued to eat my sauce-covered french fries.

Yummyy~

Tomato-sauce covered french fries are so good.

“…Let me borrow that.”

“Out of the question.”

If he used some too, there wouldn’t be enough for me.

I was one of those types who had to have tomato sauce with her chips.

“Then couldn’t you go get some for me too?”

“No. Why do you not go yourself?”

Going up and down those stairs was a pain.

“…I still haven’t had enough experience with fast food restaurants to go by myself.”

“What in heavens are you talking about?”

“…There are so many people lining up. Should I really join the queue just for tomato sauce?”

“You can simply ask from the side of the counter.”

“But the staff are so busy. It’s too hard for me,” he shook his head.

Then just give up.

“Aren’t you a bit too cold?”

“A painful mistake is the best lesson. From now on, will you ever forget to order tomato sauce again? This is a learning experience.”

Isn’t that great, Kaburagi?

You’ve learnt something else about fast food chains.

Kaburagi just looked at me bitterly as he chewed on his hamburger.

It occurred to me again that His Imperial Majesty Emperor Kaburagi was sitting next to me, chewing on a cheeseburger from a fast food joint.

This was beyond the wildest dreams of anybody from Zui’ran.

And to think that he’d be so lost in here too.

“Anyway, I think I’ve mostly grasped how these fast food joints work.”

“How naïve.”

“What?”

I took a sip of my tea before replying.

“Unlike this store where your food is mostly prepared beforehand, there are fast food places where they begin cooking after you order.”

“What did you say!?”

“In those cases, they give you a ticket and you have to wait until the cooking is done.”

“Is such a thing even possible…!?”

“They may all be ‘fast food’ stores, but each one has their own characteristics, and most importantly, their own menus. You would be making a grave mistake if you thought today was all there was to it.”

Kaburagi looked thunderstruck by my revelation.

Fwohfwohfwoh! The commoner’s way of life has profound depths!

After we finished our meals, we stood up from our seats.

Oi, Kaburagi.

This guy was actually just going to up and leave.

Your throw your own rubbish away here, dude.

This isn’t the time to be going “I see…” and nodding to yourself.

You better take notes on everything you remember from today.

Because I’m not going to teach you again, okay!?

“Next is the family restaurant,” he announced.

Go by yourself!


Amazing burger advertisement.


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Schizophrenia – Chapter 36

This chapter felt longer. Well, that’s cause it was. (Probably not actually)

 


 

“Your Highness. Just what are you thinking here?”

“About what?”

“The recipients of the invitations are mostly those of the upper nobility. Within all that, Tina alone is the exception here. Might you have any idea, just what that girl might be feeling because of that?”

“What do you mean. What’s wrong with inviting her because I wanted her to come?”

—Ah, this guy’s hopeless. He’s not even trying to understand. Lilia, let’s give up here.

—You’re right. I feel bad for Tina, but this is out of my hands.

Sighing together with Sakura, she turned her back to The Prince. Now that she knew there was no point in any further conversation, she had no more reason to be here. She’d already fulfilled her obligation to show up, so she decided to head back to her room. As she felt an unpleasantness that made her good mood from touring the town earlier seem like a lie, Lilia wordlessly started walking away.

“Wait, Lilianne! Our conversation’s not over!”

She stopped at The Prince’s words and answered without turning around.

“No, it has concluded. Now that I have realised the pointlessness of any further exchange of words with you, there is no longer any reason for me to be here.”

After this she left without saying anything more. The Prince was shouting something or other from behind her, but she completely ignored it.
There was no one who impeded her path of return. Anyone who saw Lilia’s face all scattered like away like a flock of birds. But when she neared the exit there was one person standing there who didn’t flee.

“Mistress Lilia…”

Tina was looking at her with a worried expression. Probably because there were other upper class nobles around, she seemed to be holding back from being too familiar with her words. Lilia gave just one glance at Tina, before passing her by.

“Hang in there.”

“…!”

Tina widened her eyes at the short parting Lilia sent before leaving. Without turning back to see her reaction, Lilia quickly took her leave from the place.

When she got back to her room, Alisa had prepared some tea and was waiting for her. Slightly surprised, she was guided to her seat by Alisa. Taking a sip of tea, she felt a bit of life returning to her.

“Good work out there, Mistress Lilia.”

Just how much does this girl know in saying that? While thinking it strange, Lilia simply gave a small shrug and didn’t respond.

“Might there be any plans for tomorrow?”

“Not really… No, there is actually. But there isn’t anything requiring your assistance, so it’s fine if you guys have a rest. At least take a break on the weekends.”

Hearing that, Alisa had a troubled look. It seemed like she was going to say something, so Lilia spoke first.

“You can take this as an order.”

“Uu…”

“Take a break tomorrow.”

Alisa looked like she still wanted to say something, but soon gave up with a sigh. However that was just giving up, and didn’t mean she had accepted it. Alisa seemed like she was thinking for a while, before eventually opening her mouth.

“We shall take a break during noon only. Will that be acceptable?”

“…Suit yourself then…”

She was wondering just why she was so opposed to taking a day off, but it didn’t seem like Alisa would budge any further than this so she gave her consent with this.

—Lilia, what are you actually doing for tomorrow?

—Not much. Just going to make a few arrangements.

—For Tina’s sake?

—I suppose that’s what it comes down to.

When she answered, she was a bit surprised at her own words. To be acting for the sake of someone else… But, Lilia quickly shook her head. This was just the thanks for lending her the dress. It’s for my own sake, or so Lilia convinced herself.

—It’s a good thing, so there’s no need to deceive yourself you know?

Sakura said so with a cheerful laugh.

The next day. Finishing her breakfast, she saw out Alisa who went to buy things in town, and spent the rest of the morning working on her studies with Sakura. Making do with the snacks she bought yesterday as her lunch, Lilia left her room as well when afternoon rolled in.
When she got to the second floor entrance, the hall once again fell silent. But perhaps lacking in the shock factor compared to yesterday, the people quickly averted their gazes, and bit by bit returned to their own conversations. Even so there were still some who froze just from seeing her, but Lilia paid it no mind and moved her feet.
She arrived at Tina’s room. When she knocked, there came Tina’s voice from the door.

“Yes?”

“Tina. It’s me.”

“Lilia? I’ll be right there.”

Following right after that voice, the door was opened. The face Tina revealed seemed just a bit worn out.

“Welcome, Lilia. What’s up?”

“Well, not much… May I come in?”

“Yeah, of course.”

Tina led her into the room. On her desk, study materials and notebooks were strewn about. So she was diligently studying, for some reason Lilia felt a bit happy at that.

—You’re just like an older sister huh.

—Hah? Older sister?

—Oh it’s nothing.

She didn’t think it was really ‘nothing’ from the way Sakura was happily giggling to herself, but she could tell that Sakura had no intention of answering her so asking would be useless anyways.

“Tina. How were things last night after that?”

When she was asked that, Tina gave a tired smile.

“There wasn’t anything up until I left but…”

Tina turned her gaze to a corner of her desk. There were numerous scrunched up pieces of paper there. With a doubtful frown, Lilia picked them up and read their contents. And instantly, she had her eyes narrowed.

—Lilia, that’s scary. Though I get how you feel.

—What in the world, is with this…

There were six pieces of paper. On each of them words such as ‘You’re not fit for The Prince’, or ‘Don’t get ahead of yourself’ and so on were lined up on the pages, seeming so far off the mark to someone who actually knew about Tina that they could only be shocked.

—It’s a mass produced Lilia model.

—I have no idea what you’re talking about but the fact that you’re making fun of me is clear.

—Then, it’s that. The mass produced former-Lilia model

—You sure have some guts there…

 


 

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Lilia


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Hi.

 


 

Sakura was enraptured by the tastes of the strawberry daifuku. Just where did all that seriousness from earlier go? Making a helpless smile, Lilia bought one more and headed for the next shop.
After that they just continued with some pointless chatter as they went around to the shops marked out on Aira’s map. Along the way, they ran into many stores and foods that piqued their interest, but with only one exception they ignored them all. The exception being the strawberry daifuku of course.
And so after circling the entire route and while shopping at their last destination,

“Milady. Perhaps it is about time.”

It was a man’s voice. She recognised it even without having to turn around, as it was one of the agents. Thinking about it, that girl agent had referred to this guy as ‘father’, so were they parent and child? She was a bit curious, but it wasn’t something she needed to pry into so she left the question unasked.

“I got it. I’ll head back after I buy this.”

A small paper box was being wrapped up in front of her. Receiving it from the store clerk, she cracked a slight smile as she headed back towards the academy that was now within her sights.
As she reached the gate, the guard took a glance at her before silently making way. Lilia also didn’t say anything, and quietly went through. The agent had disappeared at some point. And as she returned to the classroom she used to change, there waited Alisa in the in the same fashion as when she departed.

“Welcome back, Mistress Lilia.”

Alisa politely lowered her head. Lilia returned a nod, and put the paper box on a desk.

“Could I get you to bring this back to my room? I’m going to go show my face at the evening party for a bit.”

“Yes, certainly.”

“Ahh, by the way one piece in there is for you, so feel free to go ahead and eat it if you’d like.”

Alisa returned a look of astonishment as she widened her eyes. With a bit of trembling in her voice,

“Is that really alright…?”

“I did just say so didn’t I?”

“Thank you very much!”

Alisa gave an energetic bow. Lilia was a bit perplexed, but simply got her to help change outfits before getting her to return to the room.
When she got back to the evening party, the man at the entrance slightly widened his eyes.

“Welcome back, Mistress Lilianne. Well, I am sorry to say but…”

“It shall be over soon yes? I do not mind. I’ll just be going to greet some people.”

“Please excuse me. Well then, right this way.”

Passing by the man, she entered the venue. Different from when she had left, the place was filled with people. Even now the tables were still lined with numerous dishes.

—Lilia. Not gonna eat?

—I don’t think I can eat any more after that…

—Well, I guess that’s true.

Her stomach was already filled with the various treats she ate as she was touring the streets. She wasn’t bursting at the seams per se, but there was no reason to force herself here.
She felt some gazes and looked around her. She met eyes with numerous people who were looking this way, but they all quickly averted their gaze. While feeling a bit displeased, in order to get her business over with she searched for the person she needed. A sort of gathering of people was being created with said person at the center so it wasn’t too hard.
She headed over and began to walk. The surroundings that noticed Lilia fell silent, and opened up a path for her. It was the usual scene. Within that crowd Tina was there as well.

—Eh?

Letting out an exclamation inwardly in tune with Sakura, she turned just her sight to look towards the rightward area. Indeed, it was Tina. Dressed in an extravagant gown, Tina looked very much ill at ease here.

—This must be that idiot prince’s doing eh.

—Really… How worthless…

Give a bit of thought to Tina’s situation! Lilia could now see the trials this thoughtless Prince puts her through. Tina did certainly come from a house of barons, but that wasn’t at the status to be invited to an event put on by the royals. Surrounded by essentially nothing but upper class nobles, just what kind of mental state was she in by being in the middle of all this? The Prince might just think that she would decline if she didn’t want to go, but there was no way the baron class Tina could turn down an invitation from a prince.
So he can’t even comprehend such a simple thing, Lilia felt some slight disappointment, as she came before the one she was looking for, The Prince.

“Lilianne. What did you come for.”

With those being the first words out of his mouth, Lilia couldn’t help but make a bit of a frown. The surroundings also let out voices in confusion. Lilia quickly stuck a smile on her face,

“My, after sending over an invitation, those words are a bit much.”

Even a sneer was still within the definition of being a ‘smile’.

“It’s not like I invited you because I wanted to. They were just persistent in not leaving out anyone from a duke’s house from the invitations.”

“And it’s not like I wanted to come either you see. But it wouldn’t do to not answer to an invitation from the royal family no? Even though I didn’t even want to have to see you in my field of vision.”

The Prince’s eyebrows shot up. Taking in a breath and getting ready shout,

“Might you please try to think about people’s situation a bit more, Your Highness?”

“I don’t want to hear that coming from you!”

The Prince shouted. The surrounding atmosphere tensed up like a spring, but to Lilia it was no concern of hers.

—Well, hey, the place being what it is, you should probably think about your own situation a bit. It’ll cause trouble for your family.

—That’s… You’re right, I’ll be careful.

Somehow calming her heart that had begun to race, Lilia affixed a glare at The Prince. So you’re still not gonna stop doing that though huh, said Sakura with a wry laugh, but she really couldn’t fix that.

“That is so. Without thinking of the place I have said too much myself. My deepest apologies.”

Saying so she lowered her head. Voices of surprise leaked out from the surroundings. That was probably natural seeing the Lilia who rarely lowered her head obediently bowing here.

“Hmph. As long as you understand.”

“Yes. I shall apologise. And with that, I beseech you once more. Please think a bit about the situation.”

Wha-, The Prince was rendered speechless, and then his face was dyed red in anger. Without apologising this time, Lilia took a glance behind her, then quickly returned her gaze to The Prince.

“Your Highness. Why is it that Tina of Baron status is present here?”

“Is that not obvious? Because I invited her.”

“Why?”

“That has nothing to do with you!”

—An idiot. We have an idiot here.

—Let’s stop that, Sakura. Isn’t that rude?

—To who?

—To idiots.

Exchanging some lighthearted banter with Sakura, she felt refreshed and made a smile. Thanks to Sakura, she got by without losing her temper.

 


 

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Lilia


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Chapter 30 – Edim and the end of the Fiend

As I listened to the pale Ortidiot outline the situation, my face took on a similar hue.

Apparently Dryas-sama had told Tilea-sama that the mission would be a guaranteed success.

It wasn’t strange, if you considered our capabilities.

Neither I nor he could have guessed the extent to which Ortidiot would sabotage me.

At any rate, the point was that Dryas-sama would lose all credibility as our strategist if I failed to complete my mission.

It didn’t need to be said what kind of end Ortidiot and I would meet as a result…

Ortidiot was one thing, but I hadn’t done anything wrong.

I activated my telepathy.

『Dalf, urgent transmission to all units. All other objectives are put on hold. Locating the Fiend takes precedence.』

『Yes, milady. I will relay your orders to all officers.』

『See that you do. All forces are to prioritise the search!』

『By your will.』

Done with my instructions, I ended the transmission.

Ortidiot failed in negotiations, so we couldn’t count on Bernande-sama’s intelligence network.

And since Ortidiot himself was useless, I could only rely on my own power.

I was pinning my hopes on the vampire network spread across the Capital, and Jayjay’s knowledge of the underground waterways.

All that was left was…

“Edim! Edim!” Ortidiot suddenly interrupted.

“…Yes, sir?”

Please give me a break. I didn’t expect him to be helpful, but couldn’t he at least stay out of my way?

“Edim, what are you lazing about for!?” he roared. “Didn’t you hear what I said about the Chief of Staff? At this rate we won’t see the morning sun! Hurry up and work!”

He sounded suitably anxious thanks to the pressure.

Stop freaking out, already. You’ll make me panic too.

“Please calm down, Ortissio-sama. My kin are presently searching the Capital. We will sniff out the Fiend before long. I am certainly not idling about, so rest assured.”

“And how long is ‘before long’!? It had better be before the sunrise. If it isn’t done by then, don’t think you’ll get off easy!”

“Yessir. I intended to find him before the dawn, and am doing my utmost to make that a reality.”

“Really? You’ve already let us all down once before. Show me the proof that you’ll definitely find him. Well? Come on! Show me!”

“E-Even if you ask me for ‘proof’…”

Where the hell was I supposed to find something like that?

Just how stupid was this guy?

“What are you dilly-dallying about for? I knew you couldn’t be relied on. Since it’s come to this, I should just level the area and smoke him out.”

Mana gathered around his right hand as he formed a number of magic bullets.

Concentrated magic bullets that spanned as much as 50 centimetres in diameter.

He really meant to level the area.

Ortidiot raised his arm high and made to swing it down.

Ahh, goddamnit! Why did he always…!?

This was just going to make things harder again!

“Please stop! There is a high chance that the Fiend is using the waterways,” I exclaimed. “If you carpet bomb the place then we’ll never find him! Besides which, using a method like that would only draw attention and make the search even harder!”

“And what makes you so sure about that!” he demanded. “Do you think that we have time to scour each of those little tunnels? How are you planning on taking responsibility if we fail!?”

T-There was no reasoning with this guy…

He was being ridiculous.

If I went with his ideas then our chances of success would just get lower and lower.

What was I to do?

How could I persuade him?

As I was lamenting his spinelessness, somebody called out to him.

“So here you were, Ortissio.”

It turned out to be Mühen-sama and Muram-sama.

For what reason had the commanders of the 1st and 3rd divisions appeared here together?

Ortidiot seemed to be feeling suspect as well, dispelling his magic bullets.

“What are you two here for? I’m busy right now. I’m about to undertake an incredibly serious mission,” he said, questioningly.

“We’re here on a mission as well.” They each took a spot on each side of Ortidiot as though surveilling him.

“Oi, what’s the meaning of this? I just told you that I’ve got a serious mission. I don’t have time for you guys.”

“Ortissio, we have been instructed to detain you until daybreak. Come quietly.”

“Haah? Why…? I see. So it’s that damned Chief of Staff again! Are you two fine with following that guy? Don’t you feel any anger at being ordered around by that newborn upstart!?”

“Ortissio, Dryas-dono is the Chief of General Staff. Our superior. Besides which, the one who decided on this was Tilea-sama. Are you rebelling against her decision?”

“N-No, I’m not. That’s not what I…”

The moment her name was brought up, Ortidiot lost all sense of composure.

He must have been terrified of being accused of treachery.

After all, it would make him a repeat offender.

They would execute him without mercy.

“At any rate, it falls on us to remain with you until dawn. Do not attempt to escape,” warned Mühen-sama.

“D-, Damn that bastard! I was given a mission of great importance…”

“This one wonders why you cannot fulfil your duties with us here.”

“It’s vexing and stifling. Stop causing me trouble,” Ortidiot demanded.

“Listen here. We were given a mission to detain you. You are the one causing us trouble,” argued Mühen-sama.

“Y-You dare!? Do either of you understand just how serious this situation is!?” Ortidiot raged.

Well, there went my shackles.

I would leave him to them while I withdrew from here.

The first order of business was getting a grasp of the situation.

So far, nobody had approached any of the city gates.

I was certain that the Fiend was still in the city.

If we scoured the city we would eventually find him.

The real challenge was our battle against the time.

Periodically I would communicate with Dalf, Cass, Jin, and Jayjay, in order to narrow down our search.

In the periods in-between, my vampires were searching left and right for our target.

It finally happened a few dozen minutes since the search began.

An incoming transmission from Dalf.

『Dalf? Have you found him?』

『No, but there is something I wish for you to hear, milady.』

『Well?』

『Every member of the Evil God Army below the division commander level has taken formation outside the city. Even members far away are converging on the Royal Capital.』

『W-What did you say!? Are those supposed to be reinforcements? But Ortissio-sama said that the mission would be conducted with only our current forces…』

『They appear to be taking separate movement from the units assigned to prevent the Fiend from escaping. If anything, it appears that they are blocking the entire city.』

The entire city? Every member…?

!?

Don’t tell me!

『Dalf, are they taking formation at each of the city entrances?』

『Exactly so. It appears that they do not intend to let a single ant escape.』

I-, I knew it.

This was a Bazooka Call[Magic Bullet Salvo Fire]…

Only the Viceroy, General Commander, and the Chief of General Staff had the right to order one.

Besides Tilea-sama, nobody could stop this once the order was given.

It was volley fire from every member of the army below the division commander level.

Tens of thousands of magic bullets from the monsters in our army.

It would turn the Royal Capital into a wasteland where nothing would grow again.

W-What a terrifying person D-Dryas-sama was…

It seemed that if our mission failed, he intended to kill not just the Fiend but all of us as well.

Haha, this was insane.

Whether or not the Royal Capital would be annihilated was resting solely on the results of this mission.

I suppose this just showed how angry Dryas-sama was.

Usually he was the very picture of calmness, always picking the most efficient ways of doing things. For him to choose a course of action like this… I could only say it was because of his strong devotion towards Tilea-sama.

I had no time to waste.

If I didn’t quickly find the Fiend, I would have no future.

■ ◇ ■ ◇

Haah, haah, haah…

Fuck, why must an aristocrat such as I sneak through the sewers like this!?

In the dim, dirty, underground passage, Gordon was running as fast as his legs would take him.

To begin with, what the fuck was that vampire girl!?

Breaking into my estate out of the blue, slaughtering skilled subordinates by the dozen! And apparently even Nyger, my most reliable servant, was killed by that girl. The fact that he hadn’t teleported and caught up to me is proof of this.

The demon race… Half a year ago they attacked this city. I had heard that the country’s forces somehow drove them off, but…

Damned Public Security Force. If you were going to kill them off, then you should have finished the job!

As he ran, he began cursing up a storm.

Everything was fun and games just a few days ago…

The reigning monarch, King Arcudas III, had originally exiled Gordon from the country.

Although Gordon was an influential noble, there was no ignoring the punishment for his numerous misdeeds.

In the end, Gordon had been driven to spend the rest of his days under house arrest in some rural backwater.

There, Gordon had spent day after day in resentment and gloom.

The women were poor.

The food was poor.

The longer he spent there, the closer he came to exploding.

Gordon was unresigned to spending the rest of his life in a hole like that.

He slew some of his retainers for fun, and turned women into toys, but none of it improved his mood.

So there he stayed, stewing in anger and depression until half a year ago when something changed.

The result of the demonic raid on the capital was the annihilation of the Public Safety Force, and a plummet in the dignity and authority of the royal family.

From that moment on, Gordon began sending spies out to gather information.

Before long, he received a report that the King, once stern and driven in his governance, had now become an empty shell.

Sensing his chance, Gordon returned to the Royal Capital of his own accord, yet no rebuke came from the King.

Truly, the attack from the demons had taken a toll on him.

Gordon himself had heard about how the Public Safety Force, created under the personal oversight of the King himself, had been massacred almost to a man.

Of course, all Gordon felt was mocking satisfaction, having once been on the receiving end of the power of the royal family.

Gordon began suppressing his old political enemies, and threw the King’s loyal protégé, Remilia, into gaol.

With everything in place, Gordon had gathered up numerous beauties and was just about to vent his years of frustrations into their bodies when this happened!

Gordon had been forced to escape with only the clothes on his back, so his assets were all back at the estate.

Worse, the expensive mercenaries he hired had all been killed.

Accursed demons! You could have at least done some good and attacked the royal family instead!

Nyger was not with him, but it was for these kind of crises that he had needed Nyger.

Instead, Nyger’s subordinates, his household guard, were guarding junctions of the waterways.

Right now they were all he had left besides what he was wearing.

Remember this. I’ll definitely be back to make you pay for this! he thought darkly, swearing to himself that he would return to the Royal Capital to return this suffering in multitudes.

Despite his dark determination, however, he was beginning to wonder how long he had to run for.

He had made countless turns already, simply trusting to follow the directions his subordinates had given.

But was everything okay?

“Oi, when the hell do we reach the gates? Find me a shortcut or something, I’m tired!

“My sincere apologies. We have sent out scouts to each of the four city gates in order to find a safe route. Please bear with it a little longer.”

“Fuck, and just how long is a ‘little longer’? It smells in here. I want to be free of this place right this minute.”

The nature of the tunnels being what they were, the stench around them was pervasive.

Worse yet, the running had led to no small amount of splashing, so his trousers were stained with sewage and muck. It was truly an unbearable state of affairs.

“Gordon-sama, I’ve just received reports of a suspicious group of some kind. Please endure this until we can confirm your safety.”

“Kuh! I need a woman to fuck or I’ll go crazy. You lot, go bring me some,” Gordon demanded.

“That is too risky, Sir,” the guard protested. “What would we do if news of your location leaked?”

“Worry not. When I’m done with them I’ll kill them. I just want to have a little fun while I’m waiting. If that’s all, then go bring me some!”

“S-Sir…”

“My mood is very poor right now. I trust that I needn’t explain what will happen if I hear any more backtalk?”

“U-Understood. I’ll have some brought for you this instant.”

Sensing his mood, Gordon’s subordinates immediately made themselves busy.

Gordon sat down with a thud, irritated.

As filthy as the ground was, Gordon was exhausted.

Before long he placed his head in his hands and lay down.

I could have been in bed, indulging in beauties right now.

This is all that vampire girl’s fault. What a waste. So many beauties I hadn’t gotten around to yet. Probably all dead by that vampire’s hand by now. I should have just had them the moment they arrived at my estate. It feels like my prey got snatched away now.

And tomorrow morning I was supposed to have had that village girl, Tilea. I was looking forward to that little gem too. Easily one of the top three women I’d have ever abducted.

If I’m not to have her, then it would be better for her to die to that vampire.

As he gnashed his teeth in vexation, he heard the sound of footsteps.

Probably his men coming back.

Gordon rose to a seated position, and looked towards the sound.

As expected it was his men.

More importantly, there was also a girl.

“We’ve returned, Gordon-sama.”

“Too slow,” he chided.

“Our utmost apologies. It was difficult to stay in hiding, and it took a while to find somebody you’d be happy with,” the man apologised.

“Look at our situation. Even I have some sense,” Gordon scoffed. “I can endure settling for somebody a bit more base, for now at least.”

“…”

“Why have you fallen silent for? Bring her forward!” he demanded, and his men complied.

As he cursed his slow and dimwitted subordinates, Gordon noted that being a hair’s breadth away from death all this time had made him even lustier.

Perhaps the threat of death had provoked some biological imperative to have offspring.

At this point, Gordon would have happily devoured a bumpkin girl. Even if she begged or screamed, he was determined to have her.

A cruel smile crossed his face as he reached out to disrobe her, but then he stopped.

Mn!? Come to think of it, this is strange. This girl should have been forcefully taken, so why isn’t she screaming or crying?

This time, he gave the girl a closer look.

The gloom in the tunnels obscured the details, but from what he could tell, her face was pretty enough.

Gordon thanked his good luck.

She was so pretty in fact, that had circumstances permitted he’d have taken her with him alive.

“You can consider it a great honour for a low-born girl like you to be――”

“I’ve finally found you.”

“Hiie!”

T-That voice… He knew that voice.

And those clothes… as well as that face…

Why hadn’t he realised earlier?

I-It’s the vampire giiiirl!

“Y-Y-You lot, i-i-it’s a demon,” he stammered fearfully. “She’s a vampire! Drive her back!”

Nobody seemed to notice.

“What are you doing!? Hurry up and――”

“Edim-sama, please excuse us.”

“It’s fine. Return to Dalf for orders.”

“Yes, milady.”

W-What just happened…?

Just a second ago these men had meekly obeyed him.

What was this complete change of face?

Gordon watched as they obeyed the vampire girl, leaving him behind.

“W-, Why…?”

“No great mystery. Those men are my kin.”

“K-, Kin!? No…”

This was the special ability that vampires had, Gordon had heard. After being sired, the new vampire would submit to their sire.

According to the rumours, even the most loyal person was no exception.

“You really ought to get a grip on that lust of yours. I suppose it worked in my favour this time, but even I don’t know what to say to that,” she said, a little dumbfounded. “You’re literally running for dear life, and yet that mind of yours can still think about abducting women…”

“Shut uuuuup!” he bellowed.

Trying to bury his fear with anger, Gordon drew his sword and struck at the vampire.

But as it came down upon her, she simply grasped the descending blade before crushing it with the same hand.

“Wha-!?”

“What pathetic technique.”

Appearing to be more horrifying than ever, the vampire girl took a step towards him.

There was a pressure emanating from her that he hadn’t felt earlier that night.

Nyger had been right.

During their first confrontation, she had been weakened.

S-, So this was the true power of the demon race…

“Hiie, s-stay away!”

“You petty types never know when to give up and die.”

I-I’m going to be killed…

Drenched in cold sweat, Gordon’s teeth chattered uncontrollably.

This vampire girl had defeated Nyger.

Nyger, who some regarded as humanity’s strongest.

There was not a chance in hell that Gordon could beat her.

Trying to resist would still end in his brutal death.

Having come to that conclusion, Gordon immediately threw his head onto the floor.

“P-Please have mercy. I will become your servant, my lady. You can have my money, anything you want, just please spare my life.”

How could he accept dying here?

Even if he had to lick her feet, he’d survive this.

Even being turned into one of her kin or whatever would be fine.

So long as he could keep existing, nothing was off the tables.

“When people begged you just like this, did you spare them even once?”

“M-My sincere apologies. I’ve turned over a new leaf. From today onwards, I’ll dedicate my life to helping society.”

“…That sounds awfully suspicious.”

I see…

Despite being a demon, apparently this girl was just another deluded hypocrite.

In that case, this makes things easy.

To appeal to that ‘better nature’ of hers, all he needed to do was lie.

“I-It’s true. I can sense your great anger at my misdeeds, my lady. The truth is that it was my subordinate, Nyger. I couldn’t go against his threats and was forced into this. I know that some of the blame rests upon me, for being unable to go against my servant. But that――”

“Enough, enough already. Your stupid excuses are starting to remind me of a retarded superior of mine, so just stop it already.”

“I-, I’m not just telling excuses. It’s true.”

“I just told you to stop. I only mentioned your victims as practice in pretending to have a human heart. Apparently you bought it.”

“Huh?”

What on earth was she saying? A human heart?

Gordon couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

“Basically, the farce ends now.”

“D-Does that mean that you will spare me?”

“Look, whether you repent or not is nothing to do with me. All that matters is that my lady wants your head. It doesn’t matter to me if you’re a saint or a devil.”

“T-That can’t be. Please, please find it in your heart to have mercy. If you aren’t angry at me, then please give a chance to explain myself to your lady. Please, please――”

Not angry!? Gordon, do you know how much trust I’ve lost because of you? Tilea-sama, Dryas-sama, even my most beloved Camilla-sama, just how much face do you think I’ve lost in front of them!?” she demanded, eyes wide and crazed, promising murder.

Her face, which he had found pretty not moments ago, was warped into the visage of a devil.

Gordon realised now that no words could change her mind.

I’m… going to die…

The bloodlust emanating from her was a certain portent of his doom.

“Hiie, s-save me!”

Gordon broke into a run, but…

“Gyaaah!”

Something sharp had sent his right leg flying, leaving nothing but a stump below the base.

“It hurts, it hurrts, ugoaah! F-Forgive me, forgive me! Save me, somebody save me!”

Her fury would consume him like a fire.

Gordon’s remaining leg trembled as terror permeated his being.

The vampire girl smiled as she licked the blood from her hand.

She watched Gordon for a while, before suddenly grabbing his head.

“Geez, you’ve really caused me a lot of trouble!”

“Hiigyaaaaaaah!”

The expression on her face was the most frightening one yet.


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