A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 68 The Runaway Princess from Grimm's Fairy Tales

"Here you go, Senior Sister."

Juice bought from a vending machine,
He handed a bottle to the girl in black sitting by the roadside, and Jiang Kou opened a can and drank from it himself, taking the opportunity to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Vending machines are ubiquitous in the island nation's cities and villages; more than five million machines provide beer and coffee to adults, and cola and juice to young people, making them an indispensable symbol of the island nation.

Even in these remote forest sections, vending machines can be found.

"Uh, sorry, I didn't know it was you."

"No, I'm the one who should apologize."

The girl in black put down the juice, stood up, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

"sorry."

"They launched an attack on you without authorization,"

As she spoke, the girl held up the broken half of the knife in her hands, maintaining a bowed posture, and handed it over.

"I will accept whatever punishment I receive without complaint."

"what?"

Faced with the girl's attitude of admitting her guilt with a "do whatever you want with me" attitude, Eguchi scratched his head.

"It's okay, you can't hurt me anyway."

Such a straightforward truth,

This left Machii Rin, who was bowing and scraping, speechless.

As the saying goes: Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the sharpest knife.

"Your father made the right choice in selecting you."

The girl, so ashamed she wanted to commit seppuku on the spot, no longer knew how to face her father's disciple.

Lost,

Regardless of strength,

Even in terms of temperament, he is far superior to her.

"Speaking of which, why did you attack me?"

After learning that the other party was his master's daughter, this question lingered in Jiang Kou's mind, and he couldn't help but ask it.

"because,"

Machii Rin looked up at the boy in front of her.

I'm jealous of you!

? ?
"From childhood to adulthood, everyone who knows me has called me 'that man's daughter'."

"That's why I practiced swordsmanship from a young age, determined to follow in my father's footsteps."

but--

Talent is a chasm that leads to despair for countless people.

In fact, Machii Rin's talent is not bad: at least in the women's group, it is quite good.

Unfortunately, she was still a long way from her father's achievements: when she first heard about 'supernatural power', the girl was overjoyed, thinking that the opportunity to break through her talent had come.

Little did they know, this was yet another testament to the vast gap in talent.

"Also receiving guidance from his father,"

"You have already cultivated 'qi,' while I haven't."

At this point, the girl lowered her eyes and gave a cold laugh.

She could only use this forced smile to hide her helplessness.

"That's it-"

The bandaged boy scratched his head in frustration.
"Senior sister, don't be discouraged. As long as you show your spirit, you will definitely succeed!"

Jiangkou is a biker gang member, and his grades are always at the bottom of the school, so it's unrealistic to expect him to spout any profound wisdom.

In the eyes of biker gangs, anything is possible as long as you have the momentum.

This is not entirely without reason:
Without getting hurt,
How can we know if the south wall is hard or not?
Even if you say that, thank you.

Having accepted his defeat wholeheartedly, Machii Rin let out a long sigh of relief.

"Alright,"

"Taking this opportunity to let go of this obsession can be considered a great enlightenment."

"what?"

Jiang Kou was completely baffled by what this "senior sister" had to say.

Why give up?

"According to you, my master instilled his 'qi' into my body through battle, thus allowing me to master this power."

Although Eguchi wasn't particularly bright, he had already identified the blind spot;

"Then if I just inject 'qi' into your body, can't I also help you master supernatural powers?"

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"You... want to help me cultivate?"

Even Machii Rin, dressed in all black, was stunned.
She had just ambushed and killed the other party, and even though she was killed in return, she had no complaints.

now--

"Junior Brother Jiang Kou,"

"You are a good person."

"Stop it!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Kou glared angrily and shouted.

"I don't want to accept this 'nice guy' card, take it back now! Immediately!"

The "friend zone" meme originated from the Japanese anime "Slam Dunk," where Haruko Akagi rejected Hanamichi Sakuragi with the classic line: "You're a good person, but we can't be together." It's been a popular and enduring meme ever since.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, please don't be angry."

Machii Rin felt much more relaxed after being angered by Eguchi.

"So,"

"Please guide me in the future, Junior Brother Jiangkou."

"Don't worry, I won't beat you up too badly!"

Such a nonchalant answer left the black-clad ninja hiding in the nearby forest behind a large tree speechless.

"That kid..."

However, this is fine.

Machii Isao had already planned to adopt Eguchi as his 'adopted son'.

If they could become even closer relatives, that would be ideal: that way, Rin would also have someone to take care of her.

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.

Night falls,

"Hmm, that's barely acceptable."

In Banqiao District, at her own "home", Qiuyue Lu is repeatedly writing and revising "As I Write".

Creating a 'world' is no simple task; even a magical Devil Fruit requires constant research. Fortunately, this book is a creation of his ability, and no one can enter or leave it without his permission.

Conversely, if Akizuki Ritsu wants to, he can release the 'story characters' inside.

These 'Homitz' do not possess immortality; once their bodies are destroyed, their souls return to the book.

Perfect for serving as the next 'actors':
Simply reciting the traditional Japanese ghost stories would be a bit too monotonous.

"Let these famous fairy tales also join this supernatural era."

Meanwhile, in the house next door, a figure quietly climbed out of the window; like a thief, avoiding the Akizuki family's house, carefully went out the door, and got into the black car parked by the roadside. "Ms. Inoue, I'm troubling you again."

In the car that started silently, Miya Kana, who had come to pick up Inoue Kaori, nodded apologetically to her.

"It doesn't matter,"

Kaori Inoue considers herself an 'ordinary' girl.
With an ordinary appearance, ordinary grades, and an ordinary personality, even if others think that getting into the University of Tokyo, even with some 'connections,' is definitely not what makes someone an ordinary person.

Moreover, she can make the 'possessed object' serve her as its master and be willing to fight for the island nation:

They deserve our utmost respect.

"If you ask me, I'd just confront that guy directly."

Several 'little figures' flew out from the pistol at the girl's waist; they were her 'possessions'.

"That's right. The other party doesn't seem like an unreasonable person. They will definitely be able to understand and accept the 'master'."

In order to prevent the ordinary young man named 'Qiuyue Lu' from getting involved in supernatural events, their master went to great lengths: but such concealment was not a long-term solution.

Moreover, they were unwilling to remain dormant in the pistol magazine for an extended period of time.

"Heh, how foolish."

The little man named 'Number 2' kept sneering.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together; those who have different ambitions cannot be friends. Ouch, stop hitting me, I'm getting hit!"

Before he could finish speaking, "Number 2" was punched and kicked by the other thugs. He covered his head and squatted down to defend himself while trying to explain:
"I mean--"

Do you think the master's lover will obediently wait at home?

These words stopped the other villains from beating him.

"continue,"

"speak English."

Under the intense scrutiny of the other villains, Number 2 got up and explained:
"Think about it, our master now goes out at night to fend off supernatural disasters."

"But that young man was left at home—"

Alone in an empty house!

"You've got the roles reversed!"

Number 2 looked heartbroken and agitated, but this time, no other villains beat him up.

Even Kaori Inoue and Kana Mitani in the carriage listened attentively.

"Fighting should be the male protagonist's job."

Wait quietly at home.
That's the female lead.

"What will Brother Qiuyue think?"

"How can a grown man like myself be unable to do anything?"

In the end, they will definitely feel sorry for themselves, and then:

"Tempted by the villain, he turned evil and became the big boss, hehehe, don't hit me! Don't hit my face!"

While No. 2 was being ganged up on by other villains, Inoue Kaori secretly clenched her fists.

exactly,

She also worried that if her brother Lu knew all this, he might think things like, "I'm the one who dragged them down," so:
There is only one solution.

That is to make Brother Lu a supernatural being as well!

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.

"Yes, you look very energetic."

Akizuki Ritsu naturally understood the efforts of her childhood sweetheart.

So he is constantly revising the plot and world of "Cinderella" in "As I Write".

As lines of text are written, the story in the book is simultaneously 'distorted'.

Shashasha,

As he writes, not only the book in front of him, but also fairy tales all over the world, the content of a story, are rearranged, changed, and transformed into operatic text at the same time.

Beneath the vast sky, dark clouds churn like ink; upon the earth, armored figures stand in stark array.
The knights in bright helmets stood in formation, resembling an impregnable wall of iron and bronze.

The wandering minstrel lightly plucked the strings of his zither.
The sound was like a clear spring striking a stone.

"I am the singer of the kingdom, and I hereby proclaim—"

"The knights stand in formation like a fortified city, their spears and halberds flashing like a cold forest; this is the mighty army of the empire."

"Hey?!"

For a while,
Children around the world who were reading fairy tales and parents who were reading to their children were all stunned.

The fairy tale books in their hands were suddenly filled with new content on their own:

Before the wandering bard had finished speaking, thunder suddenly roared before the battle lines.
Something hurtled through the air and hurtled towards us!

The singer played the silver strings again.
The singing became more intense:

"Those who tear apart the battle lines are the Gray Tracks!"

The words were still ringing in our ears when the armored torrent bowed down like waves of wheat.

An unknown entity penetrated the formation, opening up a straight and smooth path.

"The one who tramples through the iron cavalry is the one with the crystal shoes!"

Spears and halberds shattered, shields flew backward, and steel armor dented as if struck by a divine hammer.

What sent the knights flying was a slender, jade-like leg.

Stepping on crystal,

Her skirt fluttered like a butterfly.

Elegant, like a dancer fluttering at a ball.

And the knights flying in all directions
Just like the rose petals her dance partner tossed about.

Exquisitely elegant

It is also extremely deadly!
"The jewel of the kingdom, why has it come to this?"

"If it is a royal treasure, why has it been confined to the palace—"

Amidst the chaos of war, the wandering bard still sang loudly:
"The heartbroken prince asked thus:"

"princess!"

But the gilded armor gleamed in the sun, and the crimson tassels on the helmets burned like fire.

A handsome prince on a white horse with a golden saddle galloped through the dust and smoke.

"Please wait! Whatever you desire, I will provide!"

“My dear prince,”

Due to the obstruction of the cavalry, their speed was slightly slowed.

The magical carriage is revealed, with pumpkins serving as carriages and gray squirrels as steeds.

Atop it stood a woman in a long, blood-red dress, her moon-shaped crown gleaming.
Beneath the fluttering hem of her skirt, a pair of crystal shoes shimmered.

"What you promised is not what I asked for."

"Freedom—I will pursue freedom forever!"

Having finished speaking, the magical chariot carrying the princess soared into the sky, crossing borders, traversing the heavens, and passing through—

Book pages!

These two words,

It sent shockwaves through the world!
(End of this chapter)