A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 80 The World of Fairy Tales

"Waaaaah, brother!"

In the Metropolitan Police Department's 'special ward,' a little girl named Sato Mako buried her face in her hands and cried in front of a huge hospital bed.

This place is filled with all kinds of high-tech instruments, and top experts are available whenever needed.

However, rescuing the corpse was beyond their capabilities.

"Why,"

"I always said it's pointless to serve the government."

"Kazuma has such a good personality, it was only a matter of time before he died on the battlefield."

Behind the little girl, several of Kazuma Sato's friends sighed, "With great power comes great responsibility!"

If you're really dead, aren't you just a pile of dirt?
The huge hospital bed was covered with real 'soil';
Two human-shaped clay figures, cut in half from the middle, are the last evidence of the existence of their friend, Kazuma.

"Brother, I command you to wake up!"

Seeing that the little girl had been crying for a while, a young man stepped forward:
"Mako, even though Kazuma is gone, you still have us."

"Ahem,"

A weak cough sounded, startling everyone.

"I feel like myself."

The sound came from the hospital bed, from the 'clay doll' that had been split in two.

"There's still a chance to save him."

???

"elder brother!"

"Kazuma?!"

"Don't move him! How should we try to save him?"

A calm young man stopped the others from rushing forward and asked the crucial question.

"I have no idea."

A weak voice came from the clay doll that had been split in two.

This?
Shashasha,

"let me see,"

A steady voice came from the side, along with the sound of tentacles wriggling.

"Mr. Tree?"

The one that arrived was the large tree with the IV drip attached, now bearing another long, gruesome wound. However, despite its terrifying appearance, the wound was merely a tear in the bark, demonstrating the tree's formidable defenses. Of course, the more important reason was that the 'princess' was simply nonchalant.

"Perhaps I can help."

As it spoke, the tree raised its 'arms'.

A 'hand' made of tree branches covers the clay figurine that has been split in two.

The next second, a large number of roots grew out of the 'branch hands', penetrating deep into the soil and spreading everywhere.

"Huh? Won't this work?"

"Shinko, don't speak."

Under the watchful eyes of the clay doll's sister on the hospital bed, and several young people, numerous roots continued to spread, like 'needle and thread,' stitching the two pieces of clay together.

"how do you feel?"

"Ah, I feel better."

With a slight twitch of his fingers, 'Kazuma' on the hospital bed answered.

"But I still don't have the strength."

"My suggestion is to bury you in the soil and see if you can recover."

The big tree made this suggestion, and the young people immediately nodded in agreement.

"You can dig a hole in the garden next door!"

"Okay, let's go right now!"

Seeing that her 'brother' seemed to have regained some of his spirits, the little girl politely bowed to the tree to thank it.

"Thank you, Mr. Tree."

"No need to thank me, I also need some 'allies'."

They are indeed supernatural beings, but they are not 'strong' enough to control their own destiny; nominally, they are 'external experts' of the Metropolitan Police Department, but in reality, they are just thugs.

This time, the fight against that 'princess' resulted in heavy casualties, making the great tree feel the crisis.

He wasn't a naive person; he wouldn't believe it if he died in battle.

Will the Metropolitan Police Department really protect their children for life?

Or rather, could the compensation be as good as it is now?
"juvenile,"

The facial features on the bark of the big tree fell onto the clay doll on the hospital bed.

"Next time you encounter a battle, think more about your sister."

“You’re right, Mr. Tree.”

The clay doll on the giant hospital bed answered.

Thinking about it carefully, although his friends would take care of his sister, she would be very sad if he really died, right?

"I'm sorry, Mako."

"Mr. Kazuma is awake?"

Soon, experts from the Metropolitan Police Department arrived, and then:
"Can Mr. Tree's roots stitch up wounds?"

"Bury it in the ground?"

"We can give it a try."

Although Mr. Tree considered them to be just thugs, there are different levels of thugs, even among the noble and the lowly.

Those who 'disappeared' on the battlefield were the lowest-ranking henchmen; those who could receive compensation were in the second tier; those whose deaths would be a pity for the higher-ups were in an even higher tier; and these supernatural beings were naturally the highest-ranking henchmen.

If there were no other choice, the Metropolitan Police Department would not have been willing to send them to the battlefield.

Fortunately, the ending was a happy one.

As for those who died in the aftermath?

It was all America's doing!

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.

Bunkyo District,
Koraku 1-chome.

Under the cover of night, there is a very eye-catching building here.

A silver-white, arched dome covers the top of the building, making it look like an egg, hence its common name: Tokyo Dome.

This is a stadium that can hold 55,000 people. It is the home stadium of the Yomiuri Giants, a Japanese professional baseball team, and also hosts basketball and American football games, as well as professional wrestling, mixed martial arts, K-1 events, and music performances.
That's right, this is the ultimate goal for all Japanese idols: to perform on the Tokyo Dome stage.

"Knights, this way please."

The island nation's government officials bowed and scraped as they led the way.

Now, this building is used to house hundreds of knights in gleaming silver armor.

The other party called themselves the 'Silver Kingdom' and were all dressed in silver armor, so this place was perfect for entertaining them; as for the prince and princess? They were at the 'Tokyo Dome Hotel' next door.

The Tokyo Dome Hotel, although only a four-star hotel, is not inferior to a five-star hotel: this 43-story building hosts many people who come to Tokyo Dome to participate in competitions, watch games, and perform, so its star rating is not set too high.

In the huge banquet hall on the top floor, hundreds of people had already arrived.

This banquet hall was originally designed in the style of Western European classical architecture, and now it has been hastily decorated by a famous artist. Various decorations and murals from hundreds of years ago are on display, and everything you see is luxurious and everything you hear is precious.

But nobody cares about these things.

Diplomats and cabinet members from various countries waited in formal attire, arm in arm with beauties of all kinds, but their eyes kept drifting towards the entrance.

"Prince Silvershine and Princess Consort have arrived!"

As the announcement was made, guards in Western classical military uniforms opened the door.

Clang, clang, clang.

The sound of armor rubbing against each other filled the air, and a dazzling golden color caught everyone's eye.

"Darling, watch your step."

A tall, imposing prince, clad in golden armor, with a flowing red cloak, high eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and blond hair, led 'Cinderella' into the hall.

Even though 'Cinderella' was still dressed in her dusty clothes, no one dared to look down on her. "Your Highness,"

"Welcome, both of you!"

Everyone in the hall took off their hats, bowed their heads, touched their chests, bent over, knelt, and paid their respects.

The male and female protagonists of Grimm's Fairy Tales, the prince and princess!

She was also the main character of the banquet.

In a flash,

The entire hall suddenly felt 'lower' because only these two people were qualified to look down on everyone.

As the two walked to the center of the hall and turned around, the prince gently waved.

"Please rise, everyone."

"The princess and I are guests from afar, so there is no need for formalities."

"Thank you, Your Highness,"

"Praise be to your wisdom."

Diplomats and dignitaries from various countries showered him with praise, their expressions so sincere as if they were seeing their lifelong idols, causing Inoue Kaori, who had just entered the hall, to rub her temples.

"Director, can I go home and sleep now?"

"Ms. Inoue,"

Director Fujita smiled wryly and made a low, humble request.

"I'll take up a little more of your time. After all, only you can keep that person calm."

princess.

That 'prince' seemed so perfect: incredibly handsome, terrifyingly powerful, decisive, and effortlessly charming. Such a person would be easy to deal with. But if the princess were to throw a tantrum, everyone present from various countries would have no choice but to kneel and await their doom.

No matter how 'strange' Inoue Kaori's fighting ability was, she ultimately defeated the princess and established a friendship with her.

In this situation, the banquet would not be able to proceed without Kaori Inoue.

"All right,"

Sighing helplessly,
Kaori Inoue glanced to the side and walked straight there.

"Photon, you're here too?"

"Um,"

Mitsuko Tokugawa, dressed in a ball gown, raised her glass.
"I got this thanks to you."

"Come on, you know I don't like these kinds of occasions."

The two girls exchanged a smile; with their best friend by their side, it wasn't so hard to bear.

But soon——

"You two, may I join?"

A voice rang out, and Kaori and Mitsuko turned around to see 'Cinderella' walking over with a wine glass in her hand.

"Of course, Cindy."

Kaori Inoue introduced the two to each other.

"This is my dear friend, Tokugawa Mitsuko."

"this--"

"Nice to meet you, Miss Cinderella."

Tokugawa Mitsuko curtsied, lifting her skirt. The male guests at the banquet wore simple yet elegant suits, while the women wore European-style ball gowns: after all, they were entertaining princes and princesses.

Men dare not compete with a magnificent prince, and women have no need to: of course, in terms of appearance, Cinderella was an absolute beauty.

"Since you are Kaori's close friend, there's no need to be so polite. Just call me by my name."

It's 'Cinderella', not 'Xin De'.

The nickname "Xin De" is reserved exclusively for close friends and family.

"Xinde, don't you need to stay by the prince's side?"

Kaori Inoue showed no hesitation in asking this 'princess' her questions.

"Don't mention it,"

At this point, Cinderella turned her head slightly.

"When men get together, the topic is always those important military and national affairs."

Although she was working hard to improve her skills, she ultimately couldn't adapt to those verbal battles and cold-blooded interests.

So,
The two girls looked up and, sure enough, saw a group of nobles surrounding the prince.

"food?"

The prince, holding his wine glass, smiled and took a sip.

"No, my kingdom doesn't need it."

?

This answer surprised many countries that wanted to use 'food' to make friends.

The era depicted in Grimm's Fairy Tales was around the time of the First Industrial Revolution. In that era, food, even if not a scarce commodity, was a form of hard currency. So why did this prince refuse without even thinking about it?

"Because next to my Silverlight Kingdom, there is a Kingdom called 'Shrafine'."

The prince didn't hide anything and casually told the truth.

"Their country has rivers flowing with milk and honey, walls made of biscuits, roofs of chocolate, and food that is plentiful everywhere."

The Silvershine Kingdom can obtain enough food from the other party, so it has no need to trade with 'this world' at all.

? !
There are even things like this.
No, isn't this the story of Hensel and Greta?
Many diplomats are very knowledgeable and have excellent memories; they can recall things in a flash.

The name "Hansel and Greta" might not ring a bell for the average person at first, but if you mention "Hansel and Greta," many people will immediately recognize it.

The story revolves around a brother and sister, Hensel and Greta, who are abandoned in the forest by their parents due to poverty. There, they unexpectedly discover a 'candy house' built entirely of food. An old woman in the candy house invites them to stay and provides them with an endless supply of food every day. Her purpose is:

Once they're fattened up, they'll be eaten alive!
As I said before, Grimm's Fairy Tales are, after all, fairy tales from the 18th century.

In modern times, it would probably be very difficult to pass censorship.

"There really is such a country?"

The representatives of San Dezi were shocked. Were the 'out-of-the-box' ideas of our ancestors actually true?

Or were the Brothers Grimm actually legendary witchers?
The two were writing in a diary.
"Given your country's strength, doesn't that mean—"

The first reaction of the English representative next to him was:

grab!
My neighbor hoards food and I hoard guns. My neighbor is my granary.

This statement comes from the 'Bosnian War', in which European troublemakers were among the behind-the-scenes manipulators, and England is well aware of this.

"hehe,"

The prince's laughter carried a hint of mockery.

"Food is certainly delicious, but a raging river of honey can be a real headache."

So,
Thinking about it carefully, if that 'Shrafine' kingdom didn't have some strength, it would have been destroyed by the Silvershine Kingdom long ago.

Just by looking at this prince, you can tell that the Silvershine Kingdom is full of martial spirit.

"What about the other resources?"

"Daily necessities, firearms, and minerals."

As long as you can be on good terms with the other party, what can't you sell?

Even in terms of population, major countries don't mind returning to their old ways.

The abolition of slavery was never out of kindness, but rather because capitalists needed cheaper and more 'motivated' cattle and horses!

"Look,"

The discussions coming from over there left Cinderella feeling rather helpless.

Her petty temper was nothing compared to the schemes of these important figures.

"I want to go home,"

Kaori was speechless. Fighting was one thing, but did she have to consider these things too?

It's nerve-wracking.

(End of this chapter)