A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 99 Laugh? I'll be at your house soon.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Regarding everything in the supernatural world
Back home, Qiuyue Lu, who knew everything about him, was quite satisfied.

The island nation's government is quite efficient; the flesh and blood of the 'liger' are being continuously used to produce 'super injections,' transforming carefully selected soldiers into supernatural beings. It's not that the powerful and wealthy are generous, but rather that they too are afraid of death: with a failure rate as high as 45%, how many of them are willing to gamble?

"It doesn't matter, since you're unwilling to seize the opportunity."

Then just wait to die.

Touched his chin,
Akizuki Ritsu has no intention of doing anything.

Once those 'super soldiers' have reached a certain level of strength, new 'supernatural elites' will replace the products of the old era.

Humans are, after all, humans, not dogs. No matter how loyal they are, as their strength increases, they will naturally pursue more: there is no place for those old things on the ships of the new era.

"I'm back,"

Just as someone was plotting to conquer the world, the door was pushed open.

It's Inoue Kaoru carrying a schoolbag.

"After school?"

"Yes, Brother Lu came back very early."

The girl changed her shoes and ran over with a pattering sound.

"Because they are college students, if they want to study, they can spend twelve hours in the library."

If you don't want to, you can skip class for a whole day. Besides, for someone like Akizuki Ritsu with a 'special' status, the University of Tokyo gives him a great deal of freedom.

As long as he doesn't cause any trouble at school, everything is negotiable!

It's already incredibly rare for powerful and influential people to refrain from causing trouble.

"Brother Law,"

"Look at this news."

Akizuki Ritsu is always 'reading books', so Inoue Kaoru likes to tell him about all sorts of things happening online.

Ritsu Akizuki was happy to relax, as Kaoru was around and he could stay informed about the news anytime, anywhere.

His control over the supernatural world is indeed formidable.

But the world of ordinary people is unclear.

"The Koreans on the internet are feigning regret over the island nation's 'night parade of a hundred demons,' their gleeful tone is barely concealed!"

"Let me see,"

Taking the girl's phone, Akizuki Ritsu glanced at it.

Well, the Koreans didn't even try to hide it.

It's normal.
Although the United States withdrew from the island nation, South Korea and the Philippines still maintain their military bases.

These small countries have no chance of joining the 'new NATO' system and are controlled by the United States; if island nations are dogs, then they are a level below dogs: no matter how weak island nations are, at least they have some economic strength.

places like the Korean bar and the frivolous,

That means even the thought of resistance is a pipe dream.

?

"Oh, I see."

After reading the news, Akizuki Ritsu returned the phone to the girl.

"Don't be angry. The Koreans aren't far from the island nation; if things are in chaos here, things won't be much better over there."

laugh?
I'll make you cry right now!
For Akizuki Ritsu, the island nation was his testing ground;

It's all his will, and it's not anyone else's place to be happy about it.

"Who knows, maybe tomorrow when I wake up, the Koreans will be causing a supernatural disaster?"

"If that's really the case,"

In the kitchen, Kaori Inoue, who was carrying food, took over the conversation.

"Perhaps 'we' will have to go and help them."

As Brother Lu said, the island nation and South Korea are separated by the sea. If a supernatural disaster really breaks out there, the island nation might actually have to go and help.

Of course, before that, watching from the sidelines was definitely an option.

"Let's eat."

Anyway, now we are facing supernatural disasters,
Countries don't even know when or how to deal with it, let alone when it will break out.

Leave it to fate.

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.

Seoul Special City,
The place, formerly known as 'Seoul', is located in the Han River basin in northwestern South Korea;
The city comprises 25 districts, covering a total area of ​​approximately 605.77 square kilometers and a population of over nine million, making it one of the most densely populated cities in the world.

It accounts for only 0.6% of South Korea's land area, but its GDP accounts for 21% of South Korea's GDP.

One of the world's top ten financial centers, but also a city that makes you feel breathless.

Amidst the towering buildings, a dense crowd of pedestrians hurried by, their faces tense, with going to work being the main theme for everyone; on any street or in any park, you could hardly see any children, let alone babies.

Chengdong District
"Xia Yan, what did your manager want to see you about?"

In a small apartment, a girl cooking casually asks a girl next to her who is putting on makeup.

"have no idea,"

The girl who was putting on makeup didn't seem very interested.

Her features are quite nice, and she looks stunning when she's dressed up; however, judging from the childishness in her eyes, it's easy to tell that she's between 16 and 18 years old.

"Don't ask. I vaguely heard that her agent told her to go to Gangnam District."

Another girl, who was applying a face mask, spoke up, her tone even more sour than the cucumber on her face.

"It'll be flying high on the branches soon, humph."

Five trainees live in this small apartment.

That's right, it's the so-called 'Idol Producer': but unlike the 'stars' that some people think of, they are at most 'star trainees', and the kind of 'consumables' with a failure rate as high as 99%.

This city adds tens of thousands of trainees like these every year; but only a handful actually get to appear on screen.

The stages were all in commercial streets, nursing homes, and factory parties—the little money they earned each month was mostly taken by the agency, not even enough to make ends meet.

For example, the girl named 'Xia Yan' works part-time as a cashier.

In the small apartment,

Five such 'trainees' were crammed in.

The agency's explanation was that they wanted to spend a lot of time together to build rapport.

The result was intrigue and backstabbing, like crabs in a bucket: if anyone tried to climb out, the others would hold them back.

Many people believe that as long as you have no conscience, you can make a lot of money.

In this city, there's more than just this to let go:
"Do you think we can become stars?"

The girl, now fully made up, turned to ask her companion who was cooking.

"star?"

The girl was clearly still somewhat naive; after thinking for a moment, she replied:

"Of course we can! We have performances scheduled frequently now, it's much better than before."

The girl cooking was so convinced that it made Xia Yan, who had just finished putting on makeup, feel a little dazed. She seemed to have been like that before, but after working at the company for a year, she often doubted whether this decision was correct.

However, there was no turning back now. They were all burdened with exorbitant "breach of contract" clauses, and from the skin to the bone, they were all "commodities."

Behind the seemingly glamorous life of an 'idol' lies the reality of paying out of one's own pocket for various acting courses, as well as costumes and cosmetics.
These women can't even afford cosmetic surgery; most of them are still "all-natural."

The Korean idol industry is beyond chaotic;
Instead, it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!
Does this kind of life really have a future?

"Hey, Park Ha-yeon!" The girl with the cucumber on her hand had already given up on even maintaining their 'plastic sisterhood'.

"Stop pretending, you're the only one who can be called a star!"

From the moment she overheard her manager telling Park Ha-yeon to go to Gangnam District, the girl's jealousy began to brew and eventually turned into an indescribable hatred.

"Are you going to show off in front of us before you leave? -- Please close the door, you idiot!"

"I"

Besides these two,
The other two companions were busy painting their nails, as if they could paint—no, their nails actually had flowers on them.

"Feel sorry."

After putting on the rented dress, the girl turned and left the apartment.

Behind her, a barrage of vile insults erupted, filled with words like "bitch," causing the girl named Park Ha-yeon to tighten her collar.

Even though the weather wasn't cold, she felt chills all over her body.

"To become a star,"

Is it really possible to give up everything?
Maybe she'll go back to her hometown, but even if she does, what can a girl like her do?
Do you farm?
Sorry, farming is now monopolized by agricultural cooperatives.

Yes, they learned it from the neighboring island nation.

Not to mention the penalty for breach of contract,
"Cheer up!"

"Park Ha-yeon!"

The girl patted her face and muttered words of encouragement to herself.

"Wasn't this day something we expected?"

South Korea's entertainment industry is 'world-renowned'.

After all, there are quite a few male and female celebrities who 'disappear,' 'become depressed,' or 'commit suicide' every year; the glamour only belongs on stage, off stage? They're nothing more than dogs of the tycoons.

But in South Korea, what other path is there for ordinary people to get ahead besides becoming a 'star'?
Clothing, food, housing, transportation

All industries are monopolized by conglomerates.

Every Korean, from birth to death, is inseparable from Samsung.

This is no joke. As a giant with 500,000 employees, spanning electronics, infrastructure, chemicals, energy, machinery, military, finance, hotels, pharmaceuticals and other fields, Samsung Group's revenue alone accounts for about 20% of South Korea's GDP.

It's not an exaggeration to say that Koreans belong to the Lee family.

In this situation, even if an American entrepreneur were to come and start a business, he would have no choice but to submit.

Ordinary people in South Korea have no future.

"Don't be afraid, Park Ha-yeon."

As the girl walked, she continued to encourage herself: or rather, to hypnotize herself.

"Let's just say that's how it is."

I got bitten by a dog!

"Woof~~"

The sound of dogs barking came from the side.

The girl named Park Ha-yeon turned her head instinctively.

"Don't go, baby, it's dirty."

A middle-aged woman, heartbroken, hugged her barking pedigree dog.

The object of the woman's 'dirty' description was a little girl.

He looks only five or six years old.

Her long hair was disheveled and had a dull, yellowish color due to lack of nutrition.

She was wearing a faded gray dress and dragging a pair of obviously adult-sized slippers, standing in the middle of the sidewalk.

"Madam, would you like to buy some matches?"

"Don't come here!"

Upon receiving the match from the little girl, the woman holding the dog suddenly screamed, as if she had seen something unclean.

"Whose kid ran away from home? Why don't you just die?"

The woman cursed angrily, then turned and left with her dog in her arms.

"Sir, would you like to buy some matches?"

The little girl turned around and handed the matches in her hand to the others.

However, all the pedestrians seemed to neither see nor hear anything; they simply quickened their pace and walked around the little girl.

A hole was left in the sidewalk.

No one even called the police!

"Hey,"

Witnessing all of this,
Young Park Ha-yeon sighed.

If the neighboring island nation hates old age: it can't wait for those old fogies to ascend to heaven;

So, the Koreans are 'hating small things': Why are children or babies born? Why not kill them!
That's right, that's how South Koreans are. Because ordinary people understand that they have no future, so why bother having offspring?

Not only do they avoid having children themselves, but they also collectively discriminate against others: shopping malls, hotels, and various public facilities in South Korea openly display warnings such as "Dogs and babies not allowed." Dare to take a crib out? Then be prepared to face contempt, hostility, and harassment from all sides.

South Korea has the lowest birth rate in the world.

Seoul has the lowest birth rate in South Korea.

Every year, Seoul police find thousands of bodies in garbage bins.

Even if they are caught and convicted of 'murder,' it still doesn't stop those women from strangling their children.

Because ordinary people can only protest to the powerful and wealthy in this way: when all the cattle and horses are dead, can you still enjoy your high and mighty life?
The answer is:
can.

Don't non-professionals have a lot of cattle and horses?
We'll hire you; if you don't want to do it, there are plenty of others who will!
The powerful and wealthy don't care what race the lower classes are.

"Little girl, are you cosplaying 'The Little Match Girl'?"

Not yet a cold and despairing adult, Park Ha-yeon walked up and took out a few crumpled banknotes from her pocket.

This is her return fare; she probably won't need it.

"Here, go home."

Park Ha-yeon patted the little girl's hair without any sign of disgust as she slipped the banknote into her hand.

Life may not always be as you wish, but I hope you can find it.

A future that belongs to me?
Such words are unacceptable to Koreans.

Besides, she was a trainee who was preparing to 'sell' her body.
"Big sister, do you want to buy matches?"

The little girl kept repeating the same words while pulling open the pocket sewn onto her clothes, revealing a large number of matches inside.

"Then—"

Reaching into the other person's pocket, Park Ha-yeon took out a match and waved it with a smile.

"Consider the money from earlier as me buying this one."

After saying that, he stood up.

It's time to face your destiny.

"Big sister, when you're in despair, remember to strike a match."

"OK,"

With the matches tucked into her pocket, Park Ha-yeon waved her hand behind her.

Sorry, Koreans don't believe in fairy tales.

(End of this chapter)