Tilea's Worries

My name is Tyrea. Beautiful blonde blue-eyed girl. Seventeen. Stunts are cooking. I've been helping you since you were little because your house is a restaurant. My father was an skilled chef, and he was coached by his father. I already pride myself on being a professional cook. When I graduate from high school, I am going to study cooking in earnest.

I have three younger sisters. His name is Tim. She's a beautiful girl with silver hair and red eyes. I'm drowning these three younger sisters. I've been taking care of Tim since he was little while his parents were working at the store.

Sweet sister to her sweet parents. I also have a glorious dream of becoming a cook. I thought it was a smooth sailing life, but I've been having problems lately.

That's about my little sister Tim. My attitude towards me has been cold lately. Well, if that's about it, it's a guy called the Common Rebellion Period. Sadly, but it is the path that everyone passes. I thought I'd shut up and watch my sister grow up. But I started talking about "me" and "stupid people".

This is one of the two diseases rumored to be in the alley.

I didn't think my own sister would get this disease that we're talking about online. But, well, quite, no, only, but if that's all it is, I might say a range of rebellion periods for teenagers/girls.

But things have limits.

Tim doesn't study exams these days, doesn't help with stores, plays nights. And finally, I'm going to run out of school.

When Tim's teacher called, he was so surprised that his eyeballs popped up. Good thing I answered the phone, not my parents. I don't want to worry about my parents working hard all the time. This is my job, my sister.

So I called Tim to preach first. As a sister, she told me so much about her poor attitude.

... suddenly I got hit.

I was told to be disrespectful to human beings.

Domestic violence. I didn't expect you to raise your hand all of a sudden...... Tim's delinquency seemed pretty advanced.

I was relieved for a while. I couldn't move with him beaten and down. You were such close sisters, how the hell did this happen?

I can cry. I can't work my head off in shock.

But I can't just moan forever. Explore the cause when it becomes defective. And it is the duty of the family to guide you through correction.

Cause...... after all, is it appropriate to assume that I was caught by a bad friend?

If it is exchanged with Zhu, it will turn red. I followed Tim to find out who Tim's bad buddy was.

Tim walked into an unknown and abandoned building and was colluding with his friends and thoughtful people. The companions were those with tattoos in their faces, those chained to jalajara bodies, and, extremely, some idiots with full body armor.

Of course some people dress normal, but mostly they dress funny.

What the hell is that cosplay? I thought I'd be more familiar with the cartoon too, but he still seemed like a light geek. This is too deep. Not a single carasillane.

Besides, if you're hosting at a martial arts museum or a Tokyo small site, it's still a monstrous miscellaneous building here.

I'm sure the police are doing it uncharted. They're dangerous. What if it's not an event, it's some kind of religious group activity?

The members also vary from those who have reached the old realm to underage boys and girls to see. A man wearing a full body armor seems to be the mastermind. Everyone praises Hidler.

And when Hidler, his companions and bums cast some suspicious spell, the walls exploded and people flew.

Oh, hey, hey, what a big mistake if you're surprised. I'm sure the explosion used explosives to be used at the construction site or something. I wonder if aerial levitation is a piano line or something. It didn't look like it was on, but the tricks are more or less similar these days. I don't know about Tane, but I've been doing it on TV enough to rot. There's no piano wire up there - that's an old story. Besides, the latest trick was to turn off the Tokyo Tower. These tricks are too blurry to be in a fat, eyed audience like me.

But this group seems to be deceived. I look at a group of hydraulics with glowing eyes. He really seems to think he's using magic.

I'm definitely overworking it. How much do you want to use even explosives? This Hidler guy and his gang are magicians. He seems to be grasping the minds of his members by showing off some of the tricks he often watches on TV.

Besides, he's screaming, "Long live the Demon King" and "The Demon King's Army is back". It's too much.

Huh, what is this...

I don't know how these guys get their members together or work a scam that winds up money eventually, but that's not what I found out. It's worse for a good old adult to fool you. I can't believe I'm caught up in such blatant fraud. I'm asking you to do a little social study. I just can't keep my mouth shut about putting that poison fang on a minor like Tim. It is despicable to deceive a child.

I take out my smartphone quickly and shoot this farce.

Minors abridged. Crimes of incitement, fraud. And I'm sure we'll have to get permission from the state to use explosives. These guys definitely didn't give me permission. The crime of illegal explosive use is also added.

If you go to the police with this evidence, this suspicious group is disbanded. Tim and the others will get sane too.

No, wait. Tim is a minor, and he's a deceitful victim, so he won't be charged. But if the police go out of business, Tim's inside application could be a mess. Even the recommendation may be revoked. Bad behavior involves Tim's future.

What am I gonna do?

I couldn't find a way to open it, so I decided to talk to the senior people I could count on.

Three years of Alkudas High School, Remilia, student chairman, a beautiful and well-trusted person from students. Hiddenly, I am the one who thinks. Mr. Biseph, also vice-chairman for three years. I'm a little on the menacing side, but I can rely on it. Two years, Pratoline in accounting. A typical tundra lady who is a raw lady and twinkly, but is actually gentle.

They're all people we can count on.

I reported to the three of them that criminal activity was taking place near this school. When there is a typical occult con group. Moreover, he explained that the victim has a minor, that it must be carried carefully.

"Really? Any other information?

"Right. I want to know more about the age and characteristics of the mastermind."

Pratrine the accountant, commonly known as your daughter, asks questions. In addition, the chairman, Mr Remilia, has been craving more detailed questions.

"Yes, I don't know his name because he used a pseudonym. Anyway, he's a crazy guy with a full body armor. Age is estimated to be in your teens to twenties, or thirties to forties, or fifties or older."

"That's not presumed, is it?

A sharp penetration enters from your daughter. No, that said, he's wearing armor all over his body. I don't know how old you are. Yeah.

"Anyway, Hundreds of Hears is only at first sight. Look at this."

I'll show the three of you the smartphones I shot. Of course, Tim doesn't show it because he doesn't want to prove where Tim is playing at night.

Remilia and the others are watching the video I took to eat in. In the video, he says Long Live the Demon King and gives out flames and water. It's a watercraft. Fine art for a con group. Furthermore, it even holds it in the camera until a wall explosion using explosives. These scam groups are compiled by Governor Hidler, plus an executive named General Six Demons, who wants to revive the Demon King.

Patimon, I can't wait. You used to get a bunch of members together with this slogan.

The three of you will be frightened. I watch the three of them watching the video.

"It's real"

"It's real."

"No, it would be a fragrance!!

I accidentally put in a scratch.

What are you talking about?

Did you fool me with such blatant tricks for my first year of excellence? Did you really think these guys were demons?

Young ladies and Biseph talk about hissohisso like "Is the Demon Clan still back" or "What's the power of this one..."

What, these guys were sick too?

No, I can't talk to these guys now that I know they're in the same hole. Rather, there is a good chance that mummy removal will become mummy.

"Huh - do I have to call the police anymore?"

"You better not do that"

Mr. Bicef will advise me in my own words with a serious face.

"I did see some of the members look like students. I know it ruins their path if they turn it off to the police. But..."

"That's not the problem. My life is in danger. Because the police can't handle it."

"Huh? Is that even what these guys call terrorists?

Those are the criminals who did use explosives and stuff. Maybe these are dangerous international terrorist groups?

"It's more dangerous than terrorists"

"No, no, then even the militia can't crack it down!

"That's right. These guys are pretty dangerous."

"Then, all the more reason to call the police!

"Tilea, don't get too close to these guys. These guys can't even do it in the military. Leave the rest to us."

"Yes? What will Mr. Bicef and the others do to those more dangerous than the army?

"... I don't think Tyrea knows what it is. But I want you to trust us here."

That's what Mr. Biseph says. He puts his hands on my shoulders and stares at me.

Oh, I have no idea. What, that face like going up against a meteorite in Al Gedon from now on! The attitude is that I'm going to be a hero now.

Or are you playing this little play because you want to touch my shoulder?

I can't count on these guys anymore. I thought you were a little grown up and dependable, but I can't believe you acted like such a child stained. I hope Mr. Remilia is cute.

Anyway, I just have to work it out on my own.

The next day…….

I'm heading to the Miscellaneous Building. Tim hasn't returned since. It is an unauthorized stay on the way home in the morning. I haven't even contacted my family worried. If the deterioration has already progressed so far, I'm hungry, too. You can get out of the police shack. The path is second. First, I'm gonna slap Tim's sexual roots back.

I make up my mind and go inside.

Observe the perimeter. Looks like we've had more members since then. Tim is treated like an executive next to a group of scammers who said Hidler or something. He had slanted himself Camilla the Six Demons, and had commanded him to do so.

I was even putting out a fire, let alone floating in the air.

Oh, Tim's become a hi-go girl.

Tim's doing this trick means he turned to the deceiving side. I agree with the scammer Hidler and have him seed the trick, and he's responsible for one stick of the scam. Perhaps it's about Tim, so he's taking on half the play. It's not acceptable because you're stressed out about how much grades and paths you're taking.

I'm sorry, half of it's your sister's fault.

I haven't talked to Tim lately because I've been studying cooking. So, I missed him and added stress to my exams and learned to play this bad game.

Tim said to a large group of adults, "Daimyo!" or something like that. I guess I enjoy singing myself a superior demon tribe.

Ugh, I can't watch anymore.

"Make yourselves magical!

That's what I show up to be a bunch of demons.

"What, you are!

"We should have had a bond. From where?"

A bunch of people who suddenly showed up to me. "The world" or "There's a human flair!" or two languages are painful as they interact.

"Sherlap! I can't believe what you're doing. I'm looking forward to it!

"You think it's evil?

Fraudster Hidler asks in a dignified voice. The glance that emanates from the gap in the iron mask is awesome. That's powerful. But you're scared!

Inside his pocket is a smartphone, and he can calculate to call the police with one shortened button. If you have to, I'll rope them all.

"That's right. Fraudster. You know the underage by talking about demons and the resurrection of demons and kings. It's a fine crime!

"Goddamn, think about what you're going to say... you stupid human being. You think this power is a monster?

With that said, I wondered if a ball of light had come out of Hidler's hand, and that shattered against the wall. The surrounding faces, especially the young people, look at Hydler with a look of respect.

"Huh - I don't know if you guys have ever taken it and seen a drama at all. It's such a farce, farce. It's a trick with explosives anyway, isn't it? What you don't know about the stuff you get out of your hands is that you're a professional magician. Well, I've seen more amazing tricks on TV."

I'll explain with faces like Doya. Then Hydler, with a smiling face for a moment, becomes a disappointing look.

"Phew - I've been wary because I've been destroying the junction, but you seemed like a total idiot"

"You're the fool. What is the Demon Clan? You're a good adult."

"The disrespectful! Viceroy Hidler has a human face."

The executives are getting high after listening to my conversation with Hidler. It's a great shape to put up a blue muscle and fly the claw, and its demonic makeup goes together.

I do look like a demon tribe and I'm a little scared. However, the quality of Halloween and Cosplay today is as normal as this. I'll turn to the rest of the crowd around. I look at the minors and the mumps among them.

"Hey, you guys go home quickly. You'd be a real idiot if you had this on you. Mostly, why did you believe this? You've been threatening me with end-of-life theories? Or have you also said the chosen demon tribe or something? It's all a lie, lie."

When I was whispering, Hydler's executives said, "Clean it up!" and a dosty voice comes out. At the same time, a man attacked me.

Well, that's what I expected. It is the mouth seal of the exercise of strength because it almost spreads the story.

"Sweet!"

"Gu Hu!"

I eat a positive fist poke at the pigeon tail of a man who's attacked me. Man falling. Surrounded by stunners. Yes, I'm doing everything necessary for culinary training. Besides, I have learned karate from my karate friends. I would have been alarmed to see you as a woman, but I'm sorry to hear that. I'm stronger than a bad man.

But, well, if it's one-on-one, let's call the police if they still attack us in a group. I'm just not overconfident enough to think I can win multi-on-one.

I can use this situation for now. I was scared when it hit me all of a sudden, but it's our chance to unbrainwash everyone.

"Well, you got it. I was very vulnerable to this demon tribe of men. You were deceiving me. He's just a human being."

I persuade him to stay here all the time. But the reaction is thin. I'm sure you're stunned, but you don't seem surprised to find yourself fooled. Are you rather surprised to see my strength?

"... who are you? Though terminal, he is a clean demon tribe. I didn't expect to defeat that in one blow. Besides, I would have made an instant death level attack on you if you were human..."

It is the appearance of my sister Tim, not the Demonic Camilla. I have a lot to say, but I'm taking him out for now. My father and mother are worried about me staying out without permission.

"Look, Tim, I'm going home."

I try to grab Tim's hand and go home, but Tim doesn't move. I have no choice. I'll take you home half-strong. I try to move Tim around holding his princess.

"Become!?, let go, do what? Mm, uhh, don't move!?"

"Come on, I'm going home. When I get home, I'll preach to you. - Aye!?"

Someone threw a stone at Tim when I tried to take him home. My head is so shocked.

"Bye, silly! Take my Demon Scroll Massacre Extreme Demon Bullet and say it's intact!?"

One man was surprised when he turned his palm against me. Apparently, this guy threw a stone at me. Luckily, they were small stones, intact. But I doubt this guy's humanity for throwing stones at women.

When I look at him, he trembles. The members who watched it snorted.

"Yeah, if this happens, we're all attacking. Ah!

I don't know what to say, but he's been hitting me with a bee about something. Is it like a BB bullet? It's almost painless and looks like a batch of wheel rubber. The ability to kill is a toy for a child with no ability to kill. So everyone, don't hesitate to bump into me.

Mm-hmm. Exactly. I don't even call the police to this extent, but it's bad for a hoax. I can't open my eyes because they're constantly firing at me from now on.

Something's getting annoying. Even good adults can fire air guns at people if they're kids. Whatever I do, what if it hits Tim's face!

I'm already angry. I'm mad at you. Ooh!

"Whoa, come on, man. Hey!!

I leave it to anger to plunge into a bunch of demons (laughs).

……

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Corpses lying cumulatively...... not a bunch of falling demons (laughs).

It's a little neat. There should have been nearly a hundred members. Everyone is down and down. You've done a hundred people together. Tim is frightened by the way it looks.

Right, I'm sorry. Because I only showed my sister's face, which was made of warmth. You must have enjoyed my scene of violence.

Yes, it is. I am strong enough to be solicited by the master of karate. He said it was enough vessel to win the Karate Capital Games. Yeah, it looks like it blossomed.

Now... I grab the falling hydler's face and force him to slap me up.

"Do you have anything to say?

I urge Hidler, the mastermind, to say a word of reflection.

"Ko, this power, ah, you..."

"Yeah?"

"Was he the Demon King?

"I'm not dead!

I take Tim with me when I put a stubborn blow in.

A few days after that......

Changes have happened to me. Apparently, I was the Demon King. I love the detailed circumstances, but the strongest and worst, legendary demon king who dominated the seven continents in ancient times... lost the battle with the gods in the end. The Legion members of the Demon King's Army were sealed at that time, but after thousands of years they were resurrected in modern times. I'm a few days late, too, but my memory's back.

Except... I'm not like the demon king I was.

I did get my memories back. But it was exactly like watching a movie on a DVD. Somewhere else. Well, in my case, when it was sealed, the gods screwed up my soul. I wonder how threatening the Demon King (I) was to the gods, shattered to the point that there was no more. So restructured souls are completely separate. The hegemony and ambition that existed with the Demon King at that time were utter tears. Rather, it seems a miracle that I had memories of the Demon King era. My soul was just fine.

So... Being a former Demon King, I summoned all the Demon Kings. Let's see, these Demon Kings don't know what they're going to do. Stab the nail.

"It's been a long time."

"" Ha! The Resurrection of the Demon King is as delightful as it is. ""

All six demon generals and their men, executives, including Governor Hidler, are drooling their heads.

"Okay, well, I didn't call you anywhere else."

"Ha. I know. It's the decree of world domination, isn't it?

"Oh. demon king resurrection, let's control the heavens in this eye-catching year!

Soraki. After all, the thoughts of these battle idiots are well understood.

Let's get this straight. I don't have any shards of ambition like conquest of the world. The gods have rebuilt my soul. Humans and animals are harmless. Now I am... like the guts of a man who used to be a namesake evil, who received special instruction in prison and corrected it. I want to live in peace.

Stop them before they act annoying to the public!

In front of me, he said, "In war! Kill them all!" is filled with exciting legions. You don't have a moderate.

I slap Concon and the table with my fingers.

Listen to my signal, quiet legions. It was commonly used in the sense of quiet by my men who were incandescent in arguments during the Demon King's Army. Legionnaires also remembered old memories. Legionnaires turn to me at once and wait for my words.

"Ah, you guys, I've been talking about heaven, heaven, what exactly are you going to do?

I ask the Legionnaires questions. Then the Six Demons General Killer raised his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Killer."

I point to Killer and allow him to speak.

"Ha. Then I'll make an offer. First, the mastery of each institution is indispensable. Raid and control the Capitol, the Police Department, militia bases and military installations."

"General Killer has a point. And then we need to decide on the troops to be assigned to each country. I was wondering if we should deploy to the US, Russia and the EU."

"Then my troops will destroy the United States."

"Ah, only Camilla squad is sloppy. The US is the prey of our Garm squad!

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Legionnaires who come to express their opinions one after the other on the derision of Killer's remarks. Everyone pulls out all the brave things. Do it, I want to fight the US. But do it. I'll destroy the Pacific fleet.

"Huh, you guys. Incandescent is fine. But stop! You guys are licking the world."

"Yes, no, that's not..."

"No, I'm licking it! This isn't a medieval world of swords and bows. High tech technologies like pistols and machine guns are spreading."

"A pistol bullet doesn't work on our demons!

Ouhon, an intermediate demon, answers my remarks with his chest stretched.

"Right, sure. For the Demons, artillery is like bean cannon. But even if the pistol doesn't work, you'll die if you get shot in a bazooka or a tank."

I teach Ouhon. Ouhon gets poked at the drawing star and holds his mouth. I guess the other legions feel the same way. He looks bitter.

"Demon King, I'll let you crush it whether it's a bazooka or a tank!

The Six Demons General Garm barks. It certainly doesn't work if even the advanced Demons are at the top of the list at the level of the Six Demons, it would be a tank or a bazooka.

"Well, most weapons can be deactivated at your level. But what about missiles? Tomahawk, if you get shot, you're dead."

Garm holding his mouth to my spicy words. I guess the other Six Demons feel the same way. He looks bitter. You guys are really just militants of the same thought.

"Demon King, whether it's a missile or a tomahawk, Wonder Hidler bounces back to see it"

Hidler in the front row overflows the hegemony and responds.

"Right, you're special among demons. It has vessels that do not fall within the category of advanced demons. The most powerful demon clan itself. You'll make him try to take the missile and throw it back as far as the other country he shot. But how about a nuclear missile? If you get hit by a nuke, no matter how sturdy you are, you'll die."

"Oh, that's..."

"Hey, science licks."

"Oh, does even that demon king bow his knees in front of the nucleus...?

"Well, I guess I'd be okay with a couple of nukes."

"Oh, then!

"Don't be quick about it. That's right. I'd suck if I got shot hundreds of times anyway if I had a few too. If it's a bad hit, you're dead."

"Oh, really?

"Yeah, even I die. And it is the United States that holds those hundreds of nukes. America is the one with a weapon that can kill me. Do you understand the status quo?

"Then you'll have to take control of the base before they shoot you in the head."

"You know, what do you do with such a hindhand? And America isn't the only one with a nuke. Even Russia has China. I'm the only one who can stand the nukes in that situation. How long have you been stuck with me?"

Legionnaires. Keep folding.

"It's been that way for a whole long time, hey. The same is true when fighting the gods. The Divine Soldiers have attacked the Fifteenth Division, right? How much did you guys handle?

"Yes, it was only about three divisions..."

"Yes, just three divisions. I took the neck of six angel chiefs while dealing with the remaining twelve divisions. Besides, from east, west, north, south, and west, you're under the most intense attack of four archangel chiefs. You know how hard this is? At the end of the day, the angel God appeared and was bound..."

"I'm sorry for being so impudent..."

"I don't want to kudokud about the old days either. But you know what? If I were a Tyman, I would have won that I would be an angel god. At that time, if you guys had taken on one of the Archangel Chiefs, no, you didn't have to say that much more than two divisions, I wouldn't have been captured."

"" I can't even apologize!!

Below Hidler, the legions who swallow and cry. Some are crying out loud. You think you've challenged the Lord because of your lack of strength. They are all about the momentum of self-determination and belly-busting.

Chi, did the pills work a little too well? I'm starting to feel sorry for you. But this place will be a ghost. It's a blow to the ass.

"Yes, you guys are weak. Too weak. And yet war against America? I'm not talking stupid!

"So what do we do?

Tim asks with a heartbroken face.

"Right, for now, Tim, be the best middle school student in Japan. America isn't too late for that."

"Are you the best middle school student in Japan?

"Yes, you are a student, studying exactly first"

"Ha ha..."

"So what do we do?

"Ouhon, you were an architect, weren't you?

"Yes, it was before the Demonic Awakening"

"Then you first become the best architect in Japan"

"... Oh, what does being that best architect in Japan have to do with the hegemony of the Demon King's Army? Unfortunately, I thought it was an activity unrelated to world domination."

Not only Ouhon, but everyone has a hatena in their head.

Right, I guess so. I don't know what I'm talking about either.

But if you keep it in smoke like this, you won't do anything stupid like world domination. If you are aiming for the best in Japan, you will not engage in sabotage activities. Keep an eye on other activities. To do this, let's take the story somewhat forcefully.

"You know - that's how you can't question yourself. There is no way I can disagree with the Demon King. There was no iron code."

"Yes, no, never like that..."

"That's what I'm saying! Doubt the words of the Demon King. Can you unify the heavens with these men? Disappointed already. Tension down."

"Also, I'm sorry. I never meant to buy the demon king's unhappiness. Take precedence over the words of the Demon King. It was the greatest deal for the Demon King's Army."

"Yes, then good luck and be the best architect in Japan. America isn't too late for that."

"Ha. For the Demon King, you can always create an Owhon family to see."

Yeah, well, that's how you work hard and even make an apartment that doesn't tilt.

Then I'll tell the Legionnaires one after the other. Former carpenters, ex-boarders, ex-fishers… we will encourage them to make the best of the way against the various occupations.

"Demon King"

"What?"

"We were salaried, what is it about being the best salaried man in Japan?

Former Lehman's men asking pretty troubled questions. That's not what I know. The president of a big company? Are you the president of the Episcopal Union? I don't know the criteria. But I can't let you interrupt the conversation here.

"Right, the best salarier in Japan...... I'll send you a reference book later"

"Ha. Thank you. Happiness."

All right, comic book salesman Kim Ki-lang, no, no. Those violent affirmative comics could make these guys do just that. I'll give you Shimao Saku, assistant chief.

"Good luck and be the best salarier in Japan."

"Thank you. We're moving forward."

Yeah, well, come out peacefully while you're in office love.

And......

I made a policy to the last one. For the time being, there will be no unification under heaven. It's not the easiest thing to take in Japan on each road.

"Then dissolve! Do your best to encourage work every day."

"" Yes!

All right, I guess I managed to make a paragraph. All you have to do is show a little face and take control.

"Make it weird! Demons!!

It solidifies to a sudden shout.

Les, it's Mr. Remilia's voice. You can't go wrong with the voice of your loved one.

Notice the Aura of Saints gathering to surround the Miscellaneous Building even more. These auras are Mr and Mrs Bicef and the ladies.

Wow, I forgot.

What shall we do about everyone in the student council?

Apparently, my troubles are going to continue.