Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

If the world does not know how powerful I am, how can it know how awesome and terrifying I am?

Therefore, no matter what, he cannot relinquish the power of the media for the sake of his grand ambition of showing off; he must manage it carefully.

Of course, if we're going to talk about it, the way these two forces maximize efficiency isn't through cultivating these media fields, but rather by delving deeper into more efficient directions that humanity can't escape.

war

Starting a war and starting a massacre—no other news can compare to this kind of sensationalism.

Dongjiang had always been eager to make a move, but he still needed to accumulate the strength he had.

He used up all of the Holy Grail in Fuyuki to summon Lucifer, and the Paladin class he obtained as a result was quite powerful. But can this power of holy light from heaven help him launch a war of conquest?

The answer was unknown, but Tsurugi felt it was most likely not to work, and he was also unwilling to do something that was somewhat like using public office for private gain—after all, he couldn't convince himself that this was the right thing to do.

His reckless actions in Fuyuki were based on the premise of protecting the Holy Son and Jesus. It is impossible for him to justify waging war for his own selfish desires.

But pulling the trigger in London would be detrimental to his expansion of media power, disrupting the normal order and leaving him with no ability to clean up the mess. It would only create trouble for himself.

Moreover, he needs a stable, technologically advanced world with a well-established or even thriving media technology industry as his farm.

He certainly wanted his destructive power to become stronger; he liked the feeling of being straightforward.

However, the current Lv2 status is awkward, neither high nor low. This power gives Tsurugi confidence to be invincible, but if it wants to expand, it must participate in or start large-scale wars and killings.

Conquer? He was absolutely confident of that!

But this world is the one he has carved out to control his media power. Large-scale wars inevitably bring large-scale destruction. If he were to destroy this stable environment, it would be extremely troublesome to clean up. And the lack of a stable environment would not be beneficial to the growth of his media power.

Ugh, this is so annoying!

In short, there are so many messy things going on. Tsugumi wants to sweep everyone aside and make this world his own! But the world also needs to be stable enough. He doesn't want to give up his power in the media field for the sake of destructive power.

This world should belong to him, but what he wants is a stable world.

The glory of Heaven is powerful, yet it doesn't belong to oneself; the power of Hell is immense, but truly troublesome; and if only...

He wanted to develop some great power that belonged solely to him, a unique power that was his own.

"Mr. Tsugumi? Boss?"

Miko Yotsuya's voice roused him from his deep thoughts.

She timidly put down her pen; in front of her was a contract with her name signed.

"I've already signed my name."

"Aren't you going to take it back and hire a lawyer—well, at least you should take a look at it yourself."

Tsugumi took the contract, looked at the girl with her head down, and said with great interest.

"I have nothing that you should remember. If I did, I would feel honored."

Miko Yotsuya spoke in a very soft voice, her gaze towards Tsugumi filled with longing and yearning.

It's like the yearning of someone about to drown at sea when they see land.

"And I hope to gain courage from your side. You know, now whenever I open my eyes, I can see endless things."

That's indeed troublesome to explain.

Tsugumi glanced outside. His large-scale purification a month ago had wiped out a wave of poison in Tokyo. It was said that some strange people were secretly searching for the whereabouts of his paladin disguise.

But less than a month later, those ghosts started appearing again on the streets and alleys.

Of course, the large-scale rampage of vengeful spirits that occurred a month ago is no longer happening, but there are still many, many strange-looking ghosts on the streets.

That's strange. Are there more deaths in Tokyo? Or is there some other reason?

However, Miko Yotsuya's talent is indeed interesting—not that her ability to see ghosts is particularly special, but rather that her ability to see ghosts in a world where there are no demons on the surface is an interesting and worthwhile case to study.

"Of course, what reason do I have to reject my devoted suitor?"

Tsugumi smiled and reached out to stroke Yotsuya Miko's chin as if teasing a cat. As she shyly closed her eyes, she directly began to transfer power to her through the Desire Contract.

"Boss, I..."

She opened her eyes in surprise, though the sensation was faint, she could feel the changes happening to her body.

Her vitality became stronger, her dejected spirit improved significantly, and most importantly, she saw some changes inside and outside her body.

"What...what are these?!" She looked at herself, somewhat panicked and embarrassed, as if she had grown a tail, but when she reached out to grab it, she couldn't reach anything.

"It's nothing, just some minor changes that will give you the means to fight back when facing evil spirits."

Tsugumi stopped channeling magic and said with a smile.

"You are a very talented child, in every aspect."

After saying that, he produced a mirror from somewhere. Yotsuya Miko stared blankly at her reflection, which seemed to have become much more beautiful and charming.

"This is...me? Why have I become like this?"

She looked at herself in the mirror, a mixture of surprise and bewilderment, at how much more beautiful she had become.

My skin became smoother, my eyes became brighter, my nose became more prominent, and some inconspicuous blackheads disappeared.

Moreover—she pressed her hand to her chest, where, not long ago, it was just a budding lotus, but now it was a towering peak from every angle.

"This is just a small application of magic. When I have some free time later—I do have some free time now—I can try to teach you some magic."

Tsugumi reached out and pinched Miko's cheek, smiling as she said...

Jianzi's expression suddenly turned shy, and the girl's beautiful legs swayed shyly, her shoe tips slowly darting back and forth on the ground.

Looking at Tsugumi, who was as handsome as a male protagonist in a shoujo manga, she thought of the help he had given her, the safety she felt by his side, and the desire to repay his kindness...

"......Um."

She answered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, filled with girlish shyness and anticipation born from erotic fantasies.

Tsugumi blinked; he wasn't stupid, so he naturally knew that Kenko had obviously misunderstood something.

But since she didn't mind and he had already agreed, Tsurue really had no reason to refuse the little cake that was delivered to her door.

Ah, this is the original sin of desire!

I don't need forgiveness, I am the devil, and that's perfectly reasonable!

He simply reached out and, amidst Jianzi's shy whimpers, pulled her to sit down on the desk.

Come on, let the prison guard teach you how to be a proper female celebrity in front of a tycoon!

"Did you have a good time, Marquis?"

Suddenly, Jianzi raised her head, her golden eyes abruptly turning a dark gold, and her voice instantly transformed into a teasing, mature woman's tone that Tsurugi found somewhat familiar.

Tsugumi looked at the 'Yotsuya Miko' who was teasing her, remained silent for a second, and then mutated in an instant!

"Hey! Wait a minute, wait a minute!!!"

'Yotsuya Miko' struggled in panic, but Tsugumi let out a cackling laugh.

"Child, don't be afraid! You must be possessed by a ghost! Behold my holy water, which will ward off gods and demons!!!"

"It's me! It's Asmodeus!!!" she screamed, shoving the other person.

"Ha! It's alright!" Tsurugi pulled off his belt, lifted it high, and threw it behind him.

"I'll have both of them Omega!!!" Tsugumi laughed wildly and pounced on him.

Three minutes later, Yotsuya Miko—no, Asmodeus—who had successfully resisted, was now huddled in a corner, her face flushed red, and glared at Tsugumi, shouting in embarrassment and anger.

"Terrible, absolutely terrible, you're a complete bastard!!!"

"Aren't you the Lord of the Ring of Desire? Logically speaking, you should be a master who plays even more elaborate games than Slaanesh," Tsurugi said teasingly, standing to the side with her arms crossed.

"You look like a completely inexperienced girl from Xiao Chu Nu."

"Lust has nothing to do with compulsion! It is a pursuit that needs to be aroused, not such a shallow desire!"

Asmodeus, his face flushed red, retorted excitedly.

Hmmmm, that's what she said.

But no matter how you look at it, Tsugumi seems like a pure and innocent girl... a fallen angel!

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.

P.S.: I finally managed to fix it before midnight...

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 98. The Desire Demon King's Loan Contract (Sixth Update)

"Well, what brings my first-generation boss here?"

Tsurugi turned and sat down, looking at Asmodeus, who was dressed and still a hundred and eight thousand meters away, with great interest.

"Or do you want me to call you Your Majesty?"

"I have come to inspect the world ruled by my nobles."

Asmodeus sat across the river like a noble lady, her chin slightly raised.

"Is this the answer you've given us? As a marquis, you don't even have a territory of your own?"

Miscellaneous fish? Miscellaneous fish? ~~~~~

Although she didn't say it aloud, Tsugumi had already read the provocative meaning in Asmodeus's eyes.

It's hard now, it's hard now, my fist is hard!

"I've only been a demon for a little over a month in total," Tsugumi said expressionlessly.

"Besides, no matter what, I can go back to head office. Unlike Your Majesty, I won't end up like you, stuck in a branch office and unable to go back."

"Wow, you've gotten bolder!"

Asmodeus raised an eyebrow and said

"This is your world, your domain. Your power in the realm of desire must be rooted here."

"You're provoking me like this, aren't you afraid I'll completely destroy this place...?"

As he spoke, a dark and terrifying shadow appeared on Asmodeus's face, and mocking, sinister laughter echoed around him.

But Tsurugi remained unmoved.