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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 10: The Forest of the Four Seasons (5)

Chapter 10: The Forest of the Four Seasons (5)

In‌ the world there‌‍ are many races,​ but if one‌ must choose the‌​ one most specialized⁠ in “combat,” everyone⁠​‌ answers in unison.‌​

That​⁠⁠ is the demonic⁠‌ race.

Even⁠‌​ the demons themselves​ admit it.

Horns‌ that sprout from⁠ the head and‍​⁠ bluish-toned skin.

Inverted⁠‍ eyes that clearly​ contrast with those⁠​ of other races.⁠‌

An‍‍‍ innate body that⁠​‍ handles mana naturally.‍

And‍‌ magic of overwhelming‌⁠‌ power compared to⁠​ the rest.

All⁠ of that combined‍‍‍ makes them be‍ called the race‌⁠ of demons, and‍⁠ like true demons,⁠‌​ they live faithful​ to their desires.⁠‍

Title)‍ I’ll give you‌ a history lesson‌​ about the continent‌‌

Before,‍⁠‌ the demons caused‌‍⁠ chaos; now the⁠ elves are the‌​ ones doing it.‍‍‍

End‍​ of the history⁠‌⁠ lesson!

ㄴ It’s true, if‌⁠‍ you look at​‌‌ history the demons‍‌​ were brutal thugs⁠‍‌

ㄴ There’s a reason⁠ a hero appears‌‌⁠ in every era,‍ hahaha

ㄴ If you don’t‍ control these guys,​ the world goes‍‌​ to hell, hahaha‌⁠

ㄴ What kind of‌⁠ life do demons​ live?

In‍ the distant past,‌​‌ for living devoted​‍‌ to their desires,‌ they were famous⁠⁠‌ for their extreme‌ brutality.

Their​​⁠ violence was so‍‍ severe that, to‌​ eliminate and contain‌ the Demon King,​ a Hero arose‍ in every generation.‍⁠

The‍ Demon King is⁠​‌ the king of‌ Mephisto, the demonic‍ nation, and the​⁠​ Hero is a warrior raised directly​​‍ by humans.

Noble​ character and exceptional⁠ talent.

Devout⁠ faith.

And‍‍⁠ immense sacred power‍‌ obtained in proportion‌​ to it.

With​‌ all that combined,​⁠ in the past‌‍ countless conflicts took‍​ place between the​

Demon‍‌​ King and the‌⁠⁠ Heroes, leaving numerous‌ victims.

But‍‌ after a conflict⁠⁠‌ prolonged for so‌‌ long, did they​‌⁠ grow tired?

Or‍‍ did they simply​‍ get fed up?​​

Title)‍‌ Since when did⁠‍‌ the demons come‌​ to their senses?⁠⁠​

For​‍‍ some time now‍⁠ they’ve been very‍ quiet

ㄴ Since they said​ fighting was boring⁠⁠‌ and started that⁠‍​ weird ball game‌⁠⁠

ㄴ Hey, don’t call⁠​‍ it weird! If​⁠​ you say that‍⁠‍ to a demon‍⁠​ they’ll tear you​‌ apart

ㄴ These guys take‍‍ the ball game⁠‍​ surprisingly seriously, hahaha‌

ㄴ It’s not that‌‌ they came to⁠‍​ their senses. They‍‍ once killed a player for scoring‌‌‍ an own goal,‌⁠ hahaha

ㄴ That’s crazy, that’s‌​ crazy

ㄴ Is that why⁠ “own goal” started​‌​ being called “goal​‌ in one’s own‍⁠ net”?

ㄴ That’s why in⁠‍ Mephisto player protection‌ is very strict‍⁠⁠

The‌ demons intensely desired‌ a different form​⁠ of combat from‍‌ fists.

They‍⁠ wanted something just​⁠​ as thrilling and‌‍⁠ tense as a battle.

Hitting‌‍⁠ each other body⁠ to body had​⁠ already become boring​‍ to them.

Thus,⁠ putting wars against​‍ the Heroes in⁠‍‍ the background and‌ after researching again‍ and again, they⁠‌ ended up creating‌ a culture.

Soccer,​ baseball, basketball, rugby,‌‍⁠ American football.

That‍ is to say,⁠ ball sports, sports.‍‌​

At‌‍ first even the‍⁠‍ demons themselves felt​ ridiculous.

Before,‌​‌ they preferred fighting.⁠ What was this‍⁠⁠ about playing with​ a ball?

Having​‌ gladiators fighting to‌⁠⁠ the death, why‍ choose ball games?‌​

However,‌ with the passage⁠​‌ of time and​‍ the development of‍​‍ society and laws,‌​⁠ violence began to‍‌‍ become a taboo.‌⁠

And‌​‍ above all, entertainment‌‍ was lacking.

When‌ a race lives⁠​ with a certain⁠‌‌ mental comfort, it​ seeks leisure.

And⁠‍​ having no alternatives,⁠⁠ the demons had‍ no choice but​​⁠ to take it‍‍ seriously.

Thus,‍‌ excluding drugs and⁠⁠ betting, the demons⁠‍ obsessed with releasing‍ dopamine ended up⁠‌ completely hooked on​ that simple “ball⁠​ game.”

Title)‍‍ So you can‍‌ see how seriously‍‍⁠ they take it‍⁠‍

If⁠​ you mock them‌​ saying that fighting‌‍ is easy, they‍ laugh and let⁠ it pass. Why?‍ Because they know⁠‍ they are stronger.‍

They‌ have always been​​‌ on the level‍​⁠ of the elves;​ they are strong⁠ by nature.

But‍‍ if you mock⁠​ the ball game?‍

That’s⁠‍‍ when they attack​ with intent to‍​‌ kill.

Especially‍ in soccer, since‌‍ humans won the‍​​ championship, their pride‌⁠‍ was shattered, hahaha​

ㄴ How do you​ know that?

ㄴ I mocked a demon while playing⁠‍ futsal and he‍ broke my arm‍‍

ㄴ hahaha

ㄴ hahaha

ㄴ You had it⁠‍⁠ coming

ㄴ Did they pay​​ your medical expenses?⁠‍

ㄴ Yes, but he‍⁠ told me not​ to say that⁠ to other demons​​ again. That I could really die‌⁠‌

ㄴ Do they take⁠⁠⁠ it that seriously?‌⁠ hahaha

At​​ first, as expected,​‌ it was a culture exclusive to‌⁠ demons.

The​‍​ other races showed‍‌​ no interest whatsoever.​

With‌⁠⁠ demons casting magic‍‍ and attacking territories,⁠ who was going‍ to accept their​‌ culture?

However,⁠‍ ironically, the first⁠ race to adopt‌​ it was the‌ human race.

Humans,‍‌⁠ who had suffered​ more than anyone‍ in the long‍ wars against the​⁠‍ demons.

Why?⁠⁠

Because‍ human life is⁠‍​ short.

Generational‍​​ turnover is much​‍ faster than in‌ other races.

The​‌​ generations that remembered⁠ the brutal demons⁠ disappeared, and only​⁠⁠ those who remembered‍​​ idiots obsessed with‍⁠ the ball game⁠‌​ remained.

Thus,‍ exchange with the​ demons gradually increased,​ and by accepting‌‌⁠ their culture, humans⁠‍​ pulled off a master move.

Title)​​‍ From the demonic⁠‍ point of view,‌⁠ this is checkmate⁠

Humans:⁠⁠ If we have‍ a problem, let’s‍​‌ solve it with‍‍ the ball game.‌‌ After all, you‌⁠‍ are very strong,‌ right?

Demons:⁠ Ok, ok, we‍ accept

Humans:‍ But you know​⁠⁠ it doesn’t look‍​⁠ good to make⁠‍‍ a fuss if​⁠ you lose, right?⁠⁠

Demons:​ Why would we​‌​ lose? Haha

Ten​⁠ years later

Humans:​​‍ We won, idiots⁠

Demons:‌‍‌ Shit, war

Humans:⁠​​ Are you going​​‌ to start a war over losing‍ a ball game?‌‌ Don’t you have​‍⁠ pride?

Demons:⁠ Damn it’s bullshit,‌‌‍ but we have‌ nothing to say‍​‌

ㄴ hahaha, they can’t⁠ do anything

ㄴ Does diplomacy really‌ work like that?‌

ㄴ It’s summarized, but‌⁠‍ it’s pretty accurate,⁠‌‍ hahaha

Demons⁠‌ are a race​‍ with pride as​ strong as that‍ of the elves.​​

In⁠​ the past they⁠⁠‍ abused their innate‍​ strength to oppress‍​⁠ other countries, but⁠⁠​ that was in⁠ the era of‍‌‍ barbarism.

Although‌​‍ they spread sports⁠​​ culture throughout the‍ world and their​‌ image improved, their‌​ pride remained intact.​⁠‍

And⁠ humans, cunning, knew​ how to carefully‌​‌ touch that pride⁠‍⁠ to obtain benefits.‌

In‍​ the end, the‍‍ demons fell into​ a contradiction and,‍ with no other‌ option, focused on‌‌ diplomacy.

Title)⁠ A key fact‌‌⁠ here

If​​‍ there had been‍ no heroes, the‍⁠ demons would have⁠ started a war​‌ anyway

ㄴ That’s a fact⁠‍

ㄴ It’s only possible⁠ because both sides‌‍⁠ have similar forces​​​

ㄴ And what are‌‌‍ the elves doing?​

ㄴ Those guys stayed‍ watching with their​​ arms crossed

ㄴ It’s because Mephisto‍ is near human‍⁠‍ territory

ㄴ Those damn elves‍‍‍ never help

ㄴ And now it’s‌⁠ the elves who​ are causing trouble,⁠‍ right?

ㄴ What did we‌ humans do wrong?‍

ㄴ Our ancestors founded‌‌‌ the country badly,​ hahaha

ㄴ We are surrounded​‍​ by countries of‍ other races, hahaha⁠

Of‍‌​ course, all of‌ this was said⁠ half in jest.⁠⁠

Sport​‍​ remained sport.

But‌ by allowing different​ races to compete⁠‍ equally and fairly,⁠⁠ its popularity skyrocketed.‌‍

A confrontation where the‌ use of mana​⁠ is forbidden and‍‌ only the body‍‌‌ and pure skill‌ count.

And‍ above all, the‍‍​ chivalrous spirit in​​‌ keeping with the⁠​ era, sportsmanship, which‍⁠‌ awakened romanticism.

Title)​‌​ What advantage do‍ dwarves have?

In⁠‌ soccer and basketball‍ they are very​ short.

In⁠ rugby and American​ football they don’t⁠​ have the physique.‍

In‍ baseball the strike‍ zone is ambiguous.​

So​​‍ what can they‌​⁠ do?

ㄴ DwarfPassingBy) Make the‍ balls, idiot

ㄴ hahaha

ㄴ haha

ㄴ Do they pay​‍ well?

ㄴ DwarfPassingBy) In big‌ tournaments you earn‌‌⁠ a ridiculous amount‌

ㄴ Were dwarves making‌ the balls even‍ back then?

ㄴ No, they say‍‌⁠ they used to‍ use human heads‌​‌

ㄴ Shit…

Although‌‌‌ dwarves were at‌​⁠ a physical disadvantage‍ and could not​⁠ enjoy it directly,‌‍​ they obtained many‍⁠ secondary benefits.

From‌ the manufacturing of‌​ balls and uniforms⁠ to all kinds​‍ of tools.

As‍‌ the era allowed‌​ it, all detailed‍‍​ work ended up​​ in the hands‍ of the dwarves.​‍

Thus,‍‍​ with rapid industrialization​​ and commercialization, and‌ the holding of‍‍​ tournaments, Mephisto transformed‍ into a cultural‌‍ nation.

An‌‍‍ entertainment that allows​‍‌ one to feel​ joy, anger, sadness,​⁠​ and pleasure just⁠​ by watching.

And‌‌ at the same‌⁠ time, a drug​​​ capable of driving‌ people crazy.

Title)‍⁠ Something curious about‍ beastmen

They‍‌ are the race⁠​ that loves baseball​‍ the most, the​​​ calmest, and American​‌ football, the most‍​​ violent.

Why?‌

ㄴ Suspiciously) What are‍⁠ you talking about?‍​ In baseball they‌‍‌ smash your head⁠​⁠ with a bat‍

ㄴ Damn, that’s already⁠‍ a full-on brawl,​‍​ hahaha

ㄴ Bench clearing, hahaha⁠​​

ㄴ Beastmen have tough‌​‌ bodies, so even‌ if that happens‌ they’re fine, hahaha​⁠

Although‍⁠⁠ it varies by‌‍ country and race​ which sport is⁠⁠ more popular, the‍ fact that Mephisto‍​‍ is the origin​‍ does not change.​

That​⁠​ is why, in⁠‌​ Mephisto, sports are⁠‌‍ completely integrated into​⁠​ daily life.

An⁠‍ entertainment enjoyed by⁠‌ everyone regardless of‍ age, sex, or‍ status.

“Did‌‌ he really miss‍⁠‌ that?! Are you⁠ fucking with me?!”‍⁠​

Not​ even the high-ranking‌‍⁠ figures of Mephisto‌ were an exception.‌

A woman of outstanding⁠‍​ beauty despite possessing​ the characteristic blue‌⁠⁠ skin and inverted​ eyes of demons.‌‍

Her‍ hair, black as​ night, shone with‍ luster, and the​‍‍ curved horns sprouting⁠ from her head‍‌ gave her a subtle charm.

And​‍‍ to top it‍‍ off, a body‌ capable of igniting‍‌ the heart of⁠⁠‍ any man.

She‌​ had no flaws.‍

“Blah.‍‌​ Even I would’ve⁠‍‌ scored that.”

The⁠‍‍ princess of Mephisto​ and heir to⁠‌⁠ the throne of‍⁠ the next Demon​​‍ King, Keirin Rondel​‍‌ Archive.

While‌ watching the soccer⁠ match projected on​‌ a magical transmission​⁠‍ sphere, she let​​ out a string‍ of curses.

Since​‌‍ the birth of​‌ sports, Mephisto had‍​⁠ developed various magics‌‍ to properly industrialize⁠ them.

The​​​ transmission magic Keirin⁠‌‍ was watching was‍⁠​ part of that.⁠⁠ Moreover, its range⁠ was quite wide.⁠

“Does⁠​ that trash really⁠ cost one hundred⁠⁠‌ billion yura? Do​ the higher-ups of​⁠​ Chayu have their⁠​‌ eyes in their​⁠⁠ asses?”

Keirin‌⁠‌ clicked her tongue⁠‍‌ and frowned elegantly.‌ Her expression was‌ filled with displeasure.⁠‌⁠

As⁠‌ princess of Mephisto,​‍ she was a figure revered by‌‌ countless people.

Thanks‍ to her innate⁠‌ power and position,​⁠ she suffered almost‍‍⁠ no political pressure.‍

Because‌​​ of that, if‍⁠ there was something​ she didn’t like,‍ she could apply‍ pressure whenever she⁠ wanted.

But‍‌ the moment sports​‍⁠ were involved, the​ matter became serious.‍⁠⁠

‘I​ understand there’s no‍‌ other option, but​​‌ it’s still frustrating.’​‍

The‍ owner of a club could be‍ a noble.

But‍​ bringing that into‍ the political arena‌‌ meant immediate expulsion.‍‍‌

It​ wasn’t written into​ law, but it​‌⁠ was an unwritten⁠​ rule.

Sports‍⁠ were not just‌‍ for nobles, but​ a culture shared⁠‌‌ by everyone.

Except⁠ in unavoidable situations‍‌​ like war, not⁠ even the upper⁠⁠‍ echelons could exercise‍‌​ absolute control.

At‍ most they could⁠‌ regulate it at⁠ the policy level,‍‍ but any greater‌​ interference was impossible.⁠​⁠

[The‌⁠​ match is over!​​​ Chames United loses‍‌⁠ at home 2–1!]⁠

[Today‌‍ Mos Village will‌ be celebrating. They‌⁠ are one step‍​ away from the⁠ long-awaited Challenger League.]‌⁠‍

[Meanwhile,‌​ Chames United barely​ manages to stay​‍ on the table.‍ What will coach‍⁠‍ Horen do…?]

“Damn​‍​ it.”

Tap.⁠

Keirin⁠ abruptly turned off‍‌‍ the transmission magic.​​‍

A match they had​ practically won was​ ruined by a red card.

For⁠‍​ a while she​ covered her face‍⁠ with her hands,​ then silently lowered‍ them.

With‌‌‍ an absent expression,⁠ she accessed the‌‍ gallery.

[Chayu⁠‌ is trash! Chayu​‍ is trash! Chaegung‍​⁠ is trash!]

[The​​ Chayu are trembling~​ the Chayu are‍​⁠ trembling with rage~]‍

[???:⁠ Is it time⁠‌​ to suck it‍ now?]

[Chayu​ eliminated, hahaha]

As‌​​ soon as the⁠⁠ match ended, the​​⁠ crazies began to‍‍ pop up in‍ the gallery.

Nothing‍ out of the⁠​ ordinary.

Keirin‌ let out an⁠⁠ empty laugh and‌⁠ wrote a post.‌‌‌

Title)‌⁠‍ Butt exposure

PrincessChangu​

(photo​‍‍ of an emblem​ engraved with a deer)

This⁠ is my butt‌‍

ㄴ hahaha, did Chayu⁠ lose today?

ㄴ PrincessChangu) Ah, those⁠​⁠ bitches died after‌ conceding two goals⁠ only in stoppage‍ time, hehehe

ㄴ hahahahahaha

ㄴ No wonder so‌ many mental patients⁠ came out

Keirin​ wrote the post‌ and stood up‍ from her seat.​‌

Her⁠‍‌ head was too​​‍ hot; she needed​⁠ to cool off.⁠‍

‘Before⁠​ that, I need⁠​‌ to tidy up‌‍ the room.’

She‍⁠​ looked around.

From​ Chames United jerseys‌‌ to replica trophies.​‍

The‌​‌ room was filled‍ with Chayu-related items.‌‌‌

It‍‌​ was, literally, the‍ room of someone‍‍‍ completely obsessed with‍ soccer.

And⁠‍ that was exactly​ the case.

Snap!‌

With‌‌ a snap of​ her fingers, all‌⁠ the objects disappeared.‍

Only‍​ an empty, desolate​⁠⁠ space remained.

Originally,​ that place had‍ been a training‍‍ hall.

A private training ground⁠⁠⁠ designed exclusively for​⁠‌ Keirin.

After‍ looking at the‍​‍ empty space several⁠ times, she lowered​⁠‌ her gaze.

She⁠⁠ wasn’t wearing an​‍ imposing dress, but‍​ a simple, ordinary⁠‌‌ outfit.

It‌ was a shirt‌⁠‍ with the name⁠ of a player‌‌‍ who had been‌⁠ a Chayu legend.‍

Snap!⁠‍

With​‍ another snap, the⁠‍‍ outfit transformed into⁠‌ a beautiful black‍⁠ dress.

Everything​‌‌ was done through​‍​ magic.

Normally,⁠ an incantation would‌⁠‌ be required, but⁠⁠ Keirin didn’t need​​ one.

She⁠ could activate magic⁠⁠​ with gestures alone.⁠⁠

After‌⁠ carefully checking that‍‍ there were no⁠ problems, she headed‍​‌ for the exit.​​​

There‍‌ stood a door⁠ filled with security‍ spells and locking‍ mechanisms.

Click!‍‍⁠

Keirin​‌‌ deactivated all the‍⁠⁠ seals and went⁠⁠ out.

Outside,⁠ a middle-aged butler‌​‍ awaited her, accompanied‍‌‌ by knights.

“Good‍ work, princess. Have‌ you finished your‍⁠‍ training already?”

“Yes.​ You’ve worked hard‌‍‍ as well.”

“It’s​‌‍ nothing. Serving the‍​ princess is my‌ duty.”

The⁠‌ butler bowed deeply.⁠

Keirin​ walked past him​ and patted his‌ shoulder.

A way of saying​⁠ good job.

The‌‍‌ butler’s expression filled‌​​ with emotion.

A warmth that could‌‍​ not be found​ in the current‍ Demon King.

That⁠‍‌ warmth was something‌‍‌ that attracted people.⁠⁠

An‌‍‍ environment in which​ it would not‍‍ be strange for⁠⁠⁠ her to become‌ arrogant as the⁠⁠ future Demon King.⁠

Moreover,‌‌⁠ her individual power⁠ was among the⁠‍ top five on​‌ the continent.

Even​⁠ so, Keirin was​⁠‍ not arrogant, and‌⁠​ her character was⁠‍ kind.

Some‌‍ might think that’s​‌ nothing special.

But​ one must remember‍ that these are‍ demons.

Furthermore,‌ although her way‌‍ of speaking was‍ rigid, Keirin was‍​‌ kind and considerate‍ toward everyone, not‍⁠⁠ just the butler.‌

‘But​‍‍ she seems to⁠⁠ be in a bad mood today.‍​⁠ Did she get‍ nothing out of⁠ her training?’

The⁠ butler thought this​⁠⁠ as he followed‌‍‌ her.

After‍⁠ serving her for‌‌ so many years,‍ he could read‍‍​ her emotional state.⁠‍

Today‍‌ she was in⁠‌‌ a very bad⁠​‌ mood.

Very.⁠

At‍ times like this,‍⁠‍ it was best​ to stay silent.‌‍

Even​‌⁠ kinder than other‍ demons, Keirin was‌ still a demon.‌⁠​

If​‌⁠ you touched a nerve, magic would‍‌⁠ fly.

‘Even​⁠ if control training‌ is only once⁠​⁠ or twice a week, it must​ be exhausting.’

Demons​ are an aggressive‌‌‍ race, not very‌​ different from beastmen.‌‌​

They‍​⁠ like combat where‍‌‍ a winner and‌‌ a loser are​‍ decided.

In⁠​⁠ the past, that‍‍⁠ translated into violence⁠⁠ that caused great‍‌ damage.

But⁠​​ not now.

As​‍ violence became taboo,‌‌⁠ emotional control became⁠‍⁠ crucial.

The‌ higher one’s status,⁠​‌ the more important‍‌ it was, because‌⁠‌ a single outburst⁠‌⁠ could ruin everything.‍⁠⁠

That​ is why emotional‍⁠​ training is vital‍ and painful.

‘Damn‍⁠‌ it, seriously. What‌ a piss-off. How⁠ the hell do‍‌⁠ you concede two​⁠⁠ goals only in​ stoppage time?’

Keirin‍‍‌ had indeed trained⁠‍ emotional control.

But​​‍ in a rather‌ unconventional way.

As‍ a hardcore Chames‍‍ United fan, just​‌ watching matches caused​⁠ her emotions to⁠⁠‍ spiral out of​⁠ control.

Before,⁠‍‌ when she lost‍​ control, she destroyed⁠‌ the training hall‌⁠‌ whenever she could.‌

But⁠‌​ not now.

Now⁠⁠ she could think.‌

‘Bah,‌‍‌ idiots. It was​ to be expected.’‍‍⁠

And​‍ move on.

At​‍ least her mental⁠‍ fortitude was gradually‍ approaching the level‌‌‍ of a saint.⁠‌‍

‘Why‍​‌ am I a Chayu fan?’

Back‌‌ in her bedroom,⁠‍​ Keirin lay down‌ on the bed‍‌‍ and recalled the⁠‌‍ past.

How⁠​⁠ she had ended⁠ up becoming a soccer fan, and⁠​ more specifically a Chayu fan.

Originally,‌ she lived a life far removed⁠‌ from soccer.

No⁠‌ matter how widespread⁠⁠ the culture was,‌‌ she belonged to‍ high society.

Moreover,​⁠⁠ soccer was a sport that had⁠⁠‍ become popular from​‌⁠ the lower classes,‍⁠​ which generated a certain rejection among​ the elite.

But‌​ the capital that​⁠ arises from culture‌ is something even‍ the nobility cannot‌​ control.

And‌‍ culture, by nature,⁠ cannot be suppressed;‌​⁠ when it is,‍⁠ it spreads even‍​‍ more.

‘If⁠​‌ I hadn’t had⁠​ this, it would⁠‌ have been much​ worse.’

That⁠​⁠ was what she​ was taught during‍ her education.

That⁠ soccer was something⁠ watched by ignorant‌⁠ people with nothing​ better to do.‍‍

But‌‌ the truth was⁠‍​ that many club‍‌ owners were nobles.​

Only‍‌ some old-fashioned aristocrats,⁠ including certain members‍​ of royalty, despised​‌ it.

Even⁠ they had a good opinion of‍⁠ sports in general,‌ but only hated⁠​ soccer.

That⁠‍ was why Keirin‌‌ also did not⁠⁠​ look kindly upon‍‌ it until she⁠⁠⁠ gradually fell for‍⁠ it.

The​ cause was the​‌‌ gallery.

Everything​‍‌ changed when she‍ accessed it by⁠​⁠ chance.

Knowledge‌‍‍ she had never⁠⁠⁠ had growing up‌‌‍ like a greenhouse​ flower, and the​‌ subtle addiction that​​ only soccer could⁠‍ provoke.

For‍ Keirin, born a demon, it was‌ like trying a new type of​ drug.

That​‌‍ was how she⁠ naturally ended up‌ supporting Chames United,​ her local team,‌​‍ and adopted the‌ nickname PrincessChangu in​‌‌ the gallery.

‘Damn‍‍⁠ it, it pisses⁠‍ me off not‍‍ being able to‌⁠⁠ go to the​⁠ stadium.’

But⁠⁠ Keirin did not‌⁠ show it in‍ real life. It⁠ was due to⁠⁠‍ a political problem.⁠

Can⁠ something like soccer​‍ become a political‍⁠‌ problem? One might⁠ think that.

If‍​ analyzed strictly, it‌‍ was closer to​​⁠ a generational conflict.‌​

Although‌ not as much⁠‍⁠ as elves, demons​ have fairly long​ lifespans.

Because‌ of that, generational⁠​ turnover is slow,​ and many of‌ the older generation‌‌⁠ who remember the‍⁠‌ brutality of the​ past still remain.‍

That‍​⁠ older generation still⁠‌ clings to power,‍​ which complicates the‌ political situation.

One‍‌‍ generation that considers​ splendor stained with‍‌ violence as honor,⁠‍‌ and another that‌‍ came to know‍‍ a new form‍⁠ of entertainment called‌ sports.

When‍⁠​ the two generations​ collided, the nobles​‍⁠ could not ignore‍​⁠ it.

And‌‍ since soccer was⁠⁠ the most popular,⁠‌ it inevitably became⁠‌⁠ politically involved.

‘Why‍ did I do​‌ that? I just‌​‌ wanted ChamesCity not‍⁠⁠ to grow…’

On​⁠​ the surface, Keirin‍⁠ was considered part​ of the generation‌​ distant from soccer.‍​‌

The​ reason was a policy she pushed⁠⁠ to limit to‍ some extent the‍ golden money of​‍ Setan.

She‌‌​ was annoyed that‌‌ those damn dark⁠ elves were buying​‌ famous clubs with‍‌‌ money, and above​⁠ all, the matter‌‌⁠ of an uncomfortable​‌ brother weighed heavier.‌

Chaemaster⁠‌ City, which had‌‌ originally been in⁠ the third division,‌​ rapidly rose as​​ a powerhouse after​‌‌ receiving golden money.‌

They⁠ even lifted the⁠ trophy in the‍ largest tournament in‍ the world last​ year.

Meanwhile,‌‍‌ Chayu was dragging‍​ itself along. Its⁠​‌ pride was completely‌ shattered.

For‍​ Keirin, it was⁠‍ impossible not to‌‌‍ feel rage. So⁠⁠⁠ she spoke just‌⁠⁠ once.

Title)‌‍ Poll: the person⁠‌ a Chayu fan​‍‌ hates the most​

1.​ The Medes family‍‍​

2.‍​ Princess Keirin

ㄴ I know the‌ Medes family, but​‍⁠ why Princess Keirin?‍‌‍

ㄴ Because of her​ the acquisition process⁠ became more difficult.​⁠ Otherwise, Chayu would‍ have sucked up⁠‍ golden money too,‌⁠⁠ right?

Title)​‍ It was more‍‍​ or less like​ this

Medes‍ family: We’re selling​‌ Chayu ~ Now⁠⁠‍ on sale!

Setan:⁠​ Oh! We’ll buy‌ it! We pay!‌

Keirin:⁠​​ Hell no! Don’t‍ even dream of‌ it! Policy approved‍‌ instantly!

Medes‍ family: Ah, with‍‌ that policy we’ll​​ have to raise‌​​ the price, hehe⁠⁠⁠

Setan:‌ Damn it, we‌‍ won’t buy it‌‌

ㄴ hahaha now I get it

ㄴ But what Keirin⁠‌ said is understandable​‌ too, right?

ㄴ It’s divided. But‍​‍ for Chayu fans​‌​ she’s a mortal‍‌‌ enemy, hahaha

ㄴ Doesn’t Keirin hate‌‌ soccer?

ㄴ There’s no official‌⁠‌ stance, but it⁠‌‌ seems so

For‍ Keirin, it was‍ something that made​​ her boil with⁠ rage.

Her​⁠ love for soccer,⁠ and even more‌‌ for Chayu, was‍⁠⁠ genuine.

If‌ she had total​​ freedom, she would‍ go to the‌​‌ stadium every week.​​

She​ would even become‍‌ a hooligan and‍ start riots.

Since⁠⁠⁠ she couldn’t, she⁠‌ secretly bought uniforms​⁠⁠ and related merchandise​ to calm herself.‍‌

That‍⁠ said, every time‌⁠‍ she watched a match her anger‍ flared up.

But​‌‍ let’s leave that.⁠⁠‌

‘Just‌ wait until I become Demon King.⁠‍ I’ll go wearing‌‌ the uniform proudly.’‍⁠⁠

Sports,‍⁠‍ based on soccer,‌ are an area‍ that not even⁠‍ the Demon King‍‍​ can touch.

Touching⁠‍ it would be⁠ equivalent to confronting‌ the people.

The​ terror of culture,‌​​ and a kind‍ of side effect.⁠​

That‌‍ is why not⁠⁠ only demons, but​‍​ other races were‌ also trapped by‌‍ it.

To‌⁠ develop that culture,​ countless magics were⁠ invented.

Transmission⁠ magic is one​‍ example.

Ironically,‍​ Mephisto advanced more‌ toward cultural victory⁠​ than toward military⁠⁠​ conquest.

‘None‍ of that would‌‍ matter if they‍ hadn’t recruited so‍​​ badly.’

Keirin‍​​ sighed inwardly and​ put on a defeated expression.

She‌​ was not the​​ imposing princess, but⁠​⁠ a restless Chayu‌ fan.

To‍ calm that mood,⁠⁠ the gallery was‍​​ the best option.​​‍

There‍‌ were still days‌⁠ until the next‍ match.

‘WildGrills,​‌​ why did this‌ human fall into⁠⁠ the Forest of‍‍‍ the Four Seasons?’‍⁠

Before‌‍​ the match she‍ used to write‍ about Chayu or‍ post nonsense.

But‌‌ lately it was‌​ different.

Among​‌‌ countless posts, WildGrills’s‍‌ texts stood out.‍‍‍

He‍‍ was the one‌⁠‍ who claimed to⁠ have fallen into⁠​⁠ the Forest of⁠ the Four Seasons.‌‍⁠

At⁠ first she didn’t​​⁠ believe it. She‌​ couldn’t believe it.‌‍⁠

But‌⁠ over time she‍ couldn’t help becoming‍ interested.

Especially⁠⁠​ because the number⁠ of recommendations far⁠​‍ exceeded those of​ other posts.

That‌ was the main⁠ reason.

‘From⁠‍‍ another world? Don’t‌‍ make me laugh.’⁠⁠

It⁠‌‌ could be a concept or a lunatic, but it‍⁠⁠ was enough to⁠⁠ spark interest.

In‍‍⁠ any case, she‍‍ had nothing better​ to do until​ the next match.‌‌

So,⁠⁠ for entertainment and‍‌‍ to help a little, she gave‍‌ him a compass.⁠​

[PrincessChangu:​ Then support our​⁠ Chayu. That’s enough.]​‍‌

[WildGrills:⁠ I don’t know​​ this world very‌ well. What team⁠ is Chayu?]

“W-What?!”⁠‍

Keirin​ was horrified.

How​⁠ could he not‌ know the famous⁠‍‌ Chayu?

If⁠ it were some‌ rural backwater, she‍‌ could understand.

But‍​ Grills was a gallery user.

Ninety‍ percent of users​‍​ are abnormal, and‍​ among them the⁠ most conspicuous are⁠ sports fans.

Sports‍⁠ fans aren’t just‍ crazy, they’re rotten.‌‌‍

There⁠ were even extreme‌ cases where they‍‌ reached enlightenment and​‌‍ became buddhas.

“He‌ doesn’t know Chayu?‌‍ Then I’ll have‍​⁠ to teach him.”​

Keirin⁠ preached the greatness​​ of Chayu and⁠ even gave him⁠‌ uniforms.

Grills,⁠ a bit uncomfortable,‍⁠ accepted them.

But​​ Keirin didn’t stop‌‌⁠ there.

She⁠​ said she would⁠​‍ upload a special⁠ and posted a special Chayu video.‍

The⁠⁠ gallery has a storage function and​⁠ allows external videos​‍‍ to be brought⁠​ in.

That⁠ is why sports‌ highlights are periodically‌‍‍ uploaded.

How⁠ much time passed‌ since she uploaded‌⁠‍ the special?

Title)⁠⁠ From today I’m⁠​‌ a Chames United‌‌ fan

(Photo⁠‍‍ giving a thumbs‌ up toward the⁠​ uniform on the‍⁠‌ ground)

Thank‍ you PrincessChangu. Now‌ I worry less​‌‌ about clothes.

ㄴ Ah… the whole​‍ world is Chayu…‌‌

ㄴ Of all teams,‌⁠ Chayu, hahaha

ㄴ He’s alone anyway,⁠ doesn’t it not‍‌⁠ matter?

ㄴ Better than walking​⁠‌ around naked

ㄴ From today this​‌ is the Chames‌ United gallery

Satisfactory.⁠⁠ Very satisfactory.

Keirin​‌‌ smiled proudly upon‌⁠​ seeing Grills’s post.‍⁠‌

From‍‍⁠ today on, one​‌‍ more Chayu fan.‍​‍ Even if he​‌‌ is in the​‌ Forest of the​⁠‍ Four

Seasons,​‍ a fan is‌ a fan.

Nothing​‌ satisfied her more.‍​

‘If‌​‌ the fan dies,‍‌​ Chayu will also​ be saddened. So‌​ I must support⁠​‌ him so he‌ doesn’t die.’

If⁠‌ a fan is⁠ saddened, Chayu is⁠‍‌ saddened, and that​‍​ could affect performance.​​

It⁠ was simple reasoning,⁠‌ but that is​ how people function​ when they become​ obsessed.

Just​ when Keirin was‌ about to close‌ the gallery, satisfied,⁠​ a comment appeared⁠ that bothered her.‌‍‍

ㄴ ReyLeor) Why are​‍⁠ you giving him​​ that trash? It​​ smells awful

“……”‌⁠

Keirin’s‍​​ brow furrowed.

She⁠‌ knew that user⁠‍⁠ well.

A Leor fan, Chayu’s⁠ greatest rival. And⁠‌⁠ the one she‍​‌ hated most.

Whenever‍ he could, he‍‍ called ChaeYu Chaenggu​‍​ and mocked them.⁠

On‍ top of that,‍ he knew exactly‍⁠‍ how to get⁠⁠ under her skin.‌​​

ㄴ PrincessChangu) Here again?‍​⁠ It seems you‍​​ have nothing better⁠​‍ to do

ㄴ ReyLeor) And you​‌ do? So, did​‌⁠ we win?

“Damn​​​ it…”

Keirin‍ cursed.

Not​‌ long ago, Chayu⁠‌‌ lost 3–0 against‍‍​ Leor.

A crushing result.

‘Before,‌​‍ Leor were the‌ mediocre ones…’

Ten⁠⁠ years ago, Leor⁠⁠‌ were a fallen⁠ dynasty.

But‌⁠‍ after changing coaches,‍‌‌ they regained their‌​ prestige.

Meanwhile,‍ Chayu fell into‍​ constant decline.

ㄴ PrincessChangu) Hehe, if‌ we change owners,‍‍ we’ll win too‌

ㄴ ReyLeor) No, because‌ Keirin is still⁠‍ there

ㄴ hahaha how it​‍⁠ stings her

ㄴ After Medes, Keirin​‍​ is next

“……”‍‍

How‌​ could he irritate​ her so much?‍

Keirin​‍ clenched her fists.‌‍

Mana⁠​⁠ began to seep​‍ out, but she⁠⁠​ suppressed it.

Getting​‍ angry now would⁠​ bring nothing good.​‍‌

She⁠⁠‍ managed to calm⁠ herself.

ㄴ PrincessChangu) They say​‌‍ the frog doesn’t‍⁠⁠ remember when it‌ was a tadpole.​⁠ Exactly, hehe

ㄴ ReyLeor) What are⁠ you saying, mediocre‌⁠ Chaenggu?

ㄴ PrincessChangu) Is that​‌ why you fell⁠ in the Master​‍⁠ Cup? At least‍ we got into⁠⁠ the Challenger, hehe⁠‍

ㄴ ReyLeor) And what​‌ position are you‍‍ in? No less‌⁠ than seventh!

ㄴ So intense, hahaha​‌

ㄴ But in popularity‍⁠‌ Leor is bigger,‍‍ right?

ㄴ What did you​ say?

ㄴ I’m just telling‌ the truth

And‍‌ a war of‍ comparisons began.

“Mm…​​‌ I’d better stay‍​‌ completely silent.”

Grills⁠⁠ simply watched in⁠​ silence.

It⁠‍ was a truly‍ wise decision.

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