Reborn as a Reluctant Demon Lord

Chapter 5 - Overchannel

Hey, look! A chapter ending where I didn't pretend like I was dead! I guess I could have tried to convince you I died in my sleep or something, but that is not nearly as cool a way to go as via explosion or giant vortex of death.

But hey, there are more explosions in this chapter so that should be good, right?

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The majority of the party was soon asleep. The only two remaining awake were Titus and Emilia. And now that Emilia was finally alone, she was freaking out.

I knew that people who went to Comic-Con were a bit weird, but why does it seem like everyone is completely okay with this situation?!

You see, Emilia was not a typical Comic-Con attendee. She had very little interest in comics, video games, anime, or anything even tangentially related to those hobbies. So how did she end up there? The answer was that she was given the ticket and directions to go scout out the new video game technology from her father. Her CEO father, who only cared about the tech that was going to be shown.

She thought back over the conversation that had gotten her into this mess.

"But father, why do you need me to go? I will stick out completely! I know nothing about comics!"

"Blasted girl! Don't you see? No one has heard of this company before. And when I say that, I mean it! I haven't been able to find any information about them at all! There's a good chance this is a joke or a hoax, but if not, I need someone I can trust undeniably to be there to get the information first! That leaves only you since both myself and my colleagues would stick out even worse than you!"

"Yes, Father," she sighed.

"To help you out, I've also hired people to teach you everything you need to know about these strange comic gatherings. Make sure to learn everything you need to before it starts next week."

"Yes, Father."

Emilia's next 7 days had been torture. She watched countless anime, was tested on knowledge of tropes, and even had to learn some Japanese words. Overall, she hated it, and she felt like it was a colossal waste of time.

Thankfully, she soon reached the day of comic con. She was slightly surprised when she ended up not needing any of the information that she had been gathering. It turned out that when she got there, basically everyone avoided her.

The reason being her look. A look that suffered from what had been most charitably called a "natural scowl." She thanked her father's genes for that one.

So after a disappointing morning, Emilia finally arrived at the presentation from TDL industries. At least it will be over soon. She thought to herself as she prepared to take notes. With actual paper and pencil. She cursed her paranoid father for that one. He was worried about the information leaking if it was taken down electronically in any way.

As the speaker began presenting, she blanched. Ugh. This guy is so dull he might put me to sleep! Regardless, she started taking down basically every word he was saying.

She was busy writing when her train of thought was interrupted by a comment from the guy sitting behind her. I really can't afford any distractions from the peanut gallery. She affixed her best death glare and unleashed it on the two guys behind her. As one of them shrank into his seat, she thought, I might have overdone it. Oh well, at least it shut him up so I can focus.

She continued taking notes throughout the entire presentation, but she was quite worried since it sounded like a bunch of nonsense. Oh well. Father can't get angry at me if I just take down exactly everything that was said.