Rimuru's POV
Hi, the person who's reading this. I'm the Demon Lord, Great Demon Lord Rimuru. And even after 69 years of Yuuki's defeat, I'm still doing my daily paperwork, like any other fanfictions of me travelling time, or something like that! But— ignore me breaking the fourth wall...
—Instead, why '69' years, you may ask? Yes. I am aware. That the number is a bit well... Weird! But the author specifically—
« What author, Master? »
« Ohoho! You know nothing, Ciel-sensei. »
Anyways, back with my daily rambles for today... Today, Benimaru had to eat Shion's cooking, but seriously, she had improved than I had remembered, thanks to Diablo, of course.
But... still, you could still gain [Poison Resistance] with that cooking of hers. Tested by the poor Goblin riders. Mhm... maybe I can thank paperwork that I had successfully dodged her cooking every time I had to make an excuse. Maybe you can try her cooking?
And for the Tempest's military training... Hakurou folded them with ease with his sword, still passing down the Oboro style to his disciples. And as for Gobta, he is teaching some hobgoblins in how to use guns. Gobta is still prideful at times, but nowhere to the point where he obtains a unique skill.
—Souei and his team were pretty good too, though we had a secret bet with some others... In which, if Souei stays single, or if Souei gets some bitc— I mean, a girlfriend.
I won't tell on what I betted on, reader. This is a secret.
—Ahem, anyways, about me too, there was a lot of things!
Like you know... I was in history books, and sometimes in stories. One, I was deemed as an cunning Demon Lord, two, a carefree, friendly one, three, a evil Demon Lord, in which my subordinates didn't take it lightly. So after a small talk, they banned the book in every country.
Spooky, right? I know! And one more story!
Diablo, a Demon, even worse, a primordial Demon, is worshipping me like a goddess! Now that he and Adalmann were unstoppable, they had already created a religion called 'Rimuism'!
I mean, yeah, after the Tenma war, people suddenly started treating me as a god. So they always prayed at the 'Rimuism' cathedral, in which, Adalmann was the pope... Some of my subordinates laughed, while some just ignored the matter.
« Pfft. »
I am really unlucky.
« Wrong. You are now the strongest in the Multiverse, so how is that unlucky? Surely you are joking, you obtained a lot of ultimate skills, and even a Manas. I am sorry Master, but you really are dumb at times like these. »
I really am defenceless when it comes to you, Ciel-sensei...
—Realising a faint smell, I realised it was Shuna, Shuna always makes the best cakes... Her, compared to Shion... She was a better candidate to be a secretary... so I just can't help but sigh and accept the fact that Shion would be always be my Secretary-in-name.
Shuna knocks in my door, and just how I thought it would be cake... It was paperwork, again. It had increased tenfold, too.
"Rimuru-sama...!" Shuna sighs, "You have lots of responsibility to do... And you have been slacking off..."
Sure I was slacking off— I thought to myself, since I can't just talk back to Shuna herself.
Bam!
And just like that, Shuna closed the door, not in the room for chatting with me or anything, since they were pretty busy managing Tempest after all.
And so, my busy (actually just slacking) days, had started again. Wait, hey! Author, whaddayamean by slacking!?
Stop breaking the fourth wall. I am in the middle of creating a fanfic. Anyway, hey reader.., do you have some wood or tape for me to fix the fourth wall barrier?
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