When I Rule The World (Tbhk x Mokke reader)

Look At Me Hanako (Chapter 42)

"Mokke aren't equal, we are superior!"
I announced looking down on the pools of supernaturals who erupted in loud protests.

But their booing was quickly drowned out by the sheer mass of Mokke whistling, clapping and throwing cand and confetti around.

I smiled at their energy before motioning everyone to quiet down so I could continue speaking.
"If I only hear about a hair of a Mokke being touched, I'll hold the perpetrator responsible. We'll find you and make sure the next person who just thinks about it, will remember the example we made of you."

I stood up from my throne.

My hand slides to the handle of the Katana tugged into my belt. I pull it out of its sheath making the crowd gasp in fear and awe.

"THIS IS TERU MINAMOTOS KATANA!"
I shout and point it at the already scared supernaturals, slightly struggling due to its heavy weight.

"If you didn't think of messing with him I'd recommend you wouldn't mess with the one who defeated him either."
A smirk covered my lips as they flinched. Sure this wasn't entirely the truth bUuuuuTttt it's not like they know that.

In their eyes, I'm a monster, who defeated Number 7 and the Exorcist.

"Whatever, when can I leave?"
The spider guy questioned as he took a long drag from his pipe.

I slumped a little as he ruined my cool moment. Turning around to face him and the other wonders I slid the Katana back into its cover.

"I was just getting to you guys. I expect each wonder to not only obey but enforce these rules."
I explain glaring at Tsuchigomori when suddenly the Kitsune sitting on his right spoke up.

"Hmpf, this is childish. I should be the one in charge."
She protested making my eyebrow twitch in irritation. How dare she-

Brushing off their ignorance to the power I held over them I looked over to the other side of my throne where the others sat.

There were two cultist-looking guys which I assumed were the clock keepers, Mitsuba and some other insignificant weirdos...WAIT A MINUTE MITSUBA?!

"YOU ARE PART OF THE MYSTERIES?!"
I gasped not believing my eyes and forgetting about the crowd.

"EXCUSE ME?!"
He snapped back placing a hand on his chest.

I blinked at him baffled putting up a finger to silence him.
"They really let anyone pass..."
I sigh shaking my head in disappointment.

"As iF yOu ArE oNe To tAlK!"
He shrieks with his obnoxiously high voice but I pay him no further mind as I get back on my throne.

"I bet you all are wondering where former Number.7 is~"
My voice echoes through the hall, a thunder noise plays, the light flickers and an ominous wind blows through my hair.

Those responsible for the special effects need a raise.
In the flickering light, Hanako is dragged on stage, his hands tied behind his back.

"NUMBER 7?!"
The majority of the crowd gasps.

Two Mokke who were escorting him pocked lances against his clothes making sure he moved forward.

Reluctantly he stepped forward, keeping his head down till he was in front of my throne. The spotlight now focused on us as he was forced to his knees.

He was so close to my feet that if I kicked forward it would strike his face But I wasn't low enough to do that.

"Face me Hanako."
My voice was cold and commanding. I longed to see the look in his eyes wondering if they still were filled with pride.