Chapter 50 – Reclaim Earth. Warriors Not Hypnotized (14)
The days of resisting Kim Ho-young were a series of harsh secret struggles and betrayals.
Prime Minister Minamoto made public remarks praising Kim Ho-young, and his approval rating soared, and Kim Ho-young was accepted as a transcendent divine being by ordinary citizens, and the uncomfortable feeling in her daily life disappeared.
There is a great ‘god’ somewhere.
Somewhere…
That doesn’t change anything.
Whether this universe is a computer simulation or we are brains in a vat, hypotheses like that are always fun, but none of them affect real life.
After Kim Ho-young left Japan, Japanese people were enjoying a daily life that did not change at all. A peaceful life continued, going to school, going to work, and having dinner with my family after work.
In addition, because Kim Ho-young ordered not to do bad things, the crime rate fell to 0 percent, and public opinion was overwhelming that the world was a much better place than before.
Kim Ho-yeong had no wrongdoing to investigate, and the position of survivors who were not hypnotized like Himeko was getting smaller and smaller.
“Listen everyone! Hoyoung Kim is a villain! You’re hypnotized and you’re losing your normal judgment! Let’s take back our Japan!”
Himeko, who was shouting the slogan of gathering allies through a loudspeaker in Shibuya with a few survivors, looked like the leader of a dangerous religious group rather than an elegant aristocrat. Everyone glanced pathetically at her Himeko and passed by.
“You are brainwashed! Those who currently think they are sane, please join us and take the lead in defeating Kim Ho-young!”
“Hey, hey you guys. Don’t you know that this is a goseongbanga? Stop it because it’s a nuisance to those around you. Who says who is insane?”
“I know. Who is hypnotized? Are we all fine?”
“Eh~ I think you’ve fallen for some kind of dangerous religion, but don’t put an end to your precious life and come to your senses.”
“By the way, who is Hoyoung Kim?”
“Fool! Do you even know who Hoyoung is? You learn at school too. He is the one we all have to obey.”
Surprisingly, it was difficult to continue activities that no one was interested in. There were many cases of being stoned and kicked out by Kim Ho-young’s admirers.
“Go away! Don’t insult Hoyoung!”
“Why are you harassing someone who has done nothing wrong? Are you guys still human?!”
“I can’t believe you’re rebelling against Hoyeong-nim! Not even Satan!”
Himeko and her cohorts were photographed and ridiculed on the Internet, and even her few co-workers left saying, “I’d rather live like I’m hypnotized.”
As long as Kim Ho-young doesn’t appear in front of her eyes, there’s nothing to be harmed.
“Leader… Now that’s the limit. The leader also runs out of money, right? Let’s stop now Kim Ho-yeong went back to Korea. Japanese people are forgetting Kim Ho-young now.”
“But whenever Kim Ho-yeong comes back and tells her to commit suicide, she will kill 100 million people at the same time. Because I believe that if it is Kim Ho-young’s words, she must absolutely obey.”
“Could it be Kim Ho-yeong?”
“The fact that Japan’s life and death rights are in the hands of a single Korean. I can’t stand it.”
“Leader. So you’re going to fight alone? Why are you even doing that? To be honest, a leader can still occupy a high position if he puts his mind to it. If you just pretend to obey Kim Ho-young on the outside.”
“I can’t. Social status is none of my business. I am… I’m fighting for him to satisfy him. My body and my ego don’t matter.”
That person
He was well aware of Himeko’s ideology, a bone marrow emperorist, so there was no need to ask who he was. In the end, even the last of her friends left, and Himeko moved overseas. Italy Branch, USA Branch, Australia Branch… In each country, there were still many survivors who disapproved of Kim Ho-young.
“Hello. Are you Himeko? I’ve heard of your performance in fighting alone in Japan. I’m Sherry I am a representative of American survivors.”
Sherry was a young white woman with gorgeous blonde hair. She had her father as governor, and Sherry, an accomplished lawyer who had graduated from Harvard Law School, was an American leader.
“Nice to meet you. I am Himeko, an aide to His Majesty the Emperor.”
“Emperor… It’s the king of Japan. Are you acquainted with the King?”
“Yes. Our family has been serving him for generations.”
“I am fortunate to have met this great man. Be the king That’s it. We need the power of such an influential person. Everyone is so swayed by Kim Ho-young. Friend or lover… We must break Kim Ho-young’s rule by awakening precious beings such as kings, idols, and religious leaders.”
“I agree. By the way, how many members does the US branch have?”
“There are more than 10 million colleagues scattered across the United States.”
“Cloth… Only… “
Haha. You must be surprised. Still, over 300 million Americans have already been brainwashed, so this is no time to brag about numbers.”
“Could you introduce me to the survivors of America?”
“For security reasons, outsiders are prohibited from entering, but… It would be fine with you. You are the only warrior in Japan who continues to resist, where all the people obey Kim Ho-young!”
Sherry took Himeko and introduced her to groups of survivors hidden throughout the United States. Everyone welcomed the Resistance from the Far East, and Himeko admired the American system, which was more organized than the Japanese one.
“There are not a few of us who were police officers or soldiers. We are planning an assassination operation centering on them. I’ve already run hundreds of simulations, but the failure rate is 0%. I think we can show Hoyoung Kim’s body to Himeko soon. The only thing you need to be careful about is the strategy leaking out, but I’m careful to double-triple the traitor, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”
Sherry’s boastful words, which she was confident in, break down miserably before long. The number of survivors, which had exceeded 10 million, was reduced to a count on one finger in just one week, and everyone began to be brainwashed serially as if a forest fire was spreading.
“Why! Why!!! I could have killed Kim Ho-young soon! Why ah ah ah ah ah!!!!”
Sherry, who was screaming in agony, soon heard a radio broadcast that resonated all over the country, and she was hypnotized and became an ardent follower of Kim Ho-young.
Whenever she arrives on a new continent, she contacts a group of survivors there, asks them for their plans on how to kill Kim Ho-young, and wishes them success, but the group collapses and everyone becomes a slave to hypnosis.
In the meantime, the reputation of “Himeko who never gets hypnotized” Spreads in the underworld.
In the midst of everyone being hypnotized and going crazy, the number of survivors who wanted Himeko to survive and struggle for survival increased, and Kim Ho-young’s admirers did their best to catch Himeko, but in the end, Himeko survived without being caught and returned to Japan.
“Now, even if I look around the world, there is not a single group full of spirits who are trying to kill Kim Ho-young… “
A happy thing happened to Himeko, who ran away with only her body after all the operations failed. It was around that time that I had the opportunity to have an audience with His Majesty the Emperor. Overjoyed, Himeko fell on her knees and wept.
“Your majesty! How many hardships you have been through!”
“I heard you put a lot of effort into protecting me. Its activities all over the world. I have heard it quite a bit in my ears.”
“Compared to the hardships His Majesty went through… I am ready to die for Your Majesty at any time!”
“I want you to feel good. The spirit of the head of the Fujiwarano family.”
“You are so thrilled… These words are very moving!”
Just because I was recognized by the emperor, I felt that the struggle of the past days, which had no results, had been rewarded. Even her emperor gave her a new purpose in life.
“Fujiwara no Himeko. Your mission is not over yet.”
“Your majesty. All organizations that have already raised the flag of anti-Kim Ho-young have collapsed.”
“Then make yourself the only group.”
“… Your majesty. That word.”
“I’m asking you to form a squadron and do a sword dance for the last time.”
“All over… ?”
“The squadron name is… Okay. How about this?”
The name of the W.L.K squadron was thus born by the hand of the emperor.
“Excuse me, but may I ask what it means?”
“Ah… It doesn’t make any sense. I thought you would like it, so I made it with this meaning.”
Upon hearing the meaning of the abbreviation W.L.K, Himeko smiled brightly and admired the emperor’s deep intentions.
“Indeed! That’s what you meant. All right, Your Majesty. Then, this Fujiwara no Himeko, risking her life to do the final sword dance, Your Majesty please enjoy!”
“Okay. See you next time on my birthday. Waiting for that time… It will be very interesting. Yes?”
“Yes. I really think so too.”
The overwhelming emotions at that time seemed indescribable.
Himeko looked at the logo of the W.L.K Squadron handwritten by His Majesty the Emperor and finished preparations for her birthday. It wasn’t easy for her to prepare for the party by herself without a helper, but considering that it was for the person she loved, she didn’t think it was hard work.
“After this party, I will finally kill Kim Ho-young.”
She has already sent invitations to His Majesty the Emperor and His family. The highest-ranking people in Japan, those whom proud Himeko sincerely worships, will soon be honored to pay a visit to the mansion.
Himeko’s chest throbbed with excitement and tension.
For a year, it seemed as if the work she had worked hard for, giving up all of her status, honor, and money and suffering all sorts of humiliation, was finally being rewarded.
“Your majesty… I can finally see you. Himeko is… Himeko worked really hard.”
With the sound of the doorbell ding-dong, Himeko ran to the front door. On the way, she stepped on the collar of her kimono and fell, but she didn’t feel any pain and she ran excitedly.
“Your majesty! Your majesty!”
Only one guest will come to this place.
There was only His Majesty the Emperor.
Himeko opened her front door with a heavy heart.
However, it was not His Majesty the Emperor, but Kim Ho-yeong, who was there.
“Hey, Himeko.”
“Seaweed… Like… Zero… Why do you… ? How… ?”
“Did you invite me? Me.”
In Kim Ho-yeong’s hand was an invitation to a party that Himeko had carefully written and posted to His Majesty.
It was definitely Himeko’s handwriting.
“Your majesty… ?”
