Volume 2 Chapter 27 Angels and Demons
......Yumi
"...Takeru-nii, seriously."
The moment Takeru left the room, Yumi whipped out her Takeru Surveillance Network™ and zoomed in on his latest suspicious activity.
And there it was—clear as day.
He was packing the Omega costume.
Yumi narrowed her eyes.
"So, he's going dungeon diving as Omega in Okinawa... but why there? Is he gonna stream too?"
Her mind raced, and naturally, there was only one thing to do: Internet deep dive.
With the speed of a veteran conspiracy theorist, she pulled up info on the Ryukyu Dungeon.
Then—
"...'Frequent Sightings of Talking Monsters'?
Her eyes flicked over the active Seeker forums, where seasoned dungeon crawlers were freaking out.
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> "Is anyone dumb enough to go into Ryukyu Dungeon? No way, right?"
> "Hell no. That place is 'Talking Monster Central.' It's practically a haunted house, but the ghosts do MMA."
> "Bro, it's a 100-floor dungeon! Surely the lower floors are fine?"
> "Tell that to the dude who met one on FLOOR 10. RIP that guy."
> "The Okinawa Seeker Guild says 'No Talking Monsters on the lower floors!'"
> "Pffft. Yeah, and my landlord says he 'fixed the plumbing.' We all know it's BS."
> "Listen. If you see a Talking Monster, it's already too late. Just roll credits."
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Yumi's brows knit together.
"...Takeru-nii's actually planning to go THERE?"
She kept scrolling until—
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> "Hold up, hold up. Omega smoked a Talking Monster like it was Tuesday lunch."
> "If he's going, then this place might be a goldmine."
> "True. It's untouched territory. EXP and rare loot? Jackpot."
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Yumi stared at the screen, then back at Takeru's packed bag.
"So he's farming levels? Or maybe... planning a get-rich-quick scheme?"
She shuddered. Knowing Takeru, it was probably both.
* * *
Yumi slumped in her chair, took a sip of hot milk, and stared at the ceiling.
"...But wait. If Takeru-nii's already this strong... what's he actually aiming for?"
A memory hit her—Omega curb-stomping a monster that even an elite C-rank Seeker couldn't scratch.
She squinted.
"Okay, but REAL question: WHEN did Takeru-nii get that strong?!"
She slammed her mug down dramatically.
"As a proud member of the Takeru Watchdog Association™, I demand answers!"
Yumi glanced back at her laptop.
She had evidence. Secret footage. Suspicious patterns. It was all there.
Maybe...
"...Maybe I should just tell him I know he's Omega?"
She sat with the thought for three whole seconds.
Then—
"N-NOPE. BAD IDEA. ABORT!"
Her inner angel and devil instantly popped up.
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(°‿°) Angel Yumi: "Secretly spying on your brother is NOT okay!"
(◣_◢) Devil Yumi: "C'mon, it's Takeru-nii. He loves us. He'll get over it!"
(°︿°) Angel Yumi: "Or he'll get freaked out and move to a different continent!"
(◣‿◢) Devil Yumi: "Nahhh, he's chill. Worst case? He bribes you with snacks."
(°△°) Angel Yumi: "D-don't fall for that! Stay strong!"
(◣▿◢) Devil Yumi: "Shhhh. Just say it. It'll be fine."
(°ロ°) Angel Yumi: "Nngh—?! Mmmph!" $1[Angel Yumi has been forcibly silenced.]$1
(◣ω◢) Devil Yumi: "There we go. Now, go drop the bomb on your dear nii-san."
(◣‿◢) Devil Yumi: *(Grin)~*
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Yumi slammed her hands on the desk.
"ALRIGHT. WHEN TAKERU-NII GETS BACK, I'M SPILLING EVERYTHING!!!"
Thus, the devil won.
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