Police Officer Chapter 4

There were tis when mories of my past life were a hindrance.

It had to do with the different values that existed in Japan and the Demon World.

Think about it.

Would the residents here think similarly?

As soone who has experienced both, I can say that they are quite different.

For instance, if I was walking down the road and my shoulder bumped into soone else’s.

It didn’t matter if you knew them or not. In Japan, most people would react similarly.

“Ah, excuse .”

“No, excuse .”

We would say and that would be it.

It would not develop into a brawl or a fight to the death.

But it was different in the Demon World.

“Ah, excuse .”

“Who the hell are you, bastard? You seem to have a death wish.”

And then you would be pumled.

If you were lucky, anyway. That was the basics of the Demon World.

If you didn’t react with violence, then you were admitting that they were superior to you.

But even in Japan, very rough people might take out their aggression on you. But it would usually stop after one or two swings. They wouldn’t chase after you or anything.

Besides, the law would keep them in line. They could only go so far.

Not in the Demon World.

Strength was everything. If you were deed inferior, you could be subservient for the rest of your life.

And it wasn’t easy stuff, like ‘go and buy a sandwich and so coffee.’

Your relationship with that person would always be dangerous and life-threatening.

After all, you had to obey them completely.

You had two options. Serve soone else who was even stronger or challenge them to Gekokujyo.

All this over bumped shoulders!? One might wonder. But that was normal in the Demon World.

Obedience to the strong was absolute. That was the only way to survive.

It was hard for at first.

I had a tendency of backing off during a confrontation.

Just a little. Half a step. But that was all it took for them to take two steps forward. And they would not stop.

That’s the way it was.

–It was no use.

I realized this when I was still very young. I was quick to catch on.

And so, ever since then, I reacted strongly and put myself forward when dealing with others, regardless of how I truly felt.

“That hurt, you bastard!”

“Eh!? Do you want to fight?”

“Of course, I do! Graagh! Co at !”

That was how I acted. And then my opponent would think.

Was this guy stronger than ?

If they lost the fight, what kind of future awaited them?

Unless there was an obvious difference in power, the argunt would almost always erupt into an actual fight.

But there were also many tis when there was no clear winner. In the Demon World, the residents were very tough.

There were tis when the Japanese person in would jump out and think, ‘damn it, I might have just killed him,’ but then I’d hear a ‘that hurt!’ as the guy got up and slamd his fist into .

Both sides were tough. In a battle like this, where there was no clear difference in strength, it seed stupid to continue fighting.

After all, if there isn’t a difference in strength, then the smallest mistake could determine the victor.