“It’s really trash.”
After finishing editing on a small device, she stretched her arms wide.
Luminil, who had been assisting her in various ways from behind, finally spoke.
She had been holding back her words as much as possible to avoid interfering.
This was the first thing she said.
“But I did my best…!”
“I’m talking about the video I made. As expected, things don’t always go the way you want.”
Irene let out a small sigh.
Luminil found it strange to see her looking so unsure of herself.
So she offered a small comfort.
“I think it looks fine?”
She meant it.
After all, it was the first video she had ever seen.
Irene pressed the device, checking her video over and over again.
Unlike Luminil, she was really dissatisfied.
It was true that Luminil was a top-tier supporting character who made the video flow well with great comedic timing.
But that didn’t mean she had any real editing skills.
On top of that, watching so many videos had made her standards skyrocket.
There was no way she could be satisfied.
She liked the video itself.
Even if she ignored the fact that she was a hardcore Luminil fan.
The conversations and all the hidden hints between her and Irene—
They felt so natural that no one would believe this was their first video.
But in the end, she couldn’t bring out the full potential of it.
Irene quickly decided to just accept it.
‘Well, it’ll work out somehow.’
In the world Irene lived in, there was a saying about “name value.”
It meant that once you became famous enough, you’d get applause no matter what you did.
And that was exactly where Irene was now.
It didn’t matter that it was poorly made.
It was embarrassing to say, but she was Irene, famous across the continent!
Besides, since it was her first video, it would attract attention anyway.
Since it had come to this, Irene decided to make the title as clickbait as possible.
“Hmm… what should I go with?”
She unleashed her full potential for being a menace as she typed—
And the result was horrifying.
[Who wants to watch the world’s strongest idiot loser Demon Lord grill meat?]
“This is way too much, no matter how you look at it!”
“You think so? Should I change it…?”
“Do it if you want.”
“Huh?”
Irene blinked in surprise at the unexpected answer.
It wasn’t that Luminil enjoyed being insulted or anything like that.
“It’s the title you came up with with full confidence, right?”
It was because she trusted Irene.
A title she had named with certainty.
In a way, she was right.
Because it was a name born from the depths of Irene’s horrifyingly evil instincts.
In the end, she pressed the upload button.
[Who wants to watch the world’s strongest idiot loser Demon Lord grill meat?]
“…What the hell is this?”
Leodor, who had been endlessly watching videos at home, suddenly stopped scrolling.
He usually just let the flow of recommended videos take him wherever,
But this was just too much.
“Who the hell came up with this title?”
Anyone could see it was blatantly designed just to grab attention.
And yet, something about it kept poking at the back of his mind.
Curiosity was curiosity, after all.
In the end, he clicked on the video.
“A cooking video?! Damn… why didn’t I think of that?”
Leodor was a hero.
But at the same time, he was also a chef.
So watching a cooking video at least once wouldn’t hurt.
For reference purposes, of course.
“Wow…”
But the video Leodor saw—
It wasn’t a cooking video at all.
Not only did she not use any seasoning while supposedly grilling meat,
She wasn’t even skilled at cooking in the first place.
She even burned the edges by the end.
And yet, the reason he kept watching was—
“Damn, you grilled that really well.”
“I know it’s messed up!”
“Then why did you grill it like that?”
“Ugh…! Then why don’t you try it?!”
“Fine. I’ll show you my flawless technique.”
As the pink-haired girl in the video complained,
The gray-haired girl behind the camera suddenly appeared, tying an apron around her waist.
Then, she grabbed the utensils and started cooking—
“What the hell, you’re even worse than me!”
—Only to completely burn everything.
How could someone mess up grilling meat this badly?
One entire side was pitch black.
Yet, the gray-haired woman remained unfazed.
“I totally meant to grill it this way. In cooking terms, we call this well-done.”
“Huh? Seriously?”
“No. I just burned it.”
The next moment, the pink-haired girl grabbed a kitchen utensil off-screen and started chasing after the gray-haired girl,
Who immediately bolted away.
The reason Leodor couldn’t stop watching—
It was banter.
“…This is hilarious.”
Just when things started getting dull, another funny exchange would pop up—
And right when he was about to click away, something new would happen.
That’s right.
Irene’s editing skills were garbage.
But cutting scenes just required a bit of intuition,
And that—she had plenty of.
As a result, Leodor was completely drawn into the video.
It was a full 20 minutes long, yet when it ended, he found himself feeling disappointed.
“Why did I only watch this now?”
It would’ve been so much better if there were at least 30 more videos!
Leodor opened the comment section.
He usually never left comments, but for some reason, not commenting on this video felt like a loss.
[This was fun. Now drop 10 more videos.]
After posting his comment, he checked the uploader’s info.
“Irene…? I should look her up.”
And just like that, another member of the Irene Cult was born.
After watching the video repeatedly for a day and filtering through the comments,
This was the result:
[Who wants to watch the world’s strongest idiot loser Demon Lord grill meat?]
[Views: 7,900] [Comments: 172]
[So who the hell is Luminil, Irene!!!]
[Irene’s totally the Demon Lord of the Demon Lord’s castle, lmao]
[Irene uploaded a video! Irene uploaded a video! Irene uploaded a video! Irene uploaded a video!]
[Honestly, the video was complete garbage, but if you wanna prove me wrong, upload 30 more.]
[I’m Naruminil and I smashed the like button.]
[Lol, it was trash, so now drop 30 more videos.]
[Wait, so Irene was keeping this high-tier comedy Demon Lord all to herself?]
[Irene, open an official investigation right now.]
[While you’re at it, start livestreaming too.]
[We need more Irene x Luminil content until the Northern Continent melts.]
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Honestly, she never expected the results to be this good.
No, she did expect good results.
After all, it was the first video uploaded under Irene’s account.
There was no way it wouldn’t attract attention.
But even so—
It was too successful.
Every single comment was just demanding more videos.
Sadly, there was almost no discussion about the cooking itself,
But that was something she could slowly incorporate into her content later.
When she shared the good news with Luminil,
She jumped up in excitement.
“Does this mean I have talent after all? This is amazing!”
“Yep. Everyone says you match really well.”
“Match well…?”
“They’re praising you for handling my chaotic energy so perfectly.”
“Oh, so it’s a good thing!”
Luminil smiled innocently while checking the device.
Every time she scrolled through the comments, she burst out laughing.
And somehow, that made Irene feel happy too.
Even if she was a hardcore Luminil fan,
A fan was still a fan.
Seeing Luminil laugh like this was far better than seeing her cry.
“Ehehe… This is the first time I’ve ever received so much praise. I think I get why Demon Lords crave attention now.”
“Being a Demon Lord is a lonely job.”
“Not for me. I have you, Irene.”
Her words made my vision blur for a moment.
It was because my blood was rushing too fast.
I swayed slightly.
Luminil immediately tossed her device aside and rushed over to support me.
“W-What’s wrong? Are you tired? Do you want to rest? Or should I just heal you with magic?”
“I’m fine. It’s not like I’d get exhausted from something like this.”
“Really?”
Like hell I’d be tired from just one night of staying up.
Considering what I had to do next, That was not an option.
I had to review the video, consistently produce more content, And once the Subjugation Status reset, I’d have to defend the Demon Lord’s castle again.
‘Damn this stupid game system…!’
Surprisingly, in this world, the Subjugation Status resets as long as the Demon Lord doesn’t die.
I learned that from Elian.
It only takes a week to recover, too.
According to her, the Hero Guild runs regular inspections and adds Demon Lords back to the subjugation list.
‘That’s just the lore explanation.’
The real reason was obviously the respawn system.
Demon Lords don’t respawn in the Demon Realm anymore because the game turned into reality, which means they can’t revive.
And since the subjugation cycle got pushed back, a quest naturally got delayed.
That quest?
The Selina issue.
Something about the Empire’s radical faction, wasn’t it?
In short, last week was the last time I could afford to relax.
I clapped my cheeks with both hands as a way to pump myself up.
A loud smack echoed through the Demon Lord’s castle.
“Let’s go! I can do this! For Luminil!”
“…Can you not say such embarrassing things while I’m still here?”
“For Princess Luminil!”
“Aaagh!”
And then, the next morning—
I stared at my device with a look of sheer despair.
“It’s okay… To be fair, it was kind of a risky video.”
“Not at all. That’s why I’m going to go confront them right now.”
“…Confront who?”
“I have a name in mind.”
[This video has been blocked by the Hero Guild.]
[Reason: Inappropriate Content.]
My account got suspended overnight.
For inappropriate content.
I mean, I could understand if it was for some other reason.
But inappropriate content?
How does that even make sense?
The video only had me and a dumbass Demon Lord in it!
Completely dumbfounded, I immediately started packing my things.
“…A name? Who?”
There’s a saying—strike while the iron is hot.
And let’s be honest, our ancestors weren’t wrong.
It only made sense to handle this right now.
Besides, I’d been meaning to see their faces anyway.
“Lusena.”