There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World’s Darkness so I Made One (In Exasperation)

It took me two months to set up a branch of Tianzhao, a secret society fighting the darkness of the world, in New York. The deadline for the establishment of overseas branches on the moon and night requested by Baba is within six months, and two months have already passed.

Four months left. Secret Society Tianzhao Secret Base and Underground Tavern Tenyando's Tokyo Olympic Zoning Procedures Contact Greetings Root Various kinds will be over in roughly four months, so I just want to kick in to the establishment of the world branch once in four months.

It took two months for the New York branch to be established, but this was the first overseas branch to be explored by hand. It takes more to launch the Japanese headquarters. The next branch establishment will be possible in a little shorter time if we hurry.

But since the establishment of the next branch, I will act differently. The two of us are going to split up and create branches all over the world. If we look at the negative correction and the positive correction of accustom that is not present as miscellaneous minus zero, it would take about two months for each branch to be established.

Two months per establishment. The remaining period is four months, and we'll split it it between the two of us, so we'll have four more branches.

I broke up with him at New York John F. Kennedy International Airport and flew by air to Marlstan, a small Middle Eastern country, where my next branch was established.

Marlstan!

What country is that? Relatives in Kazakhstan or something? It would be precise to know the geographic prowess.

Marlstan means "a place with lots of snakes," a democracy halfway between Afghanistan and Pakistan. It has a hot and dry climate, polarized into rugged mountainous countryside and flatland cities. The main language is Pashto, but English is also spoken under the influence of the former occupation.

The capital is Alinataya, an ancient capital with a population of 150,000. But even 150,000 in the capital is weak. It is treated like a satellite city in Islamabad, the capital of Pakistan, the nearest major city.

If you're Japanese, you don't know Marlstan unless you're quite a geomaniac. Even the people living in the Middle East have a low profile that is not so puzzling that they can't remember which position they were in, even if they have heard their names.

But there's actually a coup d 'état going on in Marstan right now, and it's gaining more attention than before. There's not much news in Japan, but the coup is a coup. It is an emergency.

Corruption and political corruption were ongoing over the years in Marlstan, and electoral fraud was discovered where public dissatisfaction was on the rise. In response to this, the military forces announced the establishment of an extraordinary government with rebellion and armed uprising.

Although it receives enthusiastic support from the citizens for the time being, the interim government skipped the elections and immediately shape-shaped them as soon as they began their repression. It is now a state of anarchic civil unrest - a state of conflict - of the military-ministerial dictatorship self-proclaimed temporary government VS civic led revolutionary organization.

And once there's a dispute somewhere, the usual historical pattern is to follow it in there because the surroundings wanted to stop by.

Neighbouring countries are supplying weapons to demand post-state control rights in return. Rapidly devouring profits from high prices of exports in line with high prices for food, fuel and various supplies.

The conflict is muddy. Marlstan is worn out because he moved into conflict to flow from where the country's stalls were shaken by corruption and political corruption.

Security literally deteriorates to death, and the controlling side instead of controlling the rampant crime begins and ends the crime. Even the kid has a gun and just goes out shopping in the neighborhood for a bit is enough to need to be armed. The public is used to all kinds of alarms and shooting and blasting sounds, and the unusual sight of drying the laundry as the gunshots go off has become routine.

It's already been five years since I counted from the armed bees in the military. I don't see the end yet.

Hmm.

It's a common conflict, tragic but not uncommon. There is always a conflict somewhere. There has been, is and will always be a conflict.

Japan also used to have been in such a state of conflict as the Warring States for about a hundred years, and even five years is short enough to say. Five years is hopelessly long for the parties in the middle of a conflict.

This time I try to solicit as head of the secret society "Tianzhao" branch is the leader of the "Alinataya Liberation Front", one of the armed groups operating in the crowded Marstan capital Alinataya, the heart of such a conflict zone.

It's Medu Sagrogo (14 years old).

Medu was a beautiful girl with chestnut hair on her wheat skin and was forcibly requisitioned as an advertising tower for the interim government of the faction when she was nine years old, that is, when the conflict began. Until then, Medu, who normally lived in school, was forced to turn around and enter the cadets' quarters, forcing him to live in a harsh gymnasium system in the military.

In relation to its use as an advertising tower, the kind of violence that remained on its face was not used, but it seemed to force a lot of irrationality.

Posters and promotional videos of a cute and riddlesome beautiful girl, Medu, in military uniform and armed, had a certain effect. I can't believe I used my kid in a conflict! There was some criticism, but it gained reasonably good visibility and popularity in the country.

It seems that Medu also caught his eye on the information around this time.

The turning point was two years ago, when Medu was 12.

Medu, who threw the boss's head into the potty, trying to get her hands on herself in a sexual sense, uploaded the photo to Insta on her boss's account and left it to kick aggressive escape, went down to the city well and independently formed the "Alinataya Liberation Front".

Already amazing at this point. Mr. Medu, it's amazing. What do you mean, you become a deserter from a pretty girl soldier in a conflict zone, you turn 12, and you start your own forces already? Sounds like a preface to a great man.

Well, I chose a hard-working girl of my choice from among candidates with as many stars, so it's inevitable that she's flying, but there are limits to it nonetheless.

And because of its limitations, there is also karaki in the wax.

This organization called Alinataya Liberation Front, which Medu leads, has no liberation activities on the back of the name "Liberation Front," nor has it built a front.

The reality is orphaned burglaries.

If there is a conflict, people die. The first person to die is an adult man, and if the family earner dies, the wife left behind will not be able to live. Normally I compensate as much as the country can live there, but not in Marlstan, which is in de facto anarchy.

Then his wife gets lost on the street. Widows and orphans overflow.

All of a sudden, Medu called for a troubled orphan who was forced to live alone in a conflict-stricken country and gathered them together to form a group. That number actually climbs to 50.

Even children are given strength when they are numbered. The division of labour with discipline strengthens the power.

No adult can help me. I can't afford to help. Rather try to drive the child to the battlefield. So I had to protect myself.

These are tough times when children have to defend themselves from adults.

A group led by Medu, who illegally occupied an arms manufacturing plant on the outskirts of Alinataya, which was half-destructed and abandoned by shelling, named the Alinataya Liberation Front and made a living mainly from theft.

Cover your face with a mask (fortunately masks weren't uncommon in Alinataya to protect your face from direct sunlight and hot sand) Miscellaneous and sleaze your wallet away. Sneak into the sweet shop of security and steal food and clothes.

Secondary income such as a small home garden, crumb iron collection and local guides for foreign interview teams is also indispensable.

Theft is a crime. Crime, but much better than killing people for a living.

It is surprisingly moderate considering the fact that we have been in a radical army for three years at a time of great emotion. I don't think he was teaching burglary in the military. Medu didn't choose it, as it was much easier to live utilizing the way he was taught how to shoot a gun and use a knife. I didn't even let the same orphan as myself choose. I made sure I didn't have to choose.

Farming fields and working in stores, more productive and peaceful jobs are too insecure and unrealistic. The fields of children are vandalized and taken away from them. A robber breaks into a children's clerk's shop immediately. In fact, there is a precedent for that.

Great for good or evil just because a child who is supposed to be protected and protected by adults is self-reliant. No matter what anyone says, I want to praise the Alinataya Liberation Front. Really well lived. Even if the locals hate you as a child burglar, it's just a medal if you're surviving.

I want Medu and his people with a little too hard background to have more dreamy and hopeful fun youth from now on.

I've changed since I got my psychic powers! Stop the burglary, the conflict is over, you start going to school, you have a boyfriend, you play at a friend's house after school, we all go to an amusement park for the holidays, and you fight the darkness of the world to keep the peace in the city at night! Good to be in, secret society! Looks like it.

Only in fiction can a beautiful girl soldier be seen. It's too sad to be in reality.

I can't forgive you. Leave only cosplay to wear military uniforms. I'll make it a cosplay, so watch it!

Whether it was hypocrisy or outrage or not, I was motivated and burned by emotions that I didn't really understand, but there was one cold water that was put in there.

Medu Sagrogo is a big fan of Invisible Titans.

After learning about the ultra water polo incident in the extraordinary news, I have tried my best to gather I (Invisible) T (Titan) information within the strict information regulations, I cherished the newspaper clippings and put them in a crate, and I watch and nick IT activity videos online three times a day.

That's not all. The end of persevering in preaching the virtues of IT to fellow Alinataya Liberation Front members, forcing children who don't like it to show videos, and treating children who said they were scared or disliked IT.

There is also a problem with the treatment of homosexuals. He also wants to take a mount in the face of the ancient ginseng when he succeeds in preaching and becomes an IT fan. I know the best thing about IT! Do you know anything about IT? Don't you know that? That disqualifies fans! Etc. and iki are attracted by a growing number of fans because of it.

Please don't...

If you're a regular fan, you're a little embarrassed, but I'm glad. You can keep it up.

Why is it such a pain in the ass?

Three times as troublesome as Sanjing, the psychic box pusher.

Although he is active in Germany to solicit university students from Pantomime extremists to branch managers, he is not a fan or anything.

Why is this happening to me? No, I decided to take charge of it with a whale pull, and I know it's simply random, but I suspect it's fraudulent due to time suspension. If I was in Germany and Marlstein was at peace, how could this have happened...

No, but, yeah......

Well......... right?

It's not a problem that needs to be well recognized and dealt with...

Consider this a good opportunity……

And that... well, here's the thing, doing something about it... yeah.

... Secret Society Middle East Branch Edition, Good luck!