Hello All! I first watched the dubbed "The Devil Is A Part Timer" anime last year, and soon after bought the light novels. A most excellent series, one I highly suggest! There is a lot of wriggle room for some interesting plot and character development in the future, and there is definitely a seasoning of "not everything is black and white". So please bear with me and my odd blurb that just wouldn't leave me alone after re-reading the story. I may or may not expand upon this story. It depends if I can flesh out enough of a plotline. Enjoy!

"-Emilia the Hero!"

"Emilia the Hero?!"

An excessively loud shriek and thud from above had her head craning up, a often-thought concern that the ceiling would give out flashing to life once more. But no, still holding... well, not firm, but holding. Mayumi sighed and slouched back down to her former position, head barely propped up by her fist, elbow barely resting on the edge of her work table, notes a scattered mess surrounding her. She returned to her battle of wills with the blinking cursor in front of her, the black "I" the only thing marring an otherwise pristine Giantfirm Letter document. Such was a daily struggle for a budding author.

Her noisy upstairs neighbors did not help at all. They were always pulling her attention away from her work and towards themselves, leaving her to imagine what could be going on. That was the problem, really. The wafer thin ceiling left little to imagine about what happened above stairs. And what she heard often started to creep into her stories until suddenly they were shifting mid plot, with new concepts and characters popping in and throwing the entire plan out the window. She wrote sci-fi, dammit, not fantasy! She didn't want demon kings and magic, she wanted aliens and BFGs!

As "Emilia the Hero's" pounding and shouting gave way to crying, Mayumi let out a resigned groan and closed the Letter document. Obviously there would be no new chapter tonight, not with the introduction of a "hero", and a woman one at that. Surfing the net it would be. It was just her luck that she lived below some of the nerdiest, most hard-core D&D fans to ever exist.