Now that the party name has been changed, the next task is to gather party members.
After giving several speeches at the former warehouse, the number of people increased considerably as they heard the rumor.
About ten to twenty people.
Since there were few people coming, word of mouth alone was bound to have its limits.
Deciding that other means were necessary, I immediately led all the party members out into the streets.
What we did when we went out onto the streets was...
"Teacher, please read this."
"Kids, go home and show this to your parents."
It was about handing out leaflets.
I'm doing all the flyer distribution part-time jobs here that I've never done in my past life.
It may seem a bit shabby, but in a time when there was no internet or even TV, flyers were a common form of advertising.
As a result of handing out flyers to everyone, regardless of age or gender, who passed by, a certain number of people gathered at the next meeting.
The size is roughly around 80 people.
As the crowd gathered, I stepped onto the podium. They'd gathered after seeing the flyers I'd handed out, but they hadn't shown much interest in me yet.
They just talk to the person next to them or show more interest in the beer glass in front of them.
Before going up to the podium, I quietly looked around the audience.
From retired soldiers in uniform, to workers and old women in oil-stained clothes who clearly worked in a factory, to students who appeared to be skipping school, to the homeless.
A variety of people were gathered there.
I slowly looked around the room with my eyes focused on the audience, then began my speech.
"First of all, I would like to thank everyone who took the time out of their busy schedules to attend this event.
My name is Adolf Hitler, I was a soldier on the front lines for the German Reich and now I am a member of the National Socialist German Workers' Party."
The speech began, but some people still didn't seem to care much about me. But I wasn't fazed.
The real fight starts now.
"Can you hear me, everyone?"
When I suddenly turned up the decibel, I saw a few people startled and turned their heads this way.
"What do you think is our biggest problem? It's apathy!
Even when our nation was in crisis, we were blinded by the immediate problems, shutting out our concern for our country and society, choosing to become blind. If no one cared, how could anything be done?
The result is today! Today! The result of our indifference!"
The speech was successfully concluded.
Two days later, 120 people showed up for the rally. The small warehouse was quickly packed to capacity.
But the people stood patiently, without complaint, waiting for me to speak.
My heart raced at the thought of hundreds of eyes watching me. I felt more nervous than I ever did on a battlefield.
But I know that if I cower under everyone's gaze, that's the end.
After taking a deep breath, I forced out the words I'd been repeating dozens of times in my head. Then, placing them on my tongue, I let them out with a roar.
"Gentlemen, as you all know, our homeland, Germany, is now in crisis.
Millions of young people sacrificed their only lives for the well-being of their country and the future of their people.
But we have failed to repay the sacrifices of those who fought for our country and died on the battlefield.
As a result of our defeat, we lost our colonies and territories, our economy collapsed, and countless people lost their homes and jobs and are now wandering the streets.
And that's not all. Countries around the world are busy mocking, despising, and belittling us, calling us castrated pigs. What's even more tragic is that everyone in the world accepts this fact as if it were a given.
"What do you think is the cause of all this?"
"Well, they are communists."
"Is this Lenin, the leader of those guys?"
Then someone in the audience shouted.
"He's Jewish!"
If it had actually been Hitler, he might have agreed with that statement.
But I am not.
Even though I'm currently in Hitler's body, I'm still me. I didn't have the pathological hatred for Jews that Hitler did, and I had no intention of scapegoating them and shifting all the blame.
"Some people might think it was communists, others might think it was Jews. But that's not the answer I was looking for."
"So then, what is the answer?"
"My answer is······."
I deliberately took a break here.
Because I know it's more effective that way.
"It is we ourselves."
"what?"
"What the hell is that?"
"If you're going to talk nonsense like that, get down now!"
The audience seemed taken aback by my answer, and some of the more impatient ones got excited and shouted at me to get out.
The party members below the podium also had puzzled faces.
You must be wondering what on earth he was thinking when he said something like that.
Don't worry, I have a plan.
"Why do you deny my answer? I want to know why. The enemy is within us. It's our own weakness and indifference!"
As I continued my speech confidently without changing my expression, the people who had been shouting and pointing at me just a moment ago became silent.
"We can't do it. Let's stop now. That weakness drove this country to defeat. And the indifference of thinking, 'What's the point of being interested in politics? It's just me.' That's what allowed the Communist Party to become a parasite on this country.
Even at this very moment, communists are spreading like cholera, sickening Germany and shaking the very foundations of society. Their sole goal is to spark a civil war in Germany, just as Lenin did in Russia!
Do you really want that future?"
"no!"
"Unless you're a communist, no one would want such a dark future. So why are we standing by and watching them destroy our future?
Now is the time for all of us to stand together. While our individual strength may be weak, united, we are stronger than anything else! The masters of our country are not those in power, but you, the people!
Let us show those who ridicule us and seek to destroy this country that united we are strong, that the German people are not weak, and that Germany can rise again!"
Thunderous applause and cheers erupted like a volcano erupting.
***
As word about me spread quickly, the number of people coming to hear my speeches and those who wanted to join the party increased exponentially.
Naturally, people's donations increased, and we were no longer able to speak in old warehouses but instead rented large auditoriums and fancy restaurants.
It is no exaggeration to say that it has been a complete turnaround from the days when the party depended on the personal funds of individual party members.
"I saw at least one person properly."
Drexler cut the steak with a satisfied smile and brought it to his mouth.
It was a luxury I could not have imagined, considering that just a year ago I had to make do with boiled potatoes or turnips.
"It's all thanks to you, Hitler. Thanks to you, I'm enjoying all this luxury."
Drexler, who had lived a modest life as a locksmith, spoke as if it all seemed like a dream. I smiled lightly and agreed.
"Thank you for the compliment. But we still have a long way to go. Surely you're not satisfied with this, are you?"
"How could that be? Human greed is inherently endless."
Mashed potatoes topped on a steak dipped in gravy.
The juicy beef and the warm flavor of boiled potatoes blended together to gently wrap my tongue.
Oh, this is it.
Drexler asked in a low voice as he washed his burning tongue with wine.
"Let me ask you one thing."
"say it."
"What is your goal?"
"How far? Well······."
I paused for a moment as a waiter approached.
As the waiter left, setting down a plum pudding topped with honey-poached apples and pears, he spoke softly, so that only Drexler could hear.
"It's the whole world."
***
While my friends in charge of the party's finances were agonizing over how to manage the increased donations, I was thinking about what to say for my next speech, and Drexler was choosing a venue for the rally.
Once the meeting place was decided, party members put up posters on the streets to announce when and where the meeting would be held, and people swarmed in like bees.
"Greetings, everyone. I'm Adolf Hitler. Some of you may have seen me before, while others may have only heard of me through rumors and are meeting me for the first time.
Every time I see you, I feel joy and excitement, but at the same time, I feel embarrassed.
"When I first started giving speeches, I could look into each and every person's face, but now there are so many people that I don't know where to look."
"Haha ...
It's effective to start with a few lighthearted jokes. This not only relaxes people but also strengthens the counter that follows.
"Communism doesn't fit with Germany. Have you ever seen oil and water mix?
Communism is a superficial ideology that only has flashy appearances, but in reality, it is nothing but violence and destruction!
Look no further than Russia! Lenin and his followers claim they launched a revolution and liberated the people, but in reality, they killed countless people in the name of achieving their supposed justice.
Simply because they think differently! How can such barbaric ideology fit in with the great civilized nation of Germany?
Our Germany is a great nation. It is at the center of Europe, and destined to lead the world. Although we lost the war and our nation is in turmoil, these are merely passing growing pains.
If you all are together, the hardships of today will be nothing more than small hardships that can be resolved with the simple words, "There were times like that too," when you look back on the past!"
"Hitler! Hitler! Hitler!"
***
What was once a mere gathering of ignorant figures has now transformed into a major party with a reputation in Bavaria.
Naturally, people lined up to join the Nazi Party, and among them were people with extraordinary backgrounds.
"My name is Ernst Röhm. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Welcome, Mr. Röhm. Adolf Hitler."
The first meeting was with Ernst Röhm, an active-duty captain in the German National Guard (Reichswehr) and the man who would later lead the SA (Storm Brigade).
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Hitler. I am Rudolf Hess, and I came here to hear your speech. It's an honor to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you too, Hess. I'm more honored."
Rudolf Hess, Hitler's closest confidant and author of Mein Kampf.
However, by the time Hitler came to power, his presence had faded and he was even pushed out by his own secretary, Martin Bormann. During the war, he was a rare eccentric who flew to England alone in a Bf110 fighter jet, saying he would sign a peace treaty with England, but was later captured.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that in the original history, he was the German version of Hess, but the perception of Hess has changed a little due to the last return.
When the Wehrmacht staged a coup, it was Hess who was shot and killed along with Goebbels while evacuating me.
That's why I was so happy to see him again. This was probably Hess' first time meeting me.
"My name is Gregor Strasser, Mr. Hitler. This is my brother Otto."
"My brothers are coming to see me at the same time. I guess I'm pretty popular, too."
Gregor Strasser, the leader of the left wing of the Nazi Party, and his brother Otto Strasser.
His older brother Gregor was purged for being loyal to Hitler but opposing him over the party's line, and unlike his brother, Otto survived until the end by going into exile abroad and engaging in anti-Nazi activities.
Will these brothers meet the same fate in this return? Or will they live different lives?
It will depend on my choice what kind of life they will live.
"My name is Ernst Hanfstängl, Mr. Hitler."
The name of this man who looks like a mafia boss is Ernst Hanfstangl.
Looking at his face and build, he looks like he would be 3/500, but he is an intellectual among intellectuals, having graduated from the famous Harvard University in the United States.
He was an assistant who met Hitler in the early days of the Nazi Party and supported him, but later his relationship with Hitler deteriorated and he fled to the United States.
Actually, his ex-wife and son were die-hard Hitler fans, so they stayed in Germany.
Hanfstängl, whose family was wealthy and who was himself a member of the upper class, was on friendly terms with many of the political and business figures in Bavaria.
He took me around to parties and various gatherings, making me acquainted with people from the upper class.
One of the relationships that came about that way is······
"My name is Adolf Hitler."
"My name is Goering. Hermann Goering. I've heard a lot about you, but I'm so glad we're meeting like this, haha."
Hermann Goering, Nazi Germany's eternal X-Man.
This covers all the basic options.