Disclaimer: I don't own KonoSuba! .
Also, read Radiant Crimson by PRONTO3000 before coming here. You won't get a great idea of what's going on if you step in the middle of the story. It's like Harry Potter; you don't know what the hell's going on if you watch Half-blood Prince as your first movie of the whole trilogy. It happened to me. I don't want it to happen to you.
A.N: Hi, this is elixejo. I'm well known (and only known) for helping out PRONTO3000 in Chapter 7 of RC. In the (almost) 2 months of absence, I had national exams, a part time job, and many things. PRONTO was also sucked out of inspiration and time..
He's shared with me the story he's wanted to put in Radiant Crimson. I volunteered to take it up, but I'm still trying to get used to writing again (after what? A year or two?). Please help me out by giving me your reviews on the story that I've written, so that I can improve!
The general direction of this story is done by PRONTO3000, but this is an extra chapter I wrote. Honorable mention goes to Philosopher27. He inspired me to write Interlude 7.1 and the chapter that goes after that.
I'm sorry this took way too long, I rewrote and added things to the story like 20 times. I'll be releasing this in parts so that I can stop harming myself rewriting and rewriting the whole thing.
Interlude 7.1: Sympathy?
~ Part 1. ~
The door kicked open.
"Kazuma, Kazuma!"
Hai hai, Kazuma desu.
Step, step.
By the time I turned my head, Megumin stood there.
Arms to her sides.
Legs apart.
A big, egoistic smile was there on her face.
She's definitely imitating Haruhi Suzumiya.
...
"Ouch..."
Only after a few moments, Megumin broke the grand impression her previous actions had brought her.
She crouched down, holding the foot that she kicked open the door with.
She clenched her teeth, trying to bear the pain.
So much for the flashy entrance.
"What happened." My voice, monotonous, hinted disappointment to Megumin's failure.
"I hurt my foot."
"I can see that, captain obvious. What's the point of doing such a stupid entrance if you're going to injure your foot?"
"What? It's absolutely necessary for I, Megumin to have an explosive entrance!"Glaring at me, she cried as she tightened her grip to her shoes.
I'm not impressed!
"Explosive entrance? What a joke! Dummy, you need Michael Bay for that." I sneered.
"Who's Michael Bay?" The mocked Megumin gave off an irritated expression.
Michael Bay's the name, explosions are his game!
...
As if she'll understand that.
"...Research it yourself."
...
"Yes…" She grunted, giving me an annoyed stare.
She sighed.