CHAPTER 12: Home


A/N: We have a special treat for this chapter :) we hope you enjoy it.

WARNING: Cute twins, cute dragons, cute Nigredo. This whole chapter is one big fluffball. I hold no responsibilities over fluff allergies. You have been warned. Oh, and this chapter is basically filler. Still canon though. Sorry not sorry.


Tiamat looked up at the wooden ceiling of her room in the guild while laying on the bed provided.

She sighed in exasperation. She still couldn't believe how stupid she was for not paying closer attention when Ainz was outlining the rules of the bet.

Perhaps she could have won if she had paid more attention?

No, that wasn't possible. Ainz had said that she wasn't allowed to use any of her racial classes, meaning she had been limited to her job classes. Too bad she only had a few since she focused more on her racial classes than her job classes.

Of the levels she had invested into her job classes, most of them were support based such as her High Priestess and Dragon Saintess classes. As the class names implied, she was capable of casting a limited array of heal and support spells, but lacked the ability to resurrect entities. For that she needed a dedicated healer build and an extremely high positive karma rating. On the bright side, her lesser-known Dragon Saintess class was capable of creating fairly powerful summons, even in comparison to high level players, as well as skills that buffed said summons.

On the other hand, she did have one warrior class, Ascended Guardian, courtesy of her broken defensive stats. It basically ensured that she couldn't be touched by anybody below a certain threshold while heavily reducing damage from attacks she couldn't completely block.

But those two job classes were literally useless in their bet.

She sighed yet again and covered her eyes with her hands. No matter how many times she thought about it, she couldn't see herself outdoing Ainz.

She grinned. "That's why he's the guild leader."

She got up from the bed and sat on the edge, fastening the cloak around her neck.

Well, it was fun while it lasted. She got to try out a lot of spells and she learned a lot from the brief experience as well. After she was done here, she was going to take a week off and spend some time in Nazarick.

Thinking about her fluffy bed brought a silly grin to her face, one that grew bigger as she thought about the cute dark elf twins.

'Time to go…' she stood up. The clone's shoes were nowhere to be seen. She guessed either the shoes broke or were left behind on the battlefield.

"Seems like I have to go barefoot…don't want to waste too many scrolls after all," she muttered under her breath.

Moreover, since Ainz's stature was so much taller than hers, the cloak he gave her dragged along the ground. 'Troublesome…'

She opened the door and she saw Borg and Antonios waiting outside.

"Ah, Borg-san and Antonios-san, hello." She smiled cheerfully at them, pulling the cloak even closer to her body. Her tattered dress was in no way, shape, or form suitable to be shown to the public, and she really wanted to avoid catching the eyes of unwanted men.

She thought Borg and Antonios were going to greet her as well, but as soon as they saw her step out of the room, their eyes widened, and Antonios suddenly fell to his knees in tears.

"H-hannah-sama...kkh." He gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of her, desperately clinging to the ends of her cloak closer to his chest.

"E-eh? Antonios-san!" she bent down to Antonios, touching his shoulder in panic. "Are you okay, Antonios-san? Are you injured?" She worriedly asked, flustered.

It was shocking to see Antonios suddenly cry, even for Borg who had adventured with him for years had never seen him cry, not even when he lost his leg. It seemed like the Silver Priestess was making his teammate much more emotional than usual.

"B-borg-san, is there anything wrong with Antonios-san?" Tiamat shook her hands panic.

But instead of answering her, Borg laid his hand on Antonios's shoulder while smiling gently, "Oi, your action is too burdensome on the Priestess."

"I know!" He replied, almost screaming. Tears and snot trailed down his face. "But I can't help it. When I saw you falling on your knees, I thought you were going to die Hannah-sama!"

To Antonios, Tiamat was his saviour, his Goddess. He promised himself that he will pay back her kindness tenfold.

When he saw her fall in the bloodstained fields, his heart had sunk inside him like lead. Descending into the deep, cold, and dark ocean, where he watched his sunlight fade far away from his reach.

Tiamat floundered. She didn't know how to comfort the man currently sobbing in her cloak when she had no clue what was wrong.

All she could do was offer a few words of reprieve.

"Antonios-san, look at me," she said sternly. Her voice held such a sense of finality in it that Antonios stopped crying and raised his head to look at her.

Even though his vision was all blurry from his tears, he saw that even her silhouette was beautiful. The sun shone brightly on her, enhancing her features even more. He could only stare in awe.

"Hey, it's alright," she gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks. "I'm still alive aren't I?" She gave a wry smile. He succumbed to her touch, and felt the warmth of her hand that indicated that she was indeed alive and well.

But this made him tear up even more. "Y-yes…"

Tiamat looked at him and her heart bloomed with warmth; never in her entire life had a stranger been worried about her, and thus the door to her heart cracked open a bit.

Perhaps, just perhaps, the people in the New World were different…

"Come on, Antonios-san." She pulled him up so that he could stand on his feet, and Antonios obeyed.

Borg poked the back of Antonios's head, as he murmured, "Crybaby," under his breath and looked at Antonios tenderly.

Tiamat looked at Borg, 'Oh...OH?'

Gay relationships were quite common back on Earth, but she wasn't sure about the New World, was Borg perhaps…?

She smiled happily when she saw the two of them bicker with each other. 'Ah, I really wanna sing Can't You Feel the Love Tonight, but no one here is going to understand that reference…'

My, my, my. She had found something precious by accident.

"By the way, are you guys injured?" Tiamat asked, feeling a bit sorry for destroying their current atmosphere.

"Ah, a little bit." Borg replied, "But not as bad as you were, Hannah-san."

"Oi Borg! Show some respect, it's not Hannah-san, but Hannah-sama!" Antonios scowled at Borg.

Tiamat deadpanned at Antonios, she had forgotten for a while that he was that kind of person.

Deciding to ignore that comment, Tiamat asked the both of them, "Can you please ask the rest of the Adventurers who are injured to come see me in the Guild Hall's lobby?"

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm going to heal all of them."

As soon as she said that, she was immediately scolded by the two people in front of her.

"No! Are you crazy Hannah-san? Think about yourself before you think about others!"

"Exactly Hannah-sama! You just woke up afterall, please rest so that you won't put a strain on your body!"

Tiamat laughed out loud. Her silvery laughter rang throughout the whole guild, and people from the lobby looked up to the second floor curious as to what could be so amusing.

Honestly, she only found the whole situation funny because she did all this for herself. Not for others.

While they thought she was doing this out of kindness.

Their conceptions of her were completely absurd.

"Gosh…" Tiamat laughed so hard until she cried. She wiped the tears on the corner of her eyes. "I can assure you two, I'm alright." She chuckled.

She walked passed the two of them and went down the stairs barefooted, clenching Ainz's red robe to make sure that it covered her exposed skin. A small slit was opened on the left side of her leg so there was enough space for her to move her legs.

The people in the lobby all turned their heads toward her in awe.

How could someone who was on the verge of dying mere minutes ago be so beautiful?

Even though her hair was a tangled mess and her skin was caked with blood, her grace still shone through. Rather, it seemed to be enhanced. As if she was a sleeping beauty who had just awakened from her deep slumber

They could see a peek of her pale legs as she descended down the stairs, revealing her lean calves and delicate ankles.

Then she stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

"Everyone," her soft voice carried to every corner of the guild hall. "I received a private quest this morning to subjugate the stampede. I accepted. I was supposed to be among the first who fought, but I was late." Her eyes dropped in guilt as she looked down on the ground.

Then she did the unthinkable.

In front of everyone, the Silver Priestess bowed.

Everyone started clattering in their places, sounds and murmurs of shock resounded around the guild hall.

"I'm sorry, because of my tardiness, all of you had to suffer," her voice broke through all the noise in the lobby, and the murmuring died down.

This was the first time anyone in the adventurer guild had ever received this kind of treatment.

Usually if there was a conflict between adventurers, they either ignored one another or settled the matter privately. Most of the times, they ended up in a cold war, with each team ignoring the other and sometimes sabotaging the other group.

She stood back up. "That is why, as compensation, I am willing to heal your injuries for free." She beamed at them, a face so captivating and beautiful that it lit up the whole guild hall.

No one could utter a sound.

She sat down at the bottom of the stairs. "Well then, who's going to be first?"

The adventurers broke out of their shock and swarmed around the Priestess. No one was going to miss the opportunity of getting healed for free by the Silver Priestess, the Saviour of E-Rantel.

One by one she mended the adventurers who were wounded in the recent battle and more. Even though no one regrew a limb like Antonios, she healed everyone, from those with severe wounds to the those with only mere scratches.

Broken bones, gaping gashes, hereditary sickness, even to the smallest of scratches. She even erased old scars, an act that became widely popular among female adventurers. Although some refrained because they saw their scars as testaments to the hardships they underwent, she respected that.

All while refusing to take even a single copper coin.

After they were healed, the guild broke into discussions about the Silver Priestess. Nearly all agreed that aside from her beautiful appearance, she was also strong and kind-hearted. Truly, a treasure amongst treasures.

Right as she finished, Pluton Ainzach went out into the guild hall and exchanged her Mythril plate with Adamantine. Instead of envy, she was met with applause from the Adventurers.

When they suddenly started clapping to congratulate her, she blushed fiercely, not expecting that kind of reaction from them.

They all had the same thought.

Amongst everyone who had ever risen to Adamantine, she was the one most deserving of the rank. And if anyone said otherwise, well…

Let's just say they were gonna have a bad time.

(ㅇㅅㅇ❀)

"Uh, it's alright, I'm just gonna fly home after this and change," she held both of her hands upwards, a total rejection in Japanese society. But the other party was undeterred.

"Nonsense Mademoiselle!" He fiercely replied. "This is the least we could do for you."

"Then at least please let me pay—"

"Non! Nonnonnonnonnonnon," he put his finger over her lips. "Now please try these, these, these, and these as well. Oh, and also this would absolutely be lovely on you."

He threw her a bunch of different styles of dresses and other various articles of clothing and then forced her into a changing room.

With practiced hands, as if they had done this a million times, a group of woman stripped her of Ainz's cloak and her ruined Priestess dress, and then inserted her into a corset.

All she could feel was the sensation of fabric against her skin and the weight of the dress, and in a flash, the curtains opened and there the… she had no idea what she was supposed to call this man.

Fashionista? Tailor? Merchant?

Startled out her musings by the man's enthusiastic clapping, Tiamat saw him admiring his masterpiece on her. "Incroyable! Merveilleuse!"

She looked at him with an impassive face and sighed inwardly.

Just how did she get here…

After she had healed all of the Adventurers, she left the adventurer guild and was greeted by a bunch of people, one of them in particular snuck her into his shop when he saw the state of her clothing, insisting that she could take any piece of clothing she wanted.

His shop was small but luxurious nonetheless, with a wide glass window so that everyone could look inside the shop, and just outside, she saw a group of people gathered together in front of it.

The shop was decorated with dark lacquered wood, with rolls of fabrics and dressed mannequins neatly placed around the shop.

Currently, she was standing in an impromptu changing room, located smack dab in the middle of his shop, with only curtains to protect her decency, and in front of her was a large mirror that reflected her appearance.

"Twirl for me Mademoiselle," with a sigh, she complied.

She twirled around, feeling the full weight of the dress. A layered dress was far too extravagant for her to wear anywhere. The color was a mismatch of greyish green and dark red with swirls embroidered across the skirt . She had to wear some sort of an iron cage to make the dress floof wide, making her small frame appear bulky.

She applauded anyone who could look good in this dress.

As someone who spent hours designing her character to look as perfect as possible, she inwardly cringed in pain. This was not how her character was supposed to look like...

If they had a towering boat wig, she was going to look exactly like Madam Antoinette. The dress was a perfect replica of 18th century nobilities.

"What do you think?" He asked her.

She sighed and shook her head. "I'm sorry, uhm…"

"Ah," as if he came to an important realization. "I haven't introduced myself. I am Paolo, the best tailor in E-Rantel."

"Paolo-san," she smiled gently at him, subtly clenching her tummy so that she wouldn't burst into laughter.

'Oh Lord, the challenges you put against me…'

Paolo reminded her of the Paolo from Princess Diaries.

She couldn't help herself, so she let out the smallest of giggles.

The heavy accent, his demenour and light touches that made him seem gay, and over the top suggestions.

It was a perfect mirror.

She brought herself together, and replied politely with a small curtsy, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm Hannah Annafelowz."

"We all know who you are, dearest," Paolo said, checking the other dresses he had on his shelf. "After all the ruckus you brought with you on your first day, and what happened today," he sighed. "If no one knows who you are, then I shall beat some sense into him."

Tiamat just hummed, trying to calm herself. Everything the guy said threatened to cause her to break out in hysterical laughter.

"By the way, dearest. What do you think of that dress?"

Tiamat twirled once again while looking at herself in the mirror, and she agreed once again with what she had previously thought. "Yeah...I don't think this is what I had in mind."

"Hoo, is that so Mademoiselle?" He took out a piece of parchment and a brush, and gave it to her. "Then, please draw what you desire to wear and I will make it this instant!"

"W-wait," holy shit Paolo just gave her a heavy burden. She was not a designer. Sure she could visualize what she wanted, but to draw them were two completely different things.

She closed the curtain on him, and ushered the lady helpers out of the makeshift changing room. "Paolo-san, I don't think it's best for me to do that. I appreciate everything you've done, your dress is very beautiful, but I don't need it."

She took a scroll from her inventory, and whispered 『Create Lesser Item』to make a pair of undergarments, and quickly unequipped the layered dress which landed with a small poof next to her in order to put on the newly created underwear. She hurriedly bent down to pick up the cloak Ainz's had given her and draped it around her.

She had to because her tattered dress was taken away by the lady helpers, and making a dress out of thin air could raise suspicions.

"I understand Mademoiselle, but I insist," Paolo said, his tone suddenly changing from upbeat to sullen. "If you didn't help us, then the city would be ransacked and people would have died."

She opened the curtains slightly so that she could see his face.

"Look outside mademoiselle." He turned to his left to view the wide glass window of the shop where people were flocking together. "Those are the people that you've saved. If not for you, they would have lost their incomes, businesses, family, and most importantly their homes. They are all here to thank you. This is why I insist. You have helped us and getting you a new piece of clothing is the least I can do as a thank you. I hope you'll accept…"

Tiamat looked at his somber face and turned her head to the window as well. When she looked at the people behind the glass window, they all waved their hands at her, giving her a wide smile, and she couldn't help but to do the same to them.

After Tiamat gave it some thought, she finally decided. "Then Paolo-san," she smiled at him, getting out of the curtain and handing him a piece of parchment. "Perhaps there's something you can do other than giving me your dress."

"Hoo? What could be better than my finest creation?" He asked curiously.

At his question she gave him the widest grin. "I want you to make a red dress and a green suit in children's size!" She said excitedly.

(ㅇㅅㅇ❀)

"Bye nee-san!"

One child raised his hand in a large wave near the gates, and she waved back at him with a smile. How could she not when such a cute angel just waved his hand at her?

Pentakrisis swooped down from the sky and onto the ground near her, lowering his wings so that Tiamat may reach him.

After Tiamat snapped a safe harness on him, a gift given to her by the citizens of E-Rantel, she patted Pentakrisis's head and with a flap of his wings, he shot up to the skies.

"Let's head back home to Nazarick, Taki…" she called him by his new pet name since Pentakrisis was proving to be a mouthful.

Once she was halfway to Nazarick, she opened a『Gate』straight down to the Sixth Floor Arena, and immediately landed in the middle of it. The gust of wind from Pentakrisis's wings blew away all the sand and dust as they landed.

As soon as they arrived, her baby dragons immediately swarmed around her excitedly.

She jumped off Taki, deactivating『Ragnarok's Scale』, and as soon as she did, the baby dragons hopped on her and she was pressed to the ground.

Pentakrisis reigned them in by softly chuffing at them, and they started to move much slower and gentler than before.

Pentakrisis helped her up with the tip of his snout and as soon as she got up, she hugged her babies happily.

"Awww, I miss you too!" she squeezed each and everyone of them tightly around her arms. "Looks like my ittle-wittle babies have grown up!"

True to her words, her baby dragons were now level thirty-four and were slightly taller than before.

"Lady Tiamat!" someone excitedly shouted from a distance, and when she turned around, she saw Aura running towards her.

Tiamat let go of her dragons and opened up her arms as wide as possible right when Aura jumped right into her. She picked her up and twirled her around before giving Aura a bone-crushing hug, figuratively of course.

"Aura, I missed you so much!" she rapidly placed kisses on the beast-tamer's cheeks, and Aura quickly turned into a shade of red, dyeing her skin a dark pink.

"I-I missed you too, My Lady, hehe," she beamed happily from the affection the Supreme Being was giving her.

"Is Mare in his usual place?" she picked her up with a confidence born of the million times she had done this when she was younger. She had Aura nestled on her midsection against her right hip, her face facing outward while her lag straddled her hips as she held her leg and back with her arms

Aura was not as surprised as she was before, instead, welcoming Tiamat's touch eagerly, like a plant thirsting for water.

"Yup!" she answered cheerfully, and with a nod, Tiamat jumped into the VIP box of the Arena where she saw Mare with his head stuck in a book.

When Mare noticed she was there, he flusteredly slammed his book shut and shot up to his feet. "Welcome home, L-Lady Tiamat…"

She put Aura down and opened her arms wide to hug the other twin. "I'm happy to be home. Now for the kisses!" she landed two quick kisses on Mare's left and right cheek respectively, and just like his sister, his skin reddened in embarrassment.

When Tiamat saw his reaction, she could only cover her eyes with the palm of her hands, 'Seriously, why are they so cuuuuute!' she screamed inwardly in joy. These twins were seriously bad for her heart.

'As expected. Cuteness is truly the strongest force on any world.'

"Anyways, I got a gift for you two." she declared to the twins happily.

"Gifts! Really My Lady?" Aura questioned in anticipation. If she had a tail, it would definitely be wiggling in delight.

Her brother was much more subdued, but she could still see the twinkle of excitement dancing in his eyes.

She pulled out Paolo's clothes from their wrappings in a green and red box respectively. "Tadaa! This one is for Aura, and this one is for Mare."

"I-Is this really for us?" Mare asked, awed that a Supreme Being was giving them presents.

"Of course! But the quality may not be as good as Nazarick's. If you want I can make some adjustments."

To her surprise, both twins shrieked "No!" at the same time.

"W-We'll accept any gift from you, Lady Tiamat." Mare pleaded, clutching the box tightly against his small frame.

"Me too!" Aura chimed in.

Her jaw almost hit the floor because she was unbelievably surprised. Well, it was totally understandable from their perspective. If they gave her any gift, she would also accept them gratefully, so she didn't say anything.

"Well, go on then," she said with a smile as she sat together with the twins as they carefully opened their presents. "Open your presents!"

They didn't say anything as their gifts were revealed to them. All they did was stare, mouths agape upon seeing the contents of the boxes.

Tiamat anxiously looked at their expressions. Did they hate it? Did they love it?

At first they looked extremely shocked, but when they saw the clothing and took it out of the box, their eyes simultaneously lit up.

She didn't miss how much their eyes sparkled at the moment. For Aura, it was a red dress that was both childishly cute yet carried a hint of mature elegance, with patterns of dark orchids embroidered all over it. For Mare, it was an emerald suit and pants paired with a steel blue vest with ivy patterned embroidery.

Looking at the two sets of clothing once again, Tiamat internally squealed, already imagining how the twins would look wearing their new outfits

They continued staring at their presents until she decided to ask, "What do you think?"

They jumped off the floor and looked her straight in the eye. Their small and round heads reminded her so much of kittens that she started to pet both of their heads without realizing.

Upon feeling the Supreme Being's hands patting their heads, the twins immediately stiffened. They had not expected so much affection from their god and goddess. Their hearts overflowed with bliss, spilling out in the form of grateful tears. How fortunate they were to serve the all-powerful and merciful Supreme Beings!

"Do you like them?"

As if woken from a trance, they hurriedly wiped the tears from their eyes, and quickly nodded a few times at her. "Yes, yes! They're very pretty My Lady!" Life returned to their eyes and they shimmered like a pond in the morning sun.

Tiamat nodded happily. It was all good as long as the twins loved them, but she did see the slightest bit of hesitation when they accepted their gifts. She hugged them tightly, both of them, against her chest and whispered, "Next time, please wear these clothes when I come to visit."

Their childish bright smiles were extremely beautiful. She had never seen them smile like that before.

If smiles were to have corresponding temperature associated with them, then theirs would probably be the warmth of spring. A smile that caused flowers to bloom within people's heart.

To think that this would make them so happy brought a motherly smile to her face. Seeing them happy made her happy. Even after she had returned to her room, she couldn't stop her lips from twitching upwards.

Curious, Yuri who was in the room by her side watched as Tiamat attempted to control herself. "My Lady, has there been something good happening lately?"

"I'm fine Yuri, it's just…" she halted, struggling to find the right words, but then she realized, being honest was far better than having to hold her feelings back. At this simple revelation, she smiled broadly, noticing that Yuri was smiling as well. "It's just that I'm really happy to finally be home."

(ㅇㅅㅇ❀)

"Albedo, I'm sorry, but hand this in and have it redone. There are too many mistakes."

"My apologies!"

"Umm, please redo this."

"Understood, My Lady!."

"I'm really really sorry, but please redo this one here as well."

Ainz's luxurious office was filled with tasteful and exotic furniture. Every single piece was of exquisite design and combined with each other to create a powerful atmosphere. The crimson carpet that laid upon the floor was thick and soft, swallowing Albedo's footsteps as she walked around the room. Flags bearing assorted insignia hung around the walls of the room.

An imposing mahogany desk sat in the center of the office. But the one who sat on the black leather chair was not the owner.

Instead, it was one of the Last Supreme Beings of Ainz Ooal Gown.

If Albedo were to describe her in one phrase—dressed as she was in a long red imperial robe that seemed ever so divine— then she would have to be a "Goddess" indeed.

Her face was perfectly symmetrical, free of any blemishes. Her skin was as white as snow and her lips as red as roses, features which reminded her a lot of that fairy tale book in Ashurbanipal. But instead of short black locks, long straight crimson hair that touched the ground as she sat on the chair flowed down her back.

Her horns symbolized her power and age. Intricate yet sturdy, and without a single mark on them; signifying her mastery in combat as well as the many experiences she must have had. Her scaly tail peeked out from the bottom of her dress, thumping the soft carpet ever so slightly in frustration

As she rested her chin upon her crossed fingers, Albedo saw the rings on her fingers gleam as they shone with magical might.

"You know what? This is absolutely ridiculous. There's literally no point in reviewing all of these documents," the Supreme Being looked to her left where mountains of documents were sprawled in stacks on the table. "What to do…" she muttered to herself.

As per ordered by the leader of Nazarick, Tiamat was asked to help Albedo with her administrative work while Ainz was adventuring. Since she was going to take a week off from adventuring, she found no problem in helping her dearest friend.

But the stacks of paper in front of her filled her with despair as her eyebrows slightly twitched.

'Isn't this just Momo passing his work to me…' she grumbled inwardly.

Well, she had already decided that she would help. So she was definitely going to do her best.

"We could take a break of this if that is your will," Albedo who had heard her muttering, replied gracefully.

Tiamat sighed, administrative work was not her forte, but at least all she had to do was to check whether the documents were consistent with one another, which Ainz would review later on. However, there were countless defects on several of the papers. Moreover, the names and contents were written by different people in different formats so it was much more difficult to check.

She sighed as she leaned back on the chair and brought one of the papers up to the light.

"Albedo," she finally decided on what to do.

"Yes, My Lady."

"I'm going to reject all of these documents. Please bring me a blank piece of paper," she sighed for what felt like the hundredth time this day, feeling sorry for Albedo who would have to redo everything. Consumed by guilt, she decided to make things easier for her.

Albedo immediately prepared what she had asked for and Tiamat immediately went to work.

She created a uniform format by drawing up a form and tried making a draft budget form while she was at it.

Since they were not in YGGDRASIL anymore, she decided that YGGDRASIL money would have to be preserved. Instead, they switched their resources to suit the New World's condition. This included the use of money for the day to day operations in Nazarick.

When she deemed that it was good enough and had fulfilled every single criterion needed, she handed the piece of paper to Albedo.

"Please print this in large numbers. Notify and distribute this to every floor in Nazarick. In the future, all documents that are not using this format will be rejected."

Albedo enthusiastically looked over the form. "I understand! By using this form, the number of defects will be reduced and it will be easier to check if a form was prepared beforehand. As expected of My Lady!"

After these forms circulate around Nazarick, filling out reports would become far simpler, compared to the previous method making pages upon pages of jumbled words. With this, Albedo and Ainz's workload would become much easier.

Inwardly she apologized to Ainz for making such a large decision. There were just so many documents that needed to be checked. By the time she finished she would have went blind…

All she needed to do was decrease their workload. That was all.

Tiamat brought another assortment of documents to the coffee table Ainz had in his office. Albedo arranged the documents into piles based on their subject, while she recorded the mistakes in any calculations made.

Albedo's assortment was easy to understand so Tiamat quickly processed document after document. 'Truly the might of the Overseer of Nazarick,' she gushed over Albedo's skills.

By the time they were finally finished, it was time for lunch.

"To think that lunch time would finally come…" Tiamat sprawled herself across the sofa with a soft thud.

"Good job, My Lady. I won't ever forget this favor, so please come help by all means again." Albedo bowed towards her direction.

Even though she hated paperwork, she found herself agreeing to Albedo's request. Well it was all for Nazarick anyways, so none of her hard work would go to waste.

Tiamat sat down on the sofa and looked over at Albedo. For her to not have a decent lunch at noon, she must've been using the same『Ring of Sustenance』as Demiurge.

Tiamat sombered after considering Albedo's meal circumstances. She felt guilty for happily eating her meals without being aware of the Guardian's situations.

"Albedo, are you going to be busy after this?"

"No. Is there anything you need from me, My Lady?"

Tiamat stood up and grabbed Albedo by her wrist. "Then, let's eat lunch together!" she smiled happily and without waiting Albedo's reply, she opened『Gate』to the dining hall.

"Lady Tiamat! Albedo-sama!" the homunculi maids exclaimed in shock as they all stood up simultaneously, not expecting to see one of the Supreme Beings and the Overseer of Nazarick, two of the most important people of Nazarick to suddenly appear in Nazarick's public dining hall.

To Tiamat who was not used to being in the spotlight, the maid's curious gazes were quite painful…

"It's alright, please be at ease. Albedo and I were just about to grab some lunch," she said trying to diffuse the situation. As soon as she arrived she could feel the tension oozing off of the homunculi maids.

'I guess they don't feel too comfortable with us here…'

"My Lady, if you want I could ask Sous Chef what you want for lunch. For the Supreme Being to eat together with the maids and eating the maids' food…"

"Eh? What are you talking about Albedo?" she grinned at the succubus. "Any food that comes out from Nazarick's kitchen is delicious. Plus we have to save Nazarick's resources properly."

"But you don't have to eat out here My Lady."

"But isn't the dining hall used for people to eat?" she innocently asked back.

"Well, you are correct, but…" seeing that she could not diminish Tiamat enthusiasm, Albedo relented. "Then please take a seat My Lady. I'll bring our lunch to the table."

As Albedo walked to the line to grab their shares, Tiamat looked for a table to sit at. She found a table of six filled with only four homunculi maids and walked over there. But as soon as she arrived, the four maids immediately took their plates and moved away from her.

"E-Eh?" Tiamat was confused, why did they move away from her? Did she smell or something? Unconsciously, she sniffed herself.

No, she didn't smell particularly bad, although she did smell like paper and ink but that was because they had been cooped up in Ainz's office since morning.

'Are they perhaps not comfortable with having me around? Is that why Albedo suggested that I should eat somewhere else?' she humored the thought for a few seconds, feeling a little bit down that the maids were avoiding her like the plague.

But that was not the case.

In fact, the homunculi maids are pleasantly surprised by the arrival of two of the most exalted beings in Nazarick, and were taking their lunch together because they heard from the oldest sister of the Pleiades maids that Lady Tiamat was baking desserts for today's lunch and dinner for the denizens of Nazarick to eat.

That was why the dining hall was so much more packed than usual.

However, they didn't feel that they were worthy enough to be sitting at the same table as a Supreme Being.

Tiamat looked at their half-full plates and noticed they hadn't even finished their meals. Since she didn't want to make the atmosphere more uncomfortable than it already was, she said to the four maids. "That's alright, please sit down. I can assure you that Albedo and I only come here to eat."

With a warm, yet cautious smile, she ushered them into their chairs and one by one, they slowly sat down.

Tiamat sat down at the far right end of the table, leaving Albedo a seat across from her. Looking at the maids who stopped touching their forks, she said to them, "Please don't mind me and enjoy your meals. I also baked some desserts for you all to eat, please give them a try."

At this, they immediately replied with vigor. "O-of course, Tiamat-sama! W-With pleasure!"

When Albedo arrived, she carried strawberry danishes, a basket of toast and scrambled eggs with chorizos and salad on plates for two.

"Then, shall we eat?" Tiamat asked happily.

That day, the homunculi maids could only listen as the two discussed the future policies of personnels of Nazarick.


Canon Omake(s)


Sortie with Shalltear

"So...wait...you...this is where you sleep?" she asked incredously. Seriously, who the hell made the cute legal loli Shalltear sleep in a SEX DUNGEON?!

Oh wait, of course.

'Peroroncino…'

The first thing she noticed about the room was the abundance of leather. The floor was made out of leather, and the bed was also made out of leather, with a disturbing lack of sheets.

Brown leather and black wood decorated the entire room.

A weird contraption was also hung up on the wall near the bed.

Curiously, she asked Shalltear. "Why is the floor and the bed made out of leather?"

"That's because instead of walking, the floor is made for people to kneel," Shalltear boasted, grinning widely. "Obviously, the bed is not for sleeping, My Lady."

Her voice sounded so sultry that Tiamat just stared at the small vampire in disbelief at the heavy implication of it.

"That's absurd," she blanched. "Beds are made for people to sleep on it."

Shalltear only smiled, as she slowly sipped her tea.

"Aren't you curious, My Lady? I can assure you I can offer you the greatest pleasure you will ever experience in your life." her eyes glowed red in anticipation as she offered the deal to the Supreme Being.

A small gush escaped Shalltear's nether region when she imagined the Supreme Being in front of her writhing underher in both pleasure and pain. Unknowingly, Shalltear began to pant as her face slowly grew redder with desire.

Tiamat crossed her hands in an X-shape. "Pass! But I am curious though. How does that work?" she pointed at one complicated contraption in particular.

"Hoo, it's simple My Lady, you just..."

At the end of the day Tiamat promised herself to never return.

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Chattering with Cocytus

She landed with a thud on the cold tundra floor. She blinked a few times as the dots in her vision cleared away. It was then that she found herself staring at the colossal icy blue insect in front of her.

"My. Lady?"

Her eyes snapped towards the sound of his scratchy voice and there in all of his glory is Cocytus, the Vermin Lord.

"I. Think. We. Should. Stop. Our. Training. Session. Here. My. Lady." Cocytus demanded cooly as he helped her up with one of his arms.

Since Tiamat had a few days of vacation she was thinking of spending one of her days training with Cocytus. Of course, with her nonexistent physical or magical attack, Cocytus had a massive advantage over her.

However, Tiamat had her ridiculous defensive build that was over the charts, making the training session pointless.

So she just settled on seeing the movement of his swords and parrying his attacks.

Cocytus scanned Tiamat all over, checking for injuries, and when he found none, his jaws snapped in satisfaction.

"I'm good Cocytus, thank you," she smiled at him. Despite being a vermin, Tiamat was strangely alright with Cocytus. Besides, after spending some time with Cocytus, Tiamat found out that the fifth Floor Guardian was a total teddy bear.

He also adored children, and found the dark elves twins cute.

"Shall. We. Take. A. Break. Then?" Cocytus offered to her.

"Tea?" she asked in response.

In the end she and Cocytus spend the day gushing about Aura and Mare, training forgotten.

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Tea Party with Aura and Mare

"My Lady! Welcome Back!" Aura's voice boomed all over the arena.

"Hello to you too Aur—" she halted in shock with her mouth wide open.

Before her, was Aura wearing a red dress with a red rose decorating her hair. Besides her was her brother, Mare, wearing the green suit with his hair tied back.

Aura had lost all her tomboyishness while Mare became so manly all of a sudden.

And Tiamat came to a realization.

She had unconsciously made Aura and Mare cosplay as Rin and Len from Vocaloid. Aura as the Daughter of Evil and Mare as her servant.

The similarities were truly uncanny…

'A happy coincidence!'

Aura ran towards Tiamat, lifting the hem of the dress with her hands, and her brother followed suit behind her.

"What do you think, My Lady?" Aura twirled with Mare. To Tiamat, they looked like dancing fairies.

Something bubbled inside Tiamat and she tried to hold back. She gently put the basket of food she had brought down on the floor. Then she tackled the twins to the ground while giving them hugs and kisses on their cheeks while they blushed happily.

'Bukubuku-chan, your children are too cute!'

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Tea Party with Demiurge

"..."

"..."

"I didn't think that this would happen…" she started the conversation.

Currently she was on the seventh floor of Nazarick with Demiurge enjoying some tea and cake in the Blazing Temple overlooking the River of Lava.

However the very moment she poured the tea into one of the cups, the tea instantly evaporated into thin air.

She sighed, while Demiurge just sat there with his usual smile.

'That's such a waste though…'

The Goddess in front of him was too honest with her emotions and when he saw her disappointed expression because he didn't get to drink the tea she had prepared, his devilish heart filled with joy.

It made Demiurge happy that one of the Last Supreme Beings thought so highly of him.

He had heard of the news that his Lady was taking turns visiting the Floor Guardians, and he had wondered when would he get his visit, eagerly anticipating it.

Demiurge smile widened, almost reaching his ears. He fixed his glasses as he came to a decision. "Then why don't we do something else My Lady?"

"Something else…?"

That day, Demiurge personally escorted Tiamat to look around the Seventh Floor with her hand around his. Tiamat was unable to get the sound of tortured screams out of her head for several days to come.

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Associating with Albedo

"Thank you for inviting me to your room, My Lady. It is an honor."

Albedo sat in front of her in her room. They were sitting in her room since Albedo didn't specifically have a room aside from the Throne Room, but they couldn't have tea there.

"I'm happy to have you here, Albedo!" She said cheerfully. "You've worked so hard for Nazarick. It must've been tough on you."

Albedo beamed back, her wings fluttering happily. "No, not at all, My Lady. The work has been challenging, but it's fun nonetheless."

"I'm glad to hear that. Are you eating properly?"

The lunch she had with Albedo was actually Albedo's first time eating the meals cooked in Nazarick. That was why Tiamat emphasized to her later on that having a meal everyday was as important as finishing up work in Nazarick.

"Yes, I try keeping a consistent eating schedule everyday, My Lady."

Tiamat was wearing her sleepwear, since Albedo's work entailed working late into the night —an action Tiamat heavily disagreed with.

Her sleepwear was an off shoulder white slip dress that stretched down to her knees, contrasting with her long red tresses.

In front of Tiamat, Albedo's face gushed red as she saw the Dragoness in her sleepwear with her sultry, round, white bed, in the background. Thousand of thoughts ran around in Albedo's head. But one stood out in particular;

'I'm going to lose my virginity with Lady Tiamat!'

At this particular thought, her breath grew ragged as her heartbeat quickened. The expectation, the ecstasy. She knew there was no way Lady Tiamat invited her here just to have tea.

"M-My, Lady…" she couldn't deny the excitement and the tightness in her nether region.

'Ah, the agony of waiting…'

Tiamat just sipped her tea, completely oblivious to Albedo's intent. "Yes, Albedo?"

"Could we skip the tea instead?"

"Eh? You wanna go straight to dessert?"

'OH YES DESSERT!'

"May I start then My Lady?"

Tiamat opened her hands wide to the spread of various desserts on the table. "Of course! Please help yourself!"

But Albedo didn't go after the pastries.

Yuri, who stood there in the corner of the room, widened her eyes in alarm as she saw Albedo tackle the Supreme Being to the floor, splattering the tea and the desserts on the floor.

In haste, she quickly ran to her Lady's side to help her.

"Can I help myself, My Lady? Then don't mind if I do! Ah~ My Lady!"

"A-Albedo!"

"Ever since you touched me in the throne room, I couldn't forget the heat of your hand against my breast! My Lady~"

Yuri, who couldn't separate Albedo from Tiamat, called the Eight-Edged Assassin who immediately pulled Albedo away from the Supreme Being.

After that, Tiamat never invited Albedo for tea again.

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Tea time with Pandora's Actor

Nothing to do.

Counting money.

Nothing to see.

Gold everywhere.

That was the daily life of Pandora's Actor.

As the Floor Guardian of the Treasury who guarded the wonders of Nazarick, he was not moved from his post. That was why he had to spend most of his time here.

However, his daily routine was monotone and mundane.

Don't get him wrong. He loved guarding the Treasury, but there was a small part of him that was a bit envious of the other Floor Guardians. One of his friends, Kyouhukou's children, would sometimes give reports on what was happening in Nazarick.

In his boredom, he wondered what life would be like if he wasn't the treasurer.

So, he changed himself into one of the sofas in the Treasury Room.

But he only grew sadder, because the life of a couch was so much more boring than his. At least he could jump in a pile of money. But there was nothing he could do by being a sofa.

Just when he was about to turn back, someone came into the room.

The Supreme Beings in all their glory.

"Huh, there's no one here…" Tiamat-sama said out loud.

"That's weird," Ainz grunted. "Pandora's Actor should be here."

"Maybe he had other errands to run?"

"No. I only assigned him to do his duties on this floor."

"Then, shall we wait? I really want to meet your creation Momo-chan!"

Ainz sighed, but gave a tired nod. Tiamat knew that he knew that Pandora's Actor was his cringy past, but there was nothing he could do about it at this point.

He made his way to one of the purple sofas, and Tiamat to the other.

Unknown to them, Tiamat sat on Pandora's Actor.

Because he was too ashamed to turn back in this situation, he stayed there as a sofa until they left the room and from that day onwards, Pandora's Actor would promise himself not to perform those kind of antics ever again.

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Aureole Omega and Victim

It took a while, but she finally got permission from Ainz to visit the eighth-floor on the condition that she only met with Aureole, the youngest of the Pleiades, and Victim.

Seeing as teleportation was handled by Aureole, Tiamat felt sad that Aureole could not do anything or even move away from her spot due to her duty of monitoring teleportation throughout Nazarick. That was why she was planning to bring desserts to Aureole for her hard work.

Since she was heading towards the Eight Floor, she was also planning on bringing these desserts to Victim and maybe even Rubedo if she was able to consume food.

However Ainz immediately disagreed with her proposal out of fear of Rubedo creating mass chaos due to any settings Tabula may have had coded into her. She tried to convince him that she would be fine, but he insisted, pointing out that her safety and well being was much more important than delivering pieces of cookies. In the end, she resigned herself to just meeting with Aureole and Victim.

As she stepped out of the『Gate』, she was greeted with a vast wilderness devoid of all life. As she started to walk towards where the Cherry Blossom Sanctuary was, she nostalgically thought back to the time where fifteen-hundred players had united to raid Nazarick.

As she continued to trek through the dusty plains with wind howling around her, a few sakura petals fluttered pass her and she vaguely recalled how the environmental hazards here inflicted debuffs even she would be hard pressed to deal with. She warmly thought back to how all the guild members worked together on the eighth-floor, optimizing it into a death trap that was borderline cheating.

They had made the entire floor absent of obstacles in order to make it as large as possible, therefore allowing the environmental debuffs more time to wreak havoc on invading players, before they would finally reach the Sanctuary and Sephiroth; an imposing tree modeled after religious depictions of it.

Tiamat's reminiscing came to a close as she found herself right at the doorsteps of the Sanctuary. Sakura trees blossomed over emerald green grass as far as her eyes could see, and at the base of Sephiroth, she saw Aureole and Victim seemingly waiting for her.

Aureole Omega bore the appearance of a young pale skinned miko with short black hair, and was wearing a red hakama and a white haori. Her eyes were a clear shade of electric blue, and even from a distance Tiamat could see that her eyes were unfocused, a sign that even though she looked like she was resting, she was still managing all the teleportation channels throughout Nazarick.

As Tiamat approached Aureole, she saw what appeared to be a misshapen floating fetus beside her, borne aloft by stick-like wings with petals blooming from it.

She waved at them from afar, and saw them wave back. Seeing Victim waving its small hands at her was endearing. Since the distance was quite far she used a skill to fly over to where they were.

"Sorry I took so long getting here," she apologized as she finally arrived at the base of Sephiroth.

Aureole stood and bowed in a dignified manner, truly behavior befitting one called a Miko. Victim also made a makeshift bow with its small build.

"That's alright My Lady," Aureole replied softly.

"Did you wait long?" she asked them.

This time Victim replied. "No, Not at all My Lady. We're really happy that you came to visit."

Looking at Victim, Tiamat's eyes glazed over and absentmindedly gave the misshapen fetus a small pat on the head. Her eyes unfocused as if she wasn't here.

"My Lady…?" Aureole asked in concern, perhaps the Supreme Being was ill?

After hearing Aureole's voice Tiamat woke up from her stupor and gave them a small smile.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something from back then, Victim reminded me of someone, that's all," she smiled somberly.

But this made them even more concerned.

When Aureole opened her mouth to ask who Victim reminded her of, Tiamat cut her off, "Let's sit down and enjoy these desserts shall we? I brought cheese cakes!"

Deciding to drop the issue entirely, Aureole closed her mouth and sat at the table she prepared.

She only watched as the Supreme Being cheerfully cut the cheese cake into smaller portions so that it was easier for Victim to eat it.

She wondered about what her Supreme Being had said.

Perhaps she will ask her in the future, but not now.

Not when they were happily enjoying life as it was.

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Bonus Omake: Niceties with Nigredo

Contrary to what she believed, the hallway that led to Nigredo's room was cold, damp, and dark.

She hated the dark.

Dark room, dark closet, any darkness without a glimpse of light was what she hated the most.

She made her way through the dark empty corridor with a small flame floating on her palm.

The flame illuminated the dark hallway with its golden rays, but even so, it did not diminish the darkness of the corridor. Instead, the shadows of the flame that danced around hermade everything creepier.

Suddenly she heard a small snip just in front of her.

She stopped.

But the snips continued.

Snipsnipsnipsnipsnip, the sound of scissor blades repeatedly touching one another without cutting anything.

Then in a low, hushed voice, she heard a voice, "...aby."

"H-Hello?" She called out to the darkness.

Snipsnipsnip. "...my baby…"

At the hushed voice, she immediately stiffened in place, but the sound of scissors and the whispers continued.

"Baby…" snipsnip. "Where?" snipsnipsnip.

"N-Nigredo?" She asked to the darkness.

Then a black blur suddenly ran in front of her, and she shrieked in surprise, but the blur continued asking her.

"Whereismybabywhereismybabywhereismybaby!" The sound of scissors snipping around her was becoming louder and much more threatening.

"H-HERE!" Tiamat shoved something into Nigredo's arms, shutting her eyes in the process

"M-My baby~" Nigredo cooed happily.

Luckily Tiamat had prepared a doll beforehand.

Tiamat sighed in relief. She just wanted to deliver some desserts to Nigredo, since not everyone got a chance to go to the cafeteria.

'Why Tabula...why did you have to make her like this?'

In front of her, illuminated by golden flames was Nigredo. Her face, a mass of exposed muscles and mouth without lips were happily kissing the doll Tiamat had given her. Her lidless eyes were brightly shining, staring obsessively at the doll.

If one did not know about her true nature, they would have immediately run away.

But Tiamat knew Nigredo was different.

The way she touched the doll gently, as if she was afraid to hurt the doll, and how she looked at the doll fondly, giving kisses to the doll with her lips.

Inwardly, Tiamat swooned. Despite her appearance, which was Tabula's take on Sadako, Nigredo looked cute with that doll.

Seemingly out of place, but her behaviour was cute nonetheless.

Tiamat was weak to cute things.

"Shall we have tea and desserts with your baby?" She asked Nigredo happily. Now that she was with someone, the dark corridor seemed less scary.

Nigredo just nodded, still holding the doll.

So, Tiamat led the way, holding Nigredo's hand.

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Alternate Ending with Nigredo

"Whereismybabywhereismybabywhereismybaby!" She asked almost screaming.

Tiamat gave her the doll she made beforehand.

Expecting her to wrap the doll around her arms, Tiamat sighed happily in relief.

But Nigredo threw her doll on the floor.

"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong...my baby, my baby, my baby—! You, you, you, you, took, took, took, took, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby—!"

A face with no skin, just a mass of muscle, wide bright eyes that stared at her soul, and her mouth. Oh God, her mouth had no lips!

"You took my baby!" Nigredo pointed her scissors at Tiamat and in panic Tiamat put out the fire on her palm and started running away.

Afterwards, Tiamat cried while hugging Ainz. Ainz was seemingly confused as he awkwardly tried to comfort his friend.

That day Tiamat promised herself she would not bring cookies to Nigredo by herself and reminded herself to make a large flashlight.

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Question: from all the omakes, which one is your favorite. Let me know in your reviews :)

Hackslashbash: Gotta say, favorite one was Pandora's Actor's sofa adventures. ALL OMAKES ARE CANON UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE. Have a great day!