Baka's notes: A special chapter for this special day!

I'm planning to write at the end of each arc a small funny omake chapter.
Might be a bit OOC
I hope you enjoy.

Chapter Omake 1 : Tavern party

It is not uncommon for adventurers to party once they're back home from an adventure.

And it was no different for our Goblin Slaying Party!

Well, at least for three of them.

When the Party arrived to the Guild Tavern at Frontier Town to report, they told about what happened and shortly after, the Tavern started one of their usual parties where the adventurers would drink, celebrate and gloat about their successes.

Guild Girl wanted to talk with the Doom Slayer the next day as they arrived rather late, her shift was over. He nodded, wondering what it would be about.

Any way, the trio Elf-Dwarf-Lizard quickly grabbed a seat at a surviving free table in a corner while Goblin Slayer said that he was waited at home and the Priestess went back upstair to her room as she was very tired.

Doom Slayer was hesitating between following her and going to his room or going outside for the night since he doesn't need to sleep.

Instead he got invited by his comrades to join them for dinner. It wasn't really a better option since he also didn't need to eat… but they invited him… and it would be rude to turn it down. He nodded to them and walked to their table.

He sat down and looked around, everyone was cheering, shouting and laughing. Most of them obviously drunk. The Padfoot Waitress, a beast folk, approached the table to get their order. Lizard Priest asked the usual for him: sausages with cheese, High Elf Archer some salad and the Dwarf Shaman any kind of meat that would go well with his Fire Wine.

But when the waitress asked what Doom Slayer asked, he hesitated before asking something very light, so at least it wouldn't be much a waste…

"This might be the first time I see you eat, Doomy." Dwarf Shaman noted while stroking his beard.

"I just don't… need to."

"Why?"

"I don't know… I just don't… it's not like… there's much to eat… In Hell."

"I see…"

As they were the last one to arrive and that everyone else already got served, their plates arrived rather quickly.

Everyone started eating but Doom Slayer was slow at it. He spent the last two minutes staring at his plate through his visor. He finally took a deep breath and took of his helmet, grabbed a fork, stabbed the slice of meat in front of him then slowly brought it to his mouth before chomping on it.

He chewed slowly then swallowed. A couple of seconds later, he sighed loudly once more.

"As expected… Taste like ashes."

"Uh?! That's rude!" the elf exclaimed.

"No, no… It's just that… I can't eat. My taste buds… are 'not working' anymore… I can't taste anything." The Marine explained.

"Really?! That's horrible!" the lizard exclaimed, "This must be very difficult for you, Milord Doom Slayer."

Doom Slayer shook his head and brought back his helmet on his head, he gave the plate to the Lizard Priest as he looked like he'd be able to eat some more after his meal.

Seeing the other eating while saying nothing would be a bit rude so the Slayer excused himself off the table and walked to sit on a lone chair near the entrance of the Tavern.

He didn't look back to his companion for one reason that they'll never know.

He was lying.

His taste buds were working perfectly, and even if this food wasn't the best food he ever had, far from it, it did taste pretty good and it was the first taste other than blood and sweat he had in centuries! Which was why he forced and lied to himself that it wasn't good, he mustn't get used to eating again.

After all there's absolutely nothing to eat in Hell, except of course demons. And there was no way the Doom Slayer will ever eat a demon. He'd rather get back into that coffin for another millenia of permanent torture than try eating one of those fuckers!

The same thing couldn't be told for drinking because in Hell there was water, extremely rare but there was. And when he found a spot with water, he'd take a minute break to drink a bit before going to hunt again.

But it didn't matter.

Right now he was focusing of not thinking about food.

He sat down on the chair and started thinking of what to do now.

Suddenly, there was music, and people started to dance in front of him. He then noticed that he was sitting in front of the dance floor. He was about to get out of here but a young beast woman adventurer approached him. He could tell by the whiskers.

"Ex-Excuse me, mister Doom Slayer. Wo-Would you like to dance?"

"Uh…"

Suddenly embarrassing memories flashed in his mind, where he taunted in the most ridiculous way at his fallen opponents in some strange multi dimensional tournament. Dances and insults so idiotic and ridiculous that it made him want to bury himself in a hole.

And so, after remembering those crazy memories he answered:

"I don't dance…"

He stood up and left the Guild.

He decided that he'll spend the night exploring the surroundings to complete his map of this world.

And each time he came across an animal that he knew could become food, he thought of demons to stop his thoughts of eating.

The next morning was going to be rather busy, hopefully.

Baka's notes: As I said before, a very short chapter.

So, here's the thing people, I'm working on another Oneshot for QUintessential Quintuplets and also on a Visual Novel. After I'm done with those, I'm gonna write the next chapter of Normality in Lobotomy and then I'll start thinking of the next chapter of Slayers.

Please be patient, I have the end and end of each arcs figured out but not really for the in-between ^^'

Anyway, see you soon people for the Quintessential Quintuplets Oneshot: Queen Ghidorakano!

PS: this chapter is better on Ao3 since I put some gifs of Doomguy dancing