Thanks to Shaderic for commissioning this.
Beta'd and edited by The Grand Cogitator and Tabasco
Having seen far too many action movies, Kazuma attempted to flip the table over and dash for the back exit as the stranger in power armor approached, their metal boots thundering on the wooden floor. However, as Kazuma was not an action movie star, he mostly only succeeded in slipping and losing his balance when Aqua bumped up against him as she shifted under the table. He did try to "heroically" stand up and throw a chair at the approaching lawman, but since they were armored head to toe, that mostly just wasted a perfectly good chair.
"Kazuma Sato! How dare you attack an adjuster for Belzerg Mutual Insurance!" the intruder thundered, letting the chair smash against their breast plate. Their armor was yellow plates with a white trim over a dark under mesh, with a large silver pauldron with a wing etched into it on the right shoulder.
Unlike most of the cobbled-together armor and weapons Kazuma saw on the other patrons of the saloon, this stuff practically shone and looked to be made of some slick materials he didn't even know the composition of.
He looked around desperately for a way out, but the figure was now a mere meter away. He did spy Aqua and Megumin hastily crawling away under a table, and gritted his teeth. Those jerks!
Then he saw Chris taking a bit of wire out of her shorts. She winked at him, then slung the wire at the approaching threat's legs. The wire wrapped itself about both ankles with a twang, and the figure cried out in panic as they tripped.
Jumping back, Kazuma managed to avoid getting squashed by the fall. Unlike the table, which was smashed clean in two, sending splinters flying everywhere. Before his accuser could rise, Kazuma leapt over them and dashed for the door, whooping and sprinting for all he was worth.
Unfortunately, between his recent bout of dysentery and rather indolent lifestyle prior to reenacting The Last Starfighter but stupider, Kazuma made it about 20 meters out of the salon before he was puffing air and staggering.
"Mech fighting isn't this exhausting," he wheezed, clutching at his side as he jogged down the street.
Behind him, the door of the saloon exploded off its hinges, crashing into the darkened street and reading a great dust cloud as it thumped onto the ground.
"Oh, what a cruel, vicious man, to so callously treat an officer of the law so, and to attempt to flee capture!" the insurance adjuster gasped, running full tilt down the road, one arm holding onto a figure in a short skirt on their shoulder.
"PUT ME DOWN YOU JERK!" Chris shrieked, beating fists against the power armor. Kazuma paused, turning to jog backwards for a moment, as Chris' shorts had hiked down, with her undergarments exposed for the world to see. Not that Kazuma hadn't gotten a good look before, just that he believed in enjoying the finer things in life.
"KAZUMA YOU ASSHOLE I SWEAR TO HEAVEN IF YOU'RE PEEPING INSTEAD OF RUNNING I WILL KILL YOU WHEN THIS ASSHOLE CATCHES YOU!" Chris shrieked, her legs kicking futility against the armor.
"I WASN'T!" Kazuma protested, turning around and trying to sprint again, despite the stitch in his side.
"He is lying! He is a wicked, vile man, who is certainly sexually abusing his companions as I have heard!" the adjuster said, their feet thundering after Kazuma and drawing ominously closer.
He had just enough time to wonder why they sounded so damn excited, before he found himself scooped up and tucked under the agent's arm.
"Put me down! I'm innocent!" Kazuma protested, wriggling mightily. Unfortunately, the figure's grip was like a vice, and he groaned, feeling his ribs start to creak.
"Oh! I am sorry, I do not mean to injure you," the adjuster said. "If you promise not to run, I shall set you down and escort you to the holding station at the office."
"Uh… I promise?" Kazuma agreed.
He was immediately set down rather gently. The adjuster then held Chris out in front of themselves. Chris was now red faced and still struggling, though she'd given up on hitting the figure.
"If I hadn't agreed to the stupid restrictions before I went on vacation," Chris grumbled, folding her arms and glaring at the adjuster as she hung from her collar.
Kazuma attempted to stare and got kicked in the side of his head for his troubles.
"Not the time! When I want you to get a look, I will let you know, mister!" Chris snapped.
The adjuster's armor shuddered, and they…moaned? That couldn't be right… "I will set you down as well, Miss Waitress, if you also give me your parole."
Kazuma and Chris shared a look, both obviously confused.
"Uh, sure. But aren't you only after Kazuma?" Chris said.
"Well, I have been informed that a female companion of his also perpetrated the insurance fraud, though she was described as having dark hair and red eyes," the adjuster said.
Their voice was still distorted and deep from the voice filter, but it sounded rather breathy, and Kazuma was starting to wonder if the bulky armor didn't hide something rather different than what he was expecting. Which was a big, burly man, with large muscles, bad hygiene, and three days of stubble.
"How'd you find out about that? Assuming I did it," Kazuma asked, taking a step closer to Chris. "Got any wire?" he said out of the side of his mouth.
"No, but I got some other tricks," Chris whispered back.
"What are you saying? Do not attempt to flee! You have given me your word. Only a wicked, vile man would break his word! And I know of your falsehoods from Charlie, who also claims you stole his wallet! Though that is not covered under his insurance policy, it is my duty as an agent of law enforcement to provide remuneration to our clients!"
"What did you do to poor Charlie to make him talk?" Kazuma demanded. Not because he cared, but the longer this moron talked, the more time he had to scheme.
"I merely asked him if his claim was valid. He appeared to believe I was threatening him, as he begged me not to harm him and offered you up to prove his own innocence. I merely asked him what had happened to his JD-33R," the adjuster said, sounding slightly offended.
"Were you wearing your armor when you did so? Because you look like a thug with that on," Chris said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh! To call a lady of my standing a thug! It besmirches my name, as well as that of Belzerg Mutual Insurance!" the adjuster panted.
"For a lady, you sure look like a brute," Kazuma said with a shrug. "And you sound like a man with that voice filter on."
To his shock, the woman stepped back, dragging one of her boots in the dirt and clasping her hands coyly as her head tilted down. It looked frankly ridiculous in the armor, and the voice rumbled out, "I do not know how to adjust the voice filter from the default…"
Kazuma and Chris shared a startled look, then a grin.
"Well, if you take off your helmet, I could probably adjust it for you," Chris offered sweetly.
"R-really? You would do that for me?" the adjustor asked, reaching up to her helmet. Kazuma willed her to take it off, as if she did, his chances of escape went up by quite a bit.
Before the adjuster could expose herself, there was a loud crash, then a pounding of heavy feet. A moment later, an all too familiar voice roared: "BEHOLD! I AM MEGUMIN! FOREMOST PILOT OF THE CRIMSON PIRATE CLAN, AND SHE WHO WILL ONE DAY MASTER THE WAVE MOTION EXPLOSION CANNON!"
Then the newly rebuilt farm mecha crashed through a fence and plowed into the insurance adjuster, its chainsaw whirring noisily as it sliced at her armor. Megumin cackled over the loudspeaker, her mecha's arms flying as she cut at the adjuster. "YOU FOOL! ONLY I AM ALLOWED TO DEFEAT KAZUMA AFTER HE VIOLATED ME AS A MAIDEN!"
"I DID NO SUCH THING!" Kazuma shouted, growing red from anger and embarrassment.
"DID YOU OR DIDN'T YOU STRIP ME TO MY UNDERGARMENTS AND TOUCH ME INAPPROPRIATELY?" Megumin demanded. "NEVER BEFORE HAS A MAN DONE THAT TO ME!"
"Have you been telling everyone this!? Is this why that bitch is after me?!" Kazuma demanded.
Chris put a hand on Kazuma's arm. "You can fight with your girlfriend later, Kazuma, we need to-"
"SHE IS NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!" Kazuma snapped, glaring at Chris and gripping her wrist tightly. "Look, I had to do it to stop those kaiju, and…"
Both Kazuma and Chris turned to watch the fight in disbelief. The chainsaw was whining louder and louder, sparks flying from it. A bit of metal flew over Kazuma's head, and he realized it was one of the teeth. Apparently, the saw wasn't up to the task of cutting through the agent's armor and was tearing itself apart.
Meanwhile, the agent was just…taking it. She was simply standing there, arms outspread, gasping and moaning loudly, the sound amplified by her suit's speakers. Megumin, meanwhile, was rapidly wrecking the repaired farm mech, with each blow causing more damage to her own vehicle than to the agent, whose armor gleamed dully in the dim street lights.
"Megumin! Megumin, stop!" Aqua wailed, her voice coming from within the cockpit. "You're damaging all the systems! Stop attacking! I told you we needed to grab Kazuma and Chris and run, not fight!"
"A CRIMSON DEMON NEVER BACKS DOWN FROM A CHALLENGE!" Megumin declared. Then she paused, holding the now smoking and bent chainsaw up in front of her cockpit. "Um, our weapons do seem to lack suitable fighting spirit, however. This is why I prefer the Wave Motion Explosion-WOAH!"
"DO NOT STOP! NOT WHILE YOU CAN STILL FIGHT!" the adjuster roared, and suddenly surged forward, grabbing onto the mecha's hose arm. With a mighty heave, she wrenched the hose off, causing Megumin to squeal as her mecha staggered.
"UNHAND ME, FIEND I- hey hey leggo!"
Despite being a meter and a half shorter in her armor, the adjuster was pulling the mecha into a submission hold. She grunted and twisted, ripping the arm free, then taking a step back as Megumin panicked and staggered about, shouting as Aqua wailed and cried. Then the agent charged forward, planting her pauldron into the cockpit, which shattered.
"CEASE AND DESIST IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!" she shouted, standing atop the now smoking and wrecked mecha.
"Uh, we should go, huh," Kazuma said, taking a step back.
"Hmm. Did you notice, she didn't use any weapons?" Chris tilted her head to one side, frowning. "I don't think she HAS any on that armor. I mean, it looks like it's made of adamantoise or something, so it's freakishly expensive and well made…but why doesn't she have like, a power sword or at least a laser?"
"Less worrying about the weapons, more running," Kazuma urged, grabbing Chris and tugging at her arm.
She turned and regarded his hand for a moment, then looped her arm through Kazuma's and started dragging him forward.
"HEY! Away from the crazy chick, not towards her!" Kazuma urged, tugging frantically. He even tried planting his feet, but Chris was a lot stronger than she looked and Kazuma was the one who got dragged along.
"Hey! Please don't kill our friends or destroy our mech, we need it," Chris called.
The agent paused in trying to pry the wailing Aqua and hissing Megumin out of the cockpit. "Oh! Yes, I suppose I do need to process the JD-33R as part of my report…but do not worry! I shall not harm your friends, I merely wished to ah, well, I suppose I will need to take you all to the office for assessment…"
"Well, that sounds boring! What were you planning on doing with us, anyway? You see, we're actually ace pilots, except for Aqua but she's a great mechanic, and we're sort of stranded here and looking for work. You don't happen to need any mecha pilots for BMI, do you?" Chris asked.
"What are you DOING!? Are you nuts!?" Kazuma hissed, finally managing to extract his arm. He didn't run though; for one thing, he knew the adjuster could catch him, and for another, he would feel sort of bad about leaving Chris and the others. Plus, he couldn't exactly survive on his own at this point.
"No, I'm tired of being a damn waitress! I came on this trip to kick ass and enjoy myself, not bus tables and wink at fat farmers for tips!" Chris said bluntly.
"You are nuts," Kazuma muttered under his breath, earning him a wink from Chris, but he cleared his throat and said, "Uh, Miss…Insurance Lady…Look. We've been working with nothing but a bunch of scraps. Megumin and I really DID use that mech you just wrecked to kill three thunderbirds, and Chris and I took out three Giant Toads in a suit of power armor. Not to mention all the miniature ones she killed on her own. Which were NOT miniature! They were the size of freaking ELEPHANTS!"
"I do not see how killing an animal the size of a sheep is impressive," the agent muttered. But then she brightened. "But you must be a skilled, strong warrior to fight full-sized Giant Toads. Is it true that you forced your companions to strip naked and service you in the cockpit?!"
Kazuma opened his mouth, but Chris elbowed him. "I was in there, and let me tell you, it was brutal! I could not only feel Kazuma against me, but every blow from the enemies that rained down on me."
"R-really?! That sounds-" the adjustor suddenly coughed, then hastily scrambled off the mecha, coming to tower over Kazuma. She removed her helmet, revealing not the face of a battle-hardened warrior, but rather what Kazuma would have described as a cute blonde girl a few years older than he was, somewhere in her mid-twenties. Her face was flushed and rather sweaty from the armor and her hair a mess, but even so she looked like a knockout, with high cheekbones and an aristocratic nose. Her blue eyes sparkled, and she leaned down, smiling and showing straight white teeth.
"I am Senior Insurance Adjustor Darkness! As part of my mandate to provide security for this area, I am offering you, Kazuma Sato, and your team an opportunity for employment as independent contractors of the Belzerg Mutual Insurance corporation! Um, I have the contracts here, I will note that it does not normally provide benefits or gear, b-but I am also offering a signing bonus that, um, requires you to only sign this document to…ah, become…well it's a very advantageous offer with good benefits, we even have dental!"
All this was said in a breathy voice, though the papers Darkness shoved in Kazuma's direction were neatly packed into a plastic folder. He pulled them out, scanning them, though he couldn't make out much in the dim light. "Right, er…do you have food at your office?"
"Oh yes! I have ensured that it is fully supplied, though I am still in the process of bringing in appropriate equipment for dealing with the current crisis," Darkness agreed eagerly.
"Hey, this says there's a bunkhouse. We can sleep on site?" Chris asked.
Darkness flushed. "Y-yes, there is a dormitory, along with, um, my personal suite…though if someone were to demand that I share it with them, perhaps a man who would force his attentions upon a superior despite it being against company policy, I would be forced to-"
"Sounds like it beats sleeping in a barn," Kazuma said, shrugging and tucking the folder under his arm. "Help us haul Megumin and Aqua over and after a good night's rest we'll consider it."
"Oh, um, you must sign first. If you refuse employment, I cannot allow you on the premises. I had intended to lock you up first and then make the offer, as your debts are at the amount where we could demand forced labor of you, but as that is a dishonorable way of conducting business perhaps we should forgo it," Darkness said, wringing her hands.
Kazuma glanced at Chris. "Am I about to sign my life away? Again?"
"Meh, if it's a crooked contract we'll just find a loophole and get out of it," Chris said with a shrug. She snagged a paper from Kazuma and signed it at the bottom. "Here you go Miss Darkness! Now, show me this bed. I'm tired of sleeping on straw. It's fun for a few nights but at my age, it gets old after a week."
"T-thank you! I shall retrieve your companions at once!" Darkness said, eagerly tucking away Chris' contract, as well as the one that Kazuma signed.
When Darkness went over to help Chris and Aqua out of the wrecked mecha, Kazuma leaned over. "How old are you, anyway? I figured you were my age."
"Ah-ah-ah. A gentleman never asks a lady's age," Chris laughed, going over to help Darkness.
Kazuma snorted. "No ladies here, and I sure as hell ain't a gentleman."
"I know, that's what makes you fun! Though don't be so sure about the ladies part," Chris told him, then dragged the sobbing Aqua out of the mecha's shattered canopy as Darkness let Megumin fruitlessly pound against the adjuster's chest and spew what Kazuma assumed were space profanities.
"-void sucking land bound elephant loving-"
"Megumin, she's going to feed us and give us a bed to sleep on. Relax, Aqua can probably fix this and maybe even build you your Wave Motion whatever gun," Kazuma said.
Megumin paused, looking up at Darkness, who was blushing and panting. "Really? Well, why didn't you say so? Come on, new best buddy, let's get this thing back on its feet! I haven't had a real bed since I was kidnapped against my will by this band of slavers."
"You're the one who blew up my mecha, stole our ship, and were going to sell US into slavery!" Kazuma said, throwing his hands up in the air.
"Technically, we were just going to turn you over to Old Iggy as potential agents of the Devil King and collect the bounty. We just call it selling you into slavery because it sounds more piratical," Megumin admitted.
"Is that even a word?" Kazuma said in disgust.
"Piratical, is, ah, an adjective, one normally used to refer to pirates," Darkness said. Then she wagged a finger under Megumin's nose. "And you know perfectly well that, ah, Duke Ignis Dustiness does not approve of such methods! How cruel! This is like the plot you Crimson Pirates came up to kidnap his daughter and use her as your personal plaything, a wench forced to do all sorts of lewd acts while you-"
"Huh? Oh, you mean when Lalatina tried to sneak aboard our ship? I missed that one myself, I was, um, busy with other matters," Megumin said, looking to the side and blushing. "Besides, we wouldn't ever abuse a fair maiden. It's against the Crimson Pirate code!"
"Isn't the pirate code more like guidelines than rules?" Kazuma said, smirking as Darkness grunted and began to drag the wrecked mecha behind her. She had to be freakishly strong to do that: power armor enhanced your strength, sure, but the mecha was still a few tons in weight.
"Well yes, but Yunyun would look hurt if I ever did anything actually deplorable. Not that I care about what my rival thinks, mind you! It would just be annoying to have to put her in her place with her stupid challenges," Megumin huffed.
"Wow, that looks heavy. Kazuma, go get your mecha and help her out," Aqua ordered.
"Fine, make me do all the work!" Kazuma complained, but he complied. They managed to drag the wrecked tractor mech to Darkness' office, which turned out to be an old farmhouse that had been refurbished. It was empty, save for Darkness's few possessions in her suite, which suited Kazuma just fine. He and the others retired to a good night's rest and enjoyed the fact that they didn't have to worry about rolling over into a pile of manure.
Darkness did look disappointed when Kazuma didn't try to force himself into her room, or perhaps on her, but he was dead beat and was starting to get the vibe that there was something really wrong with that woman. Even if she did turn out to be totally stacked once she got out of her power armor. Chris and Megumin were pretty flat, and Aqua had a decent set on her. But Darkness? Darkness looked like she should be a pinup model.
"There is no lock on my door, so if anyone were to get lewd ideas in the middle of the night, I would be alone, in my room, dressed only in my nightie, vulnerable to the predations of-"
"Look if anything happens just scream. I'm sure Chris would love to kick the ass of a burglar or whatever," Kazuma yawned. "Good night."
The next morning, Kazuma had a bit of vertigo for a few seconds, and he wondered if the past few weeks had all been a mad fever dream. He lay on a somewhat comfortable bed much like his futon back in Japan, looking up at a sterile white ceiling, the light of morning coming in through the window.
He closed his eyes and fought back tears for a moment. Did he want to be back in Japan? Did he still wish to be on this mad space adventure? Sure, he'd suffered a great deal, but dammit it was sort of fun, and he actually sort of liked Aqua, Chris, and Megumin. They'd had hard times, but they had shared laughter and love. If he had woken up, he'd miss those three, and-
"Kazuma, Kazuma! Get up already! I am NOT washing your clothes! And if you don't hurry up, I'm eating your breakfast."
Then something wet and sharp smacked into Kazuma's ear, and he yipped, sitting up so fast he banged his head into the ceiling, as he'd been sleeping on the top bunk. Below, Megumin smirked and coiled her towel for another strike.
"If Pervzuma sleeps all morning, his food is mine by right of conquest! Come, I have laid claim to all of the eggs and arrrgh!"
Kazuma stuck his finger in his mouth, then reached down and inserted it into Megumin's ear, causing her to scream and flail about. Then he threw his pillow into Aqua's face as she giggled, causing her to let out a muffled yelp.
"You are all assholes," Kazuma grumbled, but he smiled as he hopped down off his bunk bed.
"Morning," Chris said, nodding to Kazuma as he came into the dining room. There was a plate of eggs and rice on the table next to her, so Kazuma sat down and picked up some chopsticks.
Chris eyed him, a smile tugging at her lips. "I saved that, just for you. Megumin wanted them, but I made sure she didn't touch them."
"Thanks, I appreciate it," Kazuma said, putting a large chunk of egg into his mouth and biting down. He froze as he began to sweat, his mouth lighting on fire. "ARRRRGHHHH!"
Kazuma dashed to the service window, grabbing a glass of milk and chugging it. When he finished, he wiped his mouth and glared at Chris. "What did you do to that, poison it?!"
"Hot sauce," Chris said, picking a bit of egg off Kazuma's plate with her own chopsticks and taking a bite. "Can't have eggs without it."
"There's enough hot in that to kill a dragon! What sort of madwoman are you?!" Kazuma demanded. He came back over, examining the rice. "What did you do to that?"
"Nothing," Chris said innocently.
Kazuma picked up a bit of rice and took a small bite. "Well, I guess it would be hard to ruin…blegh! What is this?!"
"Fried larvae. It's a delicacy," Chris told him, now fighting back a giggle. She dodged away as Kazuma swiped at her, whooping and dashing around the table as he chased her, holding the plate of larvae in one hand.
"GET BACK HERE SO I CAN CRAM THIS DOWN YOUR THROAT!" Kazuma roared.
Just before he caught up with Chris, Darkness darted out from the hallway and planted herself in front of Kazuma, her eyes wild with excitement. "If something is to be crammed down someone's throat it-"
Despite trying to stop, Kazuma skidded into Darkness, his plate of food slapping into her face. She let out a happy sigh, despite the fact that Kazuma's face had just lodged in her cleavage. She was actually quite tall, at least 180cm, much taller than Kazuma himself. And, from what he felt, she was absolutely shredded, with his hands feeling well-defined abs under her shirt, and her arms rather toned. He wondered what her thighs were like; he couldn't see with her long and rather modest nightgown on, more's the pity.
"Oh, what a cruel, vicious man, to assault me and threaten to force himself on me, making me orally pleasure him and-"
"Sweet Buddha, lady, I was talking about force-feeding Chris this disgusting food, not THAT," Kazuma gasped, though he didn't try to pull away, rather enjoying his current position even if it was slightly uncomfortable.
"Alright you two, that's enough. You can have some real foreplay when Kazuma inevitably fuses with you later," Chris said, pulling Kazuma out of the heavenly place. She tisked. "Girl could get jealous, you spreading yourself around like that, Kazuma."
"I, I didn't I mean, do you, am I?" Kazuma wilted slightly as Chris started to laugh.
Darkness for her part was blushing, but she did pick a bit of egg off her face. She tried it and sighed with happiness. "Why, this is quite good! I see you found my hot sauce. I was a bit worried, I only know how to reheat frozen meals, I am not a very accomplished cook…"
Chris perked up at that. "You like hot sauce on your eggs? Finally, a woman with good taste! Come on, sister. When you've been on campaign as much as I have, you learn how to cook! Oh relax, Kazuma, I was just teasing. They do have rice, I'll make you some and promise not to actually put any flavor in it."
"I, um, I suppose I…" something warned Kazuma, and he ducked just as the end of a towel flicked through where his head had been, cracking into Darkness' chest.
"Curse you, Pervzuma! Do not duck when I dole out justice! As for you, cow, stand still! The sight of your overdeveloped bimbo organs offends me!" Megumin said, coiling her towel up for another flick.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Aqua cried happily and threw a raw egg that hit Chris in the side of the head.
"OW! No, we're not having a food fight! Dammit, Aqua, I just washed my hair!" Chris ranted, wiping the sticky egg away and making a face.
"Oh," Aqua said, looking disappointed. She shrugged. "Oh well, let me make some pancakes! There's frozen berries, I can make a nice topping for them!"
"You always did like sweet food," Chris sighed. "Fine, I'll make huevos rancheros to go with it."
"That doesn't really go with pancakes," Aqua grumbled. "You sound like Eris. She always wanted something savory for breakfast, but I want sugar in the morning!"
That made Chris laugh. "You'll have to introduce us sometime! Oh well, let me wash this off and we'll get cooking."
Kazuma ended up having to prevent Megumin from further bullying Darkness, who despite being their prospective employer didn't seem to mind.
"Is it always like this? You and your…um, companions?" Darkness asked, blushing as they sat down at one of the long tables. The mess hall seemed to be designed for far more people, though it appeared to just be the five of them. "You are…um, involved with all of them?"
"Kazuma's a virgin NEET, and he's going to have to do a lot more than just have a super cool mecha and perform an incredible fusion dance with me to win my heart," Megumin huffed, glaring at Darkness. "He could not handle one Crimson Pirate, let alone the other two."
"Oh shut up, you're obviously a virgin too," Kazuma grumbled, watching as Chris and Aqua started to cook. He blinked. When did they have the time to change into sous chef outfits? And where had Aqua gotten the accordion? Or a mandolin for Chris?
"T-there is nothing wrong with being a virgin!" Darkness gasped, looking down and fiddling with her glass of water. "Y-you should not think less of someone just because they have not experienced romantic success!"
"Hmph. I never said I was a virgin," Megumin muttered into her own glass, but by the way she was flushing it was obvious what the answer was.
"So, um, you will stay then? A-and work with me? I mean, for me?" Darkness asked later when Chris and Aqua brought out a five-course meal of huevos rancheros, pancakes, fresh fruit, tortilla soup, and mochi ice cream. Apparently, the pantry was rather well stocked.
"If we can eat like this every day, sure!" Aqua said, wiping a bit of pancake and ice cream off of her chin.
"Provided you give us quality weapons, I will consent. I inspected the armory, and it is a good start, but could do with some upgunning," Megumin agreed.
"Sure, it's been fun so far!" Chris agreed happily.
"Not like I have anything better to do," Kazuma said with a shrug.
"Good! It is settled then. Just sign here," Darkness said, handing them all a contract.
Kazuma didn't even get the cap back on his pen before the sirens started going off, and a voice thundered,
"WARNING! APPROACHING KAIJU! WARNING!"