Kono Subarashii Sekai Ni Shukufuku Wo Direct

It was Megumin, her tattered black cape billowing in a non-existent wind. Her crimson eyes blazed with unhinged glory.

“No. We’re not spending our last eris on a rival goddess’s pudding,” Kazuma deadpanned. “Besides, pudding is pudding. We have a cabbage.” Kono Subarashii Sekai ni Shukufuku wo

Kazuma sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Megumin. We talked about the door.” It was Megumin, her tattered black cape billowing

And just like that, the peace of Axel was gone again. We’re not spending our last eris on a

Kazuma looked from Aqua’s teary rage, to Megumin’s obsessive glint, to Darkness’s flushed anticipation (she was probably imagining being force-fed pudding while being verbally abused). He knew this fight was lost.

A thunderous crack interrupted them. The front door, a sturdy oak thing reinforced with iron, flew off its hinges and embedded itself in the far wall. Dust billowed in. A figure strode through the wreckage, silhouetted by the afternoon sun.