Shadow Slave

At first glance, the interior of the Instructors Lounge seemed simple and cozy. Most of the furniture was made out of wood, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere. Bright sunlight streamed through the tall windows, which were open slightly to let in the chilly winter air.

However, his eyes widened slightly when Sunny realized that all the wood around him was natural, not synthetic.

'Extravagant! Wasteful!'

Noticing his expression, Master Jet smiled slightly.

"Let me guess, you have never seen that much real wood in one place?"

Sunny hesitated, then gave her a nod.

"Only in the Dream Realm…"

The young woman grinned, moved a chair back with her foot, and sat down at one of the tables.

"Where do you think all this came from?"

He looked around, seeing the Instructors Lounge of the Academy from a completely new perspective, then silently sat down, lost for words.

Master Jet summoned the menu, made a selection, then leaned back and tiredly rubbed her face.

"Believe it or not, the chair you're sitting on is made out of a dead titan."

Sunny stared at her, shocked. Suddenly, he had a strong impulse to jump out of the chair.

"...What?"

She chuckled and gestured around:

a vast — and very hungry — forest. The whole thing was one giant Nightmare Creature. Clan

on the wooden table.

once been a part of

for it to be delivered by an actual

feast in front of him with wild eyes. There were fried potatoes, baked beans, juicy roasted meat, a salad made out of real vegetables, a bowl of fragrant soup, several pieces of oven bread,

was the most beautiful sight he

some of these things in real life. Suddenly, the position of a research assistant once promised to him by

"Uh… please excuse me…"

Jet waved at him and concentrated on her own food. Not wasting any time on manners, Sunny assaulted his breakfast with the same level of ferocity as

to bursting open, he pushed away empty plates and leaned back with a

'Ah… this is life!'

him with a

I tell you? This is where they

looked at the empty plates with regret

year of eating almost nothing except for monster meat, I would

dimmed at the mention of the most common

glasses of beautiful dark tea steamed in front of them, Master Jet sighed, then took out something from

box on the table,

why I visited you,

at the metal box for a few seconds, and

honest, I am very

then

It's just a formality, and a very beneficial one, at that.

hesitated, then did as she had told. The sensor buzzed for half a minute, and then a small green light ignited on the metal box. With a

memory chip with the government seal etched on its surface, and a small iron badge with two stars

she lingered for a moment, and then said in a

a citizen. Of the