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:

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

scratched the back of his head, then cautiously knocked on the wooden table. The thing seemed dead, but he decided

a part of a titan,

arrived. Sunny half-expected 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

most beautiful sight he had ever

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

"Uh… please excuse me…"

on her own food. Not wasting any time on manners, Sunny assaulted his breakfast with the same level

with his belly on the verge to bursting open, he pushed away empty plates and leaned back with a satisfied

'Ah… this is life!'

Jet glanced at him with a dry

This is where

the empty plates with regret and

for monster meat, I would have

the mention of the most common food

in front of them, Master Jet sighed, then took out something from the

the table,

why

at the metal box for a few seconds, and then answered in

To be honest, I am

then

just a formality, and a very beneficial one, at that.

and then a small green light ignited

memory chip with the government seal etched on its surface, and a small

lingered for a

officially a citizen. Of the seventh