Shadow Slave

After a while, Sunny and Effie returned to his home — just in time to receive the delivery of the refrigerator. Two tall and broad-shouldered store workers unloaded it from the cargo hold of their delivery vehicle and placed the big box down with a bit of strain. After that, one of them smiled and asked:

"Good day. Where should we put it?"

Sunny waved a hand.

"Ah, no need. I'll do it myself."

The loaders looked at him doubtfully, then simply shrugged and left after getting his signature.

After the vehicle drove off, Sunny looked around, then easily lifted the heavy box and carried it inside the house without any effort whatsoever.

Soon, the refrigerator was standing in the place where his old one used to be, the synthwood panels covering its doors blending in with the minimalist design of the kitchen. Effie and Sunny stared at it for a while, satisfied. Then, he said:

"I like it… a lot. "

Effie smiled.

"Yeah. Really ties the whole room together… doesn't it? Well, in any case, I hope you won't break it again."

After that, she yawned and said in a tired voice:

"Ugh… I'm beat. Time to retire to the Dream Realm. What about you?"

Sunny thought for a few moments. Suddenly, a wide smile appeared on his face.

"I have an errand to run, but after that, I am going in, too. Oh… wait. Where are going to sleep?"

Effie shrugged.

room, where

He blinked.

you need a

The former huntress giggled.

guest room. What? Why are you staring at me like that? Was I supposed to shuffle between the Academy and your comatose body

lingered for a bit,

I guess I should have put one there, to begin with. What are the chances of me having mundane humans as

headed for the door as she turned her wheelchair around and rolled toward the

excited about what he was

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filling it to the brim with all kinds of food, as well as some other things.

not only afford it, but even do so

changed

could not only bring soul shards out of the Dream Realm… but also bring stuff from the real world to the Chained

to, he could even bring a tent

oh, this is simply

in a general store. But he could visit

he was heading for the registers, a familiar

Can we get

for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked to his left, down a long aisle

around fourteen years was standing near a tall, graceful woman in her forties. An eight-year-old boy with blonde hair and a bright smile was pushing a

for a few moments, then turned away and continued on his way, leaving them

fine. Well, of course she is. I've only been gone for a month. Why would anything happen simply

the register, then hesitated for a bit, and

were several tubs of delicious ice cream added to his

***

of the Sanctuary of Noctis. He stared at the sky, grimaced at the absence of the

box following him with the help of eight small iron legs. With