Shadow Slave

Sunny froze for a moment, then smiled politely.

"Ah. In that case, it seems I'll be busy in the kitchen soon."

His face did not betray any emotions, but he was a bit rattled on the inside.

'What is up with today?'

He had wandered the Dream Realm alone for about three years after becoming a Saint, only returning to the embrace of civilization a year ago. So, the Brilliant Emporium had not been open for too long. In that time, Sunny had brushed sides with some members of the cohort, but it did not happen often.

And definitely not in any kind of meaningful way.

Which was how he preferred it. He was being contradictory in that desire, perhaps — after all, the very reason Sunny had chosen to open his shop in Bastion was because many of his old friends were here. Well... there was another reason, as well, but that was the deciding factor.

Still, while he could maintain a level of nonchalance while meeting people like Teacher Julius or the Irregulars, it was different with his former companions. Being close to them was both sweet and painful... but mostly painful. Which was why he both yearned to see them and preferred to avoid them at all costs.

Sunny knew that getting closer to the cohort members would only bring him anguish and torment. Nevertheless, he was sometimes tempted to abandon reason and ingratiate himself into their company once again.

Luckily, in the end, reason always won.

In any case...

'Calm down. You brought this on yourself, anyway.'

Not only was the Brilliant Emporium bound to attract the attention of local powerhouses eventually, but there was also Aiko. There were less than a hundred survivors of the Forgotten Shore alive now, and she was one of them. Many of the Fire Keepers were on friendly terms with her, so they visited her place of work often.

Nephis, they not only had access to the best weapons and equipment the Great Clan Valor could supply them with, but also spent most of their time on

Sunny had established the partnership with the Beast Farm,

beckoned

I'll pour you something cold

into the kitchen, witnessing a peculiar scene. Little Ling was giggling as he jumped around like a rabbit, reaching his small hands toward Aiko. The petite girl,

"Auntie! Auntie! Come down!"

and glided to the floor. Catching the little boy, Aiko nimbly spun him

we get you some ice cream, wolfie? Just... be a good

on a subdued expression and

nothing but well- behaved

is a good

the sound of his solemn voice, Aiko couldn't help

"Alright. Then, let's go..."

tables and happily swinging his legs in the air. In front of him was a bowl of ice cream, adorned with freshly cut strawberries... the ice cream was disappearing with a frightening

dad, meanwhile, was drinking a glass of cold lemonade as

contents of his icebox, wondering if there would be anything left for other customers after

he heard the sound of the Silver

"Mommyyyy!"

to a torpedo hitting the hull of a warship, and the entire Marvelous Mimic shook.

out a sigh, Sunny turned around and

reeling. She had easily caught the brat

dumpling.

not a dumpling! I'm

why are you

"Mooommy!"