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Chapter 13 - Chapter 14: Coffee, Coupons, and the Crisis of Work-Life Balance

> "Even soldiers need sleep. Even kings need hobbies.

Even world-saving chat groups need mandatory vacation days."

— The Blank One, enforcing relaxation like a bureaucrat with a shotgun

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[System Lounge – Interdimensional Break Room]

After the collapse of Shadowfall, the multiverse didn't immediately explode.

Which, according to Rimuru, meant "party time."

And thus, in the ephemeral heart of the Dimension Chat Group, a neutral pocket realm was formed:

a chill, fully-furnished System Lounge, complete with vending machines, lazy couches, a meditation waterfall, a taco truck that only served duplicates of Deadpool's favorite orders, and a suspiciously loud slot machine labeled "Gacha of Regret."

The team had gathered.

Not to fight.

Not to strategize.

But to deal with the most terrifying thing of all:

Free time.

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[0:00 – Enter the Shop]

MC stepped into the new System Shop Menu, projected in the air like a virtual browser.

A voice cheerily intoned:

> "Welcome, Blank One! You have 22,500 Coins and a headache!"

The shop was divided into absurdly named categories:

Skills You'll Regret

Food You Can't Digest But Will Try Anyway

Items for That One Situation You Swear Will Happen

Fanservice Filters

Reality Mods: Please Read the Disclaimer

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[Deadpool's Section]

Deadpool scrolled through the shop like it was eBay after three Red Bulls.

> "Ooooh, what's this?

'Banana Gun: Shoots potassium and sexual tension.'

...Instant buy."

Kazuma:

> "What the hell is 'Lingerie of Stealth +3' and why is it in my cart?!"

System:

> "You subconsciously clicked it."

Kazuma:

> "LIES!"

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[Esdeath's Wishlist]

Esdeath stared coldly at her chosen items:

"Freezer Throne – Ice-Makes You Look Important"

"Dungeon Torture Pack (SFW edition)"

"Leadership Aura: +5 Dom Mommy Energy"

Artoria:

> "Have you considered something… recreational?"

Esdeath:

> "Torture is recreational."

Tsunade (sipping wine):

> "You need therapy."

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[Rimuru's Section – Chaos in Blob Form]

Rimuru (bouncing):

> "Oh my god, there's a cooking slime mode! I can infuse meals with traits like 'Spicy,' 'Healing,' or 'Mildly Existential!'"

Buggy:

> "I just bought a cannon that fires insults."

Deadpool:

> "That's a megaphone with extra steps."

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[Batman's Purchase History]

Fury:

> "Why do you have twenty of these 'Universal Anti-God Contingency Plans'?"

Batman (coldly):

> "I prefer to plan ahead."

MC (peeking):

> "Is that a Batarang that erases plot armor?"

Batman:

> "Yes."

Everyone Else:

> "..."

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[Saitama's Entire Page]

System:

> "You already one-shot the shop with your credit card. Please stop trying to punch discounts."

Saitama:

> "I just want to buy a better conditioner."

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[Tsunade's Shopping Basket]

"Sake That Hits Back"

"Spa of Infinite Soaks"

"Senju Medical Kit (Limited Edition with gamble dice motif)"

Tsunade:

> "Self-care is war preparation."

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[Artoria's Shelf]

Artoria (stoic):

> "I have purchased a teapot… and a field of lilies."

Kazuma:

> "That's suspiciously wholesome."

Artoria (sipping with deadly grace):

> "Would you like a pastry or a sword to the throat?"

Kazuma:

> "I'll take both."

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[00:30 – Work-Life Balance Roundtable]

Everyone gathered on beanbags.

MC (calmly):

> "We've had three high-tier missions, nine near-death experiences, and forty-two jokes about underwear.

Now we rest.

Everyone: one week in your homeworlds. Relax. Reconnect. Train. Recharge."

Deadpool:

> "What about anime binges?"

MC:

> "Approved."

Esdeath:

> "What about purging rebellion?"

MC:

> "Temporarily disapproved."

Buggy:

> "What if we cause small, marketable chaos?"

MC:

> "…Fine."

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[System Notification]

> All Members Granted "Work-Life Balance Bonus Pack!"

Includes:

1x "Multiversal Chill Ticket"

1x "Mood Stabilizing Bubble Tea (Flavor of Personality)"

1x "Random Fun Item"

(Deadpool got a flamethrower that shoots glitter. Kazuma got a dating sim for frogs.)

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[MC's Reflection]

As the others dispersed into shimmering gates to their homeworlds, MC lingered behind.

The lounge quieted.

He stared out a window into swirling stars and corrupted threads far away.

> "We're not just warriors now.

We're anchors.

If the group loses itself, so will the world."

Behind him, a small tea tray appeared—Artoria's doing.

A note read:

> Even kings rest. So should shadows.

He smiled faintly.

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