Kono Subarashii Sekai Ni Shukufuku Wo -

“I have returned!” she announced to the stunned tavern. “And I bring news! A challenge! A foe so vile, so cunning, so… crunchy, that only the greatest arch-wizard of the Crimson Demon Clan can hope to defeat it!”

Kazuma, lounging in the corner with a stolen (gifted? borrowed?) blanket, didn’t look up from his self-help book, “How to Retire Rich Without Dying First.” “You’re washing dishes. With holy water. That’s like using a legendary sword to chop vegetables.”

“Thanks, Wiz,” he sighed.

“Why… why is there always an explosion?” Kazuma wheezed, picking himself up from a vegetable cart.

He took the spoon, ate a single bite, and for one glorious second, everything was perfect. Kono Subarashii Sekai ni Shukufuku wo

A thunderous crack interrupted them. The front door, a sturdy oak thing reinforced with iron, flew off its hinges and embedded itself in the far wall. Dust billowed in. A figure strode through the wreckage, silhouetted by the afternoon sun.

And just like that, the peace of Axel was gone again. “I have returned

“It’s selling out faster than Aqua’s bar tab,” Megumin added, relishing the chaos.

Kazuma looked from Aqua’s teary rage, to Megumin’s obsessive glint, to Darkness’s flushed anticipation (she was probably imagining being force-fed pudding while being verbally abused). He knew this fight was lost. A foe so vile, so cunning, so… crunchy,