[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): @Group Assistant, why is the shop completely blank? Where are the items? Are you messing with us?! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻]
[Group Assistant: To help members quickly understand each item's properties and avoid mistaken purchases, items—like group functions—will only be officially listed after they have been explained and discussed in the chat.]
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): Got it, got it! @Boss, hurry up, hurry up! I can't wait!]
[Group Owner (Eisen): @Group Assistant, introduce the items. (helpless.jpg)]
The assistant's messages began to scroll out steadily.
Item 1 (Physical): "Command-Word Tights"
Concept extracted from [Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste].
Price: 10 points.
A pair of purple tights with an automatic self-cleaning function.
After putting them on, the wearer gains the power of command words: you can forcibly order a living being to carry out any instruction—potentially even making them accomplish things they normally could not.
If used on a target whose will is too strong, the tights will be damaged. Once completely destroyed, the effect becomes permanently invalid.
The moment the description appeared, the chat fell into a short, stunned silence—followed by an even louder uproar.
[Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste (Kafka): Oh? That's… unexpectedly subtle and awkward as an item. (calm_tea.jpg)]
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): Whoa! So Kafka-sis, your ability is this terrifying?! That's basically a mind-control app! But… why tights?! What kind of item is that?! (losing_it.jpg)]
[Roasted Eggplant (Mash): The ability is extremely powerful—like an upgraded Command Spell you can use repeatedly without limit. But tights really are a bit… (shy.jpg)]
[Giant Daifuku (Tsunade): A frightening illusion-type ability. But if the target can't hear your voice at all, wouldn't it fail? (thinking.jpg)]
[Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste (Kafka): With my own power, as long as I say the trigger phrase "Listen to me," then whether the target is born deaf or deliberately blocks their hearing, they'll still be forced to hear and understand my command.]
[Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste (Kafka): This item… would probably achieve a similar result by paying the price of damaging itself.]
[Giant Daifuku (Tsunade): I see… A strong and troublesome rule-level power. (impressed.jpg)]
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): It's strong, sure… but controlling other people… that feels kinda wrong… (hesitating.jpg)]
[Giant Daifuku (Tsunade): Kid. When you're truly on a battlefield where it's kill or be killed, you won't have the luxury of those naïve concerns. Survival comes first!]
[Roasted Eggplant (Mash): What Lady Tsunade said… makes a lot of sense. (complicated_expression.jpg)]
Eisen watched the discussion. No one seemed to urgently need the item for now, and the tone was drifting in a weird direction. He pushed the process forward immediately.
[Group Owner (Eisen): Looks like nobody needs this item right away. @Group Assistant, introduce the next item.]
Item 2 (Physical): "Willpower Glasses"
Concept extracted from [Roasted Eggplant].
Price: 10 points.
After equipping, your minimum willpower is fixed at the human upper limit.
It can also serve as a key to unlocking willpower that surpasses your limits—allowing you to erupt with far greater-than-normal mental strength in extreme situations.
Activating the "beyond limits" effect will damage the glasses. Once damaged past a certain point, the effect becomes permanently invalid.
This second item drew another wave of astonishment.
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): Holy—Mash! Your willpower is that insane?! Your normal state is already at the human limit?! (shocked.jpg)]
[Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste (Kafka): Mm… forging your will to something this pure and resilient is truly rare. (appreciation.jpg)]
[Giant Daifuku (Tsunade): Astonishing willpower! (admiring.jpg)]
[Roasted Eggplant (Mash): E-eh?! It's not that exaggerated… (shy.jpg)]
In Chaldea, Mash Kyrielight was sitting at the edge of her bed. She adjusted the slightly old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses on her nose—only for her fingers to grasp at empty air.
She froze and blinked.
The lenses and frame vanished right in front of her eyes—as if they'd been deleted from reality.
Because she had already become a Demi-Servant and her eyesight was fully restored, she wore those glasses purely as a fashion accessory. So she hadn't even noticed their disappearance at first.
Now her clear eyes widened, confusion written across her face.
[Roasted Eggplant (Mash): Ah! My glasses! My glasses suddenly disappeared! (panic.jpg)]
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): ???]
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): I just checked the shop! The "Willpower Glasses" listing says remaining stock: 0! Someone already bought them?!]
Ling relayed the shop info at lightning speed.
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): Wait! Does that mean the item you buy is literally the real thing Mash was wearing?! Then…]
In her own room, Ling lay on her bed and immediately targeted the other item in the shop—the Command-Word Tights.
A bold idea took shape.
With a flurry of mental taps, she spent 10 of the 40 points she'd just gotten from check-in and hit Purchase.
[Ding! Purchase successful! Item "Command-Word Tights" delivered! Remaining stock: 0.]
Almost at the same instant, inside the Stellaron Hunters' ship—
Kafka, legs crossed with her usual elegance, suddenly felt a faint chill. She tilted her head slightly and saw that the purple tights that had been covering her thighs were simply… gone, leaving her legs exposed to the ship's cool air.
She didn't panic. A glint of amused interest flashed through her violet eyes.
"Oh?"
At the foot of Ling's bed, a brand-new pair of purple tights appeared soundlessly, folded neat and tidy.
Ling glanced left and right like a thief, confirmed no one was watching, then carefully picked them up—before reporting back to the chat at once:
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): Hiss… ha. (nostrils_expanding.jpg)]
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): Report! The Command-Word Tights look totally new! They even smell nice—so nobody's worn them! (serious.jpg)]
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): But the tights are also sold out in the shop now.]
Mash was horrified.
[Roasted Eggplant (Mash): Senior Ling!! What you're doing is… kind of… kind of perverted!! (disgusted.jpg)]
[Giant Daifuku (Tsunade): I don't understand it, but I am deeply shocked.]
[Group Owner (Eisen): …]
Eisen's feelings were… complicated.
This chat group was way too repressed.
Kafka, however, remained unhurriedly clinical about it.
[Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste (Kafka): My tights did disappear just now—same as Mash's glasses. But they were likely taken by the chat group as a conceptual carrier or raw material, rather than sending my original item to Ling exactly as-is.]
[Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste (Kafka): At the very least, the one that vanished wasn't nearly as convenient as "self-cleaning." If you wear tights for too long, there's still… well, a smell. (calm.jpg)]
Ling's disappointment hit instantly.
[Sports-Style Lunchbox (Ling): Huh?! So that's how it works… What a shame! (regret.jpg)]
Tsunade exploded.
[Giant Daifuku (Tsunade): Hey!!! You brat—what exactly are you calling a shame?! (furious.jpg)]
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