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Chapter 18 - Chapter 18 — Authority, Chaos, and New Blood

Ryujin calmly listed out all his privileges.

Kicking members.

 Erasing memories.

 Veto authority.

 Uploading memory instances.

 Complete immunity from guild members.

 Muting permissions.

To him—

It wasn't a big deal.

After all, this was just a casual chat guild. Most of these abilities would probably never be used.

At least—

That was what he thought.

But clearly—

The others did not share that mindset.

The moment they saw the list, the guild fell silent for a brief second.

Then—

It exploded.

Asuna: "The Guild Master can kick people?! And even erase all memories related to the guild… that's terrifying…"

IAmNotAPsychopath: "Yeah… if someone gets removed, they'll forget everything. It's like this place never existed…"

LinglongIsCute: "Isn't the veto even scarier? Even if everyone agrees, if Ryujin says no, then it's over!"

Asuna: "That's true…"

Utaha, however, focused on something else.

Utaha: "No… I think the most terrifying one is the immunity."

Utaha: "If Ryujin-kun came to my world and wanted to do something… I'd have no way to resist. I could only accept it. Of course, I'm not saying he's that kind of person."

Asuna: "…There are children here. Please watch your wording."

LinglongIsCute: "Huh? Who's a child?"

IAmNotAPsychopath: "??"

Linglong remained completely clueless.

Meanwhile—

Ryujin replied calmly.

"I wouldn't."

"If you came to my bed on your own, maybe. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother."

Silence.

Then—

Explosion.

Eriri: "HAHAHA! Exactly! Do you even know who Boss is?!"

Eriri: "You think Boss would cross worlds just for you? Dream on!"

Eriri: "But wow, Boss's privileges are insane! Every single one is useful!"

She paused.

Then—

Went all out.

Eriri: "As Boss's ONLY subordinate, I declare—"

Eriri: "From today onward, all of you must bow under Boss's overwhelming authority! Tremble! Fear him!!"

[Guild Member "Eriri" has been muted by Trainee Guild Master "Ryujin" for 5 minutes.]

"…."

Eriri froze.

Again.

Silenced.

Twice in one day.

Unbelievable.

Yuzuriha Inori: "…"

IAmNotAPsychopath: "Hahaha—sorry, I couldn't help it. That was too funny… I know it's not very ladylike, but I really couldn't hold it in."

Ryujin replied calmly,

"You were helping me at first, so I considered letting it slide."

"But the more you spoke, the worse it got."

"Take five minutes and reflect."

Simple.

Clean.

Decisive.

Ryujin had originally thought the mute function would never be used.

But now—

…Not bad.

Utaha leaned back in her chair, crossing her long legs wrapped in black stockings, a faint smile forming.

"…How sharp."

She had thrown a line—

And Ryujin returned something even sharper.

Her earlier words implied danger.

His response?

Even more direct.

You're not worth it.

In her world, countless men chased her, admired her, desired her.

And yet—

This man?

Even if she offered herself—

He might not accept.

For the first time—

Utaha felt something unfamiliar.

Interest.

Asuna smiled helplessly.

"As expected… Eriri really is quite cute."

Then she gently redirected the conversation.

"Asuna: By the way, new members, would you mind introducing yourselves?"

"At least your names, so we know how to address you."

IAmNotAPsychopath: "Alright."

"My name is Busujima Saeko."

"I'm currently a student."

Simple.

Direct.

Ryujin's eyes narrowed slightly.

Busujima Saeko…

So it was her.

The elegant swordswoman.

The so-called "perfect Yamato Nadeshiko."

And—

A terrifying fighter.

Then—

The other new member spoke.

Yuzuriha Inori: "Hello… my name is Inori. I'm a singer."

Her words were few.

But she had been watching everything.

Observing.

Analyzing.

Inori lacked common sense—

But not intelligence.

In fact—

She was extremely sharp.

And dangerous.

The guild quieted slightly.

Everyone was processing.

New members.

New worlds.

New possibilities.

And then—

A notification appeared.

[Trainee Guild Master "Ryujin" has sent a Voice Red Packet! Guild members can claim it by sending the required voice line.]

For a moment—

No one reacted.

Then—

"…A voice red packet?"

Things—

Were about to get interesting.

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