After Megumin devoured the lunchbox snatched from Yunyun, she burped contentedly. Her excited red eyes dimmed, and the beast-like aura around her dissipated.
Zunzun couldn't help but ask, "How long have you not eaten?"
"Since yesterday morning. I only had a bowl of porridge with three grains of rice, then nothing until now."
"That's not even rice soup. Not even close."
Megumin looked calm as if it was no big deal, and Zunzun was speechless. He never imagined the little loli's food supply would vanish so fast—turns out, Aunt Yuiyui's pregnancy was a big factor.
"Also, what did you mean by those words just now?"
"That's what my mother taught me. She said if someone tries to take what belongs to you, saying stuff like that is very effective."
"Aunt Yuiyui must be a senior White Album scholar."
"White scholar?" The little loli was puzzled, not knowing the term, then glanced at Yunyun, who was sobbing quietly nearby.
"Why is she crying?"
"It's because someone suddenly snatched her lunchbox like a berserker, so she cried."
"Huh?" Megumin looked down at the empty lunchbox in her hands, shining clean enough to reflect light. Suddenly, she remembered what she'd done and looked at Zunzun uncertainty.
"Was that my fault?"
"So I told you not to take it." Zunzun shrugged.
It wasn't really Megumin's fault. People do crazy things when they're starving, and Megumin had been hungry for a long time.
…No wonder! The original Megumin wouldn't have done that—even if starving to death—but possessed Megumin clearly did.
"How should I put this… When I saw you two eating your lunchboxes together, I felt really unhappy."
"Huh?"
She felt unhappy because someone stole her stuff, and she saw the two of them eating in close contact.
Could it be—
"Because that lunchbox was obviously meant for me! So it's mine! I didn't do anything wrong!"
"That's not your lunchbox; it was for Yunyun! And don't forget the rule: those who don't work don't eat!"
Nope, this wasn't jealousy. Zunzun, half ashamed and half exasperated, tapped Megumin's forehead hard.
"It hurts!"
Megumin cried out but still sincerely apologized to Yunyun.
"I'm sorry for taking your lunchbox. I'll make it up to you, but my family's poor. If you want, I can repay you with labor."
Just like when they first met.
Zunzun wondered if Megumin always used such excuses to get benefits.
"Huh? No, no, it's nothing. I… I don't mind…"
Yunyun wiped tears and shyly waved her hands. She wasn't good at dealing with serious people—or people in general.
After forgiving her, Megumin asked Zunzun curiously.
"By the way, who is she?"
"You're just asking now? Fine, let me introduce you. She's Yunyun, the new helper I found after you left. A very useful friend."
"A useful friend?" Megumin repeated suspiciously.
Yunyun felt something was off but couldn't quite place it.
Suddenly, Megumin stared at Yunyun's chest and asked bluntly, "How old are you?"
"Eh? Eight, eight years old… Why?"
"Eight years old!? That's my age too!"
Megumin suddenly screamed.
The high-pitched shout startled Yunyun, and the vicious glare made her instinctively cover her chest and step back.
Speaking of which, although Yunyun was the same age, she was different in other ways.
Like her enviable pectoral muscles.
Though not as broad as Megumin's elder sister, they were much more developed than Megumin's practically flat chest. Naturally, Megumin hated anyone with bigger pectorals than her—and she was obviously hostile.
Zunzun quickly laughed nervously.
"That… Yunyun, let me introduce you properly. This is Megumin—also a useful friend."
"Yeah, that's right."
Yunyun looked a bit lost, as if her "friend" status was being challenged.
So Zunzun said, "If possible, you two can be friends too—"
"This guy's an enemy!"
Megumin suddenly glared at Yunyun with blazing eyes.
"Isn't there a saying? The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so the friend of my friend is my enemy!"
"Huh, really?"
Yunyun looked utterly confused.
"No! Where did that twisted logic come from?" Zunzun rolled his eyes.
"Hey, Megumin, why say that?"
"Because she took my job! And the most important reason… she has those enviable pectoral muscles!"
The little loli glared deeply, then laughed darkly for no reason.
"Haha, got it. This is a declaration of war against me and a provocation! The Crimson Demon Clan rule is to respond to any challenge. I will punish your arrogant pectorals!"
"Huh, huh, huh-huh-huh—"
Megumin pounced on Yunyun, ignoring the mud covering both of them, wrestling like no one else existed.
Her main target was Yunyun's chest—the biggest thing in her field of vision. Her moves were surprising even to Zunzun.
He sighed:
"What a relationship. I didn't expect you two to fight this passionately on your first meeting."
"No, no, that's not—help me…"
Zunzun helped the sobbing Yunyun up and scolded Megumin:
"Why are you bullying her?"
"What are you talking about? She's the enemy!"
"Isn't it a bit much to call your fellow clansman an enemy? At least say 'opponent.'"
"Opponent? Yeah…"
After thinking for a moment, Megumin pointed at the sobbing Yunyun.
"Fine, I admit you're my opponent. You seem as strong as me, but don't get cocky! I'll catch up soon!"
And then she pointed again to Yunyun's chest.
So she does care about that after all…
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