Anime Group Chat in a Doomsday World!

"Huh? Why is the evil energy out of control?"

The minister frowned as he prepared to extract and absorb the evil energy from the slain dangerous creatures surrounding him.

But before he could act, the dark energy suddenly surged out of their bodies on its own—and fled.

Even the seeds of evil energy within his own body began to stir violently.

If not for the fact that they were bound to him, they too would have broken free and escaped uncontrollably.

His expression darkened.

"I need to see what's happening."

With narrowed eyes, he swiftly pursued the rogue energy, heading in the direction where it was gathering.

"What are these things? Just looking at them gives me a headache!"

Mine groaned, shutting her eyes tightly as she rubbed her temples in frustration.

"Same here… I feel this overwhelming urge to rip something apart." Leone ran a hand through her wild, lion-like blond hair, her irritation evident.

"Hey, Sheele, let me lean on you for a bit. I'm dizzy."

Chelsea didn't wait for permission—she slumped against Sheele, burying her face into the other woman's chest.

"…"

Akame remained silent, clutching Murasame in her arms.

But she saw it.

From above, black and red energy streaked across the sky, swirling downward to form a dense sphere in front of Nanashi.

The moment anyone laid eyes on it, a wave of negative emotions crept into their minds—an insidious force drilling into their thoughts.

Najenda's gaze locked onto Nanashi, her expression grim.

"Is this what's driving people mad?"

Nanashi kept his focus on the writhing mass of energy.

"Yes. This is the work of the minister—the one responsible for releasing this energy."

He continued stabilizing the gathered evil energy as he addressed Najenda.

"I know Night Raid and Esdeath don't exactly see eye to eye, but at least for now, you have a common enemy."

"…"

Najenda turned her eyes to Esdeath.

The ice queen stood there, arms crossed, her expression cold and unreadable.

She said nothing, nor did she refute the claim.

After a moment of consideration, Najenda made her decision.

"Fine. We'll cooperate to kill the minister. Everything else can be dealt with later."

Esdeath scoffed, her voice sharp.

"He is my prey. I will kill him with my own hands."

"…"

Nanashi glanced at her.

He wanted to point out that aside from her Mahāpadma, which had the ability to freeze this kind of energy, there wasn't much else she could handle.

But he held back from saying anything too harsh.

With Esdeath's personality, it might be beneficial for her to struggle a little.

Still, after losing to him before, she seemed a bit emotionally unstable…

For now, a temporary alliance was formed between Night Raid and Esdeath, their goal unified.

"The Imperial Capital?"

The minister followed the trail of evil energy—only to find himself back at the Imperial Capital.

Standing atop a rooftop, he looked down at the city below.

The chaos had completely subsided.

The once-frenzied citizens now lay scattered across the streets, exhausted and unmoving.

Their evil energy… had been completely extracted.

A deep frown formed on his face.

"Who in the capital could possibly manipulate evil energy?"

The Little Emperor was under his control.

General Budo? A weakling in his eyes.

Esdeath? She had returned from the border, but aside from her spatial freezing technique—which he found mildly concerning—she posed no real threat.

He had long since mapped out the power structures within the Empire, ever since usurping the original minister's identity.

No one wielding mere Teigu should be capable of guiding evil energy.

So then…

"Evil Sanction!"

BOOM!

Lightning cracked through the sky, a blinding bolt of blue energy hurtling straight toward him.

The minister's eyes widened slightly—but he dodged effortlessly.

A name slipped from his lips.

"Budo?"

No—he quickly dismissed the thought.

The voice that had called out the attack belonged to a woman.

From the shadows, several figures emerged atop the empty rooftop.

Or perhaps they had been there all along, their presence simply overlooked.

Nami pouted in frustration.

"Ugh, he's too fast. I can't hit him at all."

She muttered in annoyance before glancing at Esdeath.

"I can tell he's strong, but Esdeath, are you really sure you don't need my help?"

Nanashi chuckled as he reached out, ruffling Nami's hair.

Stars shimmered in his eyes as he turned his attention to Esdeath.

Just from observing this so-called Plunderer Minister, Nanashi already knew Esdeath wouldn't be able to defeat him.

Within the minister's body, there was a seed of evil energy—an unnatural core that continuously fed his strength.

It flowed through his veins, reshaping his meridians, twisting his body into something beyond human.

Nanashi's gaze sharpened.

This wasn't merely an enemy.

He was a monster in a sense.

And without her once-a-day use of Mahāpadma, Esdeath's chances of winning were near zero.

But still—

"I want to see the difference in power with my own eyes," Esdeath declared stubbornly.

With a sharp gust of wind, she soared forward on a platform of ice.

The plunderer frowned as he caught sight of her.

"You again?"

But his real focus was elsewhere—on Nanashi.

More specifically, on the sphere of evil energy hovering in front of him.

The sheer density of it was intoxicating.

If he could claim that power, he would undoubtedly reach Level 6 Plunderer.

A slow grin spread across his face.

This will be mine.

"Your opponent is right in front of you! Where are you looking?!"

Esdeath's roar shattered his trance.

High above, a colossal iceberg materialized in the sky, plummeting straight down.

"Tch, I'll take the evil energy after I deal with you first."

Dark tendrils of evil energy burst from the plunderer's body, forming a demonic shadow around him.

With a single punch, he shattered the massive ice formation into a storm of shards.

But Esdeath was already upon him, sword in hand.

"Nanashi, are we really just going to sit here and watch?"

March 7th's voice was laced with concern.

Anyone with a keen eye could see the reality of the fight.

Esdeath's attacks were relentless.

Icicles rained down like spears, glaciers rose from the battlefield, and the air itself froze over.

But despite the overwhelming spectacle—

The damage she inflicted was minimal.

On the contrary, the plunderer's monstrous aura grew darker with each exchange.

His evil energy gnawed at her spirit, creeping into the gaps of her resolve.

And with every passing second, Esdeath's expression worsened.

Nanashi simply shrugged.

"She made her choice. I don't get why she's so stubborn, but whatever—this is her world. Let her be."

With that, he pulled Nami and Kanae down beside him—onto thin air.

It was as if an invisible chair was holding them up.

He gestured to the others.

"Sit down. Enjoy the show."

Tushan Honghong and March 7th exchanged uncertain glances before hesitantly taking a seat.

"Whoa! It feels like sitting on a couch! How are you doing this?"

March 7th poked the air beneath her, eyes wide with curiosity.

Night Raid members stared at each other, skepticism in their eyes.

Eventually, Najenda took the lead, sitting down cautiously.

One by one, the others followed suit.

Chelsea, however, couldn't hold back a soft cry of disbelief—

"…Seriously?"

She immediately covered her mouth, but the bizarre atmosphere remained.

Two warriors engaged in a fierce battle—while a group of spectators casually watched from mid-air.

Nanashi pulled up his chat interface.

As the fight raged on, he started a live broadcast.

One by one, the group members entered.

Nanashi: "Anyone got some potato chips and soda?"

Lemuel: "Why don't you just grab some from the docks?"

Nanashi: "I mean, if you're willing to grab them for me, I wouldn't say no."

Lemuel: "Haha."

[Ding! Lemuel has sent a red envelope!]

[Nanashi has received the red envelope!]

[March 7th has received the…]

…

Lemuel: "Hehe, that's Texas' favorite Pocky. You better thank me properly."

Nanashi: "Haha, much appreciated, Energy Angel."

Lemuel: "I should be called 'Power,' not 'Energy'..."

The chat banter continued, but down below—

March 7th and the others now held small snack boxes and cans of beer.

March 7th blinked.

"Chocolate bars and beer? That's such a weird combination."

Nanashi frowned.

"I asked for potato chips and soda."

Tushan Honghong held up the unfamiliar items.

"Brother Nanashi, what is this?"

"Ding ding ding! Honghong-chan, allow me to educate you!"

March 7th excitedly unwrapped the chocolate and held it up to Honghong's mouth.

Honghong hesitated, glancing at Nanashi.

He simply smiled and nodded.

And so—

She took a bite.

"!!! Mmm! Delicious!"

Honghong's red eyes sparkled with delight.

March 7th pouted.

"Wow, Honghong-chan is way too attached to Nanashi."

Feeling left out, she snapped open the can of beer in her hand.

She brought it close, sniffing cautiously.

Doesn't smell weird…

Taking a small sip—

"Hmm…!"

Her face twisted in an instant. She instinctively wanted to spit it out but quickly covered her mouth.

Gulp.

She forced it down, sticking out her tongue with a bitter expression.

"What the heck? This tastes so weird!"

Nanashi chuckled.

"That's beer. You've probably never had it before. Here, give it to me."

March 7th, still grimacing, handed it over without hesitation.

"Yeah, it's a beer."

Nanashi took the can and drank straight from it.

After smacking his lips, he concluded that the beer from Terra wasn't much different from regular beer.

Nami, sitting beside him, suddenly looked gloomy.

That was the same can March 7th had just drunk from.

March 7th herself seemed completely oblivious, happily munching on a chocolate bar while watching the battle unfold.

Stare…

The silent gaze sent a shiver down Honghong's spine just as she was enjoying her chocolate bar.

Is someone about to ambush me?

Her ears twitched.

Looking up cautiously, she locked eyes with a pair of deep red irises—Akame's.

But the intent behind the stare wasn't aggression.

Rather… it was focused on the chocolate bar in her hand.

Honghong hesitated before holding it out.

"Um… do you want some?"

Akame's eyes widened in an instant.

She instinctively reached out—

Then stopped.

Her gaze flickered to the others, clearly hesitating.

Nanashi rolled his eyes.

So she's a foodie too, huh?

"Here."

He casually tossed another pack of Pocky toward her.

Akame caught it with ease.

She held it in her hands, hesitating for a moment before whispering,

"Thank you… My name is Akame."

Nanashi turned to the rest of the group.

One by one, the Night Raid members exchanged glances before introducing themselves as well.

Of course, they weren't just engaging in small talk.

As assassins, they had to observe and evaluate.

Even while chatting, they were closely analyzing Nanashi and the others—their expressions, their movements, their way of speaking.

Trying to discern their personalities, their origins.

And so far…

It was becoming more and more evident.

Some of these people weren't from the Empire at all.

In the Chat Group…

Reinhard: "Is the man covered in black mist the plunderer?"

March 7th: "Yeah, and that energy of his is seriously unsettling. It can mess with people's minds."

Nami: "It's more than that. This energy has been corrupting the entire world, triggering bloody riots everywhere."

Tushan Honghong: "I saw it too… People in this city were killing and robbing each other like madmen."

Emilia: "Such an evil power…"

Nanashi: "This plunderer isn't ordinary. I have a feeling he's like us—an outsider. That energy of his… it doesn't belong to this world."

It wasn't just incompatible with this world.

It felt more like something from beyond this reality.

Aqua: "Wait, are we talking about an isekai reincarnator?!"

Nanashi: "Not sure yet."

Shinobu: "Esdeath seems to be struggling."

Nanashi: "She's going to lose."