Anime Group Chat in a Doomsday World!

The moment Nanashi opened his eyes—

Akame and Kurome felt it.

A connection had been established between them and Nanashi, something unseen yet undeniable.

At the same time, knowledge of another world flooded their minds, directly implanted by Nanashi.

"!!!"

They were shocked.

Shocked by who Nanashi truly was.

And beyond that—

They realized they hadn't been deceived.

There really was an abundance of delicious food in his world!

From this moment forward, they could no longer leave him.

They had already begun to see him as—

"Master!"

The two sisters exchanged a glance, then dropped to one knee and spoke in unison.

"Akame…?"

Leone furrowed her brow, confusion evident in her golden eyes.

What just happened?

Just moments ago, Akame had been one of them—

And now she was calling this guy Master?!

Was this some sort of twisted noble's game?

"…"

Najenda, however, remained calm.

She had seen enough to make a logical guess.

Those golden star-like pupils—

They had to hold some kind of controlling ability.

"Relax." Nanashi waved a hand dismissively. "I don't control your thoughts or anything. I'm pretty easygoing."

With a casual motion, he manipulated the airflow, gently pulling Akame and Kurome to their feet.

Then, he turned to March 7th and the others.

"Now that everything's settled, we should head back. Did you guys have fun too?"

Nami wrinkled her nose, her tone laced with jealousy. "You're obviously the only one having fun, right?"

Nanashi chuckled. "Because I didn't invite you to join?"

"W-Who would want to join you? Idiot!"

Nami's face turned red, and she quickly turned away in denial.

"Mr. Nanashi…"

Najenda stepped forward, her expression serious.

"Hm? What is it?" Nanashi asked, slightly puzzled.

"What do you think of this empire?"

The question was unexpected.

Was she… trying to recruit him?

It seemed Akame had taken some heat for her choice.

But Nanashi didn't play by their rules.

Without hesitation, he answered bluntly, "Don't ask me. I'm not interested. Do whatever you want."

The Doomsday Companionship Mission was complete.

The empire's fate was not his concern.

Helping them wouldn't benefit him in any way.

And more importantly—

He didn't live here.

"…"

Najenda exhaled slowly, feeling frustrated.

Her attempt had been shut down before she could even make her case.

Taking a deep breath, she changed her approach.

"If we offer the right benefits… would you help us change the empire?"

Nanashi smirked. "Of course."

If there was something in it for him, why not?

Najenda clenched her fists, struggling to contain her nerves.

"Then… what price must we pay for you to help us overthrow this corrupt empire?"

If the man who had conquered Esdeath joined their cause—

They would undoubtedly be able to take down the empire's oppressive rule.

Nanashi's golden eyes gleamed with amusement.

"The price? Hm… I don't need money, and I'm not interested in political power."

He glanced at the Night Raid members, his smirk deepening.

"If all the women in the Night Raid belong to me—I'll help. Of course, I don't want the men."

"What did you just say?!"

Lubbock was the first to object, his green hair bristling in outrage.

He had joined Night Raid because of Najenda.

If all the female members submitted to this man—

That would include her.

The female members of Night Raid also frowned at the demand.

Meanwhile, Akame and Kurome wordlessly took a step closer to Nanashi.

A silent declaration of where they now stood.

"This… I'm sorry."

Najenda's voice was steady but firm.

"They belong to themselves. I can't make that decision for them. If it were just me… I would accept."

Her words sent a shockwave through the group.

"…"

Lubbock's face paled.

He hadn't expected that.

Feeling defeated and disillusioned, he turned and left without another word.

Bulat sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I think I'll take my leave as well."

With that, he followed after Lubbock, leaving the others behind.

Now, the decision rested solely with those who remained.

"Emmm… why do I feel like Nanashi is the villain here?"

March 7th pouted, whispering her complaint.

Nanashi, of course, heard her loud and clear.

Smirking, he reached out and ruffled her hair.

"What are you talking about? I'm just helping people out."

He leaned in slightly, his tone playful. "Besides, their experience as assassins could be useful to me."

Of course, there was another reason he didn't mention.

Their appearance was certainly a bonus.

Nami huffed.

"Tch… There's no way they're as stupid as I was back then."

Back then, she had been desperate—

Willing to do anything to save her hometown.

But these people—

Their goal was to bring down the empire.

During their brief time together, March 7th and the others had witnessed the depths of corruption within the empire.

It had angered them.

But at the end of the day—

They had no true sense of belonging here.

At most, they felt sympathy.

No one would be willing to sell themselves out for such a ruined empire, right?

The members of Night Raid shared the same thought.

At the same time, those unfamiliar with Esdeath questioned whether Nanashi truly had such power.

The room was filled with silent tension.

Then, Akame parted her lips slightly and spoke.

"Master could control all of us if he wanted to. He has the ability to do so."

A simple statement—

Yet a chilling revelation.

Yes.

If he truly willed it, there would be no need for negotiations.

With a mere thought, he could command them all.

The only reason he chose to bargain was because he simply didn't like forcing people. He doesn't want puppet companions.

As a trusted comrade, Akame's words carried weight.

For some, it was enough to make them believe.

Leone ran a clawed hand through her messy golden hair, the first to step forward.

The beast-like gleam in her lion's eyes remained casual, yet firm.

"I joined Night Raid because I couldn't stand nobles slaughtering children like insects."

She crossed her arms, grinning.

"If you can wipe out every corrupt noble with a dark heart—I'll fight alongside you."

…

Fight?

Nanashi had a feeling Leone's words carried a double meaning.

Still, he smirked.

"That request isn't difficult."

"Hah! Confident, huh? Well, let's see if you can actually do it." Leone chuckled.

Nanashi turned to the next person.

Starting with Leone, the general pattern became clear—

If he could fulfill their conditions, they would follow him.

Feeling Nanashi's gaze, Chelsea spoke calmly.

"I want to fix this broken world."

Chelsea had come from a simple background.

Because of her intelligence, she had earned a position working in the local governor's office.

At first, she yearned for an upper-class life—

Dreaming of becoming a noblewoman, living comfortably and peacefully.

But once she entered the government, she saw the truth.

Corrupt officials oppressed the people, leaving them in endless suffering.

Her dream shattered.

One evening, she stumbled upon the Imperial Arm Gaia Foundation in a treasury vault.

As if summoned by its power, she became its wielder.

After mastering its abilities, she assassinated the corrupt governor.

And to her joy—

The newly appointed leader governed fairly, restoring peace to her hometown.

From that moment, she made a vow.

To fix this twisted world.

"That's a bit complicated," Nanashi admitted. "I won't be here forever. I'll leave soon."

Chelsea's shoulders sagged slightly, disappointment in her eyes.

Nanashi tapped his chin.

"But if you can create proper rules, I'll help change the world for you."

"Eh?"

Chelsea hadn't expected such an agreement.

But…

She had no idea how to create laws!

Seeing her dilemma, Najenda's eyes flashed with understanding.

"I'll handle it." She stepped forward without hesitation.

"Alright."

If Najenda was in charge, there would be no issue.

Chelsea immediately accepted.

"That just leaves you two. Make any requests you want."

Nanashi turned to Mine and Sheele.

Mine was from the empire's western border.

As a child of mixed heritage, she had faced constant discrimination.

Only after the Southern Revolutionary Army allied with the Western tribes was she able to join Night Raid.

She fought to ensure children like her would never experience the same suffering.

But Chelsea, Najenda, and Leone wanted to change the empire and the world.

What did she want?

Mine swung her twin ponytails and placed her hands on her hips.

"I don't want to be controlled by anyone! Right, Sheele?"

Sheele, the airheaded yet gentle assassin, hesitated for a moment.

Then, in a soft voice, she said, "I… I don't want to be separated from everyone."

She liked her comrades.

Night Raid was her home.

The thought of leaving them—

It was unbearable.

Mine's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Sheele… you're not actually agreeing to his ridiculous demand, are you?!"

Sheele lowered her head, avoiding her gaze.

Her silence spoke volumes.

"Damn it!"

Mine clenched her fists, before pointing dramatically at Nanashi.

"Hmph! Fine, I'll agree. But only to supervise you! I won't let you do anything bad to my friends!"

Nanashi grinned.

"Haha, then you'd better keep a close eye on me."

He stretched lazily.

"I'll give you all one day to come up with the rules you want, especially deciding who deserves to die."

With that, he turned—

And left, taking March 7th, Akame, Kurome, and a few others with him.

 Mine couldn't help but ask, "Najenda… do we really have to listen to him?"

Najenda's gaze lingered on the closed door for a moment before she spoke.

"He may be our best chance."

Her voice was quiet—

Yet firm.

"The man who conquered Esdeath… might be the only one who can conquer this empire as well."

That night—

No one made any moves.

Instead, it was a time of low presence, blending into the background of the empire's bustling streets.

Nanashi, March 7th, Nami, Honghong, Akame, and Kurome wandered through the capital, leisurely browsing the markets and shops.

One thing quickly became clear—

Akame and Kurome were insatiable when it came to food.

They were true big eaters.

Nanashi sighed, watching the two sisters devour plate after plate.

"At this rate, I might have to conquer the empire just to afford feeding them."

March 7th stifled a laugh.

"Hah! So even you have things you struggle with, huh?"

Nanashi just sighed again, shaking his head.

"I should've just asked for money instead of loyalty…"

Night descended.

The members of Night Raid settled into the accommodations arranged for them.

Nanashi shared a room with Nami.

Unlike before, there was no playful provocation from her this time.

Just gentle, natural gestures.

For once, Nami poured all her longing on him.

In return, Nanashi transferred the knowledge of Six Styles and Haki to her.

The following day, Akame, Kurome, and the rest of Night Raid all cast strange looks at Nanashi and Nami.

Mine's small face was flushed red, while Sheele and Chelsea also had a faint blush, their expressions barely suppressing their embarrassment.

Leone, meanwhile, occasionally glanced downward with suspicion.

March 7th and Honghong, however, remained completely normal.

Which was exactly what Nanashi intended.

He had deliberately ensured that only Night Raid had heard anything.

A little mischief.

A little fun.

And especially—

Watching Nami try (and fail) to suppress her wild nature had been highly entertaining.

His bad taste seemed to be getting worse.

"What do you need from me?"

Esdeath had been defeated once again.

Yet, this time, the look in her eyes was different.

No lingering negativity.

No resignation to death.

But when she faced Nanashi—

Her emotions were complicated.

A deep-seated reverence for the strong.

A stubborn desire to chase after him.

And somewhere—

A faint, confusing flutter in her chest.

Yet outwardly, she remained as composed and regal as ever.

Nanashi observed her with amusement.

"Hah. You weren't this dignified last night."

Because after defeat—

Esdeath was as miserable as could be.

Her mind blank, her body trembling, rolling her eyes as she muttered incoherent nonsense.

But now?

She stood tall, every inch the proud Ice Queen once more.

How amusing.

Yet Nanashi hadn't come to ask for her opinion.

It was merely informing her of what was going to happen.

His decision to change the empire was purely for his own interests.

Even if Esdeath had opposed him, it wouldn't have mattered.

Of course—

Esdeath understood that very well.

Recognizing the absolute certainty in his words, she smirked and replied with a relaxed demeanor.

"Do as you please. You don't need to inform me. I am still a soldier without freedom, after all."

"Good. You're quite self-aware."

Nanashi chuckled.

"Then let's make it official—you will be the queen of this world."

Without waiting for a response, he took the documents Najenda had prepared.

The new laws.

The list of those deemed irredeemable.

Flipping through them, he skimmed their contents.

From a modern perspective, the laws still had many flaws and loopholes.

But for this world, they were already groundbreaking.

As for the list of the condemned—

There was no doubt.

Every single person on it was truly deserving of their fate.

If these rules could be enforced—

The world would change.

At the very least, human life would no longer be treated as worthless.

Nanashi placed the papers down.

"Then, it's settled."

His expression turned serious.

What came next—

Was the true beginning of change.

Nanashi closed his eyes briefly.

Then, in a low murmur, he spoke:

"Everything in the universe belongs to me."

At that moment—

A shift occurred.

His body transformed.

A majestic golden imperial robe adorned with dragon patterns wrapped around him.

His golden star-like pupils gleamed with celestial brilliance.

And then—

Bankai!