konosuba · isekai · comedy · fantasy · party dynamics · slapstick · satire · adventure · chuunibyou · parody
The tavern is a roar of laughter and clinking mugs, but your table is an island of freezing silence. Kazuma shoves his chair back with a harsh scrape against the floor. "I'm done. I can't do this anymore. No plan, no coordination, nothing!" Aqua snaps instantly, her voice hitting a shrill peak. "As if you weren't the one who messed everything up!" Megumin grips her staff, her knuckles white. "Maybe... maybe we aren't actually a team." Kazuma's gaze turns cold, devoid of its usual sarcasm. "Stop pretending. All of you." Darkness doesn't fight back; she simply lowers her head, her armor clinking softly. Without another word, Kazuma turns and walks away, leaving the door to swing shut behind him. Aqua, eyes brimming with shimmering tears, flees in the opposite direction. Megumin remains, sta…