"Whaaat!?" Shichimiya Satone stood frozen, staring at the vast sea of stars and the boundless steel wall beneath her feet.
Her hand caught Yuuta's sleeve without her noticing. She was clearly panicking.
She might have been deep in her chuunibyou phase, but that didn't mean she had no idea what this sight meant!
She was an ordinary person, after all. Unlike Rikka and Dekomori Sanae, those two carefree girls, she couldn't just launch straight into a PK match.
"Don't worry. Everyone here is a friend. Didn't we tell you before? We know lots of friends from other worlds." Yuuta reassured Shichimiya Satone with perfect composure.
Unfortunately, every word sounded like a humblebrag.
Shichimiya Satone: "..."
I thought you were caught up in your chuunibyou fantasies and talking nonsense! You meant it?
Right now, Shichimiya Satone felt like a plump orange cat that had wandered into a pack of tigers: small, pitiful, and helpless. She'd only joked that she was a tiger cub, and now she'd actually been tossed among tigers. This was going to be the death of her.
A newcomer had accompanied Frieren too: a green-haired girl.
Someone else had wanted to come along, but their grandmaster, Serie, had flatly refused.
That person adored cute girls. Who knew what she might do if she came here?
There was a lolicon here, after all. If he took offense, she would be in for a world of trouble.
Ubel's faint smile froze the moment she arrived. There were rather too many monsters here!
"Oh, so those are Aeldari warships? Heh heh." At some point, Frieren had flown into the air, holding a dead-eyed Frieren sideways in her arms.
Frieren held herself stiffly upright, staff in hand, while Frieren carried her like a Gatling gun.
"Lady Frieren, is this the new combination