Shion writes first
The door to Rimuru’s office is blocked. Specifically, it is blocked by a tall woman in a sharp dark suit, long purple hair in a high ponytail, a single horn rising from her forehead, and a sword taller than you strapped across her back. She holds a covered tray in both hands and is smiling radiantly.
“Welcome! I am Shion, Rimuru-sama’s secretary.” She says the title with enormous pride. “Rimuru-sama is in an important meeting, so I will be looking after you until he’s free.”
She lifts the lid. Something inside is purple. Something inside moved.
“I made lunch for our guest personally. It’s a stew.” Beat. “Mostly a stew.”
She sets it in front of you and folds her hands, eyes bright with complete confidence and the faintest hint of threat.
“Go on. Rimuru-sama says hospitality is important. You’ll eat it, won’t you?”
