A few minutes passed. The Shiba Inu Thor resurfaced, apparently having worked through the group announcent.
The contents weren't particularly dense — Ryū had edited it down to the clearest, most accessible version he could manage. Even Aqua from Konosuba, widely regarded as a goddess in title only, could probably have parsed it.
A Shiba Inu of presumably divine calibre should be fine.
I Am Thor, God of Thunder!: …I think I understand roughly what the Dinsional Chat Group is now. I didn't expect sothing like this to exist — and yet it chose , woof.
Kaguya-sama: New mber, could you possibly not add "woof" at the end of every sentence?
Kaguya-sama: Your handle does say "Thunder God," you know.
I Am Thor, God of Thunder!: Ah? Oh!
I Am Thor, God of Thunder!: Understood!
Eternally Seventeen: Actually — we're almost at twenty mbers now, aren't we? Let count. , the Admin, Tornado, Kizaru, Whitebeard, Kaguya, Sakura, Thor the First, Thor the Second, Stark, Wolffy, Josuke, Ying Zheng, Eriri, Umaru, the Wandering Earth…
Eternally Seventeen: Sixteen mbers total. Four short. And the Admin said before — every ten mbers, a new moderator slot opens, right?
RawrSoFierce: That's correct, more or less.
RawrSoFierce: But four is still a significant gap.
RawrSoFierce: New mbers have been joining pretty frequently lately, but that won't last forever. So months nothing cos in. So who knows when we'll actually hit twenty.
"…"
Moderator slots sitting unused were wasted slots regardless. Ryū had no particular attachnt to holding them in reserve — keeping them for himself served no purpose. Giving them out was more useful for general group energy. The last moderator selection had been one of the livelier periods in Chat Group history, ssages flying past faster than anyone could track.
RawrSoFierce: @Eternally Seventeen — why are you asking about this? You're already a moderator.
RawrSoFierce: Each mber can only hold the moderator position once.
Eternally Seventeen: Oh, of course I know that~ As for why I'm asking… ahem. Confidential. Very confidential.
My True Form Is Cola: Yukari-senpai is definitely up to sothing.
RawrSoFierce: Agreed.
My True Form Is Cola: Handshake!
Eternally Seventeen: Hmph! How could I possibly be up to sothing.
RawrSoFierce: Doesn't your conscience hurt even a little when you say that?
Eternally Seventeen: o(#￣▽￣)o))￣0￣")o — SAGE'S FIST! ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!
RawrSoFierce: -(￢?￢) MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA…
Crazy Diamond: BRIEFS BRIEFS BRIEFS BRIEFS!!
"…"
Whatever Yukari was actually planning, nobody else was going to work it out. She was an entity that even soone with Aizen Sōsuke's level of perceptual architecture probably couldn't reliably read — and the Chat Group didn't have Aizen.
Ryū had long since given up trying to anticipate her from a different world. Even face to face he doubted he'd get far. She'd had an unknowable number of centuries to develop her thods.
The safe baseline assumption: whatever she was thinking, it wasn't going to be appropriate for minors.
Which raised the ongoing question of how thoroughly she'd corrupted Kaguya.
In the source material, Kaguya Shinomiya was a sheltered young woman from an exceptionally insulated background. A lot of things had gone over her head. That kind of content especially.
After spending significant ti in Yukari's orbit, Kaguya now understood those references.
Absolutely Yukari's fault.
Ryū was not accepting any responsibility for this. He had done nothing of the sort. He would stake his reputation on it.
He was still working through this line of reasoning when another notification window appeared.
He blinked.
Another new mber? He'd just noted the gap to twenty was still large, and now the Chat Group was potentially about to make him look foolish for saying so.
He checked the notification.
It wasn't a new mber.
He'd been wrong about that. No new mber, no need for any of the self-deprecation that had been building.
"A — what? The Dinsional Chat Group's Annual Mid-Autumn Festival Gathering? Click link for details?!"
He read the notification title out loud, one character at a ti.
His mouth pulled sideways.
He'd almost forgotten the Chat Group did group activities. The previous one had been the Children's Day event in the One Punch Man world. Now there was a Mid-Autumn Festival.
Which presumably ant New Year's was coming eventually. Then Spring Festival.
Looking at the group chat, where everyone was still making noise at full speed — he could tell this notification was visible only to him. Not even Yukari as moderator had seen it.
"Mid-Autumn Festival activity. Looks like the whole group gets to go sowhere together again. Format is probably similar to last ti. Hopefully there's a gift package — there was one before."
He tapped the link.
The full details unfolded in front of him.
[Group Activity: 6 days remain until the Mid-Autumn Festival on the fifteenth of the eighth lunar month. The Dinsional Chat Group Mid-Autumn Festival Gathering is about to open!
On the day of the activity, the Admin may personally select one world to visit. All group mbers cross over for free! Food, drink, entertainnt — all provided at no cost! Duration: 5 days. After 5 days, all mbers are automatically returned to their ho worlds.
Available worlds for this activity:
One Piece
Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf
Iron Man series
Note: As this activity coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival on the fifteenth of the eighth lunar month, all participating mbers will receive one Precious Gift Package upon entry!
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