Omake 1: Thursday
On the following Thursday, at precisely the moment the sun began to dip below the horizon, a small, shimmering purple portal opened in the middle of a quiet glade in Trae Forest.
Sugaru was the first to step through, meticulously balancing two woven baskets filled to the brim with freshly baked pastries. Blanc followed closely behind, with Burgundy trotting eagerly at her heels, his three jawbones clacking happily as Blanc flashed an enormous, beaming grin. Lyla emerged third, carrying a satchel stuffed to bursting with tactical notebooks, and Leah came last, cradling a neatly wrapped bundle of rare tea leaves under one arm.
"Are you entirely sure this is the correct dimensional coordinate?" Lyla asked, adjusting her satchel strap.
"I'm positive," Leah smiled, glancing around. "I can feel the spatial tether from here."
The purple circle expanded and brightened, and a towering figure clad in grand black robes stepped through to greet them: majestic, imposing, and visibly fidgeting.
"Welcome," Ainz said, his deep voice sounding a little breathless. "I, ah... hope the tea selection meets your standards. I brewed it myself. I am somewhat concerned I may have oversteeped the leaves."
"I'll drink pretty much anything," Leah chuckled.
"I'll drink nothing," Lyla remarked dryly. "I am strictly here for the theoretical strategy debates."
Behind the Overlord, lined up in a neat, welcoming delegation at the edge of the portal, stood an assortment of dark elves, high demons, giant insectoid warriors, and one impeccably dressed, extremely nervous butler.
"Welcome, honored guests," Albedo announced, dropping into a flawless, breathtaking curtsy. "We have prepared every detail according to Lord Ainz's strict instructions."
Blanc immediately spotted the dark elf twins and squealed with delight, rushing over. Sugaru and Cocytus exchanged a formal, synchronized bow like old battle-tested comrades. Demiurge approached Lyla with an intimidatingly thick stack of fresh parchment.
Standing at the threshold between worlds, Leah looked at the grand, candlelit table, the lavish feast, and the giant skeletal wizard in robes who was currently wringing his bony gauntlets together, trying desperately to look like a dignified, unflappable ruler.
"Nervous?" Leah asked softly, stepping beside him.
"Absolutely terrified," Ainz admitted under his breath.
"Good," Leah grinned. "So am I."
They crossed the threshold together.
Behind them, the purple circle folded shut with a quiet shimmer. The evening carried on—warm, bright, and filled with lively conversation—inside a grand hall that had been quiet and lonely for far too long.
Omake 2: Group Chat
Set one week after the Thursday tea gathering.
[Chat: "Thursday Club"]
Ainz: "Good evening, everyone. I trust you are all faring well on this day."
Leah: "Satoru, it's just a casual group chat. You don't need to write a diplomatic memo, just say hi."
Ainz: "Hi."
Lyla: "Demiurge has sent me forty-two messages in the span of six minutes."
Demiurge: "Every single one of them contained crucial strategic information."
Lyla: "One message was literally just a single semicolon."
Demiurge: "It was highly relevant to our prior discussion on structural syntax."
Blanc: "Burgundy says hi!! All three heads say hi at the same time!!"
Aura: "Please tell the middle nap head I said hi!"
Mare: "M-Me too, please."
Blanc: "He's wagging his entire lower jaw right now!"
Cocytus: "Sugaru. I have secured the high-grade formulation recipe for the shell wax. I shall bring a sample container on Thursday."
Sugaru: "I am deeply honored by your generosity, Cocytus."
Shalltear: "Leah. May I borrow one of your insect scythes."
Leah: "No."
Shalltear: "Sugaru."
Sugaru: "The answer remains no, Shalltear."
Albedo: "Lord Ainz, my sensors indicate you have not touched your tea cup."
Ainz: "Albedo. I am entirely made of bones. I have no stomach."
Albedo: "That is no valid excuse for neglecting proper hosting etiquette."
Leah: "She actually has a point, Satoru."
Ainz: "Et tu, Leah?"
Lyla: "He just quoted classical literature. Quick, everyone act completely awestruck so his ego stays intact."
Everyone: "Wow."
Ainz: "I genuinely hate this chat."
Ainz: "See you all on Thursday."