"It sure has been a while since I enjoyed some leisure time," I murmured as I lounged on a park bench, squinting my eyes contentedly in the warm morning sun and stretching lazily.
Two weeks had passed since the incident in the Kepulu Star Zone, and our group of idle Imperial Leaders had returned to their daily lives. Qianqian was back to her usual lively self, dragging a few kids around the city's amusement parks and theme parks. Sicaro and his bunch of headache-inducing soldiers were still engaged in their stubborn skirmishes of siege and counter-siege. Big Sister and Little Ghost were experimenting with ingredients from Azeroth to master the art of making an authentic braised eggplant rice dish. And Sandora and I... well, as the Imperial Leaders, we really couldn't indulge ourselves as carelessly as the rest, especially with the resurgence of the Fallen Apostles. Recently, we've been running to the Shadow Space almost non-stop, and of course, we were there right now too.
