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Those who usually seek Hertanid are people who want to pray for rain, those who have destroyed their own country, those with deep-seated hatred, those who want to fight the Demon King, and those who see themselves as a miracle and hope, and they come to her to make requests.
She easily dismissed them with just a few words.
Because the offerings were mostly young and strong men, or women who were young and beautiful but in her eyes all looked pretty much the same, and occasionally they had to perform some heart-wrenching self-mutilation acts that were hard to appreciate, or monster extracts that needed to be censored.
It's really not interesting.
He clearly said that offering bananas would be enough.
Why do they always misinterpret their own meaning and offer up other strange and unusual sacrifices?
Hetanied remained half-asleep in the ruins until Katya offered him bananas.
Finally, there's a human being who knows what they truly want.
The people who offered advice to Katya were also quite remarkable.
Could the little devil she admires be an old man the same age as me? Otherwise, how would he know my wishes?
I mentioned bananas once, or maybe three times, thousands of years ago. I don't quite remember, but it was something I said thousands of years ago.
Katya, who wants to maintain a childlike demeanor, has a strange smile and likes to take pictures of herself.
Compared to those who suffer from deep-seated grievances, national ruin, and family destruction, this human being's troubles are merely whether or not they can graduate from school.
How insignificant.
Hertanid found it interesting.
She spoke expressionlessly, in a tone that seemed devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness since birth:
"You even tried to steal a kiss from him when you were on the second floor, and you slept with his photo at night. Sometimes you even started to get aroused by each other. Your words are really not convincing."
"You you you you you you—"
Katya's face and neck instantly flushed crimson.
"You saw it? You even know that? You absolutely mustn't tell anyone! Absolutely not! Otherwise, I won't give you any more bananas!"
"Stop! Don't shake me like that just to cover up your embarrassment."
The remaining passengers, unable to bear the antics of a high school boy and an elementary school girl, secretly observed them with the eyes of criminals, and some had their phones ready to call the police at any moment.
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Wednesday, September 4th.
Water droplets slid down my cheeks and fell into the water, creating tiny ripples.
In the cold morning air, the only sound was the dripping of water.
Sirocco slightly opened his watery eyes. Through his blurry vision, he saw the dawn light streaming in through the window, making the water shimmer.
The water in the sink reflected his face, which looked somewhat unfamiliar because he hadn't looked in the mirror for several days.
Pulling out the plug, the figure swaying on the water's surface slowly floated away with the slightly milky-white water.
He grabbed a towel, roughly dried his face, sighed, and inhaled the minty scent of face wash.
Thanks to the cooling sensation of the facial cleanser, Sirocco felt much more refreshed, and the fatigue from lying down for too long was swept away.
He adjusted the ring table, displaying the capability value window—
HP upper limit: 163→280
MP limit: 165 → 281
STR Strength: 150 → 230
END durability:162→242
AGI Agility: 183→263
DEX Dexterity: 180 → 260
INT Magic Power: 167 → 267
Yes!
Sirocco clenched his fist, as if grasping at hope.
I never imagined that he would be even higher than Cass Lv!
No wonder I feel so unwell after advancing four levels in one go.
For example, being rewarded once a day is great, but being rewarded four times in a row within a minute would leave you feeling exhausted and wanting to die.
"Only level 4..."
Thinking back on my experiences in the independent space and after leaving, I feel that I haven't been promoted enough.
But there's nothing I can do; my body's absorption rate of experience points is just too poor.
The HP and INT values have increased significantly, by 117 and 100 points respectively, a full 20 points more than before.
It's mainly thanks to my skill that I overshot him, causing him to faint.
I felt weak and unwell for quite a while; if it weren't for Belen's help, I probably would have stayed in bed even longer...
Including his own sister, ensuring his safe return home, and taking care of his family.
I'm really grateful to them.
If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be able to greet Wednesday morning with a cheerful mood.
Sirocco smiled with satisfaction, but when he looked up and accidentally saw himself in the mirror, his excited little flame was immediately extinguished.
Her soft lips parted slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled gently.
Gazing at her beautiful white hair, bright eyes, and snow-white cheeks.
The person in the mirror seemed to be biting their lip, closing their mouth, closing their eyes, and then opening their eyes again.
"Is this still me?"
96. Sirocco's Reflections
Could it be that Beren's massage has the same beautifying effect as Sanji's plastic surgery kick?
It's not that there are any surgical marks on her face, but her skin quality is better, her eyes are clearer and more endearing, and her natural cuteness is enhanced.
"Damn! Does this mean I have to give up on my Space Marine goal now...? Where did all my muscles go? Why am I so cute?!"
A punch slammed into the glass, producing a dull thud.
All in all, it's very cute.
Sirocco sighed deeply.
Overthinking won't help.
The panel stats have indeed increased and become stronger, and the Holy Sword is incredibly robust, but its appearance has become more feminine, so let's just accept it.
He convinced himself to pick up a small booklet. According to Hill, it was a gift from Brid, hoping it would help him recover his strength more quickly after his recovery.
As I perused Brid's handwriting and drawings, a warm feeling welled up inside me.
Having so many people care about me when I'm sick is a kind of recognition from those around me.
It's said that Cass also came, but he brought a very expensive set of "supplements," which quite startled Hill, making him realize just how vast the differences between people can be...
With the mindset that "this is to balance the gap between the rich and the poor and protect world peace," Sirocco generously used this item as a reserve resource in the income cycle.
He sent messages to Beren, Brid, and even Cass to express his gratitude.
The most news came from Beren.
It started with casual conversation, then she noticed he hadn't replied for a long time and began to question him, getting angry, and eventually turning to subtle inquiries about what had happened.
She was quite worried.
—You've fully recovered, thank you. Please come again when you have time. This time I'll bring you in through the main entrance.—
Sirocco didn't expect her to reply immediately; she was still sleeping at this hour.
Brid only has two messages.
April 24, 6:12 AM: —Why didn't you come today? —
April 24, 7:23 AM: -- If you overslept, I can understand. Training these past few days has been exhausting. Take it slow. --
No, I'm not tired.
Actually, your training for me is more about solidifying the basics, which isn't that difficult nowadays.
—Sorry I didn't come yesterday, I'll definitely come today—
—You've just recovered from a serious illness, so strenuous exercise isn't suitable for you.—