The skill menu opened before the niño.
SKILLS SP: 67
STRENGTH 152
"strengthen the arms" to increase the strength, both physical and magical.
DEFENSE 48
"Toughen up the body" to increase the physical and magical defense.
PERCEPTION 100 (MAX)
"Good with the eyes" to increase the observation, perception, and intuition.
SPEED 233
"Quick on the feet" to increase the speed and stamina.
Damn it! I was doing good, AGAIN! But… it's my fault. Got myself stuck in an opening so wide, might as well be another fighting ground. Speaking of. Oh. My. Goodness… FUCK! Nobody recorded me! FUUUUUUUUUCK! Ugh! My goodness! I was dancing dancing, man. The double claps! The ending pose! RUINED! Ruined by the confines of mind—forever trapped in its meaty walls. Haaah… just, just get me outta here.
Current Skills
SKILLS SP: 0
STRENGTH 152
"strengthen the arms" to increase the strength, both physical and magical.
DEFENSE 48
"Toughen up the body" to increase the physical and magical defense.
PERCEPTION 100 (MAX)
"Good with the eyes" to increase the observation, perception, and intuition.
SPEED 300
"Quick on the feet" to increase the speed and stamina.
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He woke up to the familiar comfort of the white ceiling and her scent of lavender.
"Haaah. Man, why'd she find it mandatory to add poison?"
He opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling painting. "I mean, we could've bowed after the performance. Heh. I didn't know I could do all that."
The ponytailed maid dipped her head, a full person's width between them. "I concur, it was quite a spectacle."
Is this some recurring joke? Like main characters having unrelated females on the same bed. (it is, and why oddly specific?)
"You could say that."
He removed the covers and got out of bed, stretching. "Welp, I'm heading out."
She sat up in bed, her head tilted. "Without breakfast? You haven't eaten except breakfast since yesterday."
"Yep, that's the plan. To eat with friends before fighting the third captain. Haven't spent a day with them since this competition began."
"I see…"
I guess that's it.
He looked around the room, finding everything this opulent room had to offer—except his armor.
"Hey uh, can you tell me where my equipment is?"
He donned his armor, sheathed his sword, bowed in thanks, and left for the arena—guessing his friends would be there.
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