"In that case, as you wish."
Seeing the look on Amou Kirukiru's face that practically screamed "Come conquer me," Haimer didn't stand on ceremony. Since she had shown her resolve, he, as a God, naturally had to respond.
Thus.
Haimer stepped forward. With practiced movements, he straddled Amou Kirukiru's waist and hips.
This time.
The tactile sensation was completely different. If Inaba Tsukuyo was soft cotton that inspired pity, then Amou Kirukiru was a fully drawn strongbow. Taut. Tough. Full of elasticity.
Haimer could even feel the body beneath him instinctively resisting the external pressure, producing a minute rebound. However, Haimer didn't pay it much mind. He lifted her long, straight black hair, revealing her back and the shoulder blades that looked like butterflies ready to take flight.
"Is this the so-called Incarnation Blade..."
Haimer reached out and pressed down on Amou Kirukiru's slightly trembling spine, feeling the rhythm of explosive power contained beneath his palm.
"Body trained well."
"Like a piece of good iron."
"Hmph."
Lying on the bed, Amou Kirukiru let out a muffled grunt. Although her face was buried in the pillow, hiding her expression, there wasn't a trace of shyness in her voice; instead, it carried a few degrees of pride.
"That is only natural."
"My body has long since ceased to be mortal flesh and blood."
"It is a weapon."
"Is that so?"
"Then let me see."
"To what degree of sharpness this weapon of yours can reach under a God's forging."
With that said, Haimer condensed blood at his fingertip.
"Drip."
Under the pull of gravity, the "Divine Blood" fell. It merged into that expanse of ivory-white back.
"Buzz——"
Red light flourished. Complex Grace inscriptions spread rapidly across Amou Kirukiru's spine. A moment later, the light dissipated.
Haimer swept his eyes over the data above. Even though he was mentally prepared, his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch slightly.
"Sure enough..."
"She's a monster."
[Name]: Amou Kirukiru
[Race]: Human
[Level]: Lv.1
[Abilities]: Strength: I 0 | Endurance: I 0 | Dexterity: I 0 | Agility: I 0 | Magic: I 0
[Development Abilities]: None
[Magic]: None
[Skills]: 『Incarnation Blade』, 『Battle Mania』
Only two skills. One less than Inaba Tsukuyo. However...
Skills:
『Incarnation Blade』
The flesh is the blade.
Physical body strength increases drastically with the rise of [Endurance] and [Strength], and is no longer restricted by the material limits of the human body.
When receiving attacks of a physical nature, a judgment is made based on the difference in [Strength] and [Endurance] between both parties.
If one's own judgment is higher than the enemy's, partial damage can be nullified, and the impact force received is returned several times over to the opponent in the form of [Shock Force], causing a counter-shock effect.
Unarmed attacks are treated as same-level [Famous Sword] slashes and possess [Armor Piercing] properties.
『Battle Mania』
Extreme obsession with strength is transformed into the fuel for growth.
The acquisition speed of all Ability Scores and Proficiency is massively increased. This boost effect has no upper limit and depends on the depth of the obsession.
If fighting against a target viewed by oneself as a [Goal That Must Be Surpassed], the growth speed of all Ability Scores is doubled.
...
When Haimer picked up a piece of parchment, made a rubbing of the data displayed on her back, and showed it to the others...
"W-What is this..."
Onigawara Rin stared at the description of 『Incarnation Blade』, her eyes nearly popping out of her head.
"A total stat monster..."
Kikakujou Mary leaned in, her mouth opening wide enough to fit an egg as she looked at the description.
Even though they only had a half-baked understanding of Orario's power system, anyone who wasn't a fool could understand the gold standard implied just by reading the skill description of 『Incarnation Blade』.
Body strength increases with Endurance and Strength? Unarmed attacks treated as Famous Sword slashes? How is this a human? This is clearly a blade wearing human skin.
"The flesh... is the blade?"
Onigawara Rin stared dead at that line of text, her gaze complex. As a pure swordswoman, she knew all too well what this meant. It meant that even empty-handed, Amou Kirukiru could slash at people just as if she were holding a divine weapon. And she wouldn't have to worry about weapon breakage.
"Don't just stare at the first one."
Haimer slid his finger down, pointing at the second skill.
"This is the main point."
"『Battle Mania』."
"As long as she can find that target she wants to surpass. As long as the obsession is deep enough, this fire will burn all the hotter. She will turn into a tireless monster."
"A target that must be surpassed..."
"Isn't that you?"
"God."
Amou Kirukiru lay on the bed, her chin resting on the back of her crossed hands. She licked the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, revealing a heart-palpitating smile.
Saying this, Amou Kirukiru slowly rose, barefoot, and crawled to Haimer's side, her warm breath touching the side of his neck. The distance between their bodies was close, close enough to almost feel each other's breathing.
"If that is the case..."
"Then the future really will be an entertainment program worth looking forward to."
"It's good to have ambition."
"However..."
"Since you're done, hurry up and put your clothes on. Although I don't mind continuing to appreciate the aesthetic of this body, you should make room for the person behind you."
"Tch."
Upon hearing this, Amou Kirukiru curled her lips in dissatisfaction. However, since her string of passionate confessions hadn't scared her Main God, Amou Kirukiru naturally and tactfully reined in that man-eating expression.
With agile movements, she flipped off the bed, grabbing the sleeping robe from the side and casually draping it over herself. Only before leaving, she used that scorching gaze to scrape over Haimer's body one last time, finally walking aside with satisfaction to study her own Ability Scores.
...
At this point, the atmosphere in the room became even more subtle. After all, Inaba Tsukuyo was an extreme-type specialized genius, and Amou Kirukiru was a growth-type Tyrannosaurus.
With the opening acts of these two monsters as sparkling jewels before them, wouldn't it be humiliating if the panel they revealed was too lackluster? Thinking of this, the remaining girls looked at each other, feeling immense pressure.
Just then.
Nomura Satori, who had just been beaten to the punch by Amou Kirukiru, could finally hold back no longer.
...
This young girl with long emerald-green hair pouted her small mouth, her cheeks puffing up angrily. Muttering things like "Mean," and "People who cut in line won't grow tall," she skipped over.
She didn't even wait for Amou Kirukiru to completely leave the bed. She impatiently squeezed past, sliding to Haimer's side like a loach.
"This time it's definitely Satori-chan's turn!"
"No one is allowed to snatch it from Satori-chan!"
As Nomura Satori spoke, she untied the sash of her sleeping robe with extreme uninhibitedness. The speed of her movements was so fast that Haimer almost didn't react in time.
"Saa~ Kami-sama, please enjoy Satori-chan~"
"..."
Haimer looked at this girl who seemed harmless to humans and animals but was actually covered in poisonous barbs, and shook his head helplessly.
"Behave yourself."
"Wu!"
Nomura Satori let out an exaggerated cry, and after obediently lying down as told, Haimer skillfully drew blood and let it drop.
"Buzz——"
The light suddenly flared up. A moment later.
[Name]: Nomura Satori
[Race]: Human
[Level]: Lv.1
[Abilities]: Strength: I 0 | Endurance: I 0 | Dexterity: I 0 | Agility: I 0 | Magic: I 0
[Skills]: 『Mindless Blade』
Skills:
『Mindless Blade』
Attacks launched in a state without killing intent have their concealment raised to the limit and cannot be detected by conventional sensory skills.
If an attack hits a vital point without being perceived, damage is doubled.
"Eh?"
When Haimer handed her the parchment...
After Nomura Satori had put on her sleeping robe and saw that lonely single line in the skill column, her small face, originally full of anticipation, instantly collapsed.
"Why is there only one?"
"Tsukuyo-chin has three, and Amou has two..."
"Why does Satori-chan only have one?"
"This is too unfair!"
Nomura Satori grumbled quietly, flipping the parchment over and over, trying to find a hidden second line of text.
"Kami-sama is biased!"
"You definitely hid the good ones!"
"Don't rush."
Seeing Nomura Satori looking like she was about to roll on the ground and throw a tantrum, Haimer helplessly pointed to the detailed description of the skill.
"Troops are valued for quality, not quantity."
"This single skill of yours is more deadly than three ordinary skills combined."
"When you perform the act of killing as casually as pruning a flower branch, without a ripple of emotion..."
"You will be the most terrifying assassin in this world."
Haimer looked at the thoughtful Nomura Satori and gave his final comment.
"This skill suits you very well."
Just like a child tearing the wings off a butterfly. In that moment, it isn't thinking, "I want to torture this bug." It simply thinks, "What will happen if the wings fall off?"
No malice means no openings. Nomura Satori was the master of this.
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