After Miriam and I had our little moment, we let each other go slowly as the words I said in the spit of the moment rushed into my head and left a deep blush on my face.
"Uhm...I–i should get going"
In a bid to save myself from an embarrassing and potentially awkward situation, I came up with an excuse of leaving.
"N-no....wait a minute"
’Woman Pleeease I just want to go to my room! ’. I thought as I felt a feeble grip on the hem of my clothes.
"C-could you stay.....j-just for one night though!, then I..i mean we could send you off with some basic necessities". Miriam suggested with a flustered look.
"Haaa.....fine". With a sigh I accepted Miriam’s excuse as it was beneficial to me.
"Perfect!". Miriam said excitedly. "I’ll go to tell my sister of the changes!"
As Miriam hurriedly left upstairs to her sister’s room fearing I might change my mind.
’Well this is for the best I guess’. I thought
’After all, I still need money to survive, might as well milk this day for all it’s worth.’
As I walked down to my room, I was deep in thought, then I realized something.
"Hey Laura". I called out
"I’m here lover boy~". Laura answered with a teasing smile on her face as she flew out.
"My system skills, the new ones, I don’t know what they do now do I?". Ignoring Laura’s provocative remark, I asked her as I entered my room.
"Those names are pretty self explanatory dumbass". Laura slightly annoyed I didn’t give her the reaction she wanted replied with a click of her tongue.
"Yeah yeah, I’m not a genius now how does this stuff have an explanation feature or what". As I sat on the soft bed, I asked with my mouth twitching ever so slightly.
"Hmph, just look at a skill for 3 seconds and it’ll bring out it’s functions for that level."
Laura answered with a pout as she floated up to the ceiling like a bat.
I rolled my eyes and activated my system.
Lvl: 4 [Congrats to the mc for breaking through 3 levels!!!]
Skills: [Rank nullification lvl 3] [Magic fingers lvl 3] [Liar lvl 3 ], [Masseuse lvl 4 (NEW!)] [Calculative lvl.3(NEW!)]
Traits: [slow learner, soft spoken, pushover, tenacious mind, expert masseuse, cool headed]
Mission completion: 3/??
Rate of improvement: 1 level per 3 years and 11 months (improvable)
Skill [Rank nullification lvl.3]: Completely negates the advantage of rank for any being higher than host by 2 ranks.
[Warning: Higher ranked individual can still attack with their physical power!]
Skill [Magic fingers lvl. 3]: Any female the hosts touches with her consent in a sensitive region increases the pressure felt when in contact.
[Warning: Does not work when consent is half hearted or forced]
Skill [Masseuse lvl 4]: Removes debuffs or skills related to [Fatigue] [Fear] [Paralysis] [Beserk].
[Skill can also be used on allies]
[Remark:Talk about a broken skill 🙄]
–Boosts mental clarity, allowing better skill usage and spell precision.
– Myojin massage combat unlocked!
–Myojin massage combat allows host; when disarmed, to fight with smooth and bone crushing precision.
"Holy shit!!". I shouted, eyes wide .
"Is shit that holy?, from what I’ve heard it’s quite disgusting". Laura asked innocently.
"The [Masseuse] skill is OP as hell!". I said with an incredulous expression.
"Mmhm the system probably added that skill when it accessed your brain during the memory transfer". She said nonchalantly
"Wait– it can do that?". I asked
"Only on rare cases though, it must’ve been because it was what occupied your brain for the most part so it took that as a unique skill of some sorts".
"...onto the next skill then". I said with an unreadable expression.
Skill [Liar lvl 3]: Gives host the ability to deceive any opponent or ally in not only words but in deed.
[Warning: Skill can not be used when opponent has [Lie detection] of a higher level.] Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel·fire.net
Skill: [Calculative lvl 3]: Increases host’s ability to make split decisions more efficiently.
– Increases skill and spell comprehension.
"These skills are invaluable in my current condition". I muttered as I placed my hands under my chin, deep in thought.
"I probably have to ge–".
A blinking screen cut me off.
[Host is expected to choose what class he will belong to.]
[Tap on the desired skill to choose]
".....Classes, huh". I mumbled
Obviously I knew what these things were, the novels I read in my past life weren’t for naught after all.
Was it because I was about to leave?
Or maybe Laura....delayed it?
Haaaa....either way– time to pick
"Combat mage sounds good no?". I asked Laura
"Hm....yeah. Sounds nice and versatile". Laura answered
Combat mage: A class that allows the host to practice both magic and sword arts.
Depending on the hosts mental capacity, it can facilitate quick responses when faced with closed combat.
[Warning: Must master one skill in a class before progressing in another]
"So I’ve got to master one skill in swordsmanship before mastering a skill in magic huh". I muttered, absorbing the info
"It’s gonna be troublesome but I’m sure I’ll make it work somehow, can’t waste my combat related skills after all."
"System choose [Combat mage]". I muttered lowly.
[Host has chosen combat mage as a class]
[Host will be given 12 hours to change class before permanent change.]
"Haaaa.....". I yawned as I felt a strange energy coursing through my body.
"I’m pretty tired....". I said with half lidded eyes.
"Oh! I forgot, when you and Miriam were being all lovey dovey, I sensed someone–most likely an assassin watching you two".
Laura as if to expel the threatening sleep in my eyes said as she flew about with her blonde hair fluttering in the wind.
"Don’t worry, he didn’t have any murderous intentions or else...he would’ve been dead". Laura muttered the last part under her breath as a cold glint flashed past her eyes for a moment.
"Oh....well do you have any idea who sent them?". I asked with a quizzical look.
Who could possibly send someone to watch me?
Or could it be to watch Miriam and not me?
As my mind reached this point, my heart started beating wildly.
’If it was who I think it was, then my journey won’t be as smooth as I hoped it’d be’.
"It’s most likely Oliver no?". Laura answered hands on her cheek.
"Fuck me in both ears....". I said as my face lost colour.
"That’s a weird fetish". Laura said with a disgusted expression that I couldn’t care less about.
"If Oliver knows about the somewhat complicated relationship between I and Miriam then...."
"You’re fucked". Laura completed my sentence.
"Completely". I added as I buried my face in my palms.
Interrupted by the knocking on the door, I asked with a shaky voice.
"Wh-Who is it?". I asked nervously
"Open the door you Boy toy".
The one voice I didn’t want to hear....and it didn’t sound happy.
’Oliver Rothschild has come to take my head’.