I Want a Weapon Now Too
I Want a Weapon Now Too
Perhaps because it's a game, this world had a surprisingly good delivery system.
No, wasn't it Joseon? Even back then, our ancestors supposedly had naengmyeon delivered for the first time.
Holding the bowl in my hand, stirring with the spoon, then putting it in my mouth and chewing, I glanced at Kylon beside me.
It had no taste, but it wasn't like I could just accept Kylon's semen, was it?
Thus, I was carefully watching and wary of Kylon, who had been trying to feed me his semen by taking off his pants just a moment ago.
As I kept glancing at him, Kylon stared at me silently, then raised an eyebrow.
"Why?"
"...No. It's nothing."
Our eyes met, and I instantly felt awkward, so I lowered my head and just kept poking the innocent bowl with my spoon.
What was inside was stew, but since it didn't really have any discernible taste, the speed at which I moved my spoon naturally slowed.
As I stared blankly at the bowl, my appetite gone, Kylon's eyes swept over my body a few times.
"...Your clothes are really pretty. Rather than the revealing Saintess's Robes you see in Adult Games, well... I guess something like this is good too."
Kylon scanned my body and clothes once, then voiced his thoughts before flopping down onto the floor.
What if his clothes got dirty? He seemed to live carelessly, trusting in Cheonggyeol Mabeop without a second thought.
Still, seeing him, who had been squatting, now sitting on the floor like me, implied that he wouldn't impulsively take off his pants again, so I could lower my head with a little more peace of mind.
As I clattered my spoon for a long time, I realized I actually had something more important to hide than him taking off his pants.
Still, Kylon, who thought my abilities were gone because my hymen was broken, probably wouldn't know yet. Besides, he didn't seem to have any intention of testing it on my body.
If my abilities were truly gone, I wouldn't be able to properly heal any wounds on my body the moment they appeared.
I believed that too and lived carefully.
But today, everything had been turned upside down.
My body had returned, and my wounds healed once more.
I had returned to that body that couldn't die.
The fact that this body would be captured and tortured by the King made me unnecessarily worried, and the burden grew heavy again; it was unavoidable.
Where was this place? Wasn't it the Holy Kingdom? Because of that, my anxiety was deepening.
But what I needed to be more careful about right now was Kylon.
Kylon was the one who wished I didn't have my abilities, which was why he deliberately said he'd watch my Hymen Piercing Show, wasn't it? Even if I didn't want to show him, he said he'd come and pierce it himself to confirm, so I showed him.
But now, all of that was meaningless? If he found that out, it would be immediately clear what Kylon would do, even without anyone telling me.
Surely my hymen didn't return too...? No way.
But contrary to the uneasy feeling, I had no particular reason to explain it, so I just frowned blankly at my glabellum.
As I let out a groan, a voice came from beside me.
"What's wrong? Is it because it tastes bad? Why, why are you sweating so much?"
"Ah, no."
Indeed, I had no choice but to hide this fact.
If Kylon stuck close to me, I wouldn't be caught anywhere, so as long as I didn't leave his side for a moment and didn't harm myself, and no bloodstains were visible anywhere, it would be fine.
So, it wasn't that this situation was completely awkward.
For now, Kylon didn't even know I had returned to this body. Others didn't know at all that I had such a body.
I just had to live by hiding it.
Since I couldn't die, I could feel a little more at ease even if I went on an adventure.
Of course, I might be judged as useless. Even if I prayed, I wouldn't see any special effects like ordinary nuns, and I wouldn't be able to make potions.
Since I couldn't taste anything anyway, and furthermore, couldn't tell if I was absorbing nutrients or not, I simply put down the bowl with the spoon and looked at Kylon.
"...Kylon."
"Hm?"
"I, I want a weapon now too."
It was time to wield a fantasy world weapon that I wouldn't have even touched in my original world.
If I had no abilities, shouldn't I at least be helpful in this way?
As I steeled my resolve and opened my mouth, Kylon wore a somewhat complicated expression.
It seemed he had promised to protect me before, but he probably never dreamed I would abandon that and step forward myself.
"...Because even so, if I want to protect my body myself, I have to do at least that."
There was me, trying not to be a nuisance to other companions, and trying to stick by Kylon's side continuously, and at my expression, Kylon scratched his white hair awkwardly.
"I wish you wouldn't get too caught up in compulsions..."
I knew that feeling was genuine. Of course, the dark fantasies that followed often put me in an awkward position, but I also knew well that when he actually worried about me, he was truly sincere.
I even wondered if his sexually perverse side was acquired, while his kindness was innate.
Or perhaps he was the type to treat you well if he considered you 'his woman'.
Kylon seemed to bury his words, then let out a deep sigh.
"Alright, I get it... What kind of weapon do you want?"
And after a silence, he granted me permission to carry a weapon.
I wondered if he was reacting this way because he thought I had lost my abilities.
It was a relief. It would definitely be much better to keep hiding it in the future.
Of course, if I accidentally got injured during a fight, and my clothes were torn and bloodstains remained, but my wounds were healed, that moment might be a bit awkward.
But I was wearing thick clothes, and most importantly, I would have a weapon, so I just had to avoid such situations.
"...I'll look and choose at the weapon shop."
A little pleased by Kylon's approval, I grinned, dusted off my bottom, and stood up.
Then Kylon also let out a deep sigh and stood up with me.
"Alright. Then... wait, are you done eating?"
He looked at the food I had put down on the floor, then pointed at it in surprise, as if just noticing it; there lay the food I had stopped eating, with most of it still remaining.
Ah, did I not eat enough? But how could I eat it when it wasn't even that tasty?
"Yeah."
"You... what will you do if you collapse like this?"
"It's fine. I won't collapse."
I lightly tapped Kylon's arm, who was needlessly worrying again, and smiled brightly.
After asserting that I was perfectly fine, I simply took the lead and returned to the center of the Holy Kingdom.
*
The weapon shop, there was a wide array of weapons.
Aside from weapons, there were many useful tools for combat, but for me, a main weapon was the top priority rather than such auxiliary items.
The first thing that caught my eye was a sword.
There are swords and sabers. I heard there's a difference between double-edged and single-edged, and also a slight difference in their uses.
Some can be swung like a blunt weapon even if the blade is chipped, while others become unusable after the blade is damaged.
If this was romance, then it was romance, but unfortunately, I wasn't a Hero assisted by the System, so I wasn't confident in handling this weapon.
Why else would there be people who research swords and establish theories on swordsmanship?
I couldn't just pick one up and wield it well; I would clearly end up swinging it around foolishly.
Next was an axe; I could throw it, but then I'd have to retrieve it, and it was a weapon specialized for swinging or chopping like a knife.
However, since it was shorter than a sword, it could be said to be trickier than the sword category.
Having a limited bladed area must also be tricky, wouldn't it?
In the end, I decided an axe wasn't for me either and turned my head.
The third thing that caught my eye was a blunt weapon.
From hammers to massive maces, there was every kind of weapon imaginable, but I wondered if anything too heavy would be difficult for me to wield.
As I thought that and sighed, a striking weapon next to the blunt weapons caught my attention.
It was a blunt weapon, yet designed so that the spikes on it would pierce an enemy's flesh even if I didn't exert much force.
It was even a Morning Star, which Saintesses were said to often carry.
Of course, it would be heavy, but it was more efficient than a blunt weapon that required brute force to strike, and since it didn't have a blade only in one place, its difficulty could be said to be lower than a sword or an axe.
"I, I'll take this one."
Oh, right, this is a weapon shop. Thinking that, I immediately stammered and corrected myself. Kylon, who was standing beside me with his arms crossed, just hummed and then looked at the weapon I had chosen.
Was he still reluctant to let me hold a weapon?
Nah, that can't be it. He said I was a man even like this, so he wouldn't overprotect me in that way.
Thinking that, I turned my back on the silent Kylon and reached out to grasp the Morning Star in my hand.
The weapon, neither too long like a sword nor too short, conveyed a heavy sensation the moment I lifted it with pure strength, without any stand.
Ugh, I almost let out a groan, but thinking it wouldn't look good if I appeared to be swayed by the weapon I was supposed to use, I nonchalantly gripped the somewhat heavy weapon and slung it over my shoulder.
"How is it?"
When I asked Kylon, as if trying on new clothes, he let out a small laugh, as if resigned, and only then opened his mouth.
"It suits you. Yes. It's probably good to have one."
Thus, it was the moment my first, official weapon was permitted.
I wondered if this was a benefit gained from the Hymen Piercing Show.
Perhaps because of that, a fear arose that if my hymen returned again in the future, the benefits might also be confiscated.
Thinking that I needed to live carefully from now on, I carried the weapon and left the weapon shop.