Chapter 20
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Magic Power
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It took about ten minutes for Yuri Sister, thrilled by the sudden burst of light and her freshly cleaned body, to fully calm down.
I explained that since the zombie outbreak itself was some fantastical phenomenon, it wasn't strange for superpowers to exist too. She didn't fully buy it, but she seemed at least somewhat convinced.
She was still amazed, of course, but since I wasn't exactly gifted at explaining or persuading, I figured this was good enough.
"I was really shocked! I grabbed your hand, and suddenly everything went white."
"Haha..."
Yuri Sister grumbled at my awkward laugh.
But her surprise was short-lived. She quickly returned to normal, stroking her skin in admiration.
"But this is really amazing... The ability to clean any area you want."
"In a situation like this with no running water, it's an essential power."
"Right! I was so worried about the smell since we can't bathe anymore, but this is a huge relief! Honestly, I was afraid you'd think I stank."
As a woman, that was something she absolutely couldn't allow. Yuri Sister lectured me on the importance of cleanliness.
I wondered why the conversation had suddenly veered there, but I convinced myself that this was part of the charm of everyday chit-chat.
That's how it usually went in dramas, anyway.
...Not that I knew from experience.
"Anyway... Could you maybe clean the house with that power too?"
"Sure, no problem... Just a sec."
It wasn't a tough request, so I got up from the sofa and wandered around the house, using Clean on everything.
With a 1-meter radius, just roughly walking around covered it all. It took less than a minute.
Yuri Sister watched me with sparkling eyes.
It was the gaze of someone beholding a priceless treasure.
"With you around, Yuseong, we could skip cleaning and showers forever."
"Don't get lazy, though. You might gain weight."
My comment about gaining weight made the petite Yuri Sister flail in protest.
"Eek...! I don't gain weight! A-and even if I did, it all goes to my chest, so it's safe! Safe!"
"...You know that's the kind of statement that'd get you stabbed by countless women, right?"
"Oh, really? Hmm... But it's true, isn't it?"
Her eyes widened in realization at my words.
But she still said what she wanted to say.
She really was cute.
Even as an older sister figure, every action of hers made me feel like I was looking at a little sister. It warmed my heart.
'But she is aware of it.'
From her behavior alone, she seemed oblivious to her bust size.
But her expressions when talking about it showed she took pride in it.
...Were all those subtle touches and boing-boing bounces calculated?
I glanced at Yuri Sister, who was mumbling "Did I really gain weight?" while rubbing her stomach, then shook my head.
She wasn't Sua. No way someone that innocent would act so scheming.
She was just a natural airhead.
'...Whoa, calm down, Johnson.'
The aftereffects of sex hadn't worn off yet, apparently.
Looking at Yuri Sister brought Sua to mind, recalling our intense session, and my lower body heated up again.
Naturally, my gaze drifted to her massive breasts, jiggling and squishing with her movements.
"Hm? What's up?"
"Nothing."
Yuri Sister noticed my stare and asked. I made some lame excuse about a thief's foot aching and turned away.
She tilted her head in confusion but soon shifted her attention elsewhere.
"So why'd you come back so late? Outside's crawling with zombies—it's not a place to linger..."
"That's exactly why I stayed out longer. I can't just sit still, so I figured I'd clear out the area."
"Clear out...? You don't mean you were hunting zombies?!"
"Yeah. You saw my powers earlier. Plus, my strength's way up, so it wasn't really dangerous."
"Still, what if something happened...! What would we do?!"
She grabbed my shoulders hard.
Our faces were inches apart, but oddly, my rising excitement subsided—maybe because of her genuine worry.
Even though her huge breasts brushed against my chest a little.
"Thanks for worrying. But I'm really fine. And someone's gotta do it."
"Even so... it doesn't have to be you..."
"No, it does."
'Because I need the points.'
I swallowed the rest and answered firmly. The conversation halted.
Silence followed.
We exchanged looks, eyes locked.
"Hng... Okay. Like I said before, I won't shamelessly force my opinions on you..."
Yuri Sister was the first to yield.
"Thanks for understanding—"
"But!"
"?"
"Promise me one thing. I won't tell you not to do dangerous stuff. Just promise you'll survive. No matter what. Got it?"
She gripped my shoulders firmly, her serious plea underpinned by worry for me. I smiled and nodded.
Of course, part of that worry came from me being her protector, a bit mercenary maybe—but worry was worry.
"Haha... Got it. I'll come back alive, promise."
"Thanks for understanding."
"No, thank you."
In that moment of pure goodwill between us, we smiled at each other.
I felt warmth and gratitude from having someone who cared.
She felt appreciation for me heeding her request and deep affection for the one person she could rely on.
Like how the value of a meeting lies in its content, not its length, our bond grew closer.
That's what I thought.
"So, any harvest?"
"I learned that zombies around the nearby market respawn no matter how many I kill—like they're mass-produced there."
"Eee..."
That means there are that many zombies...
I had to soothe the suddenly gloomy Yuri Sister, who muttered to herself. The tender atmosphere fizzled out quickly.
It was a shame—I thought the mood was perfect for a kiss.
'Plenty of time anyway. Take it slow.'
At first, it was just curiosity driving me to claim her purely. But experiencing genuine human kindness changed that. Now, I wanted her from the heart, not mere interest.
Her being older no longer felt awkward—it was even welcome.
'Pure love... It's better than I thought.'
What I'd dismissed as boring or too vanilla turned out sweeter and more addictive than expected.
No wonder people watched adult stuff stone-faced but blushed at rom-coms.
I finally understood those internet folks.
"Ah! Look at me spacing out! You must be hungry after all that outside—I need to make dinner! Wait a sec!"
Yuri Sister, who had been leaning on the sofa with her head in my lap as I stroked her hair to cheer her up, suddenly jumped up and dashed to the kitchen.
Her emotions shifted fast.
Perfect timing, though—my stomach was growling. I sat quietly, waiting for dinner.
'Oh yeah, I haven't spent today's points yet.'
While waiting, I decided to allocate them and opened the system.
Skills:
- ⮕ 《Nameless》
- ⮕ 《Survival》
- ⮕ 《Clean》
- ⮕ 《Enslave》
115 points.
Adding the 55 I spent earlier, today's total earnings were 170.
That meant I'd killed 170 zombies today.
Oh, right, there were some bonus points too.
So around 150, then.
Even so, the sheer number was astonishing.
'Did I really kill that many...?'
The thought crossed my mind, but memories of smashing countless zombie skulls flashed by like a panorama. I had to nod.
Yeah, even I thought it was a lot.
With the Zombie Skull Basher title buff, my skills improved steadily, and by the middle, I even felt a sense of accomplishment.
Smashing zombie heads was weirdly addictive...
Anyway, happy gains called for happy spending.
I invested the 115 points: 40 into Strength, 13 into Agility, 25 into Stamina, 1 into Spirit, 9 into Intelligence, and 27 into Magic Power.
The three-digit points vanished in an instant.
But the immediate changes in my body made it feel worthwhile.
Endurance stuck out awkwardly in the stat screen, but whatever.
With Nameless, I wouldn't get hit anyway. No need to invest there.
Sure, cooldowns and durations might mess up eventually, putting me at risk—but that's why I boosted the other stats.
Better to focus on not getting hit than tanking hits with Endurance.
Who knows what the future holds, but for now, it was unnecessary.
Once I allocated the stats, vitality surged through my body.
Before, the changes were minor, but now over 100 points had shifted.
It gave me a strange sense of omnipotence.
'Feels like being reborn—'
?
'...What's this?'
As I marveled at my renewed body, savoring the changes...
A cool sensation suddenly washed over me. I looked down.
And there it was: a rippling blue light enveloping my hand.