Chapter 23
Chapter 23
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: Luxurious(?) Home Life Decorated with Enhancements
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Furniture started arriving one after another at Woojin and Sangjin's new home.
TV, sofa, bed, washing machine, refrigerator, induction cooker, and so on.
It was all thanks to aligning every delivery schedule to the same day for this occasion.
Korea's delivery system felt nothing short of miraculous.
"Thank you. Thanks for your hard work!"
"Yes, you too!"
"Ah, driver. Hold on a sec. Have this before you go."
Woojin handed each delivery driver a bottle of +3 enhanced energy drink.
"Oh, thank you! I'll enjoy it!"
The drivers who stopped by Woojin's place would feel exceptionally light on their feet for the rest of the day.
Once all the deliveries were finished, the brothers stood in the middle of the living room.
"Alright, what should we enhance first?"
Finally, the new house had a proper setup.
The latest appliances and high-end furniture.
Every single one was a luxury item Woojin had picked after checking its 'skill'.
"Hyung, I can guess the others, but what's the skill on the TV?"
"Oh, that? 'Mindless Gazing Lv.1'."
"???"
Sangjin tilted his head.
Actually, the TV had quite a variety of skills attached: Bewitchment, Entertainment, Instant Focus, Mood Switch, and more.
The one Woojin chose was 'Mindless Gazing'.
"You know that feeling when you're watching TV and just zoning out blankly, no thoughts at all? It seemed like a skill specialized for that."
"Heh, skills for every damn thing."
"Hey, there was 'Bewitchment Lv.1' too, you know?"
"Bewitchment? What's that? Makes you unable to tear your eyes away from the TV?"
Woojin nodded, and Sangjin shuddered.
"Whoa... imagine if a skill like that hit +9 or +10. Gives me chills."
"Don't worry. Getting to +9 or +10 isn't easy. Bad luck and it goes boom, turns to ashes."
Sangjin realized anew just how impressive—and dangerous—his brother's ability was.
"Alright, shall we really get started? Let's live the luxury life too!"
The two were cautious. They knew all too well from bitter experience that enhancements didn't always yield good results.
They'd already gotten water-slapped by the ultra-high-pressure showerhead Woojin had enhanced.
One wrong move on something like the induction cooker, and the frying pan might melt.
As Sangjin pondered the safest, most innocuous option, the perfect item caught his eye.
"In that case... the sofa, right?"
To Koreans, a sofa was a place to sit, a backrest, and a bed all in one.
The heart of living room life, the soulmate of the soul.
"Think so?"
'Comfort'... even the skill name oozed peace.
"I'm really curious what happens when Comfort levels up. Like a drug sofa or something?"
"Who knows. Maybe feels like lying on clouds? Though I've never actually lain on clouds."
Woojin's words ignited Sangjin's curiosity too.
"Let's just do it. Sounds fun."
"Yeah. Feeling good today."
They say enhancement is seven parts luck, three parts skill. Good vibes make it go smoothly.
"Alright, here we go?"
Sangjin gulped.
Woojin took a deep breath, infused his mana, and bellowed.
"Enhance!"
A thicker light than usual wrapped around the sofa.
"Huh? Critical!? A blessed crit too!?"
Woojin's eyes widened.
'Blessed Critical', aka 'Blessed Crit'.
A massive jackpot that inflated the enhancement level even more than a regular critical.
Regular crits went to +2; blessed crits jumped straight to +3.
'Jackpot! Is it because my Luck stat went up?'
Luck stats and crits were closely linked.
"Hey, +3 on the first go. Today's the day. Your turn now."
"Me? Oh, with the enhancement stone?"
Woojin nodded and handed over the enhancement stone.
Normally, chasing high enhancements required a 'sacrifice' or 'proxy'.
A sort of enhancement jinx.
"I just hit the jackpot. If I go again now, it'll crash immediately. Gotta balance the luck."
"What... all these weird superstitions. Hand it over."
Sangjin grumbled but took the stone and pressed it to the sofa.
"Enhance."
A brilliant light enveloped the sofa once more. Woojin could tell the result just from the effect.
"Huh!?"
Just two taps to hit +6.
Comfort's level was already at 7!
"Jackpot! See? My instincts are spot on. Straight to +6!"
"Hyung's instincts good? Nah, my hands are golden today."
"Kekeke, fair. You're blessed hands today."
Sangjin's eyes sparkled as he asked,
"But up to how high?"
"Till it slips, obviously."
"What if it keeps climbing forever?"
"Won't happen. It's guaranteed to slip at least once before +9."
Woojin handed over the stone again.
"Come on, you do this one too. 'Me once, you twice' pattern."
"...Got it."
Sangjin pressed the stone again. Then, the unbelievable happened.
"Whoa, shit!! Three blessed crits in a row? This is insane!"
"R-Really?"
The leather sofa hit +9 in an instant.
Comfort skill level: 10.
At this point, it was starting to get scary.
"Sh-Should we keep going?"
"A man who draws his sword has to cut something! Even if we can't eat it, go high! My turn!"
As Woojin gathered his mana again, Sangjin urgently grabbed his arm.
"Wait, hyung."
"Why?"
"Shouldn't we test the skill first? Gotta know what Comfort Lv.10 does before we push further."
It made sense. Curiosity was killing them.
"Oh, good point. On three, we sit together?"
"Okay."
The brothers stood solemnly before the sofa.
Comfort Lv.10.
What kind of heaven would it reveal?
"One."
"Two."
"Three!"
Thud.
The moment their butts hit the cushions,
Woojin and Sangjin's faces melted like slimes.
"Haaaaaaaah...."
"M-Mind... blown... Hyung, I'm on clouds..."
It felt like their bodies were being sucked into the sofa.
No—like they were the sofa, one with the object in perfect unity.
Every muscle, every cell screamed in blissful mutiny.
Moments later, only silence hung in the living room.
"Hey... fuck. Sangjin... get up... We're screwed. Two hours already gone."
"Hyung... too comfy... can't move a finger..."
This wasn't rest—it was 'restraint'.
The sweet quagmire of comfort.
A demonic ease that erased every worldly worry, melting even their brains.
'Th-this way, we'll actually starve to death here!'
Woojin sensed the threat to his life on instinct.
If not for his enhanced player physique, he might've lost his mind forever.
Woojin mustered every ounce of strength from infancy and heaved himself up.
"Uwaaaaaaaaah!!"
Pop!
The instant he rose, Woojin's foot slammed into Sangjin's side.
Thwack!
"Krack!!"
Crash!
Sangjin tumbled to the floor, groaning.
"Thanks... for saving me..."
"No prob."
As Sangjin staggered back toward the sofa, Woojin freaked out and yelled,
"Hey, damn it! Stay away!! No approaching within one meter of the sofa!!"
Banning access to a perfectly fine piece of furniture—pure comedy gold.
But they were dead serious.
"Crazy sofa..."
"Dammit, let my guard down. Comfort turning into CC..."
The brothers stared at the sofa with terrified eyes.
"Dangerous..."
This wasn't a sofa. It was a devil's tool, dragging humans into the hell of sloth.
The moment you sat, it bound you like an ant pit.
Without superhuman willpower to escape, you'd go straight to actual heaven.
"What do we do? Just leave it?"
"You nuts? Starve to death glued to it all day?"
"Reverse enhance it?"
"Reverse costs ten times the mana! No other furniture gets touched today."
Woojin racked his brain.
"Right. Enhance it more till it blows. Failure drops the level anyway."
"Just reverse it?"
"Wasteful! And at +9, no way it succeeds further. Absolutely not."
Fail from +9 to +8, and at least self-escape would be possible.
Woojin stood resolutely before the sofa.
"Please fail, please! Enhance!"
A cheerful, crystal-clear sound rang through the living room.
"......?"
"......?"
The brothers stared blankly at each other.
Woojin's face twisted in frustration.
"You contrarian little shit! Pray for failure and it succeeds every time, huh!?"
Even in Unriworld, there were jokes that the god of enhancement was a prankster.
Straight to +12.
But it wasn't time to give up yet.
Next up was the devilish stretch—the Wailing Wall from +12 to +13.
A section even Woojin had almost never cleared.
"Yeah, this time it's real. Definitely blows now! Enhance!"
Woojin poured in his mana laced with fury.
Fwoosh!
A pillar of holy light burst from the sofa.
The leather sofa gleamed with an ethereal glow, as if it were a throne from the heavens.
"......?"
"......Hyung? What the hell? Why's a light pillar coming down on the sofa?"
"Wh-what is this... I've never even hit +15 before..."
+15.
A realm Woojin had never once reached.
What if it had been a +15 Goddess Sword or Gale Roll?
It was so absurd he could only laugh hollowly.
From +11 onward, items gained special options.
What insane options had attached to this mad sofa? Terrifying, yet curious.
Woojin checked the status window with trembling heart.
Woojin screamed as he checked the status window.
Something had caught his eye even before the skills.
"D-Defense is f-five... hundred thirty-seven!?"