After finding and booking a room at the inn, the very first thing I did was clean it. Not with my hands, of course, but by using my power — flooding the space with energy and sweeping away all the dust, filth, and traces left behind by previous guests. The air immediately grew fresher, as if I had thrown open every window and let in the crisp morning breeze. I couldn't help but marvel: what an amazing ability this was! With just a single effort, the entire room sparkled with cleanliness, as if a team of expert maids had just finished tidying it up.
"Yes, this is definitely convenient…" I thought, looking around with satisfaction.
My plan for the near future was simple: in a couple of hours, head out into the city and find a place to enjoy a good dinner. But before that, I wanted to test something important — something my mysterious benefactor had written to me about. He claimed I could create absolutely any skill, as long as I put in enough effort. The thought wouldn't leave my head: if that was true, then I had no limits at all. I just had to figure out how it worked.
I sat on the bed, crossed my legs, and closed my eyes. I focused, listening to myself, to that strange new power flowing through me. The first skill that came to mind was obvious — Sun Breathing. If I could shape my lungs to be like those of the demon slayers, I wouldn't just gain a way to strengthen my body, but also a passive, constant training. Every breath would make me stronger, every movement a step closer to perfection.
I concentrated on the memory of those who had mastered this technique. The image of Yoriichi Tsugikuni appeared in my mind — the man who created Sun Breathing. The longer I meditated, the deeper I sank into his life. At first, I only caught glimpses — movements, battles, fragments of words and breathing. But then everything accelerated: an entire lifetime rushed before my eyes.
Four hours passed as if they were a single moment. When I opened my eyes, sweat was pouring down my body as though I had run a marathon. My head throbbed with an overload of memories, nausea twisted my stomach, and my body felt heavy and weak. I collapsed back onto the bed, gasping for air.
"Phew… unpleasant… but definitely worth it," I muttered, feeling the weight in my chest.
Now I knew everything: from the proper rhythm of breathing to the finest sword techniques. I had seen the world through Yoriichi's eyes, heard his thoughts, felt every training session and every battle.
"Alright… let's try…" I said aloud, mustering my strength.
I stood up and took my first breath using the Sun Breathing technique. At that moment, my lungs ignited with searing fire, and my chest constricted in pain.
"Cough — Ugh! Damn it! This is so hard…" I gasped, clutching at the air.
Each breath burned with pain, yet with it came undeniable strength. I felt it — the very first step. Mastery would take time, but the foundation was already mine.
In my previous life, I had been nothing more than an ordinary person, and now I possessed a power most could only dream of. It was hard to wrap my head around it.
I walked over to the window and looked out onto the street. Life bustled below: merchants, children, adventurers, idle wanderers. But then… the world changed. The people in my sight became translucent, and I saw not just their outlines, but their inner workings: muscles, organs, the beat of their pulse.
"The Transparent World?" I whispered.
Could it be that I had inherited it as well, together with Yoriichi's eyes? To confirm, I approached the mirror and looked at my reflection. My inner world opened before me, and I saw it clearly.
"Yes… now I really am a complete girl."
Focusing, I tried to "switch off" the Transparent World. I closed my eyes, gave a mental command — and when I opened them again, a completely different sight greeted me: in the mirror stood a beautiful girl in a school uniform. The beauty I now possessed far surpassed anything I had ever seen in my old life.
My gaze lingered on my body, and a strange wave of excitement washed over me. The realization that this body was mine now was both terrifying and strangely thrilling.
"Ugh… maybe I overheated?" I tried to justify it to myself.
But then another thought struck me: now that I was a girl, I wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend anymore. Which meant… I'd remain a virgin forever? I sighed and, glancing downward, spoke with a heavy heart:
"Sorry, my little friend… you're gone… forever lost."
I chuckled bitterly and shook off the gloomy thoughts. What was lost couldn't be brought back, and life had to go on. I needed to think about how to build my future.
Money wasn't an immediate problem — in my pouch I had enough coins to last at least two months. That meant I had time.
With that in mind, I returned to training. I began with physical exercises, using the Transparent World to observe every single movement of my body and correct even the tiniest mistakes. This allowed me to work each muscle to its fullest. Between sets, I kept practicing Sun Breathing, even though it scorched my lungs with pain. Gradually, I could feel progress — small steps, but each one bringing me closer to perfection.
Before I knew it, evening had fallen. My body was exhausted, but the satisfying kind of exhaustion told me the day hadn't been wasted.
"I want to eat," I said, and suddenly a thought struck me. "Right! I know exactly where I'll go!"
Tonight, I would visit the famous tavern, Hostess of Fertility. How could I possibly miss the chance? That place was known to everyone, and there I could see so many characters from the world of Danmachi with my own eyes. There was no way I could pass it up. According to canon, the Loki Familia should be there today — and Bell, too. I wanted to see how much he had changed.