"SS..."
These letters looked exceptionally dazzling on the parchment.
Even for a god, seeing such miracle-like stats achieved in just two days would be incredibly exciting.
But Kirukiru Amou didn't.
"God!"
"This still isn't my limit."
Kirukiru Amou murmured.
Heimdall sat on the edge of the sofa, helplessly retracting the clothing he had offered to cover Kirukiru Amou.
Kirukiru Amou's back was beautifully toned and tight; as she breathed, her shoulder blades trembled slightly, like a bird of prey coiled and ready to strike.
"These are stats that already transcend the common knowledge of the lower world's inhabitants."
Heimdall said, his finger gently tapping the numbers on the parchment in Kirukiru Amou's hand.
"Lv.1, SS stage... even that Ais Wallenstein, hailed as the [Sword Princess], likely couldn't reach this level at this stage."
"Do you know what this means?"
"It means your talent is enough for the gods to call you a growth monster."
"If I'm a monster..."
"Then I should be even greedier, shouldn't I?"
After speaking.
Kirukiru Amou casually crumpled the paper recording her stats into a ball and threw it into the corner.
Then.
The next second.
Kirukiru Amou directly raised her hand and grabbed Heimdall's wrist.
"God."
Kirukiru Amou's voice carried a kind of extremely suppressed panting.
"I feel very bad right now."
"Very bad."
As she spoke, Kirukiru Amou leaned forward, getting close to Heimdall.
The distance between them was extremely close.
So close that Heimdall could clearly smell the scent of the shower gel from her recent bath.
"That feeling like bugs crawling inside my body has faded a little, but it's still there."
"They are biting my blood vessels, gnawing on my bones."
"They are crying out in hunger."
As she spoke, Kirukiru Amou grabbed Heimdall's hand and slowly pressed it against her own chest.
There.
Her heart was beating frantically at a frequency that was terrifying to behold.
"Thump, thump, thump."
Every beat was like a drum.
"So what?"
Heimdall didn't dodge, letting Kirukiru Amou grab his wrist, his gaze calmly watching the madness about to overflow from the depths of her eyes.
For a god, this level of madness didn't even count as an offense.
Instead, it was more like an interesting incident.
"Are you trying to tell me you don't want to sleep right now?"
"Sleep?"
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