Awakening: Status.

I didn't want to wake up. Everything felt dizzy, and I didn't want to do anything.

Unfortunately, everything comes to an end, and my sweet sleep was not an exception. You could expect anything in my situation, for example it would not be strange if someone was shaking my body to wake me up, or that I am surprized to be alive and kicking. Honestly, it is not my first time coming back from my expected death, so nothing to be surprized of and if something similar happens a few more time, I will definitively believe that I am immortal. The problem is sillier than you can imagine – an idiot, can't call him or her anything else forgot to close the curtains from the window and the sun rays are drop down exactly at my eyes.

How can you sleep in such conditions?

After suffering for a while, and not wanting to do it, I had to change the side my body was facing. At the beginning, I thought that I really had received the darkness I desired, but the light reached my eyes again.

Opening my eyes a little, I jumped up.

"Which bast…?!"

A portable "sun's" light was blinding my eyes, a flashlight to be honest, but it was not any different for me right now. I had identified a human figure behind this light. Stretching my hand forward, I turned the very bright flashlight in the other direction, and only after a few more seconds I began to distinguish the blonde hair of the familiar human.

Unfortunately, my fist went past the face, although I punched with the desire to hit his smiling face.

"Good morning, Ik-kun. It's time to get up!" - he said cheerfully, turning off the torture tool in his hand. – "How are you? Did you sleep well?

I didn't answer. I returned to the bed, covered my face with the blanket and tried to go back to sleep.

"Ah, Ik-kun, don't ignore me!"

"Leave me alone, I'm still sleeping." - I made an attempt to get rid of him.

"Come on, what a weak excuse. We even talked!"

At this point, I gave up. If he sets his mind on it, he can keep annoying me until the sunset.

"It would be better if I died." - I moaned, getting up from my bed. – "How long did I sleep there?"

"Thirty-six hours."

"If you add the thirty hours I spent in the dungeon, it means that I'm late for the sale." - I sighed. – "It sucks."

"Sale?" - the blond man made a puzzled expression. – "Did you want to buy something?"

"Yeah. My computer failed and I wanted to buy a new one, more powerful, while the sale was on. And worst of all, it was a limited version from the "Scientific World" and now I can't get it anywhere else anytime soon" - I closed my eyes. Memories of a seventy percent discount will torment me for another month

"Why didn't you tell me, I would have bought it for you." - my sceptical look was his answer. – "Don't look at me like that! I'm serious."

"Come on dude!? You can't be allowed near electronics, not in a thousand years!"

"It's not true at all!" - objected Gavril.

"Remind me what happened to my phone, which I asked you to buy the last time?" - I snorted.

"It happened only once!"

"Yes, you are right, with the phone it happened only once." - I agreed. – "And before that there was a TV at a discount. And before it the air conditioner." - I looked accusingly at him. – "When, by the way, will you return the money for all of this damage? Who knows, I might be able to buy the computer without the need for discount."

You might think, what kind of discussion we are having when I miraculously escaped death!? Amazing, don't you think so? But it's a normal situation for two of us. Eighteen years of acquaintance, during which we have managed to be enemies, friends, and save each other many times, leave their mark.

"Why would I?" - the blond was surprised. – "I always bought what you asked and paid the money. And the fact that the goods failed on the way - why are you blaming me, when you should blame your luck, loser."

"Go and die in a ditch somewhere, girlish bastard" - I started to close this useless conversation.

"I'm not girlish! Just very handsome. And you are jealous, that's why you are insulting my beauty!" - he showed me his tongue. - "But let's not talk about it now and move onto the topic of what happened to you!?" - now he has become a little serious, leaving his image of a carefree boy aside.

"Why is that?" - I raised an eyebrow. "I'm steadily returning from the dungeons in this state. Nothing new." - I sighed.

"I'm just wondering" - he replied without antics.

"Shouldn't you already know everything?" - I suddenly remembered that there should have been sent reinforcements. I risked my life, shielding the others exactly for this reason.

He blinked a couple of times in surprise, then shrugged.

"Nope. I know what everyone knows. You went to a D-rank dungeon with a very strong party for that dungeon. Six hours later, the dungeon was cleared, and after another day the gates disappeared. You and another B rank girl were thrown out of it. No one else has survived, and the girl is in a coma. The brain-breakers could not get anything valuable out of her head, so they are waiting until she wakes up. Obviously, I didn't let anyone near you.

"I see ..." – I started to think.

It seems that the group that escaped from the Spider was annihilated and the only one who escaped was a half-dead girl, who back then turned into a vegetable. Perhaps they stumbled upon the gorilla. I can't think of anything else - the rest of the monsters were too weak to be sane, and only sane monsters will spare the girl who became a vegetable.

"So, what happened there?" – The blond guy continued.

"Nothing extraordinary really." - I sighed. – "Everything, as always, at least for me. It was fine in the beginning. Up to the boss, no problem was seen even once. When we went against the boss, the team leader made a mistake, for which he lost his life. The panicking B-ranker ran to save him. True, we did not know that there were two Bosses in the dungeon. In short, through twists and turns, I was left alone facing a half-dead boss, and I finished him off. That's the whole story."

Why didn't I say everything? It's not that I don't trust Gavril. But I have a reason - his behaviour in recent years, or, more precisely, the fact that, no matter how much I ask him, he does not tell me anything about his dungeon raids. We even had a serious quarrel with him over this. We said some insults we shouldn't, and were so angry at each other, that the friendship could be considered to be over, but the next day I ended up in an S-ranked dungeon, and he, disregarding all the prohibitions, orders from higher ups and risks, came to save me. By this act, he proved that, despite the secrecy, he still considers me a friend, so I resigned myself and do not ask him about his raids anymore, since it is his own business.

In short, my silence is a revenge.

Also, there is something I need to deal with first. There is no need to disturb him with no reason.

"Naaah, how boring." - the guy sighed, returning himself his usual frivolous behaviour.

Perhaps we would have continued to talk about all sorts of different things, but soon his secretary called him, and he was had to leave. What exactly does he do? Well, aside from the obvious high-rank dungeon raids? No idea. There are many ways and opportunities to build a career as an adventurer, and the higher the rank, the more paths are open.

But now my thoughts were not filled with Gavril.

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Received the daily quest chain: Surpass the Great.

Description: The following physical exercises should be performed.

- Push-ups - 0/101.

- Squats - 0/101.

- Abs - 0/101.

- Running - 0/10001.

- Eat a banana - 0/2.

Reward: +100 "Free Points" for every thirtieth day.

Penalty: None.

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"And what does it mean? What are you?" - I asked the questions to nowhere. - "If this doesn't work, it will be too embarrassing." - I sighed. – "Status."

[++++++++++++++++++++++]

Name: Vincent Grammy.

Level: 5 (00.00%).

Titles: "Passive Madman"; "Miracle Worker"; "Immortal"; "Loser"; "He who has seen a lot"; Mentalist; "Loner".

Specifications:

- Strength: 10.

- Durability: 10.

- Speed: 10.

- Endurance: 10.

- Control: 20.

- Intelligence: 30.

+ Wisdom: 40.

+ Luck: -1000 / 5000.

+ Charisma: 20.

+ Eloquence: 35.

= Free points: 0.

Skills:

- Active: –––.

- Passive: "Player's Body".

- Variable: –––

- Blocked: "Player's mind".

= Skill Points: 0.

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Surprisingly, it worked.

"Holy Christmas trees. What the f*ck?!" - I shouted.

In my defence, I will say that I was really ashamed to say that word. But at such moments, I can't have a normal reaction from the age when I was fifteen.