To Bury the Past

Motohama woke up feeling refreshed (?).

[Gamer has rested: HP and MP fully restored!]

Among the various functions of this Game-like power of his, this would be among the top three.

As Motohama had realized based on reading the flavor of the ability and due to its practical application. It is virtually impossible for any form of injury to appear on Motohama due to the Gamer's Body – but even that had a certain threshold before such a boon fades away.

When Motohama's HP reaches a certain point -at most cases 50 HP- more and more injuries begins to appear on his body. There was the fact that while the injuries doesn't appear while his HP is at safe numbers, they still fucking hurt a lot.

At one time an arrow had been stuck in his eyes, even though Motohama had pulled it out and his HP had been thankfully filled, it had been damn agonizing. It was only due to the Gamer's Mind that Motohama been able to bear through the pain like it was nothing.

Not like he ever wants to experience such a thing ever again.

Such disconcerting functions had also been present in his MP too. Only in this case rather than injuries, it had been a nauseating lethargic feeling. This was even worse as rather than building up, it comes up suddenly, leading Motohama to always pay attention to any of the Magic and Esoteric Skills he uses so as not to be caught off guard.

Spying a look around just for safety measures, Motohama hopped off his bed, mindful not to step on the bald idiot sleeping on the futon.

"Today's a new day and my first day out of that hell." Motohama said, moving towards his windows and drew up his curtain spilling light into the room. "It's time to make it a fruitful one."

With his position facing the windows while keeping a side-eye on the other occupant, Motohama opened his System.

It was time to reap his rewards.

[Epic Quest (To Wield this Power)]

[Quest Flavor: Congratulations, you have won the Jackpot amongst Jackpot. You have been chosen amongst all other races to inherit the power of unlimited growth. King? God? Hero? Tyrant? It doesn't matter, the System will aid you in reaching the top—but first, you have got to prove that you are worth it.]

[Quest Content: Survive the 'Demon's Trial']

(Reward: 15,000 EXP, 20,000$, System Path Selection, Shop Option, Ability Book {Magic x2} {Physical x1})

(Failure/Refusal: Removal of System and death.)

[Quest Status: COMPLETE!]

"Finally..."

Grunting, Motohama regarded the screen while internally sighing in relief.

This special 'System' hadn't appeared to Motohama at the beginning of the Demon's Trial. It had taken over a week. A week where the only thing Motohama had been good for was to be a goddamn parasite and luckily latch himself to a certain group of persons.

Motohama didn't tell anyone about the System because he didn't want to make them suspicious of him because of the suddenly gain of power that wasn't any kind of Sacred Gear (He'd asked). So he hid each and every of his nigh miraculous actions and escapes under being clever and stupidly lucky…

… In the end, it wasn't like he could hide it from her eyes for long.

The flashing image of a cherry hair girl made a lump appear in Motohama's throat.

"Dammit… Alright, alright. Now's not the time." Motohama tilted his head. "Don't want to wake Matsuda up because I'm sobbing like bitch."

[Epic Quest (To Wield this Power): Complete]

[Receive System Rewards: Yes/No]

"Yes, it's about time."

[You have been awarded with 15,000 EXP]

[Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!] [Congratulations, you have Leveled Up!]…

"Whoa…9 Level Ups. Expected more with 15,000 EXP. Haa… Then again, greediness won't do me any good. All things considered… I feel amazing."

Motohama could literally feel himself changing in accordance to the increase in Level Ups.

Looking around, Motohama realized that he was now seeing the room more clearly than before, despite the time being around 5:45 in the morning.

Putting his hands on his face, Motohama unsurprisingly sighed as he didn't feel his glasses. It had been quite a while since he had stopped needing them due to his VIT and CHA Stat having passed both 8 Stat accordingly as they govern his physical appearance.

With the average human Stat being 10, one would wonder what passing the 8 number actually means and what Motohama's original Stats were.

'Hah… I must have been quite an ugly sight to have my initial Charisma Stat at 2.' Motohama snorted in a demeaning manner. 'No wonder the Kendo girls didn't appreciate my eyes wondering around.'

Not like he could honestly say the same now.

Just by performing a scouring observation, Motohama knew he had gained almost an inch in height. His muscles felt more… Compact, and pulling up his shirt revealed the formation of abdominal muscles.

'Wonder how I now look like in front of the mirror?' Motohama thought to himself. 'Probably wouldn't be able to recognize myself and I haven't even added my Stats Points.'

The reason why the spectacled—no, former spectacled boy had decided to have his upgrade done at this time was to take advantage of the narrative. With his growing Stats, it is beyond doubt that Motohama was going to be experiencing quite the changes in the future.

One that will surely catch the eyes of those around him.

So like now, Motohama would rather just say, 'Really? This is how I'd been yesterday, though.' Than to say. 'What are you talking about?' and start hollering in confusion…

"Now for the System Path thingy—"

Pausing, Motohama turned to regard the yawning Matsuda before closing the holographic screen. Moving towards the drawer to pick up his glasses, Motohama fixed them on and said. "… …Well, the morning's just starting anyway."

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The morning began in a way Motohama hadn't seen in a while. Normal. No sudden eruptions or screeches in the dark nor sudden footsteps or guts raining on him…

Don't ask about the last part.

Anyways, all in all with Matsuda waking up, both boys commenced arranging their stuffs in preparation for the day. Motohama could sometimes feel the sight of his friend staring at him while letting out confused hums. It wasn't that surprising considering that he stood a tad bit taller now.

After finishing their preparations, both boys headed towards the dining where they meet with Chimon who actually did a small double take at the sight of his son. It was when they had begun their breakfast did the interrogations begin.

"Eh, Motohama…" Dad said tentatively, scrunching his eyes in bewilderment. "What happened?"

"Hah… Thank god it wasn't just me." Matsuda exhaled, finally letting out the words that had been bubbling within him. "I really thought I was the one going crazy. But now that Chimon-san too is just as confused I can come out and ask. What the hell happen last night, Motohama?"

"Hmm, what's wrong with the both of you this morning?" Motohama said in faux puzzlement. "You're both looking as if you've seen a ghost."

"Ghost… Well that's one way to put it, Motohama." Dad said, rubbing his stubble. "You well… Seem kind of different."

Matsuda nodded in agreement. "Yep. Uhm, how should I put it…? You look taller and more filled than yesterday."

Pouring out the cereal into his bowl, Motohama lethargically hummed.

"As the Christians say, 'Amen' to that. I don't know what's come over you both to say that I look different, but I'll just take that as a win and a sign that I'm becoming more handsome."

"Ha-Handsome?" To that, Matsuda sputtered indignantly. "Handsome isn't how I would describe it… You just 'seem' different. In fact, now that I look at it, you haven't really changed at all. It's probably because I'd been dead tired preparing for your welcome party that I didn't really take look at you properly. S'all!"

Motohama smirked.

"What's with all the defensiveness? Now you're just making me curious about how I look."

"Like a log wood wearing glasses."

"Screw you."

"Sorry, I don't do men."

"… … Alright, you got me."

Dad looked like he still had something to say, but then sighed and shake his head. "Matsuda is probably right… Maybe the stress really is getting to me."

[Prompt!]

[Passive Skill Gained: Acting] (1/20)

Internally heaving a sigh of relief, Motohama willed the prompt away while stifling the gnawing guilt.

This had not been the first time Motohama had lied to his father; whenever he needed money for his AV or mag collection, he lied. Whenever he wanted to go somewhere he knew Dad would never allow, he lied. Whenever Dad asks about his school matters, he lied.

That and many more, Motohama had lied to his Dad without any care. After it really hurts nobody. But the worried look his Dad had been showing him just now made Motohama's stomach feel like it had a lump.

Logically, Motohama knew he shouldn't be feeling this way as all this was for their own safety. However, that look in his Dad's eyes… He just didn't like it one bit.

'Dammit. I'll get stronger…' Motohama wordlessly promised. 'Strong enough to defeat that bastard. Strong enough to make sure that any of those supernatural stooges think twice before they try crossing me… Only then, I will tell him everything.'

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Matsuda left some minutes after breakfast as he still had some business back at his house – probably to go babysit his 2 years old cousin. Motohama on the other hand had plans on what to do for the day…

And it did not concern the System.

Before Motohama decides to do anything on getting stronger, he had to do something he had sworn to do on the day he had escaped that hell.

Heck, Motohama could even call it a mission of his - one approved by the System.

So he had to go out—which his Dad least to say didn't look like he approved.

"Motohama, must you go out right now?" Dad said firmly with scrunched brows.

"Yeah, it's not like I'm heading far out. And I promise I won't take much time."

"Are you going to tell me what it is that you are going out to do that couldn't wait?"

"… …" Motohama kept mummed about it.

"Not really helping your case, son."

There was an unknown gleam in Dad's eyes like he was struggling to ask something but kept it to himself in sheer force of will. Sighing, Dad rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"Just… Remember to keep an eye on your phone. Just in case. I'll keep in touch from time to time."

"Thanks, Dad."

Smiling, Motohama nodded and turn to leave—only for his Dad to call him once more.

"Motohama."

"Yeah." Motohama turned to glance at his father.

"Um, How about after you do whatever it is you want to do, we go on a little Father and Son trip?"

Rubbing the back of his head, Dad turned towards a section of the wall on which a particular picture hung.

"There's something I want to tell you… It concerns your mother and a certain something about her that you never knew."

"Mom?"

Turning, Motohama regarded the hung picture which showed a pretty brown hair woman with ashen eyes smiling with Dad and himself as a child.

"Alright, I'll be back as soon as I can."

Nodding, Dad turned, heading towards his room. "Have a safe trip, Motohama."

"Yeah, I will, Dad."

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Walking on the streets of Kuoh, Motohama looked around taking in the highlights of the residential district. The sight of people from his school frivolously strutting around didn't surprise Motohama as He had of Kuoh Academy sudden free week from Matsuda.

Anyways, the sight of boys hurrying to the arcade center while discussing about their favorite manga or game characters and girls chattering around as they prepare to head for either a shopping mall or their friend's house brought a melancholic smile to Motohama's face.

Motohama had never been part of this kind of crowd. Boobs, ass, the latest AV actress or cute idols…Those were the kind of things he liked. Keisuke Motohama, Kenji Matsuda, Hyoudou Issei; the Perverted Trio. Lovers of women, seeker of harems…

"Hah…" Dragging his hand across his hand across his face, Motohama groaned. "Who the hell am I kidding? I don't think I can look any hot lady and feel the same way I normally used to. Gamer's Mind or not."

Guts and psychopathic girls with knifes and swords are to blame…Don't ask.

Clicking his tongue, Motohama kicked away a tin can sending it sailing straight into the public dustbin. Pausing, dull eyes regarded the feat performed by enhanced physicals without any iota of emotion.

'Not like thinking about a girl's ass is going to help me survive fighting an Ultimate Class Devil.'

With a mental command, Motohama could end all this deliberating annoyance by activating his Gamer's Mind. However in doing so, Motohama would don on a more rational veil that borders extreme.

He prefers to think with his emotions—at least for now.

Passing by the bus stop sign, Motohama pulled up his hoodie and began jogging. Taking the bus would cut the journey by at least 30 minutes, so simply running would faster…

There was also the fact that Motohama didn't want to give himself any time to think…At least this way, he could spend time getting stronger.

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[Prompt!]

[Passive Skill Gained: Body-Fitness] (4/20)

[Due to performance of strenuous activities, 3 to STR, VIT, and AGI]

'Inventory.'

Huffing, Motoham mentally willed his infinite hammerspace - a holographic screen which had items catalogued in compartmentalized cubes- into existence and pulled out an energy drink.

Upon drinking it, Motohama's body gave a bluish like glow as a System prompt appeared.

[Red-Bull Consumed: 20% VIT increase]

"Nice." Motohama quietly muttered as the feeling of fatigue swiftly vanished from his body.

This was another function of the Gamer's Body which makes every consumables provide a certain type of Buff or Debuff – the later can be done provided that Motohama eats something that is poisonous.

After drinking and chucking away the empty can, Motohama walked towards the edge of the cliff as he looked down at the beautiful view of flora and aesthetic houses that littered around the area.

Teetering around the outskirts of Kuoh's residential district, this was Motohama's personal spot known to only his Dad and now… 'Her'.

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' Moto-kun.'

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The memory of the white hair girl with ruby eyes flashed again prompting Motohama to clap his cheeks hard, even though he couldn't feel the pain and shook his head.

'Reminiscing about her isn't going to bring her back.' He chided himself. 'You've got to keep looking forward… That's what she would say.'

But the truth is that Motohama wasn't sure if he could ever be able to move forward without her.

This whole spectacle had occurred in the timeframe of 2 months -a month and the half if he is to be more specific. Compared to the 17 years Motohama had lived, 2 months was a pitiful number…

But what Motohama had experienced within that 2 months, made such a pitiable stretch seem infinitely bigger than the seventeen years of his life. Within that short timeframe, Motohama learned of anger, fear, dread, agony, pain, regret, hatred… Gratitude, solidarity, happiness, joy, and love.

Now, it was time to bury his past.

[Unique Chain Quest (To Bury the Past)]

[Quest Flavor: Against all odds, you have survived the Demon's Trial. A trial geared towards weeding out the weak and destruction of even the strong. But you didn't do it alone. You had help from many people of whom you have come to cherish and love… You alone have survived and now it is time to bury the dead]

[Quest Content: Bury the bodies or mementoes equivalent of your 'Second Family' at designated spots.]

(Reward: 2,000 EXP per burial, Unique Skill Book per Burial, Increased Reputation with ?, Legendary Trait per Burial, Lengendary equipment (x2), Map of ?)

(Failure/Refusal: Decreased Reputation with ?, Decreased Reputation with ?, Decreased Reputation with ?, Loss of ?)

[Quest Status: PENDING!]

In showery blue sparks, a shovel materialized on Motohama's hand. He had bought the said item from the System Store while jogging on the way here.

"Yeah, here will do."

Walking towards a specific spot, Motohama stabbed the shovel into the earth and began to dig wordlessly.

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"Hey, Moto-kun. What do you plan to do when you leave this place?"

"You mean when WE leave this place, %$# *."

"Hehe… Oh, who cares about semantics? Tell me, Moto-kun. What you plan to do when you get out of here. And don't use that emotion muting thingy of yours to answer me."

"Ugh… Alright, just promise me that you won't laugh."

"I promise you, Moto-kun."

"Ok… First up, I would like to introduce you to my pops."

"Isn't that a bit too quick, Moto-kun?"

"That's not it. You and my Dad are kind of similar, so I get the feeling that you're going to like him. There's also Matsuda and Issei—ugh, they're like the only friends I have, and also like me, they are lovers of the front and back… Now I'm not so enthused about you meeting them."

"… But the tone in your voice tells me that you are quite fond of them."

"Of course, they're my friends… Anyways, personally. I'll go the arcade center and spend at least the entire day gaming… There's also many anime I had been anticipating for quite a while, I'm sure it's already out by now, so I'll also do an anime marathon. And there's the beach plan for my summer break… Honestly, that's just about it. I don't really have much to do when I get out of here—but what about you, %$# *. What do you plan to do when you get out of this hellhole?"

"Me… Hmm, let's see… It's a secret."

"But I told you mine!"

"Well, yours is boring—well, apart from the beach trip. I've never been to one so that sounds like quite the adventure… Hmm, Moto-kun? Kya~ hahahaha… Sto-stop tickling meeeeee~"

"Ei! I told you mine so you're telling me yours whether you like it or not—huh, why are you running away? Get back here! You still haven't told me about your plans!"

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Stabbing the shovel, Motohama sighed as he stood before his six foot handiwork.

Morbidly funny enough, the System Shop also had coffins for sale - not like Motohama knew why such an item was in the Shop in the first place. Nevertheless, he was immensely thankful as he could place her in the most 'comfy' casket he could buy.

After laying the coffin in the dug earth, Motohama felt his heart clench as he forced out the next words from lips.

"Inventory: Yuna."

Raising both hands, an outline of a human body manifested, gaining outline and then formed, landing on them. In the end, what Motohama held was the cold, unmoving body of a cherry hair girl.

"Haah…Yuna." Motohama hoarsely whispered.

Her beautiful form still looked as pristine… Still as beautiful—except for the large hole in her stomach. The wonders of the System Inventory which included stasis of Inventoried Items.

At least, Motohama could say his goodbyes while he can still see her like this.

"As I promised, this is my favorite spot."

Motohama gestured at the scenery. The spanning flora that reached into the horizon and aesthetic traditional buildings brought about the picturesque beauty of Kuoh.

"Beautiful right?" Motohama smiled sheepishly. "It was actually my mom that had introduced this place to me back when I was 8. Told me that she had found it by chance… Apart from myself and my Dad, you're the only one I have ever came to this place with… Romantic, right?"

Of course, Yuna didn't answer. She couldn't. But that didn't mean Motohama could not hear her cheerful reply.

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"Nice one, Moto-kun. You know, if you could just keep your 'enthusiastic' urges to a bare minimum, you could be quite the ladies' man. You really know how to make a woman feel like a queen."

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"Ladies' man? Heh… Hahahaha…" Laughing, Motohama shook his head. "I think you're the only one who can think of me like that"

Placing her in the casket, the next logical action would be closing it. But to Motohama, you might as well ask him to move a mountain.

"Whoo…" Lips dried, while Motohama felt like his throat was becoming parched. "This… This is really harder than I thought it would be."

The Screen instinctively flickered with the option [Gamer's Mind] showing itself like a demon's whisper. Just flip it on and everything would be—

"Dammit. Dammit. Dammit. Dammit." Motohama's eyes blurred with tears. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry. For being such a fucking coward."

Hitching his breath, Motohama slammed down the lid with a sob in his heart.

[Unique Chain Quest: To Bury the Past]

[Yuna Katase—Buried]

[System Reward: 2,000 EXP, Fairy Eyes {Unique Skill Book}, Silver Tongue {Legendary Trait}]

[Bonus Reward: Yuna's Scarf {Unique Equipment}, Star Compass {Relic Equipment}]

After filling the coffin, Motohama placed a tomb head Yuna's name etched on it.

(Yuna Katase. Cutest Singer. Survivor. Friend. Love)

"Yeah, that's about right." Motohama nodded to himself.

There were many other descriptions Motohama could have used to describe Yuna, but he felt that this was enough.

When the group that Motohama was in felt despair at the sudden situation being thrust at them, Yuna was the one who cheered us up with her singing. When someone gets left behind and everyone including himself was too much of coward to go rescue, Yuna would smile and do it herself.

Yuna's presence was probably the only reason Motohama had been able to survive, until he had activated the System.

"I'll make sure. No. I swear I'll make time to come visit." Rubbing the back of his neck, Motohama forced a smile, and said. "So goodbye for now… Yuna."

But just as Motohama turned to leave, he sudden heard it—the sound of branch breaking and a sharp intake of breath.

There was someone other than himself here.

[Equipped: Uncommon Equipment-Orc Greaves (3 to Strength)]

[Equipped: Uncommon Equipment-Dire-Wolf boots (4 to Agility)]

[Equipped: Uncommon Equipment-Diseased Twin Daggers (13% Poison Debuff)]

[Prompt!]

[For temporarily reaching the 25 threshold in STR (Strength) you have been granted the Strength Perk: Juggernaut I {False} (3 ton Joules)]

As soon as the weight of the Items settled on his body, Motohama instantly toggled on the Gamer's Mind, and slowly moved towards where the noise had come from.

Logically speaking, running away rather preparing for a fight would be the better option. Motohama did not know who or what could have made the noise. It could be some kind of wild animal or… Some sort of supernatural creature.

The fact that Motohama haven't been attacked means he either didn't interest the unknown being or the unknown being wasn't a malicious one.

So yes, logically, there was no reason for Motohama to investigate what had made the sound. But…

Glancing behind, Motohama regarded Yuna Katase's grave before steeling himself. For the mere fact that such a thing had occurred near Yuna's grave meant that Motohama couldn't ignore it.

Sighing, Motohama eyed his Stats for moment before deciding to spend 15 Stat Points to raise all of his lower Stats to the 25 threshold. Motohama didn't want to spend all his Stats Point for a false alarm and at the same time, didn't want to be caught unawares by unwanted surprises.

[Prompt!]

[For reaching the 25 threshold in STR (Strength) you have been granted the Strength Perk: Juggernaut I (6 ton Joules)]

[For reaching the 25 threshold in LUC (Luck) you have been granted the Luck Perk: Lucky Hands I (10% Providence Bonus)]

[For reaching the 25 threshold in CHA (Charisma) you have been granted the Charisma Perk: Fetching I (Tier I Body Deficiency Repair)]'

Ignoring the squirming of his body as it evolved once more, Motohama silently stored his glasses in his Inventory, narrowing his eyes while utilizing his Stealth Skill to make his footstep as light as possible.

Horrifyingly enough, the silence of the forest accompanied with Motohama's breathing made him to feel quite comfortable.

Marching in the direction of or away from the unknown dangers was the norm in the Demon's Trials. The fact that he woke up this morning and hadn't spied around his surroundings took an uncomfortable amount of self-control.

Now, it feels like Motohama was falling back into the hell he knew so much.

[Passive Skill: Stealth has Leveled Up (60-62/100)]

'It's about time.' Motohama muttered.

Using the underbrush and trees as cover, Motohama crept towards the source of the noise while taking care to give his surroundings an onceover. It wouldn't do any good to be caught unawares – for all Motohama knew this could be a trap.

'I'll add 5 more points to both Agility and Vitality just in case.'

Soon enough, Motohama arrived at the source or rather the one who could have been the source.

Slouched against a tree over 23 meters away, Motohama's eyesight picked up a human (?) form dressed in rags breathing heavily. Even with an enhanced eyesight, Motohama couldn't say for sure if the being lain against the tree is either male or female…

…Or even human at all.

The fact that the being wasn't moving meant it was either too tired to move or it is waiting for an idiot to come close for it to pounce on. Motohama had seen it happened many times in the Demon's Trial - it was the favorite strategy of Monsters or Stray Devils.

'Well, if it's a waiting game it wants.'

Motohama lips stretched into a thin line, perching where he crouched.

'Then I'll play its game.'

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Over 4 hours had passed since Motohama had remained at his spot, keeping an eye on the prone probably unconscious unknown before him.

Due to the Gamer's Mind, it is impossible for Motohama to feel emotions like impatience or weariness which is why he could remain in this particular spot for as long as possible.

Although at this moment, Motohama wondered if he should still keep on hiding.

The issue of this being a trap didn't seem quite feasible after the hour mark had passed. Monsters or even Stray Devils are not the patient type. The unknown creature didn't seem to be hibernating due to its occasional shivering.

'Maybe just maybe I shouldn't involve myself.' Motohama thought—but at moment, he remembered her words.

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"It's not wrong to help people, Moto-kun."

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"Tch." Motohama clicked his tongue.

Standing up from his position, Motohama slowly made his way to the unknown creature only to see—

"A girl… Huh. Why am I somehow not surprised?"

The girl was pretty - a tad bit prettier than Asia-chan. Strangely enough, the girl also didn't look like a Japanese, more like a Eurasian, if Motohama had to give his opinion.

Standing some paces away, Motohama Observed her, and boy was he surprised on what he had discovered.

Clare LV 48

[Claymore Apprentice]

'Shit. Level 48?! She's like the third person I've seen except for that silver hair Devil bastard.'

Motohama couldn't even see that one's information.

Shaking his head, Motohama was at lost on what to do with the unconscious girl.

Motohama had learned from the Demon's Trial that Levels does not necessarily equate to power, but it still meant that there something exceptional about this Clare that made her power equivalent to a LV 48 Claymore Apprentice.

'Not like I know what that even means.'

The girl's body minutely shook tensing Motohama, before he calmed down in realization that the girl was actually crying while still unconscious.

Gritting his teeth, Motohama ignored the instinctual urge to just leave the girl and drew closer. After prodding the unconscious girl with the flat side of his dagger to make sure that she was really asleep. Motohama groaned and carried her as he then heard her sobbing whispers.

"I'm sorry, Teresa. Please don't leave me… Mama."

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"It's not wrong to help people, Moto-kun."

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"Urgh…" Motohama grimaced as he carried the rag clad girl with a groan. "I really hope that I don't regret this."

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Gamer's Stats

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Name: Keisuke Motohama

Job: The Gamer

Species: Human

Level: 18 [Next Level: 65%]

Titles: Lucky Survivor/Perverted Scouter

HP: 1,700/1,700

MP: 900/900

STR: 25

VIT: 37

AGI: 30

INT: 26

WIS: 28

CHA: 25

LUC: 25 (10)

Stats Points: 57

Money: 9,500 ($)

ϞϞϞϞϞ-Passive Skills-ϞϞϞϞϞ

[Gamer's Body] (MAX)

[Gamer's Mind] (MAX)

[Low Mana Affinity] (12/50)

[Detect Bloodthrist] (20/50)

[Physical Endurance] (40/100)

[Lying] (56/100)

[Stealth] (62/100)

[Acting] (1/20)

[Body Fitness] (5/20)

ϞϞϞϞϞ-Active Skills-ϞϞϞϞϞ

[Observe] (29/50)

[ID Creation] (1/50)

[Unarmed Combat] (22/50)

[Foraging] (10/100)

[Skill: Mana Manipulation] (LV 30/50)

Stat Perks

[VIT: Regenerator I (10% increase in HP regeneration)]

[STR: Juggernaut I (6 ton Joules)]

[AGI: Fleet I (10% Speed Increase)]

[INT: Brainy I (10% in MP regeneration)]

[WIS: Thought Augmentation I (10% Abilities & Skills Increase)]

[CHA: Fetching I (Tier I Body Deficiency Repair)]

[LUC: Lucky Hands I (10% Providence Bonus)]

Traits

[Legendary: Silver Tongue]

Abilities

[Power Strike] {Stage: Acolyte Stage} (18/50)

[Power Sprint] {Stage: Acolyte Stage} (20/50)

[Power Jump] {Stage: Acolyte Stage} (12/50)

[Mana Shield] {Stage: Acolyte Stage} (16/20)

[Earth Shift] {Stage: Acolyte Stage} (9/20)