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Chapter 93 Death Doll History Shin Eun-hyuk (2)

[Venom Princess Soul]

[A+ rank]

[Special Abilities: Toxic, Capture, Poisonous Lady, Seal]

*Toxic: The thread contains a strong toxic property.

*Capture: The binding power and toxicity of the thread are strengthened.

*Poisonous Lady: The power of the spider princess amplifies the wearer’s agility by one level (max SS. Rank). By injecting energy, the thread can increase in size and toxicity.

*Seal

[The glove contains the power of the spider princess who failed to become a queen. Due to the lack of the creator’s ability, the artifact’s limits were not reached. There is room for further development.]

It was a luxurious product that would be valuable even on the Hero Universe trading board. The three special abilities were incredible, and each one of them served to help increase the thread’s toxicity. Although given the common nature of poison resistance, Kang Shin-hyuk wondered how useful that would be. At least one of them even directly strengthened your status, and it even had a hidden trait that had yet to be unlocked. The sentiment that his ability was lacking stung a bit, but it was true he didn’t match up to the original Anvil yet. It was best if he just gently accepted it and strove for better in the future.

“Hmm.” But that wasn’t a problem. What was a problem, however, was the new presence that had appeared in the middle of his My Room, which was watching him with an overwhelming presence.

“Indeed… that’s why.” The being…no, Tsukuyo, was staring right at him. He almost screamed reflexively at the creepy feeling running down his spine.

-Member, there is no escape from reality. She’s looking at you!

The administrator’s cold words brought him back to the real world. He exhaled a deep breath and nodded. A young woman in a black silk garment embroidered with golden thread stood still before him. The silk clung to her body, emphasizing it, with a luxurious-looking wrapping around her waist that attracted attention. Further down, the silk split to the side to reveal her thighs. It was obvious she was in excellent shape.

-You’re still escaping reality.

‘That’s right, damn it!’ Tsukuyo tilted her head, her ebony hair flowing down past her waist like a wave. His eyes were stuck to her.

“Hm.” Rouge-painted lips clashed tantalizingly with her pale skin, tilted in an odd expression as she noticed where his gaze was headed.

“Nothing comes even when I look at you.” Her impression was quiet and mysterious, like the moonlit night her name implied. It clashed with the image he had of her from her messages through the Hero Universe. She had confessed her love to Anvil over twenty years ago, yet she only looked like she was in her early twenties.

“I didn’t think you would welcome me. There’s not even a chair.”

“I’m sorry, but I made a mistake while I was working. I wasn’t even ready to serve customers.” Kang Shin-hyuk found his resolve and shook his head, trying to ignore Tsukuyo’s voice, which seemed to cling to him. He wanted to convey the meaning of, ‘I’m not ready yet, so leave,’ but she nodded as if she already knew that.

“Thanks to that, I saw something good. This time I’ll be patient.” She flicked her finger, and a nice wooden table with two chairs appeared. She clearly had no intention of leaving.

“Then… let’s talk.” She sat down and tapped on the table, signaling for him to sit down as well.

“I’ve received all of the items you’ve posted on the transaction board previously.” Kang Shin-hyuk had sat down, finding it inevitable, but he soon raised his head at her words.

“…All of them?”

“All. Of. Them.” He checked the sale messages, confirming she was telling the truth. She had bought all of them, sometimes for two or three times the listed price.

“It was difficult. All of them had traces of Anvil, but at the same time, they weren’t from him…I couldn’t honestly bring myself to resent or love you, so I thought a lot.”

“I apologize, but in my previous life, I wasn’t in a relationship with you.”

-3,000HP bonus for resolved members!

Kang Shin-hyuk received a bonus from the administrator, who was excited by him rebuking Tsukuyo’s words. She only smiled back, however.

“I remembered that I didn’t have to hesitate anymore. If I can’t confirm through the work, I can just look at the craftsman to check…”

-I tried to hide you from her.

Kang Shin-hyuk – that was the ID Anvil – was revealed to be a VIP thanks to him accepting the dimensional quest.

“The answer I gave you hasn’t changed. I don’t intend to delete my ID, even if you judge me. I don’t even know how to erase it.”

“No, you don’t have to.”

“No?”

“I thought about it a bit…” She let out a laugh that was so charming it scared him. He felt like he would be hypnotized.

“I was convinced when I saw you.” She pointed to the Venom Princess Soul, the black leather glove he held in his hands. He had accidentally accepted her request in the middle of his work, and he had been too immersed in finishing to notice here. He felt a bit embarrassed suddenly.

“I see.”

“I had a lot I wanted to say, but now that’s enough. You have the talent to breathe life into inanimate objects and lead them to completion. The things you make… I’ve decided to watch you in the future.” It felt great to hear she would no longer demand he deletes his ID or tell him he wasn’t Anvil. No, actually, it had been a while seen he had received such a message.

“Now that we’ve taken care of that, let’s enjoy some tea together.”

“…Tea?”

“I’m not a proud woman, but I have confidence in that.” A sense of déjà vu washed over him as he recalled the dream he had earlier. He decided to remain still, however, as the situation felt like it might be dangerous if he refused. She procured a teacup and a teapot from her inventory, with a flick of her hand, the pot filled with water. Then, with another swift motion, it began to boil. She carefully added tea leaves to it once it cooled slightly. Each movement was so delicate and beautiful that it captivated him as he watched.

-Member.

‘Yeah?’

-Is this an enemy’s psychic attack? If so, I will immediately banish the fox.

‘I don’t think so…’

-It’s an enemy.

The teacup was placed in front of him before he could respond to the administrator’s frank assertions. Tsukuyo was looking at him with clear eyes as the steam from the cup wafted a pleasant scent past him.

“Please.”

“Well…thank you.” Kang Shin-hyuk gently lifted the cup and drank. It was a pleasant temperature, neither too hot nor lukewarm. He felt refreshed like his mind was clearing immediately, as he sipped at it.

“I’m glad you like it. I also brought refreshments. This is my homemade yokan. I prepared it before coming today.” He knew of that, too; it had also been in his dream. He decided not to mention that either and took a bite of it. He had thought it would be more suited to an old man’s tastes, but it was delicious. It has a soft texture and a subtly sweet taste. Kang Shin-hyuk had eaten many high-quality foods since coming to Shinyoung, but this beat them all out easily.

“It’s delicious.”

“I’m happy. I wanted to feed you this.” Tsukuyo nodded, satisfied, and sipped at her own tea. Her dark hair fluttered with each small movement, filling Kang Shin-hyuk with an indescribable emotion. For a while, the two quietly ate and drank. He had never imagined he would be able to spend such a gentle time with her given her first message she sent to him, but life was full of the unknown. As he considered that…

“Already? This damn bitch…” Suddenly, Tsukuyo muttered something and looked into the air. Kang Shin-hyuk roughly guessed what had happened. Perhaps that was the administrator’s job.

“I believe I have to go. I didn’t know visiting a My Room would be so tricky.”

“Is it not common?”

“No. The amount of VIPs in the Hero Universe can be counted on one hand, and you are the only one I’ve cared about.” Tsukuyo replied like she had heard a funny joke and stood up. She waved the table and chair away as Shin-hyuk stood up, then approached him with a large cloth in hand.

“This is a lunch box I made. I’ve wanted to hear your impressions, so I couldn’t help it. I’m knowledgeable about cooking, so it should be alright. Would you accept it?” The distance between them had disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his cheeks reddened. He quietly accepted the lunch box, carefully holding it with both hands. She held on to it as well, as if she felt unfortunate she had to leave.

“What should I call you from now on?”

“Are you saying you’re okay with me?”

“Yes. If you’ve changed, then I want to get to know the you now.” Wasn’t she much more mature than a certain granddaughter? Her first impression had been bad, but it was born from a misunderstanding. Kang Shin-hyuk took a deep breath to steady himself before answering honestly.

“I don’t intend to deny my previous life, nor do I intend to obsess over it. So, please call me whatever you’re comfortable with. Anvil or Kang Shin-hyuk…I believe it is all me.”

“Indeed… I’m satisfied. Then, I shall continue to call you Anvil.” Thanks to the administrator’s teachings, Kang Shin-hyuk felt like he had found some center inside of him. Tsukuyo nodded, apparently pleased with his answer, and quietly let go of the lunch box. Kang Shin-hyuk began to put it away in his inventory or at least tried too as Tsukuyo’s lips came into contact with his own.

-Whaaaaat?!

“?!”

“Huh…” It was a perfect surprise attack. The lunchbox had sealed away his hands, and the moment he moved to put it away, she had rushed right in. He couldn’t move, trembling in place like a shark struck by a harpoon. Tsukuyo moved away from him, barely satisfied with a brief taste. A thin line of saliva was broken as their lips parted.

“Heh…you and Eunah haven’t grown this close yet, right? Yes, your first kiss was not with Eunah, but this Tsukuyo…!” With that, she disappeared from his My Room. The administrator’s message filled his eyes.

-I was off guard! I thought she was satisfied with just drinking tea…! Appropriate punishment will be imposed on members who act unfairly to the owner of a My Room. She won’t be allowed to visit again unless you give her permission…you don’t mean to, right?

“…Administrator?”

-No?

Kang Shin-hyuk couldn’t convey the emotions warring inside of him, so he kept quiet. The strongest emotion inside of him was the enormous guilt he felt towards Claire.

“Should I wash my lips with muddy water first?”

-Member, are you okay?!

“No, it’s alright, so please calm down.” After taking a step he hadn’t been prepared for, Kang Shin-hyuk was so agitated that he didn’t notice the change in the corner of his My Room.

It was a teacup with warm steam wafting off of it and a small plate with yokan.