New Destination

I exited the tavern soon after and realized that a day passed by since I lost consciousness. It was morning but I entered the tavern at around noon. Unless time somehow rewound, I definitely slept for a day after sipping beer.

I couldn't handle the cheering and constantly calling me 'Serpent Girl' any longer. I also wore a cloak to hide my face with the hood up as I did not want to have anyone else to see me and think that I'm the rumored Serpent Girl.

I fucking hate that nickname. I don't know if I should be glad or regret ever trying alcohol. On one hand, I discovered that getting drunk somehow unlocks my latent potential but I don't have control over my actions if I do get drunk. On the other hand, I got an embarrassing nickname because of that whole bar fight fiasco.