Subtle Awakening

"Let me make this clear—I don't like you," said Lucas as we stood before each other. Liliana had just left a few minutes ago, but I was certain beyond all doubt that she had whispered something to make this bastard want to kill me even more.

Not to mention the way she looked at me—those lovestruck, maiden-in-romance eyes, the clumsy blushing act.

Bitch.

She did all that to plant something in this idiot's mind.

But...

I actually don't care.

In fact.

I feel something strange.

"Heh... Likewise," I replied, tapping my meta-watch. Instantly, a sword materialized in my grip.

It's time to make use of its special ability.

[MATCH COUNTDOWN]

[5…4…3…2…1]

[FIGHT!]

Whoosh!

Lucas blurred forward, but a smile lingered on my lips.

I was Level 2.3 now, but that didn't matter.

Even at this level, I could kill this bastard.

Perhaps I should just eliminate the root cause of my downfall now.