How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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She replied in less than 5 seconds, and Brid was also looking at LINE at the time.

—Thank you for the leave, teacher. I'll go again tomorrow, bringing that bread from the Yasen store. I can't remember the name, but it's a bread with figs.—

—(A ecstatic rabbit emoji) It's a cranberry fig walnut frosting bread (priced at 15 RMB)—

—It's on me, the rehabilitation manual you gave me was very useful—

I haven't tried it yet; I plan to use it later.

For the gift-giver, using their own gift is definitely more enjoyable. Sirocco replied with this in mind.

This time it took a little longer. Sirocco casually opened a video on Nico Nico Douga and glanced at it, then checked Kas's chat messages before the other party finally replied:

—Thank you. But I don't like being treated to meals; you should pay for what you want. Please accept the money.—

As always, very methodical.

Having no other choice, Sirocco, who understood her personality, had to accept it, considering it as running an errand for her for free.

The fact that she took so long to reply suggests either she was struggling with what to say or she was actively exercising.

Sirocco leans towards the latter.

As for what Cass posted yesterday:

—Sirocco, what's wrong? Are you sick? Should I bring an ambulance?—

—Sirocco, you bastard, you said you were divorced, you lied to me again—

Overly high level of concern.

The preceding section contains scattered information about animations and related merchandise.

If he were to bring that large rescue team, the neighbors might think the Darth Vaders had been murdered.

—I woke up feeling refreshed and fully recharged—

—I didn't lie to you, I told you it was my friend's business, right?—

I'll take a look at (the scattered information above) when I have time.

A while later, Cass sent a message:

—It's alright...Okay, let's just say I misunderstood. (Emoji of chibi magical girl Elulu lying on the floor)—

Why is he up so early too?

However, Sirocco was too lazy to ask, assuming that Cass had just glanced at the message while going to the bathroom and replied casually.

Having done all that, Sirocco took out a hair tie from her pocket, tied her hair into a ponytail, and began flipping through the booklet that Brid had given her.

"Hey-"

Following the hand-drawn tutorial above, begin stretching and recovery exercises for your muscles.

It's not very difficult to do.

With knees straight and toes pointed forward, you walk, but in the locker room's washroom, you just walk in circles.

Simultaneously feel the stretch in the back of your calves and the tension in the front of your calves. Maintain your breathing and balance, and don't hold your breath. Walk with your feet flexed like this for 30 seconds to dynamically stretch your calves.

Then perform a dynamic stretch on the back of your thighs, alternating steps forward...

While doing all this, Sirocco reflected on the operation of this trap map.

The biggest lesson learned is to use the "Pure Black Annihilation Ray" as little as possible.

It directly results in the loss of two days' worth of action points, plus a debuff status.

Although his mind was still relatively clear and his limbs could still move with difficulty, he could not communicate properly and was practically useless.

Another thing is the feeling of shooting it out.

He recalled the two instances of using the skill. When clashing with the Hellfire Dragon's skeleton, the range, power, and duration were much greater than the first time, clearly indicating that the skill's power was related to his own leveling up.

If this upgrade continues, let alone Earth, its maximum power might actually be able to penetrate the moon?

Sirocco was sweating profusely; such a high-damage self-destruct skill was really not very useful.

It inflicted eight million casualties on the enemy, but also lost ten million of its own.

Finally, there's the treasure chest.

Don't touch it casually.

I don't have the ability to be a lucky person.

"The effect is really good."

After completing a set of exercises, my lower back didn't ache, my legs didn't hurt, and I felt a comfortable warmth flowing through my body.

He has no problem moving around physically and is in excellent condition.

It seems we can go to the dungeon exploration that was originally scheduled for tomorrow, but we can do it today.

Go find the demon boss lady in the dungeon.

The money I saved up and the ores I planned to exchange should be enough to buy that skill—Alchemy.

If you have that skill, you don't need to rely too much on the "Destruction Mushroom" (Pure Black Annihilation Ray) in emergency situations.

Now that they've decided to go to the dungeon, Sirocco's first task is—

Dye this striking white hair back to black.

He picked up a new bottle of hair dye from behind the mirror cabinet—

"Hey! Brother... the days of you dyeing your hair all the time are over."

Hill hurriedly opened the door and stretched out his right hand to gesture with his fingers:

"Give the hair dye to Hill."

"Hey, good morning. You stayed up late again?"

"I was too tired from the club activities yesterday, so I went to bed early. When I got up and went into my brother's room, he wasn't there, so I guessed that he had come to get his hair dyed."

"...So you're going to stop me? Because this look of mine caught the eye of a creepy old man yesterday, and I absolutely never want to experience it again in my life. Also, I'm going to the dungeon soon, and I don't want to be surrounded by a bunch of people like a panda in a zoo."

"Hmm, brother's just recovered and he's going to the dungeon? Then Hill should come along too!"

"Sure, I was planning to call you anyway."

"But even without gray hair, brother will still be targeted by bad guys, right? (whispering)... Brother, it's okay to wear a hat or mask to cover up when you go out. If anything happens, Hill will protect you."

As she spoke, Hill patted her own breasts, which were more developed than Brid's, and said that she was young but could bounce up, and that she had a promising future.

It's easy to see that the younger sister really likes her current look.

The evidence was that she couldn't resist stroking Sirocco's white ponytail, strands of hair flowing from her fingertips.

Sirocco responded without even thinking:

"No."

After saying that, he opened the hair dye, and a pungent smell wafted out.

"Please! Brother, just for today, this is Hill's lifelong request. Keep this white hair and go out with Hill."

Is it really okay to just casually use up a request for a lifetime?

Hill clasped her hands together in a prayer position, her pitiful eyes brimming with tears.

Well.....

He couldn't resist Hill's innocent gaze.

Considering that she was the one who helped me avoid the suffering of sexual harassment, perhaps I shouldn't be so resolute.

"Brother, if you're so reluctant, can you answer one question for Hill?"

"A problem? If it's just a problem..."

School-related troubles, interpersonal relationships, and the like?

"As long as you answer Hill's question, Hill will stop bothering her brother to dye his hair, whether it's purple or dolphin color, it doesn't matter."

What is dolphin color?

I just want regular black.

Hill's hand encircled Sirocco's waist.

Her pale golden twin ponytails pressed against his chest, her body temperature as high as if she were hugging a large hot water bottle.

Sirocco felt inexplicably that the way she was holding him was somewhat similar to the way she had restrained him last night to prevent him from escaping...

"Brother, have you ever heard of the name 'Beren'?"

"? Of course I've heard of it."

Sirocco answered without hesitation.

Floor 97.2.5 - The Devilish Boss Lady

Hill is listening to Sirocco's heartbeat.