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

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However, Sirocco felt that the sooner the better. In mid-May, he and his sister would receive the dungeon quest and begin their mission.

Tomorrow I'll take my younger sister to the leveling spot on the second floor to practice her new skills.

I won't be going to the underground city on Sunday; I'll give myself a temporary break.

Take a break from your stress and plan your date for the day after tomorrow.

Really been waiting.

What kind of clothes will Beren wear?

What style and color of underwear will you wear? A dress or leggings? Straight hair or a ponytail? Black or white stockings? Lace or solid color?

"Hey hey hey..."

To an outsider, it would appear as a black-haired girl holding a coffee in one hand, her other hand bent over, propping up her chin, her flushed cheeks radiating an evil, wicked grin.

"Sirocco? You're here! I've finally found you."

Hearing that all-too-familiar voice, Sirocco looked up:

"Cass... what are you doing here? Aren't you going to play piggyback rides with the other kids?"

"Sirocco, do you really have to look so disappointed..."

That being said, Sirocco walked toward the vending machine:

"What would you like to drink? It's on me today."

Although it sounds strange for someone like me, who owes Cass over a million dollars, to say this, let's keep things separate.

"Thank you, afternoon tea will do."

"I understand, because this brand is collaborating with Ai Lulu, right?"

"Haha...yes, I'm collecting bottle illustrations."

After scanning the QR code to pay, the vending machine dispenses a 300ml pink PET bottle of black tea, printed with an image of Ai Lulu in a revealing outfit beating up an octopus monster.

Sirocco handed it to Cass, and the two sat down on the bench together.

They toasted each other in silence, while Sirocco sipped his drink.

"What are your thoughts on killing Cliff?"

Sirocco asked bluntly.

Cass took a leisurely sip of black tea, tracing the rim of the bottle with his slender fingertips, and replied slowly:

"Nothing much, just a special feeling."

Cass's expression suggested that he was thinking of something beautiful and worth reminiscing about.

“Sirocco, you told me before that there should be no mercy for the enemy. He and his companions have done so many terrible things to us, it’s time for it all to end... The loser should leave the stage.”

"Hmm, not bad. Minos deserve to die."

"A minotaur? Cliff is human, isn't he...?"

"To be honest, that killing move of yours was really powerful. Did you secretly practice it?"

"Ah, um. I guess so. I wanted to give you a surprise, Sirocco."

The surprise is Cliff's head? Your surprise is a bit too extreme.

"However, the side effect of this move is that I won't be able to use magic for a day or even two, since it's a strike that drains all my strength... But I still have the stamina to run. By the way, I gave this move a really cool name."

"Name your ultimate move? What should it be called?"

Sirocco was just asking casually.

“It’s called the ‘Xilo Slash’.”

"puff--!"

Sirocco spat out a mouthful of coffee.

"Change it right now! What were you thinking, naming a skill after someone else?! If you don't change it, I'm cutting ties with you."

When Kas defeated the final boss, he shouted "Sirocco Slash!" and everyone at the scene asked, "What is Sirocco?" Then it was widely reported by the media, and eventually Sirocco came after him... It was so embarrassing that he wanted to die.

"Hey hey... He's obviously very cool, isn't he? When Ai Lulu uses her skill, people say 'Ai Lulu's beam'."

“They’re a virtual character, I’m a real person, the two can’t be compared. Anyway, change it for me.”

"Alright then..."

Cass was disappointed.

Anyway.

Sirocco sipped his coffee, observing Cass's expression.

Although this guy has some weird taste.

Compared to their first meeting, Cass has lost his naivety and now exudes a sharp and piercing aura.

From now on, I can put less effort into him.

"Speaking of which, Sirocco, the classmates want to throw a victory celebration party..."

"I dont go."

"I'm not done yet!"

"Those kinds of places where teenagers get high and have promiscuous sex are not for me. Those girls are only interested in handsome guys and popular guys. They are probably setting up a trap to catch you, a potential catch."

"Sirocco, what kind of dark prejudice is this...?"

Wow, he doesn't deny that he's handsome.

It should be said that Cass won, so why are they joining in? They just want an excuse to vent their youth without having to go to the dungeon.

A student's duty is to study hard.

Is it reasonable to think about throwing parties all the time? (Prejudice)

"What did Brid and Corcy say? Are they going?"

"If they go, you'll go too?"

"Even if they go, I won't go."

"Uh, oh... Brid said it doesn't matter, but Corcy said there are too many girls and she doesn't want to go. The girls are discussing where to go."

Corsi...

If Brid's affection for Corsi increased through their shared experiences in battle, then Corsi deepened their relationship through everyday events.

Last time, Cass unlocked Corcy's workplace, I wonder if he's been showing up there often to increase his favorability.

"And you, do you personally want to go?"

Cass thought for a moment:

"I don't care, they meant well. Actually, I came to you to ask... what's your decision?"

"What to consider?"

"You're faking it again... I took down Cliff, perfectly."

Cass stood up straight, his posture so upright it was as if his nose was about to pop out.

Sirocco certainly knew.

Cass was referring to the agreement.

"Okay, sure. Let's go out and have some fun together."

Upon seeing Sirocco agree, Cass couldn't hide his joy:

"Then Sunday! That's the day the new Pretty Cure movie is coming out, and I'll be there with you..."

"Sunday won't work, I have a date. Tomorrow, Saturday, is fine."

"Huh? What... a date?"

Cass was stunned.

"You mean you're going out with your sister?"

Why should I go on a date with my sister?

"Huh? No? Then it's with Sister Cohen..."

"Don't say such terrifying things, my dad really would kill me. Can't you just think about dating a girl normally?"

"girl?"

Kas squeezed the plastic bottle tightly, and the plastic bottle body easily deformed.

"The girl that Sirocco...likes?"

Seeing Cass's incredulous expression, Sirocco felt like he had won.

"Crackling sound, that's right!"

Sirocco closed his eyes and responded with an air of utter arrogance, arms crossed.