Klein's face instantly turned pale, confirming Angel's suspicions.
Sure enough, for some reason, he had developed a feeling of fear. Was he simply afraid of me, or of some item on me?
Or was he afraid of women?
Watching the "Mad Adventurer" avert his gaze and freeze in place, unwilling to move, Angel felt both surprised and slightly tempted to tease him.
"Is this the negative effect of the Mystical Item you just acquired?"
She asked softly, moving closer and closer until their bodies touched.
"I... yes..."
Klein felt his heart pounding in his chest. His body trembled uncontrollably, and every hair on his body stood on end as if he had been electrocuted.
This was not excitement from being close to Angel, but the negative effect of the Mystical Item—or rather, the Mystical Weapon—he had just bought for 9,000 pounds: Death Knell.
Bang—
A bright yellow flame burst from within Klein's formal suit, and his figure vanished into it, reappearing instantly in the bedroom.
He then lunged for the door, quickly locking it and separating himself from Angel. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
When he turned around, that terrifying woman was smiling sweetly at him.
She followed me by using the lingering flames from my Flame Leap... Klein shut his eyes in agony, not daring to look at her again. Aside from marveling at Angel's talent for combat, all he had left was fear of women.
If there had not been even more women out on the streets, he would have fled in panic long ago and waited for the negative effect to fade before returning.
"What exactly is wrong with you?"
Seeing Klein's entire body stiffen as though he were about to collapse, Angel sighed. She stopped trying to approach him and instead