The rest scattered in every direction, vanishing before my eyes.
"Haah... haah... haah..."
I panted heavily, a bead of sweat running down my forehead. I raised a hand to wipe it away, then looked over the corpses scattered across the ground.
"Damn, that felt good! Five years—five years since I've felt this good! Ha..."
I let out a long breath. It felt like the frustration weighing on my heart had eased a little after that satisfying fight.
It had been a total rout. I'd crushed every last one of those several thousand bugs.
I rolled my shoulders, only then noticing the blood coursing through my whole body. I felt like I had an endless supply of energy.
Of course, that was just an
illusion. Once I'd used up all my stamina, I'd get hungry.
After expending so much energy, I couldn't help worrying about what I'd eat later.
I looked at the corpses all over the ground and sighed helplessly. Was I going to have to eat these things?
Ugh, gross.
I took a change of clothes out of my bag, then quickly removed my armor. Inside the circle Gin-san had curled up into, I changed and wiped away the sweat from my workout.
There was always a faint fragrance about me now, like flowers, but not too cloying.
Mm... sweat that came with its own perfume function...
Seriously, what the heck.
After wiping off the sweat, I tossed the fragrant towel aside and looked at the pieces of armor I'd removed, along with the half-meter-long nails on my right hand.
I basically couldn't retract them.
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Part of my shinbone couldn't be retracted either.
Looking at all the armor on the ground, I couldn't help feeling a headache coming on.
But as I wondered what to do