Possessed by Evil Spirit

Actually, based on Feeney's deduction, the third draw should have been around next week, but it came early now, and he understood some of the reasons behind it.

He had noticed long ago, back when he could rely on skills to increase his Experience Bar, that using skills on people yielded more experience.

Especially when dealing damage to someone or fighting with skills, the Experience Bar filled up faster.

But because the 'Golden Great Deduction Technique' was too weak for self-defense, 'Sumire's Fried Chicken Roll' couldn't be used for fighting, and he was afraid of being discovered, Feeney simply couldn't gain experience through combat.

Fortunately, the part about skills working on people was easier to solve. After discovering this, Feeney no longer felt stupid or ugly.

I'm incredibly smart, I'm super handsome, I'll be invincible!

Except for the last one, the first two, after eight years of the 'Golden Great Deduction Technique' taking effect, had made Feeney the famous skipping-grade genius and Campus Hunk at school, ranking first in grades and about to graduate high school at fifteen.

So, after today's two fights, the Experience Bar that should have naturally filled up in two weeks was topped off early.

After eight years, he could finally draw again, and Feeney couldn't help feeling a bit nervous. Afraid of pulling another weak combat ability like 'Sumire's Fried Chicken Roll', he didn't draw immediately, planning to go home, bathe, and pray first.

Seeing Skye's little face still wrinkled with worry, Feeney immediately guessed what she was thinking and smiled to comfort her: "Alright, I've kept it hidden from you for ten years; it won't be exposed that easily."

Hearing this, Skye couldn't help rolling her eyes and said defiantly, "That's because I never bothered to look into it."

Actually, Skye was right. Living together day and night, Feeney must have slipped up unconsciously, like that afternoon, but Skye had never thought about it that way, so she never found out.

Seeing Feeney's relaxed expression that didn't seem fake, Skye temporarily set aside her worries. She looked at the pistol on the table and asked, "So what about this thing? Take it back?"

Feeney followed her gaze to the pistol. The dirty body clearly wasn't a good weapon, but he had fired it earlier, so it was still usable.

"There are still a few bullets left. Leave it in the shop just in case."

In this country, in this city, this thing wasn't that rare, as evidenced by those two thugs getting their hands on one.

Feeney stood up, hid the gun in a spot that was both concealed and easy to reach, then turned back to Skye with a smile:

"Alright, let's clean up the shop quickly and get ready to go home. You haven't told me how much we made today. Since something unexpected happened, I'll give you twenty percent!"

Skye rolled her eyes cutely. Though she knew Feeney was just saying this to help her shake off what happened, she still said fiercely, "No way, I want compensation for emotional distress. I'm taking half of today's earnings as payback."

Feeney put on an impossible expression, which made Skye can't help but smile, and her mood gradually recovered from the earlier scare.

After a quick tidy-up, Feeney rode home in Skye's car. As soon as they walked in, their Parents scolded them for coming back so late, then urged them to wash up and eat.

Feeling the warmth of Family, Skye shook her head, trying hard not to think about what happened earlier. She glanced at Feeney, who looked calm as if nothing was wrong, and felt like everything today was so unreal.

At the dinner table, Feeney's Family ate together. His father, named Eli, was one of the more famous lawyers in New York, so he quickly noticed that Skye seemed a bit off.

"Did something happen at the shop today?"

Eli asked with concern while eating. The reason Skye could get a shop in the expensive Upper East Side was partly due to her parents' connections.

"No, no, the shop's fine. You wouldn't believe it—those people were begging to invest in Feeney again, wanting him to open a branch sooner!" Skye quickly shook her head. She had promised Feeney to keep the secret, and she didn't want her Parents to know what happened tonight.

Hearing Skye's words, Eli couldn't help but smile and looked at Feeney, saying, "I really wonder who that Kid learned that dish from. Your Mother can't replicate his flavor no matter how she tries."

Of course she can't—it's a superpower!

Watching Feeney purse his lips and stay silent, Skye thought to herself. Indeed, who would have thought that dish was actually a superpower?

Hearing her husband belittle her cooking, Feeney's Mother, Vera, wasn't happy. She criticized him while muttering that it was pretty much the same anyway.

Feeling the warmth and happiness of home, Skye gradually let go of her worries and joined in, filling the room with laughter and chatter.

After dinner and a shower, especially washing his hands, Feeney returned to his room. Since tomorrow was the weekend and he didn't have school, he planned to draw the skill now.

"Please, please, please, don't give me another cooking skill."

After five minutes of silent prayer and a heartfelt wish, Feeney took a Deep Breath and began drawing the skill.

Before drawing, he tried using the 'Golden Great Deduction Technique', but either his mind wasn't calm enough or the system didn't allow such cheating—it just wouldn't work.

But fortunately, the Final Result wasn't bad.

"Possessed by Evil Spirit"

"From: Akame ga Kill"

"Description: An armor that houses an Ancient Life and can continuously evolve."

Feeling the skill information in his mind, Feeney was a bit excited. Though his memory was fuzzy after so many years, he still had some recollection of this being the protagonist's final equipment in Akame ga Kill.

"But this is an Imperial Arm, right? How can it count as a skill!?"

Feeney was puzzled, but then he thought—if 'Sumire's Fried Chicken Roll' could be a skill, then an Imperial Arm being a skill wasn't that big a deal.

Worried that using the skill might cause a commotion, Feeney didn't dare try it in his room. He planned to find an empty place tomorrow to test it. Though he didn't know the effects yet, he was still excited.

In another year, Iron Man would make his high-profile debut. After that, all kinds of disasters would come one after another. He had been worried before, since the 'Golden Great Deduction Technique' wasn't strong enough, only good for dealing with Ordinary People.

As for 'Sumire's Fried Chicken Roll'...

It's not like aliens would show up and be sent away with some fried chicken rolls.

"I hope it's a powerful ability!"

Without seeing the real effect, Feeney couldn't be sure 'Possessed by Evil Spirit' would be strong. After all, going by the description alone, the 'Golden Great Deduction Technique' could beat anything—but he just couldn't bring out that effect.

Feeney didn't expect 'Possessed by Evil Spirit' to be explosively powerful. As long as it could at least match 'ordinary' people like Hawkeye or Black Widow, he'd be more than satisfied.

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