Although Lynn really did not want to offer the system a series of greetings involving eighteen generations of its ancestors right now, his fists had already clenched tight, ready to subject the damned system to a series of inhuman beatings.
Because it never picked its moments at all. It triggered things whenever it pleased, without caring whether it would ruin the mood.
Fuck! (╯‵皿′)╯︵┻━┻
Why don't I ever see it being this proactive normally?!!
It doesn't trigger when it should, and triggers randomly when it shouldn't. This damned system has fallen so far into depravity that it has no conscience left whatsoever! He swore that if it ever dared give him a quest like "Abuse the System However You Please," he would accept it immediately and finish it at lightning speed!!
What kind of utterly evil behavior is this, forcing me to accept?!
Damn it!
Looks like I really have no choice but to accept without hesitation!
This is all the damned system's fault!
(〃´皿`)q
"Older Brother, it really fits you perfectly... You look so handsome..."
After fastening the last button.
Alice stood with her hands pressed dazedly to her chest, gazing at the tall, straight-backed Lynn as he rose with the wheelchair for support.
A black tailcoat adorned with intricate patterns, a carefully prepared Renaissance-style cane, a black top hat, and a monocle-he truly looked both gentlemanly and elegant.
"Mm, if you attended a banquet... in Alice's world, Older Brother, you'd definitely leave lots of noble girls unable to take another step..."
She murmured, her eyes sparkling with admiration and adoration for her handsome Older Brother.
One could say.
This was the benefit of putting every stat point into constitution.
Even someone who had not been particularly good-looking to begin with would gradually have their genes brought closer