Heath had been looking forward to the chef's eye task for a long time, so his excitement when he finally completed it was easy to imagine. He eagerly reached into his pocket and felt around, then pulled out a bottle of eye drops.
"Huh, aren't these those eye drops I saw before, the ones that make your eyes brighter with every drop?" Heath looked at his chef's eye with a strange expression. He had thought obtaining it would let him see what he wanted to see directly, but he hadn't expected it to be a bottle of eye drops.
He could only say it was very reasonable indeed. Heath felt that his Golden Finger might be considering how to keep things reasonable at all times, which was why even a quest reward like chef's eye had to be handed out in the form of eye drops.
Curious, Heath checked the manufacturer: Silph Co. Advanced Laboratory.
"I have no idea where this obsession with being reasonable came from. Couldn't you just give it to me directly?" Heath barely had the energy to complain. He even had to apply the chef's eye reward himself. He had no idea when his Golden Finger had developed this habit of insisting on reasonableness.
Almost as soon as Heath said that, he felt as though something was watching him. An immense power, an indescribably powerful being, gazed at him, then quickly vanished, nearly making him think he had imagined it.
He picked up the eye drops, opened his eyes, and skillfully dripped them in. After blinking a few times and letting them absorb fully, Heath discovered that the bottle in his hand had disappeared.
"It feels... like nothing's changed. I thought it'd be something like those golden eyes." Heath blinked. The pedestrians on the street all