Volume 4 Chapter 14 Unparalleled Editor Skills
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Soon enough, it turned out that Edit Skill was still pretty cheat-like.
Skills and magic that I couldn’t use originally would just fizzle out when copied, but if the conditions were met, there was no problem using them.
That meant for life skills or Searching skill, I could easily get them just by looking once.
Well, it’s the same as what a skill orb can do, but it’s free, and no one notices the copied skills, so it’s still cheating.
For testing, I let Lady Uno copy some life skills too.
True to her dragon nature, she knew some rare skills that seemed lost to time.
”Firefly Legend” is a skill that makes particles like fireflies glow in the air, showing pictures or words.
Not super practical, but old-time lovers used it for dates in the twilight, apparently.
It’s a convenient skill for me.
Since I can place the glowing bits as I imagine, it works as an output strength device for Edit Skill.
The light is just one color and takes a few seconds to display, so no color or video, but it can show black and white images pretty well.
I quickly used “Firefly Legend” to show Lady Uno the mysterious characters in the skill’s source code.
”I feel like I’ve seen something like this before… humans called it ancient script or something.”
Unfortunately, Lady Uno didn’t seem too interested in the characters.
A bit unreliable, but it seems she at least knows they’re from a long time ago.
She couldn’t read most of it, but she somehow remembered the numbers.
It seems the ancient script only has 4 numbers: 1, 2, 3, 4.
Lady Uno, who hates calculations, seems to like that, but isn’t 4 a bit confusing?
”1, 2, 3, 4, that’s plenty of numbers. You don’t need more than that, do you?”
When it came to math, this dragon was a real disaster.
Letting her handle XP or skill points?
Yeah, that’s a terrible idea.
It’s fine now──we reset the dungeon settings to default.
Crisis avoided.
Checking the source code… Turns out, after 4, the next number isn’t ‘a bunch,’ it’s 11.
Math isn’t exactly my strength either.
Start thinking stuff like ‘5 and 11 are the same number,’ and my brain just short-circuits.
Oh──and get this──there’s no 0.
Makes 0 sense to me, but if you really need it, maybe you can fake it with 1 minus 1 or something.
Not sure if this world even has negative numbers though.
Back in junior high, my math teacher said math is the universal language.
Yeah right──doesn’t exactly hold up in another world.
Or… maybe it does?
They use regular decimal numbers here, too.
The real weirdo is the ancient script, probably.
Oh yeah──Ms. Nina said some countries use weird base-4 money.
”No one remembers those old characters anymore. If you’re that curious, go pester a high elf.”
Speaking of high elves──Lady Hóa comes to mind.
Makes sense.
She totally looks like the type to geek out over ancient texts.
Always wearing that white coat, even with her regular clothes.
Such a textbook scholar.
Next time, I’ll just ask her everything.
”More importantly, why aren’t you attacking me? This mood is perfect!”
She drops that bomb, and for a second, my brain stops working.
A beautiful girl sits beside me, dim firefly light flickering over her face.
Now that she says it, yeah, the vibe’s kind of romantic.
So what does a normal guy do here?
Just lunge at her? No way.
That’s not happening.
If I were her, I’d be freaked out if some guy made a move.
But Lady Uno? She’s an invincible dragon.
For her, it’s all just a game.
”This form? The peak of female human charisma, obviously! My soul showing through and everything!”
Manifesting or whatever──I don’t get that.
But I guess she means, even as a human, she’s still peak dragon charisma.
”Yeah, yeah, you’re like a total sporty beauty. Super cute, for real.”
For sure, Lady Uno is one of the most beautiful women I know.
If there was a girl like her in class, all the guys would probably fall for her.
Come to think of it, I had a secret crush who confessed to me out of the blue once.
I was so flustered, I ended up rejecting her. It’s one of my darkest memories.
Luckily, it seemed like the confession was a dare, so it worked out okay. But there were some weird parts.
I wonder what the real story was.
Now it’s a sweet memory of my youth, but back then, it was no joke.
We saw each other every day until graduation. It was awkward, you know? I thought you couldn’t date classmates.
”If she’s super cute, you’d just attack her, right? You’d attack her, wouldn’t you?”
”Is it okay to attack her?”
Even if she’s a dragon goddess.
I think it’s disrespectful to even think of her as a love interest, but it seems like she wants to be attacked.
”You’ve got some nerve asking, but of course, I’ll kill half of you clueless males.”
Good grief, that Lady Uno is a handful.
She doesn’t even realize how outrageous she’s being, and it’s really troublesome.
”Being half-killed is good enough training.”
”That attitude is rude. If you’re a male, you should charge in, ready to shatter. I’ll heal you afterward.”
Now that I mention it, I’ve heard that dragons in this world breed with the males overpowering the females.
For dragons, mating is like a monster war for humans. If a dragon gets horny near a village, it can cause disaster-level damage.
The problem is that the females are usually larger and stronger. The males have to conquer someone much bigger than them, so dragon males have it tough.
Come to think of it, if the female doesn’t hold back, it’s basically an unwinnable game.
Sometimes, if the males get fed up, they’ll mate with females of other species.
Dragon vitality makes crossbreeding with any species possible, but it’s a bit… I don’t know.
I feel a bit sorry for them, but as a guy who’s not popular, I can sort of sympathize with the dragon males.
”Cut the saint act. Be true to your desires. Just let your hot blood boil and unleash your beastly instincts.”
The more Lady Uno got excited, the more I felt myself calm down.
I’ve got no plans to become a saint, but I don’t like charging in when I know it’s gonna half-kill me.
Wait, could Lady Uno be… in heat?
What triggered it?
According to what Ms. Nina told me, female dragons get turned on by the scent of different blood.
They’ll even recognize a tough guy who keeps getting back up, covered in blood, as their mate.
Maybe I’ve been bleeding too much during my training, and it’s like I’ve got a pseudo-crush on her, dragon-style?
Better calm her down before things get serious.
”I see, you’re not horny enough, are you?”
Being told I’m not horny enough is a first for me.
I thought I was a healthy, horny teenager, but I guess not.
I mean, sure, I do my thing when the time comes, but forcing a dragon down is just too much.
You’d need a whole lot of lives for that kind of job.
”Someone, make this person super horny, blow their mind with it. I’ll give a reward if you do a good job.”
When Lady Uno called out, the space around us started to warp.
Things are getting pretty intense, I can feel it.
What’s about to start?
”If you call, I’ll come at once. Leave it to me.”
The first one to show up was a bit of a mystery lady, cool and full of pheromones.
Her black hair, waving all the way down her back, had serious volume.
She’s got a refined beauty, but she looks like she’s got a bit of a mean streak.
Her thin lips make me shiver for some reason.
She’s not my type, or I’ve never even considered a woman like her for romance… maybe a new door is opening.
She’s wearing a skin-tight rider suit-style outfit that hugs her perfect body.
The glossy black leather opens up wide at the chest, as promised, but why is the hem bell-bottomed?
Rocket boobs and bell-bottoms.
Is she a hero from a Showa era spy movie, or a villainess from a costume hero show?
Well, she’s probably some kind of dark Advanced spirit or something.
”Finally, my 108 bedroom arts will be of use.”
That bedroom art thing… that’s some sexy technique, right?
I don’t really know the how-to, but it sounds intense for sure.
What the heck is gonna happen to me?
Half scared, half excited──I just wait for whatever’s coming.
”All this bedroom stuff is impure. What really matters is love!”
A wall of light bursts out, shielding me from those menacing shadow-black bell-bottoms.
Hair flowing, golden and perfect, she drifts down from the light──she’s like a glowing angel this time.
A total knockout.
Her outfit looks like the city temple guard’s uniform.
It’s sharp──white with red accents. Fancy, super clean, popular with the girls around here.
But this girl’s got gold-thread embroidery instead of red. Way fancier──extra regal vibes.
I’ve seen vice-captains wear silver trim, but gold?
That’s gotta be the real deal, way higher rank. Clothes here are already stupid expensive.
Using gold thread? Only the filthy rich or power-hungry nobles pull that off.
Well, she’s a spirit. Her clothes are probably made with magic or something anyway.
Something’s weird about her chest, though. The outfit doesn’t really show off her body, but even so──pretty flat there.
Was it Otto? Lady Uno warned me about traps (pretty boys who look like girls).
Now I’m staring without thinking.
Apparently there’s a bunch of people with that taste in this world.
What if this is actually a beautiful boy in disguise?
She notices me staring?
Blushing, she covers her chest with both hands.
She looks about Lady Uno’s age, but she still gets embarrassed.
Kinda cute, actually.
Not that Lady Uno is shameless or anything, but getting all flustered makes me more self-conscious than someone just baring it all.
”Ohoho, well now! Looks like the fun’s about to start!”
Out of nowhere, Ms. Frapatica bursts in and squeezes me tight.
She’s loving it. Total festival spirit.
Real Edo-town girl, that’s for sure.
Even as a high-level spirit, she’s as warm and soft as any human.
Pretty wild.
The hug? Perfect pressure. Professional level.
Is she doing it on purpose, or just naturally terrifying? Hard to say. Either way, she’s a handful.
”Jumping in for a hug like that──way too obvious. Think about what personal space means.”
Ms. Exceneca shoots Ms. Frapatica a warning look, then loops her finger gently around mine.
She leans in close, barely resting her weight on me.
Is this her idea of keeping things decent?
Okay, yeah, my heart still pounds.
Even like this, it’s a thrill.
”Oh? That’s how it’s done? Gotta hand it to the pro over here──knows all the moves, huh.”
Ms. Frapatica grabs my other hand, like she’s not backing down, then puts her weight on my shoulder.
Suddenly, I’ve got a beauty on each arm. Not bad. Not bad at all. Feels almost too good.
First time in my life with gorgeous women fighting over me──like, am I the main guy in some romcom or what?
I’m so lucky it’s actually starting to freak me out.
”Let me join the fun, too.”
Two soft things press into my back.
That lush chest only belongs to the Security Chief.
With her hugging me tight, I can tell she’s way taller than I realized.
Her chest is basically on my shoulder as she wraps me up from behind.
Wait──shouldn’t she be working security right now?
There’s probably no intruders, but if she’s left her post, won’t Lady Uno scold her?
Lady Uno… doesn’t seem to care.
She’s the one who called everyone here, anyway.
”Don’t just go for a surprise hug. First, you start like this.”
Ms. Frapatica shows off, swinging my hand she’s holding like it’s a trophy.
Yeah.
We’re like best buddies, aren’t we?
Back in grade school, I thought love went: confess, hold hands, kiss.
Maybe even spirits think that way, too.
”Even if you say that, uh, this is a bit much for me.”
The Security Chief, seeing my hands all caught, clings to me and won’t let go.
Now I’ve got soft squish from both sides──and the back.
Honestly, this is the comfiest dogpile ever.
”You’re too soft. Lady Uno wants him all riled up, you know.”
A shadowy figure in a black bell-bottom suit approached, hands fluttering excitedly.
I can’t run with these flower-shaped hands, and the Security Chief has my back all locked up tight.
I’m stuck here, completely immobile.
Am I caught in some sort of honey trap, surrounded by beautiful women?
Is this the ultimate seduction?
My desperate situation was saved by a new beauty who inserted herself between me and the bell-bottoms.
She had loosely tied honey-colored hair, a wheat-colored complexion, and a D-cup that seemed almost modest.
Is it a trick of perspective, or do her D-cups look small because of the watermelon-sized objects pressing on my shoulders?
Something feels off about her outfit: a peach tube-top paired with lime green hot pants.
She looks like a trendy city girl from a bygone era.
The bell-bottoms are pretty out-there too, and the material is a mystery.
It’s not cloth, leather, or vinyl.
I’d like to touch it and find out, but that’s just not an option.
How many more are going to show up, though?
There are already 6 of them, which seems like a full set if they represent the 6 elements, but there might be more than one per element.
If the Lamia sisters show up, we’re in real trouble.
I scan the area cautiously, but it seems like no more reinforcements are coming.
The 3 attached to my hands and back seem like they’re on my side.
A tomboy?
And the hot pants-wearing D-cup seems neutral, maybe leaning towards strength?
The only real enemy here is the bell-bottoms, shrouded in darkness and alone.
But I can’t move.
What do I do?
”Leave this to me, as if I were Sir Saburou’s wife.”
The situation shifted when Ms. Exceneca, who was holding my left hand, betrayed me.
That’s rough, I really trusted her.
What is a wife, anyway? Does telling a spirit your name mean you’re married?
Well, ‘like a wife’ doesn’t mean she’s actually my wife.
It’s not that I don’t want to marry Ms. Exceneca, but choosing a life partner is a top-tier decision. It’s not something to rush into.
”I’m the sneaky one, I told Saburou my name first, so I win.”
”Oh my, are you familiar with the ways of human love?”
”Just ’cause you’re experienced, doesn’t mean you can boss around. In the end, you got tossed aside, right?”
”In the grand scheme, a spirit and a mere human──our fates (luck) were never meant to be! Sir Saburou, blessed by the elves, is the true match for my (luck) fate!”
While I hesitated, a ridiculous argument started on both sides.
Huh? Wait, did Ms. Exceneca used to date a human guy?
She’s talking about being dumped and stuff, seems like there’s a lot more to this.
”Sir Saburou, even if it’s just while you’re here, please treat me as your wife. Do you dislike a woman as tarnished as me?”
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