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Source of his headache

"Misty, are you here? Let me borrow your plier!"

"..."

He seemed to be hearing that irritating word, 'plier', again for today. And the voice was different from his savior's.

When the man saw a head popping into the place, he immediately cursed out, annoyed that he didn't have a hypnosis skill which could easily dictate people to believe even the funniest jokes ever invented, nor enough time to set up a tricky illusion within the room.

Lamenting that all his most recently gained points were spent on recovering his health and healing a few injuries, he could only resort to using whatever was left in his inventory.

Yet he found out that a face-changer was the only thing he could use at the moment... if he didn't want to kill this bothersome female guest...

....

'Damn! Now I'm feeling the bad thing about being in an all-girls dorm!'

When the woman, who he just recently knew was called Misty, returned, Ver just couldn't help grimacing badly due to the unnatural smile her delicate, cherry p
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