88th
Hassan’s Holiday
088 ? Hassan’s Holiday #1
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The stick is my reward.
I was quite excited about this reward, so I couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
My reward was a stick that looked sturdy, but it was also a stick that was so common that it would be hard to find again if you just stuck it in the field.
Of course, I couldn’t show my disappointment so openly. If I did, even this stick might be taken away.
“I like it, but….”
“One of my colleagues had a guy who used exactly that club. He was a fearsome warrior. There was nothing he couldn’t break with that club.”
At the mention of a fearsome warrior’s club, I glanced again at the stick in my hand.
“What the heck is this?”
Maybe a magic wand? Maybe if you chant a spell and hit the ground, gold coins will come out? Damn, that’s going too far.
No matter how I look at it, it looks like an ordinary club – Actaeon explains while I open my narrow eyes.
“An olive tree blessed by Minerva. It was cut down, hammered, and compressed. It looks light and thin, but you are holding a whole tree.”
“Is that so?”
Shit, when I hear you say that, the club looks different again.
Is this really a compressed version of a tree? Honestly, it sounds like a tall tale, but in this world, tall tales sometimes become reality, so it’s hard to believe.
Because it’s a world where magic and sorcery exist, and where there are dwarves who build houses in one day.
Anyway, while I was so surprised, Actaeon continued speaking.
“What’s even more surprising is that the tree is still alive and well even though the base of its roots has been cut off. That’s because it was blessed by Minerva.”
“Are you saying this isn’t dead yet?”
“Not only did he not die, but he will absorb his friend’s karma and grow stronger in the future. And as his friend grows, the club will also become stronger and more solid.”
A weapon that grows with its owner. So there is something like that in this world.
Actually, I was thinking that I needed a new weapon. Just the day before, I had fought the black warrior of the cult and my two swords had been reduced to pieces of scrap metal.
I was wondering if it could be repaired or if it would be better to buy a new one?
Hoong, phew!
I swung the club in the air a few times.
It didn’t have the feel of cutting through the wind as sharply as a sword, but I still liked it because it had a rough and refreshing feel, unlike swords that require maintenance such as oiling and techniques such as the condition of the blade.
If it were just a matter of swinging it with force, I could easily follow along.
“It looks like you like it, right?”
“It’s good.”
“The Count’s daughter personally gave the club a name. A weapon with a name is something even Actaeon has never had before.”
Actaeon smiled faintly and put the pudding-like dessert into his mouth in one go.
Then he stands up and mutters to himself, “Symphony, harmony. Please.”
Rustle rustle.
Then, the female attendants with sky-blue twin tails who had been waiting behind him took out clothes from the bags they were carrying and draped them over Actaeon’s body.
Soon the pervert wearing only underwear disappeared and a man wearing something that looked like a neat suit appeared in front of me.
That sight had a strangely powerful force, and I ended up feeling intimidated. Shit, isn’t that person too different?
“Clothes really do make a man.”
“It’s a shame that I have to hide my beautiful body, but I can’t help it. Today, I have a meeting with the upper echelons of the Mars Guild regarding social issues. I can’t show myself in an informal manner.”
“Is that so?”
“Anyway, Lady Youngae herself gave you the name. She is talented in that regard. The name of the club is Fear Crusher. And Hassan of Samaria, another name that will be attached to you.”
Fear Crusher, Hassan?
It was a name that sent shivers down my spine. It was like a name that I would proudly scribble down in a notebook in middle school that no one would ever see.
But there was something so cringey about nicknames in this world. Do people like that kind of thing?
Anyway, this ordinary-looking club has a pretty vicious name. Honestly, I don’t think I’ll ever go around saying that name myself… .
“Friend, I’m going to get up first because I’m busy with some social matters. You can enjoy your meal with the Ideophee girl. And then…”
Actaeon, who appeared to be about to leave, paused for a moment and trailed off to say something.
“What else is there?”
“How is Hippolyte? If she’s a friend of the Mars Guild, I’m sure we’ve met at least once.”
Actaeon seemed to be acquainted with Hippolyta. After all, they were both influential adventurers in Sodomora, so it wouldn’t be strange if they were acquainted.
Of course, I was also friendly with Hippolyta. I was treated one-sidedly by her. I was treated one-sidedly in many ways.
“Well, it seems like you’re doing well. Should I tell you about it when I see you next?”
“No, it’s not like that. It’s not like our relationship with her is that good. No, but I think it would be okay to share a story or two. Let’s see-”
Actaeon groaned as if he was trying to choose his words. After about a minute, he thought of something good to say and said lightly.
“The warrior’s task is not over yet-. I guess this much will suffice.”
“What do you mean? Can I just say that?”
“If it’s Hippolyte, I’m sure she’ll understand just by saying that much. Anyway, it was nice meeting you, my friend.”
* * *
Luna’s meal was over about thirty minutes after Actaeon left.
Luna, who had been eating them like a person possessed by swamp snails, groaned loudly, saying, “Euuugh-.” as if she couldn’t go in any more.
It’s as if the sound is the screams of the snails inside Luna’s stomach, feeling wronged.
“Hey, let’s get up now, Hassan.”
Still, Luna seems to regret it and puts more Sora in between her clothes. Later, when I earn a lot of money, I have to take Luna to buffets and such.
So we left the Minerva Guild and went back to Luna’s cabin together.
Only after Luna filled her pockets and her pockets with the skylarks that were in them into the jar did she finally exclaim in relief.
“I won’t have to worry about food for a few days…!”
“Yeah, that’s good.”
“More than that, Hassan! What’s that stick?”
Luna, who had been concerned about what to eat until just a moment ago, only then noticed the club hanging on my waist.
“I heard this is the compensation you received this time.”
“Conservatives are just a club? That seems too petty.”
“He said it wasn’t just a club.”
“Hassan, I think you were fooled. Hassan is easier to fool than you think. Hmm, I guess I should have been there for you.”
It was Luna looking at me with gloomy eyes.
How many times have I been fooled by Luna before? It hasn’t been that long, but it feels like a long time ago. That’s how it was back then.
“I don’t know, Actaeon said it was good. Want to touch it?”
I handed Luna the club, the fear crusher. Luna picked it up with both hands and opened her eyes wide as if she was very surprised.
“Ouch, it’s thick!”
“yes?”
“And it’s harder and heavier than I thought… . But, it feels alive? What is it? Is it just my imagination?”
“I don’t think it’s just my imagination. I think he said he was really alive. He said he would absorb my karma or something and continue to grow.”
“Wow! So that’s called a Living Weapon! Isn’t that something incredibly rare!? Oh my, then I deserve to receive it as compensation! If anything, it feels like they’re overpaying for it…!”
Luna looked around at the stick in her hand. Her emerald eyes shimmered with a strange light, and it seemed as if she was quite coveting the item I had received as compensation.
Luna, who had been disappointed just a moment ago, is reacting like this. So, does that mean the item itself is fine?
“Hassan’s club… .”
“I heard that the Countess Youngae gave it a name. T, Terror Crusher…”
It’s a bit embarrassing to reveal the name. Would it be better if I called it in English? What is Terror Crusher in English?
While I was thinking like that, Luna carefully examined the savage club in her hand, turning it around in various ways.
“Fear Crusher… . Thick, tough… .”
Luna, who had been mumbling like that, soon brought the club in front of her nose and sniffed it.
“It smells too… .”
Then he stuck his tongue out and licked it to taste it.
licking.
“…It tastes like wood.”
“It tastes like wood because it’s wood. Anyway, is this enough for compensation? To be honest, I thought gold would be better.”
“Anyone can get gold if they work hard, but living weapons are impossible to get no matter how hard you work. This is much better!”
“Well, that’s fortunate.”
Does that mean Actaeon’s arrangement was appropriate?
“Anyway, Hassan also got a silence totem. Now he’s my pair…!”
Luna seemed more pleased that the weapon I had acquired was a blunt weapon similar to her Silence Totem than that it was so precious and important.
The world’s first matching couple item is not a ring or a T-shirt, but a couple weapon. This item would only be possible in a truly fantastical world.
Of course, I didn’t feel too bad either.
Whatever it was, I liked writing something similar to Luna because I felt like it further developed our relationship.
* * *
And so another night passed.
I told her that it would be better to sleep with Luna because the cultist who hasn’t given up yet might attack again.
Luna seemed to hesitate for a moment, but soon gave permission, perhaps thinking it was the right decision.
Honestly, from my perspective, I thought I might be able to do something naughty under the cover of darkness at night.
The atmosphere didn’t flow as well as I had expected, so I had to be content with just sleeping under the same blanket.
How do so many couples create such an atmosphere? As a beginner in love, I had no idea.
Are you just going to start by touching it forcefully?
No, if that’s the case, even Luna would hate it.
Because of that, if I were to be hated and say something like, “Don’t ever touch my body again!”, I would be so sad that I would probably cry. Just thinking about it made me feel like I was eating something I had eaten earlier.
So I was wondering how I could capture that kind of mood in the future. While I was running the simulator in my head for a while.
“Ugh-.”
Luna trimmed her voice very quietly.
“Uh-huh, huh.”
Suddenly he started humming.
“Luna, did you trim it just now?”
“… I, I didn’t do that!”
“Don’t lie. I heard everything.”
“Ah! I said I didn’t do it…!”
Luna was really mad at me. Was she embarrassed about trimming? I was just cute, but Luna might feel embarrassed.
It’s refreshing in a way that we’ve been through so much and are blushing over something like this.
“Huh-.”
But Luna stopped getting angry and let out a rather heavy breath. Then I gently grabbed Luna’s wrist.
Deering-.
『Name: Luna Noxdotty Lv. 11
Strength: 3
Agility: 6
Stamina: 2
Quirks: 《Running around》》Eater-loving》》Nocturnal》
Status: Curse of Nox》Curse of Erebor》Acute Stagnation》
Indeed, after feeling her pulse, it seemed like Luna had overeaten and her stomach was overloaded. Should we assume that she had indigestion?
Hey, I knew it.
So I pressed the thick part of Luna’s palm between her thumb and index finger. This is the Hegok point.
This is a multi-purpose acupuncture point that once helped Daphne with her indigestion. When you press on it, it feels refreshing and makes you feel very good.
“Ah, ah!”
However, Luna struggles as if she is dying of pain. In fact, if you press this area when you are not feeling well, some people may feel severe pain.
“Even if it hurts, bear with it for a little longer.”
“Hasaaaan-! Ah, it hurts!”
But I was puzzled why Luna was in so much pain. I didn’t even press that hard.
So I wondered what the heck was going on, so I threw off the covers and got up to look at Luna’s palm.
As Luna activated her glowing hand to light up the dark room, spots that she had never seen before appeared on her palm.
Ten acupuncture points.
An acupressure point located at the base of each fingernail. This is also the place where the hand is pricked with a needle to relieve pain.
Anyway, what does it mean that there are tiny spots like grains of rice floating on the ten-line acupoints, unlike the usual thumb-sized spots?
There’s only one thing that comes to my mind.
“Luna, where did you put the needle?”
“Ha, Hassan, why the needle!?”
Luna began to tremble as I held her hand. She looked like a frightened sheep, as if she was about to burst into tears.
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I think I uploaded it too much yesterday, so I’m uploading the rest of it too.
