Of the ten beggars I know... I am eight of them.
It seems funny how dirty I am.
I sigh... Almost three hours just for the smell to go away.
Not that Lydia had anything to do with the delay...
We played a little more, but it was a quick game. Not to mention the campers showing up from time to time to take a shower.
Some left when they saw us, and others didn't care and did what they had to do.
But I'll tell you what. What a sense of community these people have. Zero respect for others...
Since there were more unsuspecting people than those who didn't give a damn, it just meant that no one warned each other.
Not that I hadn't already noticed that yesterday. How can you see someone about to be molested and not help?
... Well, I can understand their side, but not even warning them about it?
It's not exactly unprofessional, but they don't even seem like a team. Interrupting my time like this...
I mean, I'd be pissed if they didn't tell me that there were two crazy people doing lewd acts in the creek where everyone bathes...
By the way, why are they bathing in a creek?
Is your department also stingy? I'll tell you...
Now that I stop to think about it. This squad is lacking a lot of resources...
I think I was right about something happening; otherwise, why would a Rank B be in charge of this operation and have so many Rank D and C around here?
Bianca is the only one around here who compares to that chicken...
The rest shouldn't even be here with everything that's going on.
It seems I was right to consider several possibilities and that this is a squad put together on the spot when talking to Bianca.
It's okay that my eyes were irritated when looking at the mana of the people here — I probably looked like a crackhead, but I can't do anything about it, not to mention that it's quite useful.
I would have died in the middle of nowhere without this "vision." Being mistaken for illegal drug users is the least of it.
Anyway, it was only because of these factors and Grandpa that I felt comfortable and ended up not screwing up.
I was able to conduct the conversations I had and negotiate with Bianca with a certain degree of calm.
Whatever happened outside the Amazon, it was good. Bianca ended up stopping here; otherwise, I would have been screwed.
I would probably have been too nervous in front of an S-Rank. Not to mention that I wouldn't have had a shred of his interest.
... An S-Rank wouldn't even have come to see me, or rather, there wouldn't be anyone here in the Amazon yet. All because such a being would have already discovered the cause, the dead constellation, and would have left.
I'm alive by chance. I'm all fucked up by chance. Everything that happened was pure chance...
Damn. Chance fucked me good...
It's funny how all this shit happened to me because of other events, totally unrelated to me. Simply too far from the cause, but still caught by the effect and consequence, haha.
... How am I going to tell my jokes on this absurd scale?
I have to eat a lot of beans and rice along the way.
The only thing I have in my favor is my unreliable mind. I can't even use my mana anymore.
The Rite of Flesh and Blood is very situational. What's the point of me biting someone if he or she doesn't bite me back?
Not to mention that I'm not sadistic enough to use this on someone weaker, not that there are many out there weaker than me. Anyway, it's totally unnecessary in any case.
My only use for the Rite would be against monsters, magical creatures, and maybe in something like interrogations... Although I'm not into the latter. Masochistic talk.
As for mana absorption, I'm not sure. What would happen if I used it? I already lost my arm using mana, but what would possibly happen if I absorbed it?
Would I combust? Or does it depend on the amount and quality of the mana absorbed? If so, could it bring impurities to my mana quality, or would it be stored in the crimson symbols?
What would happen when they were saturated in that case?
Does Tsujima Akaji also have this ability? Probably, but I think mine is different because of the amount of lilies we ate. I doubt he ate more than I did.
And this isn't even an arrogant or delusional conclusion on my part. The rift he found was classified as Rank C, and the lilies were probably a reward for closing the rift itself.
If not, how lucky would he be to find such a resource in a limited space connecting Earth to another planet?
So many questions...
I am a very limited person.
To make matters worse, I'm not even good at fighting. I know a few moves here and there, but nothing special.
Zero combat experience, other than street fights.
I have to be creative. Use my limitations to grow.
I'm no genius. Yes, I'm intelligent, but the mind only prevails over the body with support or something that can back me up.
... Unfortunately or fortunately, I can no longer accept the complacent and passive me. Probably everything I do will be useless; it may go wrong, I may die, but that's nothing new.
Sigh.
I hope I get something good out of these transplants and that they can open up some possibilities now and not be something for later.
Ironically, madness is proving to be a great ally... How crazy.
Because I'm crazy, the thought of something being crazy or not has disappeared...
... Well, there are exceptions.
I opened my eyes and looked at Lydia. There are those who are even crazier...
Being suffocated underwater would definitely not be something I would think of.
Madness.
And why did I agree to this?