Plop.
Hah...
I layed down on my bed, genuinely exhausted.
Using the second movement of my swordart really was tiring...
"You know, S....You should be more careful when leveling up your swordarts.."
"Hm?"
I was a bit surprised that Sora actually started a conversation with me first.
"Why? What are you talking about?"
"S. Whenever you level up your swordart, since your body isn't used to using a more powerful movement, it will have some consequences on your body the first time you use that new movement you unlocked."
I was now a bit confused.
I did remember adding this but since the past main characters were already leveled up, i didnt add any specific details about this information.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Well. The more powerful the swordarts you learn are or the higher level you are, the more painful the consequences would be. You were lucky to get a nosebleed but....There's been more...severe cases of people almost dying after trying a new swordart."
...What?
There's....no way...
..Right?
I don't remember adding this detail in my novel..Or maybe it was just something i forgot to mention before?
Sigh..
This is giving me a headache.
"Alright...thanks for the heads-up..i guess."
"I've given you information that could better prepare you for the futur, since this is still my body...and all you say is "Thank You" with a monotone and bored voice??"
...She talks too much..
..She reminds me of myself back when I was in middle school or early high school.
Those were some embarrassing times.
"Can you shut up? Your giving me a headache."
Responding coldly, i glanced at the time..
It was around 2 pm now.
I could either eat or sleep.
'I'm not really that hungry to be honest, and I feel pretty...'
Yawn..
'...Tired.."
Unconsciously, i closed my eyes and slept almost immediately.
***
"Finally that body-stealer is asleep, she's lucky she's in my body or else I wouldnt have warned her about the dangers of using a new movement..."
"Uh- You did sound a bit more rude...and, body stealer? W-What do you mean by that?"
Sora glared at the black haired soul coldly.
"This is MY original body. This person suddenly kicked me out and tortured me by making me....watch every thing they fucking do..."
Soraya stayed quiet, although she did seem to want to say something but refrained from saying anything.
"....geez are you always this quiet?"
"Uhm...no i'm not-"
"You're so plain, so boring....I wonder how people can even put up with you.."
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