How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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No, that's not the point!

Katya was a little anxious, mainly because she was worried about how to explain this thing to her family.

It'll definitely be mistaken for a dungeon monster, right? But dungeon monsters can't get to the surface, and most importantly, this thing is just too disgusting.

Sirocco didn't answer.

Upon closer reflection, I realized that most people would probably be asleep by now.

Katya made one more call, threatening to jump off the building if the call wasn't answered, and then she would get help from others.

This time, the phone rang twice before the other party answered.

—Cass? What's up so late?—

The phone is ringing!

"Sirocco, great! You finally answered the phone! That sword you gave me sprouted a huge chunk of flesh, making my whole room a mess..."

—Excuse me, who are you?—

"This is not the time for jokes..."

—Brother, you've found a new girl again?—

—What do you mean 'again'?! I'm not some romantic comedy male lead from somewhere.—

A young girl's voice came through the phone.

So Sirocco has a sister too?

Ah no.

Katya realized the problem.

Oh no, I haven't put on the Ring of Fear!

Before the blood and flesh could reach the table, Katya grabbed the ring from the corner of the table, put it on, and responded again:

"Hello! Is this Sirocco? Sorry, my maid answered the phone just now. Well, just like she said, if this keeps up, I won't be able to sleep tonight. Please think of something!"

—A maid? I remember you only have a butler named Haider? —

"How do you know?! Anyway, my room is turning into a Cthulhu's lair."

—Faster than I expected... Oops, that was close, I almost stepped on the trap—

"Clips?"

You can hear gunshots with electronic sound effects, as well as low moans of pain.

"what are you doing?"

—Playing Resident Evil 4 Remake, currently on Chapter 3—

“…”

While I was suffering here, you were playing video games!

Katya gritted her teeth, gripping the tablet so tightly it made a slight clicking sound.

—It's alright, Cass. Like I said, just be gentle with her and everything will be fine. You didn't just leave her in the changing room or some corner of a table, did you? —

"Uh...."

Katya was speechless.

"Then, what should we do? Do I have to build a temple and enshrine Him to stop His current growth?"

—No need. Let me first confirm, are you feeling your magic draining away? —

"Hmm...yes, it seems like I'm being drawn in by this sword..."

It's as if every time I exhale, someone next to me forcefully inhales that air.

—Oh, then it's alright. It seems she likes you quite a bit. Don't worry, she'll only use your magic this once. She's imprinting and fusing it with your power—

"Wait, you mean this unappealing mass of flesh and viscera polymer is fusing with my magic?"

—Yeah, it's not a big problem. After all, many people find human internal organs quite ugly, so this sword is just revealing the truth. Besides, the sword's internal organs are pretty cool!—

"It's because Sirocco, your aesthetic sense is so warped!"

—If her price keeps rising like this, it could cover half of your building. Anyway, I'll teach you a spell—

Katya felt ashamed after hearing the incantation, which was as casual as the bananas offered at the altar.

—They've already reached the village chief's house. Maybe they saw I wasn't playing the game seriously. Ugh! Stop! My sister's annoyance is also inexplicably rising. She keeps poking my stomach... I'll hang up now. Call me if anything happens.

After instructing Katya on how to handle the situation, Sirocco hurriedly hung up the phone.

Katya was speechless at Sirocco's antics, yet she was also getting used to it.

Indeed, as Sirocco said, the Demon Blade is still growing.

"Normally, after defeating monsters and extracting their crystal cores, I should be used to seeing things like the internal organs of living beings..."

Katya placed the tablet on the ground and stared directly at the "creature" in front of her.

The bright red flesh intertwined with the pure white skin, with countless sharp teeth sprouting from some places. The bulging yellow pustules emitted white steam, and internal organs such as duodenum or kidneys were piled up like small mountains. Pink, glowing tentacles danced slowly. The overall smell was not fishy or foul, but rather a tantalizing aroma of strawberry ice cream.

"It's still disgusting... even the bathroom is covered in it... it's that bad, I might have to call a housekeeping company for help tomorrow."

Katya blushed slightly at the thought of the spell to stop the spread of blood and flesh, and was reluctant to recite it.

There's nothing we can do now.

If Victoria discovers this, she might be so happy that she'd take the Demon Blade to the research lab and have the technical department study it for three days and three nights.

How can Mom take away the fruits of my and Sirocco's hard work!

The girl touched her chest to catch her breath, because Sirocco had said that the Demon Blade could sense the wielder's emotions, so it was best to speak loudly.

"I love bananas the most!! Bananas are the best!! Long live bananas!!"

What am I doing in the dead of night...?

After shouting, Katya felt half her strength drain away, her face flushed and her whole body burning hot.

Actually, Katia likes to eat red dragon fruit, and she neither likes nor dislikes bananas.

The shape of a banana, well, it's that shape after all.

The primary sexual characteristics of men as described in biology textbooks and novels...

"Waaaaah... This is sexual harassment, Sirocco."

Fortunately, the moment the shout was finished, the mass of flesh stopped moving completely as if time had stood still, and even the waving tentacles froze.

There's no need to worry about disturbing the neighbors with this standalone building.

Years later, when Katia recalls that experience of howling for bananas in the middle of the night, she still feels so ashamed that she rolls on the floor, making it a dark chapter in her history that she finds hard to overcome.

67. Pretty Cure - Hertanid

Swish, patter patter—

The meat stall is up and running again.

"It moved again? It's not working?"

Could it be that Sirocco said something wrong? Or did I do something wrong?

A nervous Katya glanced at the window, wondering if it was open if she climbed down from there.

Fortunately, this time the flesh and blood moved well, but instead of expanding outwards, it contracted inwards.

During the contraction process, the blood and pus that were previously present were also drawn back in.

The girl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She first checked the Blu-ray case on the table to make sure there was no residue left.

It even looks a bit cleaner?

But in the end, it did not revert to its sword form.

"This, what is this?"

It was clearly large enough to fill half a room before, but it eventually shrank into an oval ball of flesh with a rough estimate of about 3 centimeters in radius. The tissue surrounding the ball of flesh floated and swam at a fixed speed.

Katya didn't know what was going on, but fortunately, the feeling of her magic being drained from her body had disappeared.

"Are you ok?"

no response.

"The Demon's Blade?"

No response.

"Herta...Nid?"

The girl tried to pronounce the big meatball's real name.

"Is it you who are calling me?"