Scalpels.
A professional doctor's tool.
Rose gave plenty of them before taking outside for training on Day 7.
She marked an aim circle on a nearby talking tree and instructed to hit it with the scalpels.
Of course, I missed. Miserably.
"Listen, don't tense up. Just relax," she said, massaging my shoulders. "Now take your stance and throw with as much energy as you can."
I tried. Failed. Almost hit. And failed again.
"Well, keep trying. I'm cooking at in the house. If you hit your target once, you get a piece. Twice, two pieces. But if you don't hit it at all... well, you know what that ans."
With that, she walked away, her beast hound trailing behind her.
My stomach growled. After days of eating nothing but eyeballs, I was craving real food. At least I had so motivation now.
I kept trying. Again and again. Sat down, rested, then went back at it. The day seed to be moving faster, the sun hotter.
But Rose? She didn't even offer a single drop of water.
After countless failed attempts, I resorted to the one thing humans do when they're stressed.
ditate.
Sitting on the ground, I cleared my mind—forgot my missions, forgot my hunger.
And it cald .
Thirty minutes later, I started reflecting on how much I'd improved since my reincarnation. The system had told , Imagination is your limit—so long as you imagine things you know or things you're touching.
I grabbed a scalpel between my fingers, closed my eyes, and imagined releasing my aura into it. Then, without opening my eyes, I hurled it toward the tree.
BANG!
I heard a loud scream and a deafening explosion The impact jolted backward.
Opening my eyes, I saw the big tree in a miserable shape. It was split in half, its branches scatteres across the ground. Its final, dying wail echoed through the air as l felt guilty for how tragic l had killed it.
"What the hell was that?!" Rose yelled from the house. When she stepped outside, her eyes widened in shock. "Whoa... you did that?"
"Guess so," I muttered, just as surprised as she was.
She approached the ruined tree and then...
"Withered roots and hollow veins,
Rise anew through night's domain.
From shadow's breath, let life return,
As darkness nds, let essence burn."
She chanted, and before my eyes, the tree regenerated and ca back to life.
"Do it again!" she ordered.
"I... uh, I don't know how. That was just—luck."
"Just do it!"
I hesitated, but l had to do it.
I then threw another scalpel. It hit the target, but it wasn't nearly as destructive.
"Told you. It was just luck—"
SMACK!
A sharp slap stung my face.
"That's your problem, human!" Rose snapped. "You don't believe in yourself!"
"But I'm—"
"DO IT!"
I sighed deeply, tried again... and failed.
That night, my punishnt was soup, not even eyeballs.
With my stomach growling nonestop with hunger, I woke up before sunrise, grabbed a bag of scalpels, and headed into the forest. Deeper this ti.
I reached an area swarming with rabbits. But unlike before, I wasn't afraid.
Gripping scalpels in each hand, I infused them with aura and hurled them.
One shot. Death.
The rabbits dropped. I smirked.
"Well, today you're going down, rabbits!"
They charged at —a lot of them.
I slipped scalpels between my fingers, flooded them with aura, and unleashed them in a rapid flurry. Eight kills at once.
I was on fire.
Using wind magic, I recalled the scalpels from the corpses back into my hands.
And then? Carnage.
I slaughtered rabbit after rabbit, no buffs, no whatever. Just and my scalpels.
When I slaughtered the last rabbit, I collapsed to my knees, laughing and crying at the sa ti.
"I DID IT!"
A notification popped up.
[New Job Acquired: Scalpel Master]
[Effect: Enhances accuracy when using scalpels]
[Activate now? Yes / No]
My face lit up as I hit YES.
[One Hidden Skill Unlocked]
[Pocket Dinsion]
[Effect: Stores an infinite number of items in spatial space]
My eye twitched.
"Did you just say hidden skill?"
[...]
"Seriously?! How many skills have you been hiding from , system LADY?!" I was raising my voice, lacing with irritation.
[I don't know what you're talking about.]
"WHY YOU—!!!"
I fud. If there was a way to beat a system, l sure as hell would've taught mine a lesson.
Checking my jobs list, I now had two: Mage and Scalpel Master.
I wondered what my next job would be.
Using my Pocket Dinsion, I absorbed all the rabbit corpses. But just as I turned to leave—
The surrounding trees cheered.
"OUR HERO!" they chanted. "You've saved us!"
My eyes widened. To think my hard work would be appreciated by... trees!
Then, from the distance, a high-pitched voice called out.
"You're free to punch anyti you want!"
I cringed. It was that female tree l punched every day. A real-life masochist tree.
When I got back, Rose was still asleep. Only her annoying beast hound noticed first, barking like crazy.
"Oh, shut up, Rex," I muttered, pushing open the door.
"ROSE!" I bellowed. "Oh, Rose! Ti to wake up and start cooking!"
I heard her groggy yawn from the kitchen. Then she appeared.
My breath hitched.
She was wearing a short, soft nightie and l could tell she had no bra, judging by how her nipples were visible beneath the fabric. Her ssy red hair frad her sleepy face, her horns adding to her wild beauty.
I swallowed hard.
To think she said she wouldn't let touch her. That's a loss to the n of culture.
"I, uh... I killed all the rabbits," I stamred, dumping the entire horde onto the floor.
Her eyes widened in disbelief as the sheer amount of rabbits filled the entire house. She took a step back—still half-asleep—slipped, and crashed onto the floor with a thud, her legs flying up.
...She wasn't wearing pants.
She groaned, rubbing her head. "Damn it... I swear, if you laugh—"
"I'm not laughing," I murmured, my eyes fixed between her thighs.
She quickly noticed and covered them up.
A smirk tugged at my lips. "Rose..."
She narrowed her eyes. "What?"
"I'm not going back to the human world without a taste of that."
I licked my lips.
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