Transmigrated With A Resolution System

[But master, there is no other way–]

"Of course there is!" Nix countered.

Calling up his inventory, he scrolled to the health potion.

[Health Potion available]

[Usage: 1]

[Time limit: Once a day]

[Ummm... master, I don't think that's the solution to the problem at hand. The only way is to find out those who had caused this to happen in the first place!] Mune shook her head to his action.

Whatever he was attempting with the health potion was simply not worthwhile in this case. It dealt with physical injuries, not binding ones. At its best, it could only delay the inevitable if not solved fast.

"It's the only way." He replied, "even if it's just a temporary relief, I'm willing to take it into consideration."

Mune watched with sad eyes, she had wanted him to tell him the downside of relying on the system, how it was going to change so many things in his life. This was just merely the beginning.

Deciding to reveal a bit of what she knew about the system, she pressed on his cheek, making a duck face out of him.

Nix looked confused, wondering what was going on with Mune, "I need to use this, and you can't possibly stop me." He replied, pulling away from her grasp while he had assumed that was the reason she had acted that way.

[Master, you shouldn't @</#*^|?'*] Mune's voice was altered at the latter part, confusing her. She glitched a few times before it stopped and she merely just hovered in the air.

Nix had noticed that tiny glitch she had displayed, it did feel a little too suspicious to the eyes.

"Mune, what was that?" He questioned, poking her mildly.

Mune blinked several times, she had her eyes on the floor. Not saying a word for that moment. Her memories were vague, she tried recollecting what she had wanted to say but all attempts proved futile.

"Mune?" Nix called out once more to her, "Ahhhg!" He held his arm, hissing to the pain.

Whatever was happening to Mune, he was going to get to the bottom of it, but before then, he needed to ease the pain he was going through, there was no way he would let Lank see him in such a vulnerable state.

Pulling out the vial, he gulped down the blue liquid in one go.

[Health Potion unavailable]
[Usage: Complete]

The pain in his arm felt like it was dipped into a cool liquid. Looking at his arm to see the first hand effect of the potion, the branching glow which had trailed down his arm were gradually dissipating.

Letting out a sigh of relief, he clenched his hands in a fist to get back the feeling of his right arm.

"I knew it would work!" He turned towards Mune.

Mune's position was still the same way as it was previously. This greatly troubled him.

Grabbing her by the waist, he sat her down on his palm, staring at her for a while. She made no intention of looking up at him, nor talking.

"Something went wrong with you." He said in a hushed whisper, poking at her body to get some sort of reaction, any would suffice.

He had known she had wanted to say something to him, he wondered why she suddenly glitched, but if the victim can't speak, how was he supposed to know how to help?

Zzzznnnn!

Nix thrusted his hand forward and away from him, the second he had heard that strange sound come from Mune. Preparing for the worst.

[Master? What are you doing?] Mune crawled towards his wrists, her eyebrows raised at the strange position he was in.

Nix looked at himself for a while, his position did look a bit strange. Immediately withdrawing his hands, he brought her close to his cheek for a hug.

Mune's tiny hands groped his cheek, hugging his face. Her bust created a soft push on his face. Nix felt a sense of relief wash over him, he closed his eyes, wishing the time taken could be longer.

"Don't you scare me like that!" He said, his lips in a pout.

"What's going on?"

Nix's body stiffened the moment his eyes shot open. Stiffly raising his head to look up at the perpetrator.

Lank had his brows raised as he stared down at Nix with an incredulous look. "Who had managed to scare you?"

Lank had changed into a simple black pants with his hands into his pockets.

​ When he had decided to meet up with Nix at the library like he had been asked to, he didn't expect to see something unexpected and so out of character of the fire god he knew.

Nix was dumbfounded, he still had Mune in his palm and had not yet broken the hug they were in. He looked at Mune, closing his eyes momentarily.

Internally screaming and wishing that Lank had seen just a bit and not necessarily anything substantial.

He immediately dismissed Mune. Heaving a sigh of relief that he was the only one who could see her.




Nevertheless, since he couldn't see her, that would mean he looked stupid while he looked to Lank like he was hugging nothing and talking to no one.

"How much of it did you hear?" He quickly questioned in a panic.

Lank walked closer to him, then did a ninety degree turn, ignoring his question instead.

"I love what you did here." Lank nodded his head, observing the numerous shelves. "I was expecting cobwebs and dust."

'Technically, you aren't wrong.' Nix sweat dropped, remembering what he had to suffer when he was first told about the library.

"Underneath that tough exterior, do you do cleaning as a hobby?" Lank walked up to the closest shelf in front of him, wiping his finger across it, he found no speck of dust.

'What is this idiot spouting? You should thank your pale ass that it's totally because of the mission I'm speaking with you.' Cross popping veins appeared on Nix's head, he had wished he could speak out his thoughts.

Looking behind him, he was startled by the look in Nix's eyes, "why does it look like you were about to pounce on me like a–"

"What brings you here?" He interjected.

"You told me to come here!" He deadpanned, his patience was already growing thin with Nix's strange behavior.

"You are acting weird," he pointed out.

Adjusting his posture and getting up, he brushed the dust off his body.

"Save it," Lank took his place on the floor, sitting cross-legged on the floor. "Just because I act proud doesn't mean I didn't come from a humble background." Lank smiled, tapping the floor.

Nix nervously chuckled, he reluctantly sat back down.

"Now that wasn't hard!" Lank slapped the back of Nix playfully, making him jerk forward.

Nix had realized something was different about Lank, as opposed to the two instances when they had a confrontation, he was not in the slightest scared of him.

"Aren't you scared I might hurt you, perhaps?" He raised his hand, blue flames hovering above his palm.

"What's that supposed to do? Light up a candle?" Lank rolled his eyes, folding his arms.

"I finally do not look like a monster to you. I'm glad." He chuckled.

Lank did his best to restrain himself from giving in to the pleasant mood, by maintaining his poker face. He needed to know what was so important that he would be called to such a desolate place.

Placing both hands behind his head, he remembered the reason why he was in the library.

"Why was I called here?" He questioned.

Nix's laughter died out in an instant, replaced with a frown, he had suddenly remembered the reason he had called him in the first place.

"I'm sure you had a good reason for calling on me to this place which is totally off bounds." Lank's lips curved upwards, holding the glare of Nix.