“….Krische-sama, are you not afraid of killing people?” “……? No. After all, it doesn’t hurt Krische.” Although gifted with the talent to do anything with ease, the girl lacked empathy. In her world, there is only loss and profit. No goodwill, no love. Inhumanly recognizing cold, mathematical logic as everything, she looks at everything in the world through calculating lens. Return given profit with profit, loss with loss. The girl was undoubtedly pure, yet undeniably abnormal— Her favorite things are cooking, food, and being pampered. Her specialty is mu*der. —- This is the story of a slightly unhinged girl being surrounded by kind and loving people, and her journey to find happiness.
I am the only person free from the control of the Status Window. * Just a word from me, and my status window is gone. To be more precise, an error occurred when I took over the possession of the body. “Ah, why didn’t the dragon drop a single artifact?” Thanks to this, I am gradually distanced from humanity.
The tale of Oliver. An orphan boy from a Mine, in 19th century Europe, filled with Magic.