The moment the grime disappeared, she froze.

"...No way."

She lifted one arm into the fading evening light.

Her skin...

Had visibly changed.

It was several shades fairer than before.

Not the pale, unhealthy white of someone who never saw sunlight.

Instead, it possessed a healthy ivory glow, smooth and luminous, almost as though a soft layer of moonlight rested upon it.

She touched her cheek.

Silky.

Supple.

Not even the tiniest rough patch remained.

Sora’s eyes sparkled.

"It actually worked!"

"I’ve just unlocked magical skincare!"

In her previous life, countless luxury brands had sold whitening creams, serums, masks, and treatments worth a fortune.

Meanwhile...

She had accidentally discovered a supernatural beauty treatment.

Unlimited uses.

Zero side effects.

Completely free.

She couldn’t stop grinning.

"I knew choosing the Wood Element first was the right decision."

Unfortunately...

Her excitement lasted only a few seconds.

As she looked back into the cloudy bathwater, something caught her attention.

Mixed within the black sludge...

Were faint wisps of dark liquid.

Her smile immediately faded.

"...Wait."

Her expression slowly turned serious.

"This..."

"...isn’t normal."

Unlike ordinary dirt, the black liquid carried a familiar aura.

Someone else might have mistaken it for impurities.

Sora wouldn’t.

In the apocalypse, she had possessed a Level Nine Water Ability.

She had purified contaminated rivers, cleansed poisoned lakes, and even removed toxins from the bodies of survivors countless times.

She recognized this substance immediately.

"Toxins."

Her pupils narrowed.

"This is exactly what gets expelled during purification."

A chill ran down her spine.

"But..."

"Why would there be toxins in my body?"

Her skin being darker than the tribe’s females wasn’t unusual.

The original owner had spent years exposed to wind, rain, smoke, and sunlight.

That alone couldn’t explain actual poison residue.

Something wasn’t right.

Without hesitation, Sora activated the Wood Element again.

The glowing vines reappeared, releasing streams of gentle green energy that flowed through her body.

This time, however, she wasn’t trying to heal herself.

She was performing a full-body examination.

The healing energy slowly passed through her muscles...

Her bones...

Her blood...

Her organs...

Several moments later, she opened her eyes.

Her expression became thoughtful.

"My internal organs are perfectly healthy."

"No poison."

"No internal injuries."

"No hidden disease."

Everything inside her body was completely normal.

Which meant...

The problem wasn’t inside her.

It was...

On her skin.

The toxins had only contaminated the outer layer.

Almost as though...

Something poisonous had repeatedly come into contact with her body.

Sora frowned.

"What have I been wearing lately?"

She mentally reviewed everything.

Food?

Impossible.

She cooked nearly every meal herself.

Water?

Also impossible.

She purified it personally.

Medicine?

She hadn’t taken any.

Then...

Her eyes suddenly widened.

"The animal-hide clothes."

That was the only thing constantly touching her skin.

She immediately thought of Lukan.

Then shook her head.

"No."

"It couldn’t be him."

Lukan had sewn every piece of clothing with his own hands.

More importantly...

Long before she arrived in this world, the original owner had relied on him to wash and repair her animal-hide skirts.

If he had truly wanted to poison her...

He’d had countless opportunities.

He wouldn’t wait until now.

Crossing him off the list, Sora silently considered everyone else.

Within the tribe...

Only two people openly disliked her.

Lyra.

And...

Serena.

Lyra was the chief’s mate.

Although their relationship was strained, Sora couldn’t imagine a mother deliberately poisoning her own daughter over personal disagreements.

Their relationship hadn’t deteriorated to that point.

That left...

Only one person.

Serena’s innocent smile immediately appeared in Sora’s mind.

The delicate-looking woman who always acted kind...

While secretly stirring trouble behind everyone’s backs.

Sora suddenly remembered the seduction fruit hidden inside her animal-hide blanket.

Serena had already proven she wasn’t above dirty tricks.

Poisoning clothing...

Wasn’t impossible.

A slow smile spread across Sora’s lips.

Except...

This smile held no warmth whatsoever.

"So..."

"You’ve upgraded your methods."

Her eyes gleamed dangerously.

"Very clever."

"But..."

"If you think I’m still the same gullible woman you bullied before..."

"...you’re about to be terribly disappointed."

She gently wiped the remaining sludge from her arm.

"Serena..."

"Enjoy these peaceful days while you still can."

"The next move..."

"...will be mine."

Just as Sora began outlining several wonderfully creative revenge plans, a familiar mechanical voice suddenly echoed inside her mind.

[Ding!]

[System upgrade complete.]

[All services have now resumed.]

Sora’s eyes instantly widened.

She nearly jumped out of the bathtub.

"Finally!"

She had been waiting forever.

Without even bothering to dry her hands, she hurriedly asked,

"System!"

"Forget everything else."

"Tell me about Damien!"

The mechanical voice answered almost immediately.

[Apologies, Host.]

[Certain system errors remain under repair.]

[Damien’s target status is currently... undetermined.]

Sora blinked.

"...Undetermined?"

"What does that even mean?"

The system explained calmly,

[It means Damien may become one of your designated targets...]

[...or he may not.]

"..."

Sora stared blankly into space.

"...Excuse me?"

"You call yourself a system."

"And your answer is..."

"’Maybe’?"

The mechanical voice remained completely emotionless.

[Current probability cannot be determined.]

[According to the latest update, Damien is classified as a Blind Box Target.]

Sora nearly choked.

"...A what?"

[Blind Box Target.]

For several long seconds...

The forest was completely silent.

Then—

"...Have you people lost your minds?!"

She pointed accusingly at the invisible system.

"You’re telling me romance has loot boxes now?"

"What is this?"

"Gacha relationships?"

"I risk my life completing missions, and now you’re asking me to gamble on whether a man is actually one of my targets?"

"What kind of ridiculous update is that?"

The system answered in exactly the same flat tone.

[System update cannot be reversed.]

[However, there is good news.]

Sora folded her arms.

"I seriously doubt that."

[Blind Box Targets do not affect your main strategy score.]

"..."

"Oh?"

That sounded... slightly better.

Then she frowned again.

"No."

"Not better."

"What if this butterfly effect changes everything else?"

"What if I accidentally ignore a real target?"

"What if I invest time in a fake one?"

"What if your terrible update gets me killed?"

The system remained completely unmoved.

Sora rubbed her temples.

She had read plenty of novels where protagonists received incredible cheat systems.

Those systems practically begged their hosts to become overpowered.

Meanwhile...

Her own system acted like an unfinished beta version.

Random updates.

Missing information.

Hidden mechanics.

Blind-box romance.

It was actively testing her sanity.

After taking several deep breaths, she finally calmed herself.

"Fine."

"If you can’t tell me whether Damien is a target..."

"...at least tell me who he is."

"There has to be background information."

The system responded immediately.

[Searching...]

A pale blue panel slowly appeared before Sora.

Name: Damien

Age: 20

Height: 193 cm

Beast Form: Black Bear

Ability Rank: Unknown

The panel ended there.

Sora stared at it.

Waited.

Nothing else appeared.

Several seconds passed.

Still nothing.

Very slowly...

She raised her head.

"...Don’t tell me..."

"...that’s all."

[Correct.]

Sora’s eye twitched.

"You call this background information?"

"I already knew he was a black bear!"

"I have eyes!"

"What about where he came from?"

"His family?"

"His tribe?"

"Why he’s here?"

"Anything remotely useful?"

The system answered politely,

[Access denied.]

[Further background information is currently locked.]

[Host must trigger the corresponding hidden mission before additional records become available.]

Sora closed her eyes.

Took one deep breath.

Then another.

Finally, she looked toward the night sky and muttered with complete sincerity,

"...Whoever designed this system..."

"...I hope your pillow is warm on both sides forever."

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