“The Water Purifier Can Talk, Too.”

“You can’t pick skills?”

“Skills don’t just get picked because you say so! You were the one who told me to read a book. Hurry up and close it!”

Suyeon let out a string of shrill cries, wailing in despair.

It felt like @#$! had been @#$*ed into #%@#, and the shame of !@#!$ing in #$@#$ was compounded by !@#%@.

Whatever was happening in Suyeon’s mind, it was like a physiological reaction, and it was far more humiliating than standing naked in front of Seonghyeon.

“I seriously don’t get it… Why is this so embarrassing?”

Suyeon couldn’t understand what was happening in her own mind.

Seonghyeon knew it probably felt a lot like the slave brand activating.

Not that he’d ever have to experience anything like that himself.

“Then you’ll have to figure out how to use a Level 2 spell on your own. All right, special training starts now!”...