Taking this Cursed Item was a gamble.
However, I didn't have a choice to refuse it.
"Give it to me."
"Then, please, take this."
I grabbed the katana.
It was freezing to touch.
The black scabbard and black handle looked simple but majestic, with a red thread tied near the hilt.
The moment I held it, whispers filled my head.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
I winced.
'Yeah, that's cursed all right.'
I quickly stored it inside my Spatial Inventory, then turned to the clerk.
He handed me the real item I had purchased. A small button.
[Kill Switch]
Like everything else in this store, it had no description.
But I knew what it did.
It killed the user instantly. Using it would count as being killed by the Cursed Spirit, not suicide. It was my exit.
I raised my thumb, ready to press it—
"We Elicoras will look forward to our next meeting, O Worthy One," X'Lhaur said.
I froze.
'Next meeting?'
'Why the hell would you say something so ominous?'
'Just die already.'
