Danmachi: The Sign In System!

Chapter 75 - Need a grimoire?

[Random sign-in triggered. Would the host like to sign in?]

[Random sign-in triggered. Would the host like to sign in?]

Orsted wasn't surprised that the sign-in didn't trigger during his first meeting with Tsubaki.

It had happened before with Naaza—the sign-in didn't trigger initially but did on their second meeting.

What caught him off guard was that the same person could trigger multiple sign-ins.

Two rewards at once, likely tied to Tsubaki and Hephaestus.

He'd already signed in with Hephaestus once, and now it triggered again.

Did this mean the number of sign-ins per person was unpredictable?

Or was it truly random?

Orsted wasn't sure and didn't dwell on it.

'Sign in.'

[Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining Mixing: EX!]

[Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining Excalibur Proto!]

At the first prompt, Orsted remained calm, but the second made his pupils shrink.

Excalibur Proto!!

He projected his mind into the system panel, spotting a resplendent knightly sword, its sealed form radiating restrained power.

His heart raced.

It's real!

Unbeknownst to Orsted, his quickened pulse was misinterpreted by Tsubaki, who still had her arm around his shoulders.

"What's this? Heart racing because I'm holding you?"

"Got a crush on me?" Tsubaki teased, sensing his pulse spike.

She assumed it was her closeness, grinning playfully.

Orsted snapped out of his excitement, catching her words.

Rolling his eyes, he slipped free of her arm, exasperated.

"I'm not here to flirt, Tsubaki."

Hestia, who'd started toward them in a jealous huff over Tsubaki's familiarity, paused at Orsted's response and nodded approvingly.

Hephaestus, watching from behind her desk, chuckled with amusement.

"Alright, Hestia, what's the visit about?" Hephaestus asked, cutting through the moment to focus on business.

"Oh, right! Hephaestus, you've got spare forges, yeah?"

"Sell me one," Hestia said, stating her purpose.

"A forge?" Hephaestus raised an eyebrow, surprised. "What for?"

"Heh, it's for Orsted," Hestia said, smirking proudly with her hands in her pockets.

"Orsted?" Hephaestus's surprise deepened, her gaze shifting to him.

A spark of realization flickered in her mind.

"No way he's forging," Tsubaki interjected, asking directly, "What do you need a forge for, Orsted?"

"I want to craft equipments for Lili and Tifa," Orsted said openly.

He saw no reason to hide it.

As the Hestia Familia grew, he'd be forging their equipments himself.

Keeping this secret could cause misunderstandings, especially since Hestia had previously sought equipment from Hephaestus, who offered a 20% discount for her sake.

If Lili and Tifa's equipments changed without purchases from Hephaestus, it might seem like Hestia was bypassing her friend's generosity.

Orsted didn't want to risk even a slight rift between Hestia and Hephaestus, whose friendship spanned eons.

While a fallout over this was unlikely, he preferred transparency to avoid any tension.

By being upfront, he ensured Hephaestus knew the Hestia Familia would forge its own equipment, not buy from rival smiths.

"I knew it—you can forge," Hephaestus said, as if confirming a suspicion.

"Hah! Orsted's incredible. He crafts magic items, grimoires, and now equipment too," Hestia boasted, hands on her hips, beaming with pride.

"Wait—grimoires?" Hephaestus caught the detail, her eyes widening.

"Grimoires?" Tsubaki echoed, stunned.

"Yup! Orsted's made three already," Hestia said, her grin turning sly, like a fox eyeing a deal.

"I came today to get a forge for him and to share the news."

"Interested? Need a grimoire?"

Hephaestus took a deep breath, silent for a moment.

"Orsted, you're truly something else."

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