The Scumbag's Guide To Heroism novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: 37 | The Faceless Veil

I sprawled across my bed, staring at the ceiling while the smell of pad thai and green curry drifted up from downstairs. Diane had ordered enough food to feed an army, which meant she was probably planning to grill me about something later. That woman never did anything without three layers of strategy behind it.

My phone buzzed. Dinner in ten, the text read.

Perfect. Just enough time for a gacha pull.

I pulled up the System interface, the familiar translucent screen materializing in my vision. One silver pull ticket sat there, mocking me with its potential.

"Alright, you digital bastard," I muttered. "Don’t fuck me again. I swear if I get another Dampen situation I’m going to lose my mind."

〘 Silver Gacha Pull available. Proceed? 〙

"Yeah, yeah. Let’s get this over with."

The animation kicked in, all sparkles and particle effects designed to manipulate my lizard brain into thinking this was worth the anxiety. The card flipped, and instead of the usual single glow, it pulsed with multiple colors before settling on a soft blue-white shimmer.

〘 RARE ITEM ACQUIRED

Faceless Veil

Classification: Equipment

Rarity: Rare

Description: A featureless white mask that adheres symbiotically to the user’s face. Provides complete anonymity through visual obstruction, voice modulation, and cognitive static projection that disrupts information-gathering abilities.

Current Status: Added to inventory. 〙

I sat up so fast my head spun.

A mask. An actual identity-concealing mask with voice modulation and anti-analysis properties.

"No fucking way."

I looked around my room like the mask might materialize on my desk or something. Nothing appeared.

"Uh, System? Where exactly is my mask?"

〘 Item has been placed in host inventory. To equip, mentally command: Equip Faceless Veil. 〙

"I have an inventory? Since when?"

〘 Host has always possessed an inventory system. Previous lack of items made explanation unnecessary. Maximum capacity: 10 items. Current capacity: 1/10. 〙

Of course. The System only told me things when it felt like it. Classic.

I stood up and moved to my mirror, my pulse kicking up with genuine excitement for the first time in days that wasn’t related to Sloane’s body pressed against mine.

"Equip Faceless Veil."

The mask materialized directly on my face, no warning, no transition. One second my reflection showed amber eyes and a scar through my eyebrow. The next, a smooth expanse of bone-white material covered my entire face with no visible seams or openings.

I could see perfectly. The mask was completely transparent from my side but utterly opaque from the outside.

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