Just like not all wines in the world have the same value,

the value of every purity born in this world is different.

The innocence of a 10-year-old child is not the same as that of a 30-year-old adult,

and just as the purity of a reclusive hikikomori can’t compare to that of a top-tier SSS-rated beautiful girl.

Purity is something that is valued differently by each person.

Determining that value isn’t too difficult either.

The older, rarer, and more precarious something looks, the higher its value becomes.

When we say something looks precarious, it means it has managed to maintain its purity despite the odds.

Thanks to this, Ikgagong couldn’t help but be impressed.

“Impressive!”

It’s concentrated purity! That means it has been kept longer than what is visible by age.

Could there be elves in this world? Or is there a place where time flows slowly?

Unfortunately, Ikgagong could only see the purity and its intensity.

He didn’t have the power to discern anything else. But that didn’t really matter.

What was important to him was the purity of the other person!

“Sigh, haah.”

Ikgagong took a deep breath and released it.

A pleasant scent filled his nose.

“The scent of this rich, concentrated purity… it’s overwhelming!”

Ikgagong shouted with a beaming smile.

Hearing this, Yor frowned in disgust.

“Why are all you demons such crazy idiots?”

His face was slightly flushed. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed being in the presence of this guy.

Of course, none of that bothered Ikgagong, who was just grinning.

Is it just concentrated purity? No, it wasn’t even that.

The other person’s purity was of high quality from the start.

Isn’t the purity of a 20-something beautiful girl who has been asked out many times of far more value than the purity of a 30-year-old unemployed hermit surfing the internet all day?

If we compare the other person to wine, it’s like fermenting high-quality grapes for years. With a special(?) method, the aging process was even faster.

Seeing this brought great joy to Amducias.

“Yor! Come here…! Heeek!”

“Why is she so fast?!”

That wasn’t all. As time passed, two more scents were added.

Yoo Chaerin and Im Haneul had arrived at Ikgagong’s location.

Though their scents were lacking compared to Yor, they also possessed respectable purity.

Seeing this, Ikgagong beamed.

“What a day to celebrate! So many pure individuals have gathered all at once!”

Honestly, when Ikgagong first came to this world, he couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed.

There were simply too many who indulged freely compared to what he’d expected.

He knew that purity was rare, but he never thought it would be like this.

Well… maintaining one’s principles for long is a foolish and rigid act.

Purity is just a word used by old men; to young people, it sounds boring.

Life, after all, is only lived once, and one should meet many people.

Ikgagong was aware of that in his head.

But does that mean the meaning of purity should be tarnished?

He couldn’t help but lament the current state of affairs.

In an era where purity has become a trivial joke, pure individuals suddenly appeared before him.

So it was only natural that Ikgagong was pleased.

“At this rate, my abilities will be exhausted today. I never expected this many gifts to come my way.”

“Shut up!”

Of course, Yor was just embarrassed by all this.

Concentrated? Is this bastard reading my past too?

It wasn’t like he was choosing to keep his purity, but now it’s being broadcasted to the world, causing his face to heat up.

To shut him up, Yor swung his sword.

The sharp longsword charged toward Ikgagong’s neck.

However, that attack didn’t work on the guy.

Clang-!

Ikgagong swung his horns and blocked Yor’s strike.

Even though the attack was imbued with power, Ikgagong’s horns didn’t suffer a scratch.

It was an insane level of durability.

“How interesting, your personality is quite violent compared to your purity. Or perhaps it’s that very personality that has kept it intact… which is rather good.”

“Please… just shut up…”

Yor looked at his companions with a flushed face.

Both of them stared blankly at the scene. What were they thinking right now?

Unfortunately, Yor, who was ‘a male’ and not even a ‘man’, couldn’t easily predict.

One thing was clear; in his original world, it was problematic for a man to reach that age while being still ‘a virgin’.

Of course, due to various unavoidable circumstances, it couldn’t be helped… but the embarrassment he felt personally was a different matter.

Yor was going to continue attacking, but that was halted before he could act.

Ikgagong stepped into the air and flew upwards.

Yor shouted at the sight.

“Come down! You pompous horse’s head…!”

“How tragic. It’s been so long since I’ve seen such a pure individual, yet our positions as demon and human force us to oppose each other…”

Yor frowned.

There really weren’t many ways to attack someone floating in the air.

Should he throw a dagger?

Then again, it would be uncertain whether he could even hit.

In the meantime, Ikgagong continued speaking.

“However, it doesn’t matter. A pure person deserves appropriate rewards.”

As he spoke, he began to assess Yor and his companions as if determining their worth.

At that moment, another figure appeared from afar.

A red dot (REC) was approaching from the left void.

“Wow, everyone, we finally meet! This is where Amducias resides!”

[Oh]

[What a unicorn!]

[Looks like the boys are already here, lol]

[It seems they’re doing something?]

It was Kim Mari.

“Haah…”

Seeing her, Yor let out a small sigh.