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This is a Max Bond Craft Essence
This Craft Essence can be obtained by reaching Bond Level 10 of Shuten Dōji.
It comes at max level with all limit breaks.
Craft Essence
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Shinpen Kidoku Sake

Original Name: 神便鬼毒酒シンペンキドクシュ Servant: Shuten Dōji
AKA:AKA: Godly Demonic Poison Sake, Divine Oni-Poison Sake, Divine Wine - Shinpen KidokuDivine Wine - Shinpen Kidoku
ID: 367 Illustrator: ---
ATK:ATK: 100/100 HP:HP: 100/100
Cost: 9 Max Level: 80
Effect
When equipped on Shuten Dōji:
Increases party's Quick performance by 10%,
Increases party's Arts performance by 10%
while self is on the field.

Lore[]

Description Translation🛈🛈
ああ、気になりはるん?

うちの宝具。
うちのお酒。
だぁめ。そないに見つめて欲しがってもあかんよって。

コレはうちだけのものやさかい。
最初はねぇ、そら、うちやのうて……
頼光の大将はんの持ち物やったろうけど。今はうちの。

ふふ。そやかて、ねえ。
死んでも佳えか───
そないに思わせてくれるんが、血や月や銀やのうて
お酒やなんて。思いもよらへんやんか。

好きなんよ。このお酒。
あまぁい、あまい、甘味のカタマリ。

死にはって。
腐りはって。
蕩けて落ちそうなくらいにふるえる、熱ぅい味わい……

つまみに、月明かりあたりを映し込んだ
蒼い瞳があれば……
他には、もう、なぁんにもいらへんわ。

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Oh, you're curious?

About my Noble Phantasm.
About my wine.
Nope! Stop staring at it like you want it.

This is mine, and mine alone.
At first, it wasn't mine. It belonged to Raikou.
But now it's all mine.

Still, you know, I'd never thought I'd be willing to die for it...
Not for blood, the moon, or silver; but wine...

I love this wine.
It's sweet. So sweet.

It tastes so warm, like you're going to die.
Like you're going to rot.
Like you're going to melt away into nothing...

If only there were some blue eyes shining in the moonlight that I could snack on...

I wouldn't ask for anything else.
Ah, are you interested?

My Noble Phantasm. My wine.

No way~. Not even if you look at it with such desiring eyes. This is something for me alone. At first, that... It was something brought by General Raikō. But now it's mine. Hehe. Even so, eh? It is fine even if I die--- That is what I thought, but a wine without blood and the moon and silver is unthinkable.

I like it. This wine. It's sweet, very sweet, the essence of sweetness.

Till death. Till it rots. A trembling, hot taste as if that of melting... And if there is a pinch of blue eyes reflecting the moonlight...

There is nothing else that I would want.