Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon? (Novel by Fujino Omori)

The labyrinth city of Orario is a vast city with a magnificent underground labyrinth (commonly known as a "dungeon").

The excitement of the unknown, the glory of splendor, and a romance with a lovely girl. In this city where people's dreams and desires wait and see, a young boy encounters a small "goddess."

After being rejected by all the Families, a boy determined to become an adventurer has a fateful encounter with a member of the Goddess. This is the boy's path, the goddess' record.

Volume 1 Prologue: Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?

A labyrinth of endless layers. A cauldron for ferocious monsters.

Driven by the pursuit of wealth and fame, he becomes one of the most reckless adventurers. He registers his name with the guild, preparing for battle. Wielding only a sword, he ventures across the land, ultimately encountering a beautiful girl attacked by a monster.

A deafening scream, a monster's terrifying roar, and the sharp whistle of a sword that swiftly saves the day. The monster is dead, leaving behind a cute girl sitting on the ground, and himself, standing calmly and incredibly cool.

Slightly blushing cheeks reflected her own image, her eyes were bright and captivating; a budding, tender romance was brewing.

Sometimes, chatting with the tavern's lovely staff about the day's adventures fosters a bond between them.

Sometimes they protect elven girls from harassment by savage fellow travelers.

Sometimes they comfort the slow-growing Amazon warriors, lend a helping hand, and form a squad.

Sometimes, when girls see him being affectionate with other girls, it makes him jealous.

Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes...

Men who have just grown from children to teenagers and yearn for heroic adventure stories all think this way.

I want to develop a deeper relationship with cute girls. I want to associate with beautiful women of different races.

As a young male, it's inevitable that he harbors some wicked thoughts and immature ideas.

Wanting to meet cute girls in the dungeon... Correction: Is it wrong to pursue the dream of one man and multiple women?

in conclusion.

I'm wrong.

"Ugh ugh ...

"Oooooooo!"

The result of becoming an adventurer with some wicked thoughts and immature ideas is: I'm about to die.

More specifically, I am being hunted by the Minotaur, a monster with the head of a bull and the body of a human.

At level 1, my attacks couldn't do any damage to this monster at all, and I could be bitten to death at any moment.

I'm stuck. Completely stuck.

My final fate after indulging in shallow and obscene fantasies: cow fodder. I was such a fool.

I was so foolish to yearn for any fateful encounter.

To think you could win a fortune, or even a beautiful girl, is simply a pipe dream.

The fact that I actually wanted to pursue such a pipe dream in a dungeon where people die every day tells me I'm doomed.

Ah, I want to go back. I want to go back to the past and beat up that version of myself who was all grown up but still had shining eyes and was signing the guild adventurer registration form.

However, whether from a physical perspective or from the perspective of my fate, it's too late for regrets.

"Pumu!"

"Eh?"

The Minotaur's hoof.

The blow from behind, though it didn't hit my body, shattered the muddy ground and affected my footing.

I lost my footing and tumbled to the ground.

"Whoosh—, whoosh—...!"

"Waaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I stuck my butt to the floor and pathetically backed away.

If a cute girl saw me like this, she'd be instantly disillusioned. It seems I was never qualified to be a hero in a fairy tale.

With a thud, his back slammed against the wall. He was doomed.

After passing through dozens of passages, I arrived at this wide floor. I was chased into a corner of the square space.

(Oh no, I'm doomed...)

His teeth were chattering, and tears streamed down his face.

The Minotaur's heavy, foul breath sprayed onto my skin.

Looking up at the muscular physique that was a size or two larger than myself, a hideous, broken smile appeared on my face.

As a result, I didn't meet any girls.

Even as death looms, I still think of ways to kill myself; in my eyes, I see the monstrous figure raising its giant hooves.

The next instant, a thin line appeared on the monster's body.

"what?"

"Bring it in?"

My clumsy voice and the Minotaur's voice.

The lines were not only drawn on the torso, but also on the thick chest, the upper arm with its giant hooves raised, the thighs, the lower limbs, the shoulders, and then the neck, where several lines were drawn in succession.

Only the last time did I see the silver light.

Finally, the monster, which hadn't even been scratched by my attack, turned into a pile of flesh.

"Gubu! Bu, bu moo ooh ...

A deafening scream of impending death.

Following the drawn lines, the Minotaur's body parts slid off one by one, spraying out blood foam and reddish-black liquid, before collapsing in an instant.

Bathed in a torrential downpour of blood, my time stood still.

"……How are you?"

Instead of the Minotaur, a young girl appeared who was almost mistaken for a goddess.

A delicate body wrapped in light blue clothing.

The soft limbs extending from the armor were breathtakingly beautiful.

She suppressed the slender body's assertive full breasts, the silver breastplate engraved with emblems, and the gauntlets and saber with matching coat of arms. The tip of the sword, pointing towards the ground, was dripping blood.

Her long, straight, golden hair, reaching her waist, radiated a brilliance comparable to any gold treasure.

Above her slender figure, which can be described as graceful from a woman's perspective, sits a baby face that looks like that of a little girl.

Looking down at me, I saw that my eyes were golden.

(……ah.)

—A female swordsman with golden hair and golden eyes, dressed in azure armor.

Even as a novice adventurer at level 1, I recognized the person in front of me.

A first-class adventurer belonging to the Loki Familia.

Humans, no, even regardless of race, she at LV.5 is hailed as one of the strongest female warriors.

【Sword Princess】Ace Wallenstein.

"Um... are you alright?"

not good.

not good at all.

My heart, which could explode into pieces at any moment, is not getting any better.

Slightly blushing cheeks; watery eyes reflecting the other's figure; a budding... no, a grand romance.

Delusion blossoms into fruition, roles reverse, and love reaches its peak.

My heart was stolen at that moment.

Is it wrong to seek encounters in a dungeon?

New conclusion.

I did not do anything wrong.

Book One, Chapter One: The World, Reality, and Aspirations

"Miss Eina————————!"

"Um?"

Eina Zul, the clerk at the "Guild" service window who manages the dungeon, looked up from the brochure she was holding in one hand.

She had pointed ears and clear, emerald-green eyes. Her medium-length brown hair shimmered with a sheen. Her beauty wasn't as perfect and striking as that of an elf, but rather a more harmonious and natural grace. Her slender figure looked stunning in the guild's black suit trousers.

This young lady, who possesses the poise of a professional woman yet is also kind and approachable, is actually a half-human, half-elf.

In the afternoon, when many adventurers were venturing into the labyrinth, Eina, who was idly sitting behind the counter, immediately knew who was calling her name.

(Nothing happened today either...)

About two weeks ago.

The boy's eyes shone brightly as he completed the formalities at the guild.

The boy, whom she was acting as a dungeon guide and supervisor, was only fourteen years old. Not only can anyone become an adventurer, regardless of race, gender, or age, as long as they have the will; but due to the nature of the work, casualties are commonplace. Seeing such a young child deliberately venturing into a dangerous area naturally made Eina's expression less than pleasant.

Eina, who had been worried about the adventurers she was responsible for, softened her expression upon confirming that the boy, Bell Craney, was safe and sound.

She adjusted her glasses, turned towards the direction of the sound, and was about to greet them when...

"Miss Eina——————————————!"

The figure of a boy, his entire body stained black with blood, came into her view.

"Wa ...

"Please tell me about Miss Ais Wallenstein—!"

▣

"Bell, you got sprayed with monster blood, go take a shower first..."

"sorry……"

Miss Eina's reprimand made me lower my head.

This is a small room located in the main hall of the guild headquarters. At this moment, Miss Eina and I are sitting face to face across the table, each in a chair.

Seeing me looking refreshed after my shower, Miss Eina deliberately sighed.

"The fact that you came running through the streets of the underground city covered in such a foul stench and without any manners makes me wonder if you're crazy."

"No, don't say that."

Being criticized like that by the beautiful and charming Miss Eina was no joke; it really hurt. Tears were almost welling up in her eyes.

Miss Eina tapped my nose with her fingertip with a wry smile. "Be careful next time, okay?" she said with a smile. I nodded vigorously.

"And then... you said you wanted to know information about Miss Ais Wallenstein? Why is that?"

"Uh, because..."

My face flushed, and I recounted everything that had just happened.

I tried to go down to the fifth floor of the dungeon in one go, starting from the second floor where I usually lingered.

The moment they stepped into the 5th floor, they suddenly encountered the Minotaur and were chased all over the place.