My Room Has Become a Dungeon’s Rest Area

"Master, your clothes have rice grains on them."

"Huh? Really?

Sizuk climbs from my feet to my chest. [M]

I guess you'll take the rice grains.

"Yes. This is fine. The shirt collar is a little shabby."

Shizuku moves from my chest around my neck and then comes down. [M]

"Yeah. It's perfect"

"Thanks. Then it's time to go."

"Yes. Please go"

Leaving the apartment to go to a part-time job in the family.

"It's still sunny today."

It had been two days since I gave the Laclaion branch of the Fulblem Chamber of Commerce a map of the hemp and water fields of Goblin.

Everyone seemed to be busy, and apart from the white slime shizuku, I was living a normal routine that had nothing to do with the other world.

Get to the family.

"Oh, thank you."

Say hello to the manager.

"Oh, Suzuki. Oh, I need a favor ~"

The manager has an unusually low back. It's my job, so I wish I could instruct you normally. I have this low profile when I have a job that I kinda don't want everyone to do.

"What is it?

"Can I get the beer barrel the vendor brought to the server?

At the manager's feet were three 20-litre barrels of "in-law beer".

"I think I left it here because I didn't know where the new vendor was. I have to go to headquarters."

"It's cheap."

I lifted three barrels of beer. [M]

"Susu, Sususu Suzuki"

"What, what is it?

The manager said to me with a surprised face, no, a pulled face.

Same face as when a visor suddenly came from HQ.

"Oh, isn't that heavy?

"Huh?"

And, shit. If you overlap three 20-litre barrels, the weight of the beer alone will be 60 kilos.

Besides, is "in-law beer" retarded, the barrel is made of thicker metal than other beer manufacturers, and that's pretty heavy.

I wonder if the weight of the beer combined with the weight of the metal in the barrel would be about 70 kg.

"Oh, uh, it's heavy (stick)"

"This, if you do your hips, it's tough, so you better have one at a time. I figured I'd carry you, too?

It's a light one for me as I level up.

It's also bad to annoy the manager.

"It's okay. The manager will be pissed off again if we don't get to HQ soon."

"Oh yeah... Yeah. Then be careful."

The manager has a lot of weak words, but is particularly vulnerable to the word HQ.

I left in a hurry.

Carry the barrel in front of the beer server.

I got a cell phone when I was dressed in the dressing room.

"Thank you (^ ^)/Mr. Suzuki is very powerful!

It's Tachishi-san's line. Mr. Takashi and I have had adventures in different worlds. I also know secrets that are powerful. [M]

Nevertheless, I didn't even think I would mind taking on 70 kilos of Via barrels at all.

How much on earth is the level going up?

Actually, I haven't checked yet either. I'm thinking of checking with Deet and saying no thanks to him for the doya face.

Deet was the first person to tell me a lot about the status.

But maybe the crepe stall is busy.

Why don't you put your face in the basement for a second to see Deet when you're done with your part-time job?

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"I'm home."

I go home to the apartment room after my part-time job.

Usually Sizuk would pick me up right away, but I can't come.

"Oh, welcome back."

"Is that it, Deet?"

"What. Is it bad if it's me? Leah's good?

"No, I'm not."

Deet had aprons on his usual high-exposure outfit.

Depending on the angle, it doesn't even look like a naked apron.

"Hey, why the apron?

"It's up to you to cook dinner."

The rice Deet makes is quite delicious.

But would Deet suddenly do this to me?

Got it. That's sizzling.

Sizuk occasionally becomes Leah, Deet, or Millie for reasons that please me.

And Sizku's better at transforming, too. He looked perfect, but his personality was a submissive shizzle to your husband. Today, however, it seems detailing to my personality.

"Are you dissatisfied with something?

"Yes, no, that's not true. It's great to have the dishes Deet makes for you."

It's easy to say if you think it's sizzling, even if it's hard to say to a real Deet.

"Huh? Oh, yeah?

"Yeah. Sometimes Deet's food is delicious, and I'm glad you're making it."

I'm certainly glad that some troublesome deet will cook the rice. Well, it's sizzling.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Because I don't need some weird flattery or anything!

Deet blushed and went to the kitchen.

"Sizuk. You've grown."

I entered the western room admiring Sizuk's growth. [M]

I change into a jersey in my room and go to the kitchen.

"Di-to. What are you making?

Speak from behind Deet standing in the kitchen.

"Ha, Hamburg......"

Deet was squeezing a bowl with hiccups and chopped onions.

"Looks delicious."

"Also, because I've already heard it. Tool, sit down."

"No, I can help, too."

"Hey."

I stood behind Deet and took my arms out of my sides to hug him and squeezed a piece of meat together.

"What's the point of this?

"Hamburgers taste better when you squeeze a lot."

Then why are you touching my hand?

"Nothing. The bowl's small, so I'm just gonna touch it."

"Why are you stuck with me!

"No?"

"Beh, I don't hate it..."

"That would be nice."

Deet grows up.

He kept making hamburgers even silently, even when I played a prank by breathing in my ears and putting my face on my shoulder.

I can do a hamburger in a while.

"It looks really good."

It feels like gravy is stuffed because it has a beautiful scorch.

"Oh, yeah. Thanks."

"Shall we eat then?"

"Yeah, call me Shizuku."

"Huh?"

"Eh. Shizuku. You're in the Japanese-style room, aren't you? I need to have dinner with you. It looks pathetic."

also, if.

Go to the Japanese-style room and open the break-in.

Sizuk was pulling.

"Sizuk. Hamburg is ready."

"Si, I was wondering if Sizuk should not disturb your husband and Deet... I was wondering if they misunderstood me along the way"

"It's fine. Deet's in a good mood. Because I was just embarrassed."

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Roll around the tatami in the Japanese room.

I thought it was sizzling, but I was doing something that was only handsome.

"T, Tool, what's going on? Did you hit him in the head?

"It's not! Your husband is your husband! Poor thing..."

I rolled vertically and sideways over the tatami for a while. [M]

"Sizzle, delicious?

"And it's delicious!

Sizuk was eating hamburgers and pulling shivers.

"T, how about TOOL...?

Ugh, yummy... maybe better than I made it.

But I honestly can't praise you like I did when I thought you were sizzling.

"Fair enough."

I should praise you honestly ~. I wanted to roll around the Japanese-style room again.

"Ho, really. Thanks."

Deet blushes and says thank you.

I want to carry it to bed and screw it up.

"And by the way. Deet."

"Hey, what?

"I was wondering if you could go to the dungeon for a moment after dinner and see the status. Tell me about it again."

"Ah, fine! Let's go. You got a pretty good level?

"Actually, I haven't checked yet. I thought it was about 22 or 23."

"Twenty-three? No, there isn't."

"Uh-huh? When you get to the next level, you don't have to check your status to feel like you're up."

When the level rises, the body feels full of strength.

"I will."

"It feels like you're going as far as 22 or 23, doesn't it? Shizuku has been feeding me automated level traps all along when I'm on adventures in different worlds and during part-time work."

"Isn't that a mistake? Well, it's good to have a stronger towel."

"And anyway, let's go to the dungeon"

That's how me and Deet came to the usual basement five layers after dinner.

The iron door is closed.

There were only a few monsters in there, but I could easily beat them with a pickel.

"It does... feel stronger."

"Right? I'm sure there's more than 20 of them."

"You won't have a hard time getting to the level that easy. If you have more than 20 levels in the year of Tool, any Knights will let you in. Most people have been training for decades since they were kids."

Deet says something, but I don't know unless I take a look anyway.

"It took me about twenty years to get there, too. Leah is a genius. Even that rear must have been over ten years."

I remembered with status openness and in my heart.

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[First Name] Suzuki Toru (Suzukito Oru)

[Race] Human

[Age] 21

[Occupation] Unemployed

[Level] 25/∞

[Health] 72/72

[Magic] 98/98

[Attack] 145.

[Defense] 47.

[Muscle strength] 41

[Intelligence] 60

[Agility] 42

[Skills] No Growth Limit Person Appraisal LV7/10 Tool Appraisal LV3/10 Stick Technique LV2/10 Attack Magic LV1/10

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"Whoa. I knew it was up to 25! And the attack magic LV1/10! Yay!"

"Huh? Why?

"I did it! I knew the automatic level increase would work so well ~"

"Are you sure?

"Oh, it's 25. That's pretty much raising the level for 24 hours when you're asleep or awake. It's like an automatic BOT tool. Well, the dungeons don't have operations to control, but hey."

Deet is trembling with his fist sticking out to his chest.

I'm sure you're happy with my growth.

You said it would be good for me to be strong.

"There he is! There he is. There he is!

Deet has been pounding on me. [M]

"sloppy sloppy sloppy!

"Hey, why?"

"How hard do you think I had until I reached level 25?"

I don't know. I don't know, but I guess I really struggled from where I was crying in my eyes.

I'm not going to be able to do it with Deet again today.