Using My God Skill “Breathing” to Level Up, I Will Challenge the Dungeon of the Gods

There's just a flickering dance.

In a gazebo in the middle of a flower garden, I - Mary was drinking tea.

A handsome butler, Ronnie, is serving me.

What's on the table, in this world? It's a mirror that shows how it is. There, my brother, Larna, and his partner, Prine, are shown.

Usually, I could only see them while they were in the dungeon, but now they weren't.

- That's my room.

What is reflected in the book is how I sleep in the bed in my room.

And beside it, you're taking my hand to sleep and crying, brother.

I pointed my mouth at Ronnie, the handsome butler.

"Hey, I don't want to see this"

Ronnie stayed smiling,

"But, Master Mary. It would be better if you could take a good look at Larna's thoughts."

"I don't need to see this. I know. That your brother cares about me."

"How are you?"

Of course. I've seen my brother's adventures in the dungeon.

Larna enjoys exploring the dungeon - and it will look that way from others. No, actually, that's right.

Your brother enjoys adventure.

But I suffer more than that.

Cause, of course, me.

Your brother's working hard to wake me up.

Even at night, you can't sleep much, but you look fine and dive into the dungeon every day.

I wish I had some more rest.

Thanks to Prine, I think I've got a little extra time, but your brother will be ahead of me as he is...

In the mirror, Larna is crying.

I can only see the side of it from here.

Wake up now, "What are you crying about, brother www," and I want to make fun of you.

"Dear Mary,"

"Ugh. I just got garbage in my eyes."

"Please use"

Shh, and Ronnie offered me a white silk handkerchief. What is this good-looking guy, good-looking not only in his face, but even in his actions?

Don't hesitate to borrow it, I wipe my eyes.

Oh, boy. It's a funny story to cry even though it's a dream.

"Thanks. If it's true, I'd like to wash it and give it back, but it seems impossible to me right now, so I'll keep returning it. I'm sorry."

Give Ronnie his handkerchief back, and I'll re-drink my tea. Delicious. Warm tenderness seems to stain your body.

Hmm, exhaling, Ronnie opened his mouth, but it solidified as it was.

Look at me, surprised.

No, you're looking behind me. Eventually, the pounding,

"- Your husband"

Follow your gaze and look back.

There was a witch.

A witch was there, dressed in a dull hat and a tired coat.

Low height. Boots at the foot. In his hand, he holds a large cane and a book of magic, and a ring is fitted to his right hand pharmacopoeia.

The decorations that hang on the coat many times - I found out later, but that seems to be the talisman "Amulet" - mimic the watch "..."

I raise my gaze up.

She was a younger woman than I thought.

I'm thirteen, I'm just a kid, but I know because I've seen all kinds of customers as an inn billboard girl.

My age is probably in my late twenties. A normal human with a dark bear under his eyes and no observation like mine must be seen older than his real age.

The faint-looking, faint-looking face claps at it.

You're an amazing beauty, but a waste.

The woman, mesmerizing, seemed sorry, smiling.

That's like a woman who grows up without a single friend and finally doesn't know how to deal with others.

Long ago, like a woman who loses everything and then regrets it extensively.

Somehow, he looked pathetic.

This is - the witch of time.

You put me to sleep, Teng himself.

"- Hello, Mary."

The witch opens her mouth.

"I owe you an apology. Really, you..."

I answer.

"Don't look like that. That's not ruining my pretty face."

I think so.

I was surprised to keep my mouth shut. I'm surprised myself.

When I met the witch, without a word to say, I was going to smack her first.

The moment I saw his face, I felt sorry for him.

I wish I didn't have to do that because how sweet and beautiful I am.

But there was something for her to do.

The witch, sorry,

"Mr. Larna and I need to talk, would you like to talk?

"... can you?

"A little, if so"

"Then please"

Okay, witch when you whine. Point the wand towards me.

"Oh, wait a minute"

"Yes."

A witch looked at me. Innocent enough eyes for your age. You look like a very bad guy...... nothing.

"Explain everything before you do. Why did you put me to sleep? What is your purpose? Who are you in the first place?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you yet. Yes."

"Ahhh."

The tip of the wand glows.

My consciousness was cut off.

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When I realized, I was in the dungeon.

Next door, I have a supermassive brother and a supermassive prine.

No, you're not. I'm getting smaller.

I had become a fairy figure.

I can't really remember what I've been through. Sure, in the flower garden, it's like I was having tea with a handsome guy -.

But I know what I need to do.

This is the 21st layer of the dungeon.

And just now, your brother and Prine, who defeated the evil spirit possessed by a giant horse, are about to descend the stairs to the 22nd floor.

I'm going to speak up.

Prine notices my presence, but she looks at me in surprise.

- Good luck, brother.

My brother looked back.

"-Mary?"

"Yeah. It's me, Larna, brother"

"No, why...?

"I don't know what it is, but I'm like a fairy right now. Because she's cute, I guess."

"Say what... No, but that graffiti, it's really Mary...?

"That's why I am. Oh, he doesn't seem to have time for anything. Uh, I don't know, because I'm fine. Because I'm having fun over there. Don't worry, brother!

"How are you, you sleeping all the time? And don't even breathe, don't even eat rice!

"Uh, yeah. Looks like I am, but I'm totally mundane over here. Tea and cookies are delicious. Some of them are handsome."

"Huh!? No, I don't know what that means! Over here or over there, what do you mean!

"Right. You don't know what that means, do you? Neither do I. Uh... uh, no. You're fluffy as if you had a mojo in your head"

Prine, stay put,

"Um, you know, Mary? You know, you know,"

Even though the tricks were mostly absent, the questions were really accurate.

"Where are you now?

Your brother turned to Prine,

"No, where, Mary (?) is here now -"

I block.

"No, brother. That question, Prine, that question is very good! Uh, I'm in the flower garden in my dreams right now, I think."

"In a dream...? A flower garden? What do you mean??

Confused brother.

But Prine, next door, gives a serious look and makes an even better confirmation.

"In the flower garden in your dreams, you're eating tea and cookies? - You locked your consciousness in different spaces, or you're showing that kind of hallucination to the sleeping spirit, then it's not weird that the surgeon is in the same space... Um, Mary. Anyone else besides the handsome one?

"Yeah... like I was there, like I wasn't there..."

"Do you remember anything else?

To Prine's question, I felt like Moya was clear in my head.

Yeah, nod.

"... I've been watching your brother and Prine. Yeah. Yeah. I've been watching you both my whole life."

I, the fairy figure, flickered out in front of your brother's face.

"I know you don't have to say it now, but you do. - Brother. Don't be in a hurry, hurry up and help me."

I don't see my brother's face then.

Ha, and then I shudder, and I shudder.

"I know, silly..."

I cried.

Crying in the bare, saying boring things.

"Whether you're a fairy or so small, you're not a cute one...... you...... ugh"

I was followed and I cried, too.

"... Huh? What are you talking about to the cutest little sister in the world..."

Next to your brother, Prine is crying all over. Everyone's a crybaby now.

"That's right, brother. You have to take care of Prine properly. I've been watching. Don't make me do too much."

"Bullshit, I didn't let anything happen to me! Hey, Prine?"

"What? Uh... the... yes, I don't know"

Panicking Larna and Prine looking at the day after tomorrow.

I say.

"Dancer's Cloth Cut"

"Ha Ugh."

"Angel Underwear"

"No, it is."

"Seashell"

"Guh!!

"Do you have anything to say?

"I'll see about that...... I mean, you don't have to look that far!

"You don't have to worry, because you can't even see the inn room. You don't really have to do what your brother says, do you, Prine?

"Haha...... I'm fine, Mary."

"I know."

Really, cough.

"Okay? Anyway, my body stays asleep, but I'm fine over here! Try the dungeon, not for me, but for your brother and Prine."

"Mary......"

"Mary..."

"I'm about to cry again! No more! Don't push me! Right!?"

"I get it. But I don't have time for this. The doctor said you'd be dead in a year."

"It doesn't make sense if your brother dies before then! What are you gonna do with Prine!!

"That's right..."

"Anyway - oh, I think I'm out of time. Don't think about Larna too much! Pliny, it's nice to meet you about your brother! Thanks to you, your brother is alive!

"Oh no, I... Ra-kun just asked me to help..."

"Nothing! Because without Prine, your brother would be dead ten times by now! Bye, both of you! Viva -"

"Mary!"

"Mary!

My brother and Prine scream. My vision darkens.

That's how the conversation with the two of them ended.

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"- That?"

When I opened my eyes, my body was sitting in the gazebo chair in the flower garden.

"Welcome back, Lady Mary"

"Ronnie...... What, me, you're back again."

"I'm sorry"

Shh, and Ronnie just happens to offer me a handkerchief.

I realized I was crying.

"... now can I have a nostril?

"Go ahead, feel free"

"Just kidding."

Take it, wet your tears.

"Oh, what about that witch? I haven't hit him yet, and I've got a lot to ask."

"Your husband is back. Flying Mary's consciousness into this world seemed terribly tiring."

"I don't deserve that. I don't know what I'm talking about."

"You're the one on the left."

Ronnie received a handkerchief from me,

"... Dear Mary"

"What?"

"Can you hate the witch of time?

It's not natural. I tried to say, but the words didn't come out.

While I'm at it, I think it's sweet as honey.

"I won't tell you"

- I really don't see that witch as a bad guy.

"Ronnie. Tea. And cookies."

"Yes, sir."

Let the handsome butler have some tea, and I will, once again, watch the adventures of Rana and Prine.

"... be careful, brother"

I'm Mary. Larna's sister.

In my dreams, I watch the adventures of the two of us.