Tondemo Skill – 495 – Depart for the Unexplored Dungeon

Chapter 495 -Depart for the Unexplored Dungeon!

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Author: Eguchi Ren

Translated by Gumihou

Edited by Gumihou >_<

Eguchi Ren: I-I’m late, but I still managed an update!

Gumihou: It’s ok, it happens to all of us…

 

 

“Right, let’s do this.”

Everyone else had gone to sleep, but I still have one more job to do before going to bed.

The offerings.

Due to various reasons (Apostle-sama~!) we came back later than planned, but I still managed to collect the necessary offerings together for the Gods and Goddesses waiting to collect their monthly fix.

It was really quite troublesome to walk around and be accosted by random fervent believers screaming ‘Apostle-sama! Apostle-sama’ at us. Will this keep happening each time I go on my charity rounds?

That would be too annoying. I’ll have to think about what to do if that’s the case. It might be funny now, but I shudder to think what would happen if Fer or Grandpa Gon is provoked into losing their tempers…

Anyway, that’s a thought for another day! For now, let’s focus on the offerings. I want to get this chore over with quickly because we’ll be setting out for Fer’s dungeon tomorrow morning.

“Ahem, everyone, thank you for waiting~~”

Running footsteps, followed by various ‘we’ve been waiting!!’ reached my ears. Wait, if they are speaking to me through telepathy, could I still use that phrase?

Anyway, they were being really noisy.

“Fufun~ if you’re exploring another dungeon, we can expect to see the next tenant shop soon, hmm?”

Ah, the ever-practical Kishar-sama. I supposed you guys have been peeping at me again.

“Mou, don’t use the word ‘peep’. We are watching over you. It’s our job as deities to watch over our followers, you know?” laughed Agni-sama.

I guess there’s no point explaining the concept of privacy to these peeping gods.

“It’s not peeping! We don’t watch when you pee. Humph, there are certain things I’d rather never see!”

“… …” For some reason, Deplorable-sama sounded very righteous, but that’s not something to be proud of, you know? You should just not creep on me!!!

“Make sure the next tenant shop is a Japanese Confectionary Shop!!”

Ughh, I have no control over that-

“An ice-cream shop. It must be an ice-cream shop.”

Ruka-sama… why are you being influenced by the rest like this?

“Oi, oi, could you Goddesses stop hounding him like this?”

“Yeah, the next tenant shop will only unlock at Level 160, so there’s still a long way to go.”

Thank you for getting them off my back, Hephaestus-sama and Vahagn-sama…

It’s true, though, I am only at Level 90 now, so it would take more than a single dungeon run to get my levels up to 160.

“Right, shall we start? First up, Ninril-sama.” I said firmly to avoid talking about tenant shops and levelling up.

Ninril-sama squealed. At least she’s not bugging me about tenant shops anymore.

As usual, her offerings included Fujiya’s Limited Edition cakes and the absolute must-have Dorayaki.

This time, the Limited Edition Cakes were all Sakura Themed.

The main colour scheme was pink. A pink Sakura Chiffon Cake, a pink Sakura Mon Blanc, and a pink Sakura Roll Cake with cherry blossom shaped cream piped on top in pure white cream.

Naturally, all of them looked beautiful and delicious. However, when I saw the word ‘Sakura’ in the Japanese kanji ‘桜’, the only thing on my mind was spring in Japan. I wanted… to see Japan with cherry blossoms in full bloom again…

Anyway.

Following those were some sliced and whole cakes and the remaining budget was used to purchase lots and lots of Ninril-sama’s favourite, Dorayaki.

“Please accept this offering.” [1]

The boxes of desserts and sweets disappeared in a flash of light.

Ignoring the screams of delight, I placed a much smaller box containing various ST-III beauty products on the table.

“Please accept this offering, Kishar-sama.”

Consumable expensive goods are the worst, in my opinion. Kishar-sama had clearly been poisoned by the beauty products of Japan, the things coming out of her mouth were similar to what my sister would say whenever she rave on and on about why she just had to buy some overly priced beauty water or gel.

Well, at least it sounded like she was having fun.

Speaking of which, on top of the expensive gels, she also asked for some affordable face masks.

“I did some research, and although the more expensive ones are better, it is more cost-effective to purchase less expensive face masks and use them more often…”

I just nodded and put the stuff into the cart for her.

After the little box disappeared, I searched my [Item Box] for the cartons of beers.

“Oooh, it’s my turn next!!”

Ah, Agni-sama sounded as energetic as usual…

“Beer helps me focus during my morning training!!”

[1] There were some mutterings in the background between Kishar-sama and Ninril-sama about ‘those pitiful lesser deities’ at that remark, but do I care? No, not I.

This time, the beer selection was more varied, because Agni-sama had grandly left an ‘I leave it to you!’ when asked for her preference.

Well, today’s beer offerings included:

– Premium Beer Gift Set (Blended beer aged in Japanese whiskey barrels from that famous Company S whisky)

– Several Craft Beer Sets (made with great care by beer artisans)

Agni-sama ‘s only requirement was a ‘sharp and crisp tasting beer’, so that was what I got for her.

I prayed over three heavy cardboard boxes.

“Ou! Thanks! This will be perfect for tomorrow’s training!”

[1] More mutterings about pitiful lesser gods, but again, not my problem.

“I am next,” came Ruka-sama’s solemn voice.

One box of cake and one box of ice-cream landed on the table. The box containing ice-cream was steaming with cold mist.

“Here you go, Ruka-sama,” I said cheerfully.

“Many thanks, I shall enjoy it carefully.”

I’m sure Ruka-sama would enjoy her treats carefully and responsibly, unlike some other goddesses…

“Ou! Us next!”

“We’ve been waiting for this~!!”

“Ahhh, that really expensive whisky is da bomb!”

Ugh, where did you learn to speak like that?

“Hm, but it left us with very few bottles to enjoy for the rest of the month…”

“You did the sensible thing,” I said as I placed the cartons of heavy bottles on the table. “Ordering mid-range whisky is the way to go.”

The week’s recommendations centred around Canadian whiskies, so… anyway, I just chose a few drinks according to the descriptions. There was this whisky which claims to be made from 100% rye with a sweet aftertaste, so I picked that one among a few others.

At least, there were more bottles on the table than the last time I did this.

“Ho hou~! Let’s drink plenty tonight!”

“Right behind you!”

Well, these two certainly are in high spirits…

Try to drink in moderation…

Finally, after the last god and goddess had run off with their goods, it was time for Demiurgos-sama’s saké and premium canned goods offering. Oh, and can’t forget the plum wine either.

There was a 10-bottle set called the Daiginjo Nationwide Saké Set, which I naturally thought was perfect for Demiurgos-sama. A collection set of plum wines made from different varieties of plums looked interesting, so I picked those for him as well as the usual set of snacks, premium and regular.

When the goods disappeared, I prostrated myself properly and said, “Demiurgos-sama, thank you for your assistance at the City of Rubanov. Although, we did seem to have encountered some difficulties at Ronkainen…”

“I’m sure it will be fine~~ Your people did an excellent job.”

“Hahaha…”

“Speaking of which, now that the main churches have all heard my voice, from their point of view, Fenrir and the Ancient Dragon are now my apostles.”

“Wait, your apostles? Really? So, it’s not just some big misunderstanding?!!”

“…oh my, look at the time. Farewell~~”

“Wait, how did they become your apostles? Excuse me? Demiurgos-sama?!”

What just happened? Can you simply make others your apostle just like that?!

Demiurgos-sama?

Someone answer me—!!

 

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The next morning.

After breakfast, I returned the keys to the rented mansion back to the Merchant Guild, one day earlier than planned. After giving my farewells at the Adventurer’s Guild, I made my way out of Ronkainen.

Since the Adventurer’s Guild paid for our rented mansion, Orson-san’s face was a little stiff when I informed him that we would be leaving a day earlier. I do hope he would forgive us since we did complete his mission requests properly. Not to mention, I managed to get a compromise on the Mud Crab shells despite my familiar’s insistence on taking the whole crab away.

Not to mention, this was all Not My Fault.

It was the fault of my various travel companions…

“Finally, it is time to set out for the dungeon…”

“I look forward to entering this new dungeon…”

“”This is so exciting!!!””

“””Dungeon~ dungeon~~””

On the other side…

“An untouched dungeon…”

“How lucky could we be?”

“What kind of treasure…”

“Delicious meat…”

The [Ark] side was also pretty excited. Everyone was so excited that I could not even persuade them to stay at the perfectly lovely and civilised mansion for another day.

“Hmm, I do believe this area should be good enough, Master,” said Grandpa Gon.

I looked around. We were pretty far away from the city by now, almost half a day’s walk. I guess this should be fine.

“Right, let’s do it here.”

Grandpa Gon nodded and the rest of us backed away. Apparently, the bigger he gets, the faster he flies. However, I wanted us to be inconspicuous, so I told him to just grow big enough for the seven of us to ride on.

“Umu, I understand.”

“Wait, Mukouda-san? What is happening?” Gaudino-san was startled.

“We’ll be travelling the fast way,” said Fer with a condescending smirk.

“Hold it, are we… going to ride on…” Gideon-san pointed a trembling finger at Grandpa Gon.

Siegwald-san took out a bottle of beer and downed it in one go. Oh, he stashed a few away…

Feodora-san was… normal.

“Um, Gaudino-san, those two…”

“I’m afraid Siegwald and Gideon are not too good with heights…”

I looked at their pale faces. Ah…

“Oi! Get on!” Fer snapped.

It was… almost funny to see Gideon and Siegwald trying to decide which was more terrifying. Flying on a dragon, or being threatened by a Fenrir.

“Damn it!! I’ll show you the soul of a Dwarf!!” Siegwald-san shouted before scrambling up Grandpa Gon on his short legs.

Gaudino-san just grabbed Gideon-san by the back of his armour and leapt.

“Noooooo!!!”

Feodora-san lightly hopped onto Grandpa Gon’s back, her face passive.

“Everyone on? Then, let’s goooo!!!!”

Whooosshhhh—–!!!

“Uoooohhhhh—–”

“Uwaaaaa—-”

A strange, thunderous scream echoed across the plains on the outskirts of Ronkainen.

 

[Gumihou: Well, at least they can’t say that Mukouda has the monopoly on fear now.]

 

[1] There was some dialogue in the background between Ninril-sama and Kishar-sama, it was mostly some general comments about lesser gods that don’t actually contribute much to the chapter. Deleted.

 

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