Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 777 C+ Rank Small Exploration-Type Familia

On the riverbank, Broly only tasted Seele's flavor briefly and did not make any further moves. When the girl became somewhat aroused and wanted to pull his hand to some soft parts to feel her warm and fragrant body, Broly promptly let go of her.

"The celebration is still going on. Let's go back. Otherwise, if others find out we're missing, they might come looking for us."

Seele nodded, her breathing still a little disordered, the taste of the boy still lingering in her mouth.

Freya had never experienced anything like this before, being so fascinated by someone's scent.

She's acting like a hot-headed young girl, agreeing with whatever the boy says.

On the way back, Broly took her hand and intertwined their fingers, making the goddess, who was gradually recovering, blush slightly.

"Broly, how many girls have you kissed and held hands with to be so skilled at this kiss and holding hands?"

"I don't remember holding hands, but if it's just kissing, I think there are more than fifty."

After thinking it over carefully, Broly honestly gave a general answer.

As soon as he answered, Broly felt the girl holding his hand suddenly tighten her grip.

Clearly, there was some dissatisfaction.

"However, Seele, I feel like you're quite skilled at it. Do you have previous kissing experience?"

It's actually quite easy to tell whether someone is good at kissing or not.

In the Crystal Palace, he was the first kiss of most of Broly's wives.

Their first kisses were quite awkward; they only gradually became more skilled later on.

Of course, there are also wives like Merad who have had experience kissing other girls at a very young age.

Seele didn't seem like a novice to him.

"Oh, no."

Upon hearing this, Freya was startled and quickly denied it.

"Broly, I can assure you that the one I kiss in this body is you."

She was telling the truth; Seele was her girlish side, representing her longing for love and the purity of a young girl.

"Well, I believe you."

For the rest of the journey, the two remained silent, Broly simply enjoying the feeling of walking hand in hand with the girl beside him.

On the other hand, Freya, who had transformed into Seele, seemed somewhat absent-minded. She regretted bringing up the topic of kissing and holding hands earlier.

Compared to the youth's experience with only fifty-odd people, she was really at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, the other party did not pursue the matter further, which put her at ease.

"Seele".

But when they arrived at the back door of the tavern, Helen was already waiting there.

"Good evening, Miss Helen."

Broly greeted the other person.

"I have something to say to my sister, Mr. Broly, could you please leave now?"

Helen stared at their clasped hands and said expressionlessly.

"Then, Xi'er, I'll head back now."

Broly released the girl's hand and went into the tavern.

The back door was closed, leaving only the two sisters, nominally sisters, in the back alley.

"Lady Freya, did tonight go smoothly?"

After Helen's footsteps disappeared behind the door, she whispered a question to the girl in front of her.

"Everything went smoothly, everything was perfect, if..."

"if?"

"No, it's nothing..."

Freya, now back in her goddess form, had a complicated expression and didn't say much about what had just happened.

"Helen, I have a request. I wonder if you can grant it?"

She asked the girl in front of her.

"Lady Freya, let alone one request, even if it's a hundred or a thousand, I will grant it."

Helen bowed to the goddess.

. . . .

"Broly, where have you been?"

In the tavern, Broly returned, and Hestia asked him a question.

"Lady Hestia, I'm going on a date with Seele."

Broly answered the Lolita goddess's question truthfully.

"Hey, did you do anything bad to them?"

The loli goddess asked, her eyes wide.

"Done."

"What did you do?"

"I danced with her and kissed her on the lips."

"The top one or the bottom one?"

"The one above."

"Hey, so what's wrong with this...?"

Upon hearing this, Hestia, who had already done even more intimate things, acted like an old driver who didn't care at all.

. . . .

"Broly, wait..."

As the celebration banquet ended and everyone was heading home, Seele called out to the Saiyan boy who was about to leave.

"what happened?"

Broly walked over in confusion, only to be pulled into a storage room by Seele.

"Waaah..."

Before he could even ask a question, the girl in front of him leaned over and pressed her soft lips against his.

Unlike before when Seele was skilled and cooperative, Seele's kissing skills now seemed somewhat awkward, like a girl experiencing kissing for the first time.

Broly was given a series of clumsy kisses by the girl, and just as he was about to respond to her forceful kiss, the moment he touched the softness she had put in his mouth, she reacted as quickly and completely as a startled rabbit.

"This is your way of returning the kiss you gave me, Broly. You better remember this."

As the girl, her cheeks flushed, spoke, she pushed the somewhat bewildered boy, who had no idea what was going on, out of the storage room.

"boom!"

The door to the storage room closed, and Seele slumped down, her appearance gradually reverting to that of Helen.

"Helen, I want to ask you, for my sake, give your first kiss to Broly..."

The girl's thoughts drifted back to the moment when the goddess made the request at the back door.

Helen never imagined that doing what she promised would actually make people so nervous.

I took a few deep breaths, but my heart was still pounding and I couldn't calm it down.

She couldn't quite tell whether it was Lady Freya's feeling or her own.

But one thing is for sure: this feeling didn't bother her.

Broly was completely bewildered after being pulled in forcibly kissed and then pushed out. However, seeing Seele's happiness level on the Crystal Palace panel constantly increasing, he could only ask Seele if there was anything else. After receiving her reply that everything was alright through the door, he chose to leave the Tavern of the Abundant Mistress.

[Seele, did you rinse your mouth?]

On his way back to the clan's settlement, Broly smacked his lips as he savored the taste of the young girl once more, a few doubts creeping into his mind.

However, when Hestia heard that he had been called to the storage room by a girl to play a kissing game when he left the tavern, she also hugged him and wanted to ask for a kiss.

"Brother Broly, Lily wants one too."

After kissing Hestia, Lilyluca stared at him longingly.

"We can't show favoritism!"

Tiona also came over.

"Broly, do you want to kiss me too?"

"Sword Princess asked from the side, "Ah, Miss Ais, please don't go with Miss Tiona and the others to play this kind of little game with Mr. Broly!"

However, Rafia stopped her.

"Is this something that can't be done?"

"No."

"Why do Tiona and the others look so happy?"

Fiora tilted her head.

"I think Rafia just doesn't want you and Broly to play these kinds of games, but if you play with her, she'll probably be happy to."

Tiona loosened her grip and spoke directly to Fiora.

"Is that so? Then, Lefia, would you like to try kissing me?"

"Huh?!"

Looking at the swordswoman's thin pink lips, and faced with the ultimate temptation before her, Lefia ultimately chose to restrain herself.

She didn't play kissing games with Ais, and she also forbade Ais from playing kissing games with Broly. According to this elven girl, kissing was a sacred thing that should only be done after two people got married.

Yes, kissing and intimate contact seem to be equally important matters of chastity among elves.

Although Ais didn't quite understand, she didn't insist. She just saw everyone kissing Broly and wanted to try it too. However, it was just a game of kissing, so she didn't have to play it.

. . . .

The next day, Ryu returned from the dungeon, weary from his journey. After spending most of the month playing in the wilderness, this "wild king" heard about the war game.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is that if she could come back a day earlier, she could bet all the Fari she had worked so hard to earn over the past few days, turning ten million Fari into thirty million Fari.

Losing the opportunity to make quick money gave Liu a feeling of regret similar to a gambler who won the bet but failed to place it, especially since she had wanted to come back the day before yesterday.

However, before returning, he encountered two suspicious individuals in the eighteenth-floor maze. After capturing them, he confirmed that they were remnants of a dark faction hiding in the underground maze.

As a result of investigating this matter, Ryu was delayed and ultimately only obtained a prop that looked like an eyeball, the purpose of which was unknown.

[Those despicable dark factions!]

The elf cursed inwardly, then lowered the brim of his hood and headed toward the Hall of Hearths.

As Ryu approached the Hearth Hall, he saw a group of scantily clad Amazons lying dead at the entrance.

As for Broly, he kicked out an Amazon.

"Ah, what's going on, Broly? Has your clan been attacked?"

Liu quickly went over to ask.

"It was an attack, but I've already taken care of it."

Broly picked up Algana from the ground and threw her out as well.

What to say.

The war games with the Apollo clan greatly reduced his leisure time.

This group of Kali Familia members, who had entered Orario through official channels or by sneaking in, attacked him again before dawn today.

"Listen up, if you don't want to be locked up by the city guards, you'd better not show your face in front of me!"

After Broly finished speaking, he pulled the elf, whom he hadn't seen for many days, through the door.

Outside the door, Algana's voice could be faintly heard: "Lord Broly, I will never give up on winning your love!"

Upon hearing this, Ryu's somewhat weary spirit was instantly refreshed. In the days when she wasn't keeping watch here, how many more bees and butterflies with feelings for the Saiyan boy that her friend liked had appeared around him?

Upon learning the identities of the Amazons who had been driven out, the reason they had entangled themselves with Broly, and their exact strength, only one sentence surfaced in Ryu's mind:

[Seele, how can I protect the boy you love from a group of Amazons led by a Level 6 enemy?!]

Of course, he should be called a teenager now.

Broly has grown a little taller in the last couple of days.

. . . .

“Miss Fells, here is ten million Fares.”

After taking a good shower and changing her clothes, Ryu found Miss Fool in the magic laboratory and brought out all the spoils she had gained from her dungeon raids over the past few days.

"Hey, what do you mean by that?"

Fels looked at the elf in front of him with some confusion.

“Your resurrection experiment with Broly was conducted in order to resurrect my former friend, so I want to cover the costs of this resurrection experiment.”

"Uh, Miss Liu, you're very kind, but you should take the money back."

"Oh, is it Broly who's stopping you from taking my money?"

"No, it's just that this money is too little; it's not even enough for me to burn for a day."

Ryu: "..."

Fells has recently been researching experiments to revitalize dead bones, simply because the chicken whose prosthetic limb was brought back to life is now experiencing some problems.

Although they are still burning money to keep it alive and obtain more research data, Fels estimates that it will return to death in about half a month.

“Ryu, you don’t actually need to worry about the cost of reviving your friend Adi. Miss Fool is willing to cover part of it, and I made a big profit yesterday.”

"No, Adi is my good friend, and I should be the one to pay for her resurrection."

However, Ryu remained adamant in the face of Broly's persuasion.

In some ways, she is similar to Ais, the only difference being that Ais is striving to become stronger in order to avenge her parents, while Ryu is working hard to earn money in order to revive her friend.

Broly could only respect her wishes and prepared to help her from the sidelines. Hmm, taking her to the Death Arena on the 37th floor of the labyrinth to farm gold might be a good option.

However, since Ryu had just returned from the dungeon, Broly didn't bring it up directly. He planned to wait until Miss Elf had a few days to rest before telling her about it.

In the afternoon, Miss Eina, Broly's dungeon advisor, came to visit: "Lord Hestia, I am here on behalf of the guild to check the current level of your familia."

In the war game, Bro uses his strength to prove himself, and this act of proving himself also triggers subsequent events in the collaboration.

People from the guild have come; they're here to update information about their clan.

"Information updates about clans are mainly divided into two parts: scale and rank."

"Lord Hestia, is your familia still only composed of Mr. Broly and Mr. Bell?"

"Yes, we currently have no plans to add any new members."

"Then, it will still be a small clan of ten or fewer people."

The half-elf made a record of this in his notebook.

"Next is the determination of the Familia's level. Lady Hestia, please tell me truthfully Mr. Broly's current true adventurer level. We will make the most professional judgment based on the level of the strongest member of your Familia and the number of dungeon floors you have reached."

"Rest assured, while upgrading a clan's rank will increase income tax, higher-ranking clans also enjoy privileges that lower-ranking clans do not have, such as hosting the Divine Banquet, conducting special events in Orario, and enjoying medical and consumer discounts in Babel..."

High-ranking families enjoy benefits, although most of these benefits seem more like empty fame than real profit to mortals. But for the gods, this empty fame is exactly what they need.

"What? Lv.1, Lady Hestia, are you sure you're not joking with us?"

However, upon learning that Broly's level was only Lv.1, the two guild staff members who came over, including Eina, were somewhat incredulous.

“We all watched yesterday’s war game. Mr. Broly, who was able to defeat more than a hundred Lv.1 to Lv.3 adventurers so easily, is just a Lv.1 novice adventurer?”
"Lord Hestia, please don't joke like that."

"I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, I can show your guild the tracing paper of my child's ability. However, it will contain my child's special abilities, so I'll have to erase the parts that are inconvenient to show and only leave the parts that can prove the level."

Hestia said.

"That's okay too."

Eina nodded, but the guild staff beside her proposed that the information be updated in front of them to prevent falsification of ability value imprints.

Hestia did not refuse and, in front of the two of them, copied the information from Broly's second ability panel from his back.

Then, Eina received a rubbing of an ability value panel, except for her level and name, which were clearly visible. The rest of the information, such as basic abilities, magic slots, and skill slots, was all blacked out.

"Why is everything black?"

"The 'black part' is naturally a secret that my child doesn't want to reveal to outsiders. The guild doesn't seem to have a strict rule that adventurers have to disclose their specific stats, magic, and skills, right?"

"Uh, no, but this..."

Looking at the Lv.1 clearly printed in the "Youth Level Information" column on her colleague's ability value imprint, and then looking at her own record of 59, the number of floors they had reached in the deepest labyrinth, Eina, the half-elf, didn't know how to continue writing for a moment.

The initial level, the deepest exploration dungeon layers on the surface, plus the actual war game, basically represent a remarkable achievement of a single person defeating an entire C-rank large clan.

Aside from the fact that the size of the family can be clearly registered as a small family, how should the other family levels be written?
"Lord Hestia, we may need to go back and report this information to the guild's higher-ups to discuss and study how to assess the level of your clans."

"No problem, please go ahead."

Hestia calmly took a sip of tea and then asked Broly to see the guests off.

After receiving this special information, the guild's upper echelons took two days to give their assessment:
[The Hestia Familia, a C+ rank small exploration-type Familia.]

(End of this chapter)