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

What I like: the radiance of the soul

The "Goddess of Beauty," whose lips always curve into a bewitching smile. Her beauty surpasses even among the gods, captivating the hearts of many male deities. She resides atop the Tower of Babel in Orario. She has taken a liking to Bell, and seems to harbor some kind of plan…

CHRACTER NO.10

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OTTARL

Age: 32 years old

Height: 210cm

Affiliation: [Freya Familia]

Ability stats: LV.?

Force: ? Durability: ? Dexterity: ? Agility: ? Magic Power: ?

magic:?

Skill:?

An adventurer belonging to the Freya Familia. She worships and is devoted to Freya, remaining utterly loyal to the goddess. She will use any means necessary to complete a mission for her sake. Similarly, she enjoys Freya's great trust and is sometimes allowed to offer Freya advice.

"Ha, ah, achoo!"

With a loud sneeze, her two tied-up black pigtails bounced up.

The hand towel that was placed on her forehead slipped down, and the immortal lying on the bed covered with a blanket let out a groan, reaching out to cover her forehead with the hand towel herself.

"God, immortal... are you alright?"

"Ha, hahaha, I'm fine, very fine... maybe not so fine."

I panicked and asked helplessly. The deity answered me, and I could tell from his voice that he was just putting on a brave face.

Her round cheeks were flushed red, and her neck was slender and shapely. Her feverish eyes darted around, making her seem unreliable.

My shoulders are still shivering from the cold, and I'm lying curled up in bed.

These are symptoms of a cold.

"So even gods get colds..."

"It's less about catching a cold and more about how coming to the lower realm caused me to become susceptible to illness..."

This is the headquarters of the Hestia Familia, located in the basement of the church. The goddess lies in bed, and I nestle beside her pillow, tending to her.

It happened very early in the morning. I got up from the sofa, which I sleep on every night, and was preparing to explore the dungeon as usual, when I heard a small cough, as if it was trying not to make a sound.

Even I, who don't understand women's hearts, understood this time. Because the fairy's appearance was exactly like how I was when I was a child, not wanting to cause trouble for my grandfather, so I covered myself with a blanket and endured the symptoms of a cold.

I abandoned my exploration plans and ran to Shenxian's side, checking her temperature and rummaging through the prepared blankets. I was flustered and busy, and finally I was able to take care of her like this.

"I understand the rules set by the gods, but there's no need to deliberately seek out suffering..."

"Hey, hey, hey, Bell, don't look at me like that, all pity. Gods can catch a cold? Isn't that amazing? I'm currently savoring the wonders of the mortal realm, cough cough, cough cough!"

"Gods, immortals—!"

The stubborn immortal started coughing violently, coughing incoherently. All I could do was scream.

The fairy's entire face was flushed. Not only that, she also seemed to feel very cold; it was clear she had a high fever.

I thought it was just a common cold, but...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"immortal?"

The fairy trembled and closed her eyes. I leaned closer to check on her.

"...It's so cold—, Belle, sleep with me—, warm me with your skin—"

It seems the deity was burning up so badly that he started talking nonsense.

(She's already so sick...)

The towel I placed on her forehead had long since become lukewarm. I put the towel back into the water tank. After squeezing out the excess water, though it might seem disrespectful, I first wiped the beads of sweat from the immortal's face.

My cheek, which my fingertips accidentally brushed against, felt incredibly hot. After hesitating for a long time, I gently placed my palm on the immortal's forehead.

It felt like my hands were being warmed by a heater; it was so hot.

"So comfortable..."

The fairy still had her eyes closed, covering my hand that was on her forehead with her palm.

Weak and feeble fingers gripped the back of my hand tightly and softly.

Listening to the fairy's faint, rapid breathing, I gently bit my lip.

I want to do something for her. Even just a little bit, I want to ease the suffering of the goddess.

I tried desperately to remember. I tried to recall what my grandfather had done for me when I had a cold and felt unwell.

He wiped the sweat off my body, fed me hot food, and prepared cold medicine for me...

(medicine……)

By the way, if we can feed the fairy medicine, maybe it can help her get better from her cold.

But... would the kind of medicine we take work on gods? I wonder if it would be okay to give ordinary medicine that we use every day to gods who are high-level beings (Deus·Dea).

Besides, even if she were to go get the medicine, given the current state of the deity, it wouldn't be right to leave her alone...

I was powerless to do anything; time just kept slipping away in vain.

"Lord Bell? Are you home—?"

Just as I was hesitating.

There was a cute knocking sound coming from the headquarters door, and at the same time I heard someone say something like this.

I turned around abruptly, and just then, Lily peeked in through the crack in the main office door.

"Lily!"

"Lily was wondering why you hadn't arrived by the appointed time, so she came to disturb you... Is something the matter?"

When I'm exploring dungeons, I always meet up with Lily, my supporter, at a fixed spot. Lily probably waited for ages before coming to check on things.

My companions, who were exploring the dungeon, now seemed like saviors. I stood up and waved wildly.

"Please, Lily! The fairy has caught a cold, could you please watch over her for a bit? I'll definitely make it up to you later!"

"Lord Bel?"

When I saw Lily come to the fairy's bedside, I immediately told her everything in one breath and hurriedly asked her for help.

Lily's eyes widened, and before she could say anything, I bowed my head and apologized to her first.

"I'll go get some medicine and be right back!"

I've thought of a place where I might be able to get medicine for the gods.

With all the money I had on hand, I rushed out of headquarters in a great hurry.

"They've left..."

"Mmm—, Belle—, hold my hand—"

"...Goddess Hestia, that's not Lord Bell's hand. Lily doesn't mind, does she...?"

"...Wow!"

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West Street was already bustling with traffic and gradually becoming lively. I turned onto the main street and stepped into a dimly lit back alley. Because I was too flustered, I took the wrong turn several times, and finally managed to rush into a detached house built in a poorly lit area.

"Excuse me, is Mihko-sensei here?"

As soon as I pushed open the wooden door, I started shouting without even saying hello.

Inside the store, lined with display cases lining the walls—the headquarters of the [Mih Familia]—the faction's chief deity, Mih, and member Nazha were both present. Mih and Nazha seemed to be organizing merchandise, each carrying a wooden crate in their arms, watching me rush into the store.

"Bell, what's wrong? You seem so anxious. What happened?"

"It's like this, the deity caught a cold and fell ill..."

Azure eyes, the same color as my hair, stared at me as I explained things to the god Mihe.

The Mih Familia's main activity is selling healing potions (elixirs), especially various goods called medicines. If you want to ask about specialized knowledge of medicines, this is the place to go. And if you consult the god Mih, he might even teach you some healing potions that are effective even for the goddess Hestia.

I was out of breath and hurriedly told the two of them the general situation. Miss Nazha said, "Here..." and handed me a glass of water. "Th-thank you," I said obediently, taking the glass of water.

I rested for a moment and regained my composure. Mihel nodded thoughtfully, resting his chin on his hand. Then he looked at me and smiled.

"Don't worry, Bell. There's a medicine you need... There's no medicine more effective for God than this."

"R-Really?!"

"Um."

I leaned forward to speak, but Mihemiah interrupted me, continuing:

"No need to pay. Money isn't important; the problem is that preparing this special medicine requires a special method. Of course, it will take some effort. Therefore, Bell, I need your help..."

"I'll do it! I'm willing to do anything, please let me help!"

"Well answered."

Mih appeared quite satisfied, his smile deepening, before he looked at Miss Nazha and gave her instructions.

"Nazha, please prepare the medicine first. Bell and I need to leave for a while."

"Okay... Bell, good luck!"

Ms. Nazha's eyes were half-open, and she had a sleepy expression, but she answered very clearly.

Hearing her say that to me at the end, I quickly nodded, and she went deeper into the store.

"Um, Miheshvara. What are we going to do next...?"

I was a little out of touch with the situation and asked hesitantly... Mihreh put his robe back on and raised the corners of his mouth.

"It's nothing, just going to gather some materials and tools."

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Demeter, are you there?

Within the wooden house, which gives a warm and peaceful impression, there is a small backyard separated by a handmade fence.

A woman who appeared to be a member of the community led us around the mansion to the backyard, where I was greeted by the familiar scent of earth and leaves that I had grown accustomed to since childhood.

A goddess was in the backyard... scattering some seeds in the vegetable garden, when she was drawn back by the call of the god Mihel.

"Isn't this Mihe? What brings you here today?"

The goddess Demeter, dressed in a loose-fitting long dress and wearing a straw hat, smiled kindly. Her soft, honey-colored hair, flowing beneath the hat, shimmered beautifully in the sunlight.

"Oh, you are... Bell from Hestia's place, right? Hehe, I'm so sorry for disturbing your time alone the other day."

“No, no!”

When the goddess called my name, my shoulders tensed up, and I could only manage this weak reply.

The last time I went out for dinner with the goddess Hestia, I was attacked (or rather, ambushed) by the goddesses Demeter and others. That experience was so thrilling that even now, thinking about it makes me blush.

My face had once been stuffed between those breasts… The thought made me shake my head frantically. I forced my gaze away from those magnificent breasts, which were clearly visible even through my clothes, and unsurprisingly, I blushed again, desperately trying to stop myself from looking there.

"That's right, I heard Hestia caught a cold and fell ill."

"Oh dear, Hestia is sick?"

"Yes. So, we'd like to ask you to share some of the herbs you cultivate with us."

The god Mihe told me that the Demeter Familia is a commercial faction primarily engaged in the cultivation of crops and fruit trees. Besides this small vegetable garden, they seem to possess vast tracts of farmland on the outskirts of the city beyond the city walls. It is said that their crops contribute significantly to Orario's food needs.

Not only that, I heard they also engage in a unique trade specific to dungeon cities: purchasing underground labyrinth-native plants and fruits from adventurers, which can only be obtained in dungeons, and actively attempting to cultivate and develop them on the surface. They have already successfully produced many varieties, and demand is quite high for both ordinary citizens and adventurers. Hearing this truly astonished me.

The fruits and herbs produced in the labyrinth have high nutritional value or efficacy, and can also be used as raw materials to make items for adventurers.

(So ​​that's what he meant by gathering all the materials...)

In other words, Mihel intends to travel throughout the entire city to collect the materials and tools needed for the divine elixir, just as he has come here. He seems to want to ask the goddess Demeter to share some herbs with us as ingredients for the elixir.