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

Lily wondered, "Why didn't I realize things had gotten this far? Is it Lord Takemikazuchi's curse?"

"Perhaps it was because of her admiration for Lord Takemikazuchi that she inherited one of his superfluous traits."

Aisha: "Why don't you take yours off too?"

Chigusa: "If there's no other way, then... I'll... But, I have the smallest breasts! Waaah... even smaller than Sakura's..."

Cassandra: "Stop talking! Miss Chigusa is going to turn evil! Stop talking! Breasts have no inherent value, Miss Chigusa!"

Haruhime: "Speaking of which, I've heard that Miss Cassandra looks very slim in clothes. Is that true?"

Cassandra: "Why did you have to ask that question now?!"

"In short, with Lord Mich and Lord Bell added to the mix, we're surrounded by such slow-witted people. However, perhaps in terms of slowness, Lord Takemikazuchi and the others are a step ahead of Lord Bell."

Daphne: "If she's even more oblivious than Bell Crane... then she's a monster."

Haruhime: "Even more...strange...than Lord Bell..."

"Lord Takemikazuchi and Mr. Sakura aren't monsters as bad as a black dragon."

Aisha: "Nobody said anything like that."

Cassandra: "However, it seems that Miss Chigusa received some advice from Miss Lily when she was cooking at the camp."

Daphne (pats shoulder) "Keep it up!"

Lily (pats shoulder) "Keep it up!"

Haruhime (pats shoulder) "Chigusa-sama, Haruhime will do her best too!"

Chigusa: "Huh? Huh? What's with this atmosphere? Cherry blossoms aren't some kind of monster!"

"(Patting shoulder) I'll support you, Ms. Chigusa."

Aisha (pats shoulder) "Don't just watch, take the initiative, understand?"

Cassandra (pats her on the shoulder) "You're always welcome to come and talk to us."

Chigusa: "Are you supporting me or just sympathizing with me? Make it clear—!"

(Joyful laughter from the crowd)

Lily: "Ha...it was quite enjoyable, girls' talk."

Cassandra was initially worried that things would get out of control, but anyway, talking about the opposite sex was quite enjoyable.

Chigusa: "Hmm, it feels like there's less of a barrier between us now."

Daphne: "These kinds of conversations between factions are actually quite important; they can enhance mutual understanding. Maybe the guys are having similar heated discussions too."

Lily: "How could that be? If anyone dares to instill any strange ideas in Lord Bell, Lily will definitely kick Lord Welf!"

(Joyful laughter from the crowd)

Aisha: "Why don't we go see what they're doing?"

Lily: "Wait, don't walk so calmly towards Lady Bell's room! Ugh... really! Everyone, stop Lady Aisha right now—"

~fin~

Season 4 Blu-ray Bonus: Ryu's IF Route "The Fairy's Branch History" Part 1

The online translation is from the Kingdom of Light

Translation: 021-5-F09

"I think I can understand a man's desire to protect a woman..."

Because of that sentence.

My chest trembled with a sweet feeling, then a bitter one.

Accompanied by an irrepressible burning, pain, and numbing sensation, a powerful emotion spread from the depths of my chest to every corner of my body.

—You're really cunning.

I had no choice but to complain so bitterly.

Only by saying this can one belittle the boy while simultaneously reminding oneself of his own shortcomings.

But Ryu couldn't say anything.

Hugging myself in my own arms, I feel so tender and loving.

(I……)

Blood and heat gathered inappropriately on her cheeks.

He twisted his body slightly, leaning back as if searching for something.

As if responding to her, the boy sitting on the ground holding Ryu also channeled power into his wrist.

He couldn't help but let out a trembling breath.

For some reason, it made her feel very sweet.

(I……)

He apologized to the girl with the pale complexion.

It's no longer possible to hide it.

His memories are returning. For Ryu, the incredible, intense, and irreplaceable "five months" have washed away her obsession with cleanliness.

I want to look back one last time—that's what my heart whispers to itself.

I long to exchange glances with the beautiful deep red (red tourmaline) right beside me—my heart is filled with such anxiety.

We want to gaze at each other from a distance where we can easily reach each other with the slightest movement.

Ryu couldn't resist the idea.

If they turn back, something between them will change decisively.

It's clear that we can never go back.

Without backing down or being able to endure it, she abandoned her pure and honest fairy heart.

(I...to him)

She shook her light green hair and turned her head.

Their gazes met those wide, deep red (red tourmaline) eyes.

The slightly parted lips, as if drawn together by silk threads, moved closer to the other pair of lips.

Her moist eyes and melting cheeks made the distance between them almost zero.

His arm did not resist.

It was as if she was cursing her own indecisiveness, or as if she couldn't resist the enchanting sight before her eyes.

He could only apologize to his own tearful longing, and then he chose "her".

Deep within the labyrinth where a clear stream flows, there are only two people.

In the tiny Azure Paradise, where there are neither people nor monsters, two shadows overlap.

in case.

Really, just if.

If the story of a simple-minded, foolish boy who single-mindedly pursues an unattainable beauty is called "official history".

This story should be described as the "branch history" of the fairy tree, which was placed alone in a corner of the ideal world.

That happened the day after Bell discovered the magic [Fire Lightning].

Sweating profusely from using such an expensive magic book, he ran to Hill, the "Fertile Mistress," who had lent him the book.

Mia's loud shout brought him back to his senses from his initial panic. Bell put his hand on his head, asking if this was really okay, while exchanging wry smiles with Hill.

"Hill! You forgot your lunch, meow!"

The cat-like chef ran over from the direction of the kitchen.

The baskets she was carrying in both hands were probably the lunch Hill usually prepared for Bell. She rushed over in a panic, and in front of Bell and the others, she gracefully hooked her hind leg around her front leg—and then took flight.

"well?"

"ah."

"Meow!?"

Bell, Hill, and the girl's voices fell in turn.

Just as Belle was shocked to see her slip where there was nothing, the cook girl and her basket fell to the ground together. With a single syllable expressing Hill's surprise, the basket slowly spilled its contents—

"We can't just sit idly by and do nothing."

--not at all.

Just as a gust of wind blew up, someone rushed over and skillfully caught the basket, preventing it from falling.

"!!"

At that moment, Bell's eyes widened.

The sudden, biting wind drew his attention.

That was an action from a 'different dimension' that even a low-level adventurer of Lv.1 would understand.

Bell saw it.

that person.

She wore the same light green uniform and headdress as Hill.

She stood there like a delicate elf, her skirt billowing slightly, seemingly unaffected.

Besides the basket, she also had enough room to hold a cat-person of similar size to herself on her arm.

"Whoa! Ryu, you really helped me a lot, meow! If you had knocked it over, I would have gotten a real beating from Sheer, meow!"

"I would never do such a thing!"

"Mei, it's best if you don't move. Leave the serving to us, you just need to focus on cooking... It may be a bit much to say, but if you move around, our workload will increase."

Leaving the stunned Bell aside, the cook called May, Hill who was shouting red-faced, and that other person spoke in turn.

One of the employees of "The Abundant Mistress", the fairy Ryu.

Bell also knew her.

Just a few days ago, she not only found the "Blade of Hestia" that Bell thought he had lost, but also helped Bell and the little girl who were being harassed by adventurers.

Yes, I already knew back then. From previous events, Belle realized that she wasn't an ordinary person.

However, even without prior knowledge, she was still very quick (…).

Unlike Bell, who was caught off guard and had no time to react, Ryu leaped out from the inside of the long bar counter, appearing as swiftly as the wind to prevent a tragedy. How could those slender arms possess such strength? Even with her hands occupied, she didn't lose her balance at all.

Bell spent a long time analyzing the series of events unfolding before his eyes, his skin crawling from the incredible skill, and he couldn't tear his gaze away even after a long time.

"Hill, here you go."

"Thank you, Ryu."

Bell thought to himself, his gaze fixed on Ryu and Hill as they handed him the basket.

(If it's this person... wouldn't they be able to teach me how to fight? (···········)?)

Bell has always had a problem: he's the only member of his faction.

Exploring the dungeon alone would be fine. It's actually gotten to the point where Eina has to be careful, which is worrying, but I've gotten used to exploring alone, and recently Lilyluka from another faction has started assisting as a supporter. Increasing the number of people in my own faction is urgent, but I can still manage to hold on for a while.

The problem was the method of combat. Without any predecessors from his [Family], Bell had to train himself in his own way. Bell noticed this was extremely inefficient. At least, it wasn't the 'shortest distance' for pursuing the unattainable goal of Ais Wallenstein.

We must go. Bell noticed that this was extremely inefficient—at least,

If the goal is to achieve something as unattainable as Ace Wallenstein, this isn't the "shortest distance." Bell's aspirations are simply that distant.

The main deity (Hestia) is also negotiating with a god named Takemikazuchi to see if he can lend Belial a hand, but this god seems to be busy with work that is no less demanding than Hestia's. The members of the Familia also seem to be sending subsidies back home because of the troubles in their hometown (…), so they don't have the time to bring along newcomers.

Bell knew that even if she forced herself to follow them as they advanced to the lowest level of the "upper level," she would only be a hindrance. More importantly, she couldn't deprive them of their precious time to practice with her.

In his predicament, Bell is looking for a "powerful" individual who is not affiliated with anyone.