My Room Has Become a Dungeon's Rest Area

"Are you serious?

"Ugh, yeah. Me, I thought it was because of the school swimsuit that 47 was 48 at the limit, but I was a mom of 48 even if I took it off... Because of the chew on the towel when they drank coke."

So what happened to the forced situation just now?

"So I tried... what do you think?

"I'm 49! If you chew, do you get a little bit of no growth limit?

"Seriously. Have you ever heard that no limit to the growth of a skill lies in a chew?

"I don't. If that happened, it would be a terrible rumor."

I guess so. That's why he's such a delight to Deet.

"But isn't the ability to grow to the limit shown as a skill?

"Is it the wonder of the world of towels? Or rare potential skills that you can't even see if you have rare unique skills, and people with high skill levels in people appraisals may see them."

"People Appraisal Skills!? Some of them are so convenient."

"Joblessness also learns appraisal skills, so if you get to the next level, you will."

"Unemployed, you're surprisingly awesome!

"I remember the magic system."

"Hey, what?

Isn't it great to be unemployed?

"Instead, I don't remember giving you levels many times or even dozens of times the right profession."

"Ugh."

"On average, there's a growth limit to it that's said to be around 15, so you can't remember your skills and it ends. Because skills are often remembered when levels rise."

"What? But I don't have a growth limit, do I?

"Sort of. So like I said, I can remember any day. I hope you literally knock out as many monsters as you can before your lifespan hits."

A pile of monsters. I might figure it out.

But Deet came up with the idea that life expectancy wouldn't help.

Somehow he closes his eyes and brings his face closer.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Already! It's up to Chew!

"Hey, wait a minute."

"What. You won't help me raise my growth limits?

"Yes!?

"I've been an adventurer for decades without growth! Knocking down a monster or knocking it down won't make you strong. The guy with the higher growth limits coming later is going to pull me out!

Ugh. That's pathetic indeed. But......

"Wow, I get it. He said he'd do it again when he reached his growth limit."

"What. Not bad. He said he didn't want to waste it!

There was a girl's smile on my mind.

"Ahhh! Leah!"

Deet turns bright red. This won't be a light.

"Do you like it?

"... I don't hate that... I care."

I already somewhat know that the girl in front of me is strong.

You don't have to see something glowing at the end of your eyes. Besides...

"Deet too..."

"Huh?"

After a little silence, they asked.

"With me."

"As much..."

I don't think it's always right to be honest about everything, but I didn't say anything but the truth.

"Hmm. That's right. That's right."

Deet tries to peek into my face, looking down into a bright red habit himself.

"Huh, in normal cases like this, don't girls get angry?

"I'm not that narrow-minded. I don't know that girl, though."

"Is that what this is about?

"You can choose that girl first."

"Huh? Well, what do you mean?

Does Deet just want to lift his growth limit because he doesn't care about me or anything?

"Also, already! I like it. I like it though! He's a human being. He'll die first."

"Huh?"

Eighty years from now, I'll have the tool.

Deet laughs demonically as he returns to his strong temper.

I look confident as an elf of a long-lived species......

"No, after 80 years, not just Leah, but I'm gonna die, too."

Regardless of whether I was going out with Deet in eighty years, I hit the issue of life expectancy again just now.

Even if there is a slightly thought up way to raise the level in Tonschihote, all this can't be helped.

I snapped in trouble. [M]

"There seems to be an easy way to level up. Life expectancy doesn't matter..."

Deet snaps like trouble too.

"I know how to extend my life. But in order to achieve that, we need to raise the level very high..."

Each other's twinkles surprise each other.

I looked at each other.

"TOOL! How do you level up easily!?

"Oh, oh! Teach me, then tell me how to increase my life expectancy"

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I tried to tell Deet the way I thought about it in Tonquijote. [M]

"What do you think? Cultivation also flourishes in my world. If I tell you, it's like livestock."

"TO, TOOL. Shh, that's a great idea. Monster farming? It was a blind spot to cultivate monsters for extermination in a dungeon..."

It may have been a good thing that the monsters didn't think the same way about Deeds and I, who were desperate to get paid by the Alliance or fight monsters to survive.

"I don't know if I'm going to have to go to a place called Tonskihote to take down that camera footage and the trap while I watch it on my computer, but I'm sure I can"

"Oh! Seriously!

"Yeah. Because I also have a profession in my world called Trapper. But I can't believe I'm just pushing a button in this room..."

"Yeah. Eat potatoes, drink coke, and feel like a game."

Great for pulling.

"Shh, it's amazing, but what was my sweat and blood for 200 years?"

Deet held his head in.

"Okay! Then tell me more about life expectancy. Deet. Hey, Deet."

"Dungeon Master......"

Yes. Dungeon master?

Deet said to throw with his head in his arms.

"What's that?

"In a nutshell, it's skill. Skills that can be masters of dungeons"

"... you mean the master of the dungeon"

"Go to the bottom of the dungeon and take over your skills from the current Dungeon Master. They say Yomi's dungeon will have a dungeon master."

"So you have to be strong to get there."

Deet nods.

"And if they refuse to take over, it'll be a fight. We have to beat that."

"I see. I knew I needed strength. But what does it have to do with life expectancy?"

"If you have the skills of a Dungeon Master, you won't get old."

"Hey, what!? You mean no immortality, but immortality?

"And you stay young. That's why they don't want to let go. So there are rumors of monsters hiding in the back."

Hmm. That certainly might make me less inclined to let go.

"But hey. I don't know if I could live that long."

So Deet smiled at me demonically.

"Oh...... TOOL. Aren't you interested in being with me all the time, not getting old, while you come and go between the world of condos and the world of dungeons? It's gonna be fun."

"Yeah, yeah? Uh-huh. Not bad, but I wonder if my grandmother in heaven would be sad like that?

"Why? I didn't do anything wrong."

Deet strokes my chest with his index finger to stimulate me.

Besides, he looks like a bloomer. Are you really a virgin with this colour?

"No, because. You make and place monsters and stuff to protect yourself, right? So the adventurer dies."

"Others will do it if Tool doesn't. There are aspects of the economy spinning around in monsters."

"Well, that may be..."

"If Tool does it - maybe he won't have to place almost any monsters, will he? You could've hidden in the apartment room."

"Yes, indeed."

"It's for the world."

Deet leans by my ear with his well-shaped mouth.

I feel good about my voice and the exhalation I get thrown up every time.

"And you're going to level it up for nothing?

"Or so it is."

Come to think of it, you may have a goal of going for a dungeon master rather than just defeating or exploring monsters.

"Okay, then I was going to level up and explore a bit, and the Dungeon Master will finally go for it!

"Yay! Absolutely!"

"No, I'll try."

I don't feel like it's going to be difficult.

"Take your skills for me. Elves of the long-lived species are prone to be lost in a long life."

I've already asked if Deet is a personality issue or because of some reason. What do you mean you can't have a man for 221 years with all this color?

"Okay, I got it."

In this way, not only did I vaguely raise my level, but I finally got a new goal: to go for the Dungeon Master.

Well to tell you the truth, I'd like to start living alone in peace...... Leah is scared and Deet is lonely.

I love the two of you, and it looks like I still have to help you.