Chapter 16: Grim Reapers Lunch Box
Chapter 16: Grim Reaper's Lunch Box
After noon, the entrance to District 2 became deserted again.
Adventurers who had taken a break scattered around the dungeon in search of monsters.
As for me, finally being able to get my break, I’m going to eat the bread and apple I brought with me.
[Someone, help me carry someone wounded! Anybody!?]
Just as I was about to bite down though, I heard a voice calling for help from within the dungeon.
It wasn’t that far away from here.
It would be dangerous, but I just couldn’t abandon them.
Holding the Flying Snake card in my hand, I ran toward the voice.
The deeper I went into the dungeon, the louder the voices became.
It seemed that there was still a battle going on.
[Where is it!? Where are you!?]
[This way! Our porter got hit in the leg. Please get him to safety.]
I went toward the voice and found 5 adventurers engaged in battle with a rhino-like monster.
In the vicinity of the room, there’s a boy lying on his back.
It was the same boy who had come to my stall.
[Regal, get a hold of yourself!]
[Uuu…… Ngghh……]
The adventurers are fighting while trying to protect Regal, and they seem to be having trouble moving freely.
[Quickly take him away!]
[Alright.]
I picked up Regal and headed back the way I came.
When I returned to the entrance of District 2, I examined Regal’s wounds.
The flesh of his thigh was split open and blood was pouring out.
[Mirai-san, please give me some restorative tea.]
Restorative tea is a drink, but pouring it over the wound would also be effective.
Cutting apart the cloth in Regal’s trousers near his wound, I poured the cooled restorative tea over it.
[Kuh!]
Perhaps feeling the sting from his wound, Regal bears with it with some tears in his eyes.
The bleeding had stopped slightly, but the wound was still not healed.
[More restorative tea.]
[I don’t know. With a wound this bad, I don’t think he can be healed with just restorative tea.]
Even so, I want to do what I can.
[If it’s money, I’ll pay for it, so I’d like to have some more.]
[What’s the matter?]
A voice suddenly called out in the dungeon, and the Grim Reaper appeared out of the darkness.
His sudden arrival made both Mirai-san and Sanaga-san reflexively let out a short shriek.
Even Regal, who was wounded and lying on the ground, began to tremble.
However, I’ve already gotten used to the Grim Reaper.
There were rumors that he was a murderer, but when I talked to him, he seemed more normal than I had expected.
[It’s just as you see. This child is wounded. Ah, Minerva, do you have any bandages? If so, please share them with me.]
[No, I don’t.]
[I see. It can’t be helped then.]
I have to find something to tie his wound shut and stop the bleeding.
As I was rummaging through my bag for something to use as a tourniquet, Minerva approached.
Then, he put his hand close to Regal’s thigh.
[Ohh!]
A burst of green light came from Minerva’s hand, and Regal’s wounds healed quickly.
[Oi, oi, you can use Recovery Magic!? That’s amazing.]
[Being at least able to use this is no big deal.]
The Grim Reaper replied bluntly, but despite not showing it outright, he seemed to be pleased with the praise.
[U- U- U- Ummm…… Thank you very much.]
Regal too, even though he was trembling, thanked him.
[By the way, why are you here, Yuusuke?]
Minerva turned to me and asked.
[Actually, I didn’t have a permit, so I can’t do business in my earlier spot anymore.]
[So that’s how it is. I’ve been looking for you for a long time, and was surprised that you’re not there.]
[You were looking for me?]
At my words, the Grim Reaper exaggeratedly waved his hand in denial.
[I was not! I wasn’t wandering around the open space in front of the dungeon looking for you!]
[You just said you were looking for me though.]
[Uh, w- well…… I meant I wasn’t frantically looking for you. Don’t get me wrong……]
The heck is with this guy.
[Ah, alright. You’re craving for something sweet again, aren’t you?]
[U…… mu……]
[However, it’s not good for your health if you eat sweets all the time. Here, I’ll share my apple and bread with you, so eat them with me.]
[N- No…… If it’s lunch, I have them with me.]
[Minerva’s going to eat now huh. Guess I’ll eat mine too.]
Thereupon, Minerva suddenly stood up.
[Oi, Yuusuke!!!]
With a shout, he glared at me.
Did I do something to offend him?
[W- What’s the matter, suddenly talking so loudly……]
[……I- If you want, how about eating together with me!?]
[Huh?]
[H- Here…… I’ll give you this……]
Minerva brought out a cute light blue lunch box.
The side of the box has a picture of a cat walking in a meadow.
[However, what about your lunch, Minerva? You won’t have anything to eat though?]
[Don’t worry. I have another one.]
Saying this, Minerva took out a different colored lunch box, a pink one this time, from her luggage.
Matching lunch boxes……
[Sorry. I’ll eat them without reservations then.]
[Umu, I made two of them by accident.]
He apparently made two by accident.
How is that even possible?
Well, whatever. One of my good points is that I don’t sweat the small stuff.
Yep, I’m singing my own praises.
Opening the lid, I found sandwiches and fruits neatly arranged.
The sandwich had sauteed chicken, vegetables and bacon.
[Whoa, these look delicious. Minerva is good at cooking huh.]
[It’s no big deal……]
[Alright then, let’s dig in. Ah, I’ll buy you some tea. Mirai-san, I’d like some tea for him.]
[Y- Yesh!]
The tea was handed to me by Mirai-san with trembling hands.
[It’s alright, he looks and sounds scary, but in reality, he’s not such a bad guy.]
[I- Is that so……]
[What are you doing, Yuusuke!? Stop talking to other women and come over here already! Being swayed by the allure of a mature woman……]
He started grumbling about incoherent stuff.
Was he getting irritable from hunger?
[Are you some possessive boyfriend or what? Saying stuff like that could cause misunderstandings.]
[Not like I care.]
[Geez. Anyway, I’ll start eating. Oh, this is tasty!]
[You think so? Ufu…… ufufu……]
Even if you giggled ufufu like that……
With the way he looks, it just feels like some vicious criminal laughing.
Sorry.
By the way, why is this guy wearing a mask?
Does he have a burn scar by any chance?
If so, it would be better not to ask questions carelessly.
He may be a man, but he probably wants to hide such scars.
In any case, as we ate lunch, I don’t know why, but Minerva seemed to be in a good mood.
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