My Refrigerator Turned Into A Dungeon Chatper 352

Greedy Dog

Today, instead of going to the mountains, I’m busy making smoked at in the yard.

The reason is that Massive Kangaroo—Masaru for short—ended up following us. For now, I can’t take my eyes off him to keep an eye on his behavior.

But at least Masaru’s been behaving.

Last night, he slept in the barn and didn’t break anything or hurt anyone. Right now, he’s just wandering around Serai-san’s yard. Still, it’s not like there’s been zero damage—Masaru ate all the vegetables we were drying to make pickles, and the Gramps got pretty mad about it.

"Hey, Masaru, good thing the yard’s big, huh? In the city, you wouldn’t get away with this."

"Huff, munch…"

Sa as when we first t, Masaru’s still got that shaless attitude. But at least he’s stopped acting aggressive.

Well, after Serai-san beat the crap out of him and I knocked him around too, he probably figured, "Picking a fight with these guys is a bad idea." Instinct, I guess. Either way, it seems like our physical negotiation worked out, and that’s what matters.

But who knew even animals could gain statuses and beco ability users if they enter a dungeon…?

This info’s gotta be great news for animal lovers. Beast tars in circuses who handle bears and tigers could beco real Beast Tars now. Huh, with this, even a real-life Momotaro wouldn’t be a pipe dream. Though who knows if a party of a monkey, pheasant, and dog would actually be strong…

anwhile, the Gramps went to put up a fence around the funny-looking carrots so Masaru wouldn’t eat those too.

A super farming warrior who silently observes crops and perfectly gauges their condition.

Even for him, taking care of reactive plant monsters seems fun—he keeps checking on them and fussing over them. Hah, their relationship seems good. Glad the Gramps’s found a new hobby.

…….

"Ugh, I’ve had enough…!"

While keeping watch over the smoker and enjoying the aroma of the at, Serai-san returned with a pout after cleaning up lunch. What’s up? We all had a fun barbecue in the yard earlier.

"What’s wrong, Serai-san?"

When I called out to her, she plopped down on the log I was sitting on.

"Oto… that guy sohow got my number from one of my friends, I think."

"Ah. So that’s why your phone kept ringing during lunch…"

"That idiot… he’s so persistent."

"Yikes. That’s annoying."

Hmm. I don’t know much about Oto-kun, but from what I’ve seen and what Serai-san’s told , he seems like a huge narcissist. Probably the type who thinks, "I’m amazing. No way any girl would leave ."

But you’d think getting his arm broken would’ve clued him in that she really hates him. Or did that just make him obsess even more…?

Either way, at this stage, it’s probably not my place to interfere.

Right now, she’s dating . Or—if I said, "Serai-san already has a guy in Tokyo, so give up," would he even listen? …Hmm, saying that might just make him double down out of spite.

When you’re young and in that growth spurt phase where your body and strength keep increasing, it’s easy to get carried away with that sense of invincibility. But when you’re the big shot of your little world, that arrogance can get real bad.

Still, Oto-kun… you’ve got tons of friends, and even if they’re loud, so girls clearly like you. Why not just have fun with them instead of pestering Serai-san? This is just pathetic.

If he keeps this up, he’s gonna end up like the dog who dropped its at trying to snatch its reflection’s…

"If you need help with anything, don’t hesitate to ask, Serai-san."

"Thanks, Egetsu-san."

Yeah. The worst thing in ssy romance stuff like this is losing my cool too.

Exes and current lovers going at it—"Stop fighting over !"—might look good in manga or dramas, but in real life, it’s just a trashy lovers’ quarrel. So as the mature one here, it’s best to stay calm and keep an eye on things from a distance.

"But Egetsu-san, you can make anything so easily, huh?"

As if to change the subject, Serai-san looked up at the large, egg-shaped smoker and muttered that.

"Yeah. Well, with skills like [Sli] and [Art], this much is nothing."

With these skills and aura-powered telekinesis, even an earthen oven is easy to make.

As we both stared at the smoker lazily puffing smoke from its top, an engine noise approached, and a honk sounded from beyond the gate.

Oh? What’s up? Looks like Sasayama-san’s here again.