My Refrigerator Turned Into A Dungeon Chapter 54:

Space Warriors and Planned Cris

I'm setting off. To the battlefield in the far reaches of the galaxy.

And I will never look back.

If I turn around, there will be a white cloth partition, dampening the excitent that has built up.

In the dungeon corridor, a chubby man in camouflage clothing is wildly shooting an airgun assault rifle at dung beetles.

[Tapa-pa! Tapa-papa-pa! Pachi-pachi-pachi-pach!]

[Tch! Regular bullets are useless! Get the armor-piercing rounds ready!]

[Fukyu! Fukyu-kyu-kyu-kyu! Pachi-pachi-pachi-pach!]

"Damn it! They're closing in!"

"Wh-Where are the airstrikes?! Damn it! What is the Air Force doing?!"

Now, in front of my eyes, brave space warriors are fighting desperately against the bugs.

They may look like chubby n in camouflage clothing shooting dung beetle with airguns while making a ruckus, but that's just my ntal adjustnt. They are the space warriors who have left Earth and fight at the farthest reaches of the galaxy.

Look, they look so happy.

Otaku is children who couldn't grow up to be adults. No matter how old they get, their minds remain childlike. Even though they may look like chubby n, their eyes sparkle as they indulge in their [X-ship Trooper] pretend-to-play. To , who didn't have friends to play with like that, they looked very radiant.

"That's amazing"

"Hehe How about it? It's quite sothing! We have a painter among the mbers."

"Oh?"

However, the military nerd girl gives an off-topic response to my muttering. Indeed, the cardboard objects placed there are futuristic and cool.

"But bringing projectiles into the dungeon should be prohibited, right? How did you manage to get permission?"

"Oh yeah, it was a ticulous negotiation, you know? We set up proper partitions and posted guards. We also cooperate in rescue operations if we find injured people in the dungeon. We worked hard to have airsoft battles in the dungeon and stuff."

"I see."

"Well, the reason is that one of the police officers stationed here is my uncle!"

"What? It's just favoritism?"

A middle-aged man with deep wrinkles on his face approached from the back of the corridor and spoke to the military nerd girl next to .

"Hey, Shark, what happened to the lookout? And who is this man?"

(Shark?)

"I'm letting him observe because he showed interest. Plus, this guy seems to have an M60."

The military nerd girl continued to have a foul mouth.

"Oh, soone, stand in for Shark and keep watch! (Whirling) I'm the representative of this airsoft circle called Trident, and they call Admiral. And you?"

(Shark and Admiral, then)

"Nice to et you, Admiral. Well, you can call Jang. By the way, I like Haruna. How about you, Admiral?"

Jang is, of course, part of my last na. I often use it as a handle na on the internet. However, if I were to use Jang Moon, my na would be too obvious, and people might think I'm narcissistic, so I usually go with Jang. People who add Moon to their na tend to be narcissistic.

"Hmph! Haruna, huh I'm Fusou, but Naka-chan is also hard to resist!"

"Oh, I see You certainly have good taste, Admiral."

"Hmph, you too"

The man claiming to be Admiral in front of looked like a cool sushi chef at first glance. But it seed that he was a familiar Admiral to . Yes, I know we could get along sohow.

"What are you two talking about? I don't understand a thing."

Oh, right. The military nerd girl seems to be unfamiliar with KanColO.

"Hehehe Shark, Admiral, and Jang, this is quite an interesting combination. Jang, if you're interested, let's play a bit. I'll lend you my gun. Hey, soone, teach Jang the rules!"

I borrowed the Admiral's gun and joined the Orm Trooper ga.

It was fun. Incredibly fun. I played with all my heart, returning to my childhood. I joined the group of chubby n and shouted, "You damn bug!" while shooting airsoft guns and saved my comrades who were in trouble by colliding with Dango insects, and before I knew it, three hours had passed without defeating a single monster.

"Well, Jang, your strength saved us!"

"Yeah! You can even hold down those bugs with your bare hands!"

"Let's fight together again, Jang!"

"Yeah!"

I beca very close with the chubby n in camouflage uniforms whom I fought alongside.

"Jang, Trident will always welco you. Co visit us next ti."

"Admiral, thanks for everything. I'd love to co by again if possible."

"We usually do it here on the last Sunday of the month! Next ti, bring your M60, Jang!"

"Yeah, I'll bring it next ti. It's been sitting there untouched. Don't get mad if it doesn't work properly, okay?"

"I'll help you with the maintenance if that happens! See you, Jang!"

..

After getting along with the mbers of the airsoft circle Trident in the Bug Dungeon, I had a great ti. However, we made no progress in exploring the dungeon. Since it was enjoyable, let's consider it a good thing.

Afterward, I went to pick up Searaii-san at her part-ti job, stopped by a public bath, and at Seki-san's request, we had tendon at a soba restaurant before returning ho.

"Ah, it was delicious! Thank you, master!"

When we arrived at my apartnt, Serai-san was in a good mood and playfully placed her hands on my shoulders from behind. Most guys would fall for this, but I won't be deceived or shaken. Right now, at the center of my heart. There sits Rut, my very cute girlfriend.

However, Serai-san still gets stressed by the stares of n who kept staring at her during work, which can be considered stalking. Fortunately, she's in a good mood now. The power of the high-priced special tendon at the soba restaurant is no joke.

And in such a good mood, Serai-san offered to give a massage to repay .

When she said that, I couldn't be stingy, so I accepted Seki-san's massage. She started by massaging my shoulders while I sat cross-legged on the luxurious feather futon.

"Nsho, nsho (rubbing sound). How is it, master? Feels good?"

"Ah It feels really good"

Receiving a pre-bedti massage from Serai-san, a college beauty in her pajamas after bathing, is the best. It's not just about the skill of the massage itself, but the situation itself is blissful. If I were to try to buy this situation with money, I wonder how much it would cost.

It would require more than just the gasoline cost for the round trip on the motorcycle, the bathhouse fee, and the price of the special tendon.

"It's still hot, isn't it? (rubbing sound)."

"Yeah, you're right."

It's not like the room is hot since I turned on the air conditioning as soon as we got back. Serai-san must be referring to the recent weather.

"Sure Lie down. Ah Ah, sumr is almost over, huh?"

"Mmm, yeah"

"Before this sumr ends, I want to go to the beach or sothing~."

Huh, wait? Is this the pattern of children begging for sothing from their fathers?

"Well but even if we plan sothing now, it might not work out in ti"

"It'll be fine, right? Don't master want to see Ruu's swimsuit?"

"See her in a swimsuit!?"

[clatter!]

"That's right~. If this sumr ends, the next ti you can see Luu in a swimsuit will be next year, you know?"

"Hmm"

"I hope master and Ruu can continue getting along next year but you never know what will happen in life Sigh"

Hey, don't say sothing so ominous.

Hey, don't say such unlucky things.

Afterward, following the advice of "Shizu knows about this kind of thing, so why not consult her?", I sent a ssage. On the sa day, Nina-san sent a [Travel plan, a magnificent estimate sheet] to my phone.

I I was set up.