Infinite Gacha - Chapter 14

A dozen or so days after diving into the dungeon and settling the magic stone--.

Mr. Dirk!　Mr. Gold, Mr. Nemm!"

Early in the morning, as I line up at the back of the line to enter the dungeon, I am approached from behind.

We had already noticed the presence of Erio and the other boy adventurers, but they came running up to us, waving their hands in the air.

Since dungeons in this city are usually dived for long periods of time, it had been a while since we had seen them.

Again, Erio and the others were carrying their luggage for outdoor lodging.

It's been a long time, Mr. Elio. It's been a while since you fought with the Great Bushwolves.

I'm sure you're right. In other dungeons, however, camping is the basic way of life in this town. It's really difficult to see each other unless the timing is right. We were really lucky today to finally get to give them a thank-you gift!"

A thank-you gift?"

The unexpected words make me tilt my head back.

Elio and his friends were smiling genuinely as if they were handing out presents at a surprise party.

Erio nudges Mya, his sister, who is hiding behind him.

Mya suggested that we give them something in return for all the help they had given us before. Here, Mya, you're going to give it to Mr. Dirk, right?"

I know, I know, don't push me, bro. ......Mr. Dirk, this is, uh, a trinket, if you don't mind, please take it.

Mya pulls out a small bivalve in a container from her pocket and holds it out to me with both hands, her face bright red.

It is small enough to fit in the palm of a child's hand.

I am puzzled, but take the bivalve from her hand.

Is this ......?"

It's a medicine for burns that my late grandmother taught me a long time ago. It can't make the burns go away, but, um, I thought it would be a little comforting for Mr. Dirk's burns. ...... I wanted to thank you at least for your help. Did I bother you?"

Mya asks with concern, looking up at me.

For the first time since I left the "abyss," a gift was given to me out of pure goodwill. The quality of the gift would certainly be of a common level, but the thought made me very happy.

I clutched the shellfish containing the medicine for my burns and thanked her for the gift.

It's no bother at all," he said. Thank you so much. I'm glad.

Unsatisfied with my own words of gratitude, I rummaged in my pocket.

I wanted to give her something in return.

(As expected, it would be too suspicious to pull out a shield, sword, or knife from my pocket, and I wondered if she would be drawn in by the exaggeration of a single potion. ) Then, I thought, maybe a small item or an accessory would be better.

Not expensive looking rings, necklaces, etc. with jewels on them.

What item would be easier to receive and more appropriate for a dungeon-diving girl?

She ponders at high speed and pulls out an "Infinite Gacha" card.

Before taking it out of her pocket, she releases the card with a release.

Please accept it in return for the potion."

Wow, beautiful ......"

In the palm of my hand was a single misanga woven with red thread.

It was the "SSR, Prayer Misanga.

It has a high gacha rank, but it is a magic item with a rather abstract effect: "An item that can cause small miracles through strong wishes.

I actually tried to test its performance in an experiment, but at that time, no "small miracles" occurred.

Even though the gacha rank is high, the activation conditions and effects of this mysterious item are still unclear.

However, since it is the same color as Miya's red hair, it would not look bad even if she wears it in her daily life. Also, since it is woven with thread, it can be an accessory that can be used on a daily basis without getting in the way.

The gacha rank is a little high, but it does not look expensive and is not a bad gift in return.

Miya was a bit flustered because she did not expect such a gift in return.

The medicine is really not that big of a deal," she said, "and I don't really deserve such a beautiful misanga as a gift in return. Besides, ......"

Her gaze reaches behind me.

Behind me, Nemmu is waiting, whispering to herself.

'I'm jealous ...... jealous ...... that Master Dirk gave me a present.

Nemmu, I understand how you feel, but calm down. Are you trying to scare a little girl and ruin the Lord's mens rea?　If that's the case, I will show no mercy."

"...... nemm, gold."

"I beg your pardon, Master Dirk."

I have been a little outspoken myself. I hope you will forgive me."

At my one word, the two of them stand erect and immobile.

I coughed again and turned to Mya and the others.

I was glad not only for the medicine, but for the feeling. So please accept it. Please."

This is the real intention without any pretense.

That is why I gave her this misanga as a gift, which suits her and may possibly help her as an adventurer.

As expected, Miya could not refuse the request, so she looked back at her brother and her childhood friends, saw them all nodding their heads, and accepted the misanga.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Dirk."

She clutched the misanga in both hands and smiled with heartfelt happiness.

I was so happy that she was pleased that I smiled back at her.

'Mya, I'm glad for you.'

The red color looks amazing on you, Mya!　Mr. Dirk has really great taste!

(NARRATOR)."

Mya's face turns red with happiness after receiving compliments from her brother Erio, her childhood friend Gimla, and Wardy.

Before she dived into the dungeon, she put the misanga on her left arm right in front of our eyes.

Thank you, Mr. Dirk. I will treasure it forever."

Miya then thanked him again with a big smile on her face.

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After entering the dungeon, we moved as usual to a secluded spot.

We first aimed for the dungeon stairs that lead to the second level, using "SR, Flight" to fly through the air, concealing ourselves with "SSR, Presence Concealment.

While flying in the sky as usual, we exchange a conversation about our exchange with Erio and the others.

He said, "Ta, I certainly wouldn't say that she wasn't jealous, but what she gave me was a really low-quality medicine. I advised her that it was clearly out of proportion to the "SSR, the Prayer Sanga!

The medicine itself, sure, maybe, but I was just happy for the girls."

No shame in that, Lord. I would have admonished you if you had offered swords, armors, jeweled accessories, and the like. But the Lord thought carefully about the girl and gave her a misanga in a color that suited her. It was a very smart move, and what in the world is there to complain about?　Rather, in that situation, a good woman should take the initiative, push back, and admit it."

Gnnnnnnnnn...... for once Gold is too right to argue!"

Wahahaha!"　Nemmu, you have not been diligent enough!　Diligence!"

Nemmu frowns in frustration, while Gold chuckles happily.

After a round of laughter, for some reason Gold let go and praised me.

I think you're winning the hearts of those young people with what you've done so far," he said. When our name becomes famous in the future, they will be talking about this day everywhere, and that will raise the Lord's stock. It is not only strength that makes a name, but also kindness and character. At first, we thought that helping them was just a whim, but this was the goal, wasn't it?　That's our Lord!　That's exactly what the Lord means by "divine calculation and devilish scheming!"

!　Is that so, Master Dirk?

No way. It's a misunderstanding. I could never have predicted that I would be so involved with these women.

I really didn't mean to save them.

After coming out of the abyss to the surface, I was almost ripped off for being a human when I went shopping, and other species looked at me with discriminatory stares.

However, the purity of the girls made me think, 'This world is not yet abandoned,' so I helped them and gave back to them.

There is no other intention as Gold and Nemum think.

Gold did not believe him when he denied it and replied, 'Modesty too much can be sarcastic,' to which Nemmu replied, 'As expected of Master Dirk! and his big eyes widened even more, sparkling with respect.

I'm almost at the stairs leading to the second level and give up on the two of them believing in letting go.

I let out a faint giggle as I descended from the sky to the ground toward the stairs leading to the second level.