Chapter 53:


    We Are Airsoft (Survival Game) Style


    Two days have passed since then.


    In other words, it''s the third day since Serai-san came to my ce, and it was the day before yesterday when Rua said to me, "I want to be Coach''s wife."


    I never expected to be told something like that out of the blue. After all, I was just about to confess I was unemployed while feeling nervous.


    But then Rua suddenly poured her overflowing affection on me, and I couldn''t help but be moved and embrace her.


    It was the first time I ever hugged a girl face to face. Amidst the confusion, various thoughts were swirling in my head, and the happy ending of an eroge or a dating simtion game ovepped with the current situation, causing me to blurt out things like, "I''ll make you happy." It was quite a predicament.


    Rua, too, was moved by the fact that I epted her proposal.


    Ruu and I went from just dating to suddenly being in a rtionship with the intention of marriage. Rua said she wanted to report this to her mother, but I managed to appease her by saying, "Let''s keep it as our secret for now," and escorted her to her apartment before returning.


    ..


    I feel like Serai-san, and I somehow understand the perfect distance between us.


    It''s like You know, that feeling when you''re alone with a ssmate of the opposite sex whom you never usually talk to, like after school or in the ssroom. It''s simr to my awkward and embarrassing moments, even if I didn''t particrly like them.


    This is a story of me, a social outcast at school, and the protagonist of an eroge I once yed.


    I understood Serai-san is very friendly towards both men and women.


    Therefore, the casual physical contact that Serai-san naturally engages in without much thought, the guys might misunderstand it as, "Oh! She''s interested in me!".


    It would have been dangerous if I hadn''t properly listened to her personal story.


    And from Nina-san, who learned that Serai-san was taking refuge at my ce, I started receiving messages quite frequently for some reason. The content was filled with extreme kindness, saying, [Should Ie and stay at your ce and take care of Coach''s daily needs??] However, if I epted this offer, I would undoubtedly be Nina-san''s ATM, so I politely declined with a mature response, saying, "Thank you, I appreciate the sentiment."


    Perhaps the information that she would be treated to meals by me, her shisho, and taken to the public bath if she stayed at my ce got around.


    In the meantime, I decided on a massage school to attend.


    It''s reasonably close to my ce, has a pleasant atmosphere, and follows a driving school-style teaching method for massage. With this, I won''t need to spend an entire day at school but can go and attend sses at my convenience. It''s the perfect style for me, who wants to delve into dungeons daily and sell magic stones.


    And this week, there will be no dungeon guidance.


    The reason, of course, is Serai-san''s stalker issue. If I were to dive into the Goblin Dungeon again like before, it would attract even more attention, and things would be even worse.


    "Shisho~ Do you know any other good ces?", Serai-san looked disappointed she couldn''t go into the dungeon, but I was also busy with school-rted matters. So I couldn''t investigate other dungeons.


    So, I gave her some time, but I haven''t been there in a while, so let''s check it out together before taking everyone, and get some time.


    Seraii-san also has a different way of doing things at her ce, and it seems she was preparing to go to the coinundry today. By the way, I know that Serai-san keeps her used clothes in a Boston bag, but that bag is like Pandora''s box that I should never touch. It might bring happiness only for a moment. But afterward, various cmities will surely overflow into the world.


    ..


    The Bug Dungeon. That''s what they call this dungeon, and I found myself here.


    Today, I came to investigate another dungeon. By the way, this dungeon appeared at the intersection of narrow streets filled with a downtown atmosphere, causing a lot of inconvenience to the nearby residents.


    As the name suggests, the monsters in this dungeon are mainly insect-based. On the 1st floor, I saw giant dung beetles the size of rice bags. Some people online call them Dung Beetle as a ng term, but they are mostly referred to as regr dung beetles due to their appearance.


    [Dot! Bogo! Gas!]


    As I delved into the dungeon and proceeded forward, I encountered two men fighting against the dung beetles. They woremercially avable protectors and helmets, fully prepared for battle. However, no matter how much they attacked the Giant Dung Beetles with their bats, they didn''t seem to be inflicting any significant damage. I wondered what their n was, and then one of them maneuvered around and thrust a long iron spear between the legs of the giant dung beetle and the floor.


    "Soreeee! (Thud)"


    With a burst of energy, the man with the spear used the principle of leverage to topple the giant dung beetle.


    "Now! Let''s finish it off before it curls up!"


    "Yeah!"


    [Bokaa! Bokaa! (Thud, thud)]


    The overturned Giant Dung Beetle gets pummeled by the two men, turning into smoke and disappearing.


    (I see. That''s how those people defeat it. Its exoskeleton is sturdy, but the abdomen is its weak point. Well, it looks exactly like a dung beetle. Wait, did tanks imitate beetles in the first ce?)


    To defeat the Giant Dung Beetle, flipping it over is the best strategy. If those three can do it I wonder? If one person holds it from the front while the other two help flips it over, it''s possible.


    "Hmm Oh, right. I''m wearing a helmet today."


    I''m cing a hand on my chin. I remember that I had a motorcycle helmet on. I''m wearing a shy Bug King Suit, as insects tend to be shiny. So today, I entered the dungeon with my body wearing the Bug King Suit, a top coat, and a motorcycle helmet for my head. If I were to walk into a convenience store like this, I would undoubtedly get hit with colorful balls.


    Oh, perfect timing. I''ve just found a giant dung beetle that nobody has touched yet.


    "sh, Excalibar! (Pew! Cling!)"


    "Bimiiii! (Thud)"


    "Huh!? Excalibar bent!?"


    Damn it. I thought it looked quite tough, so I swung the bar with all my might, but it hit the floor too hard. As a result, Excalibar got bent. I''m in trouble.


    Even with its ordinary strength, its punching power is around 80 to 120 kg. In other words, with my current strength at 212, roughly 21 times that of an average person, my full-powered punch theoretically exceeds 2 tons. If I swing it with that arm strength. Even a crowbar can''t withstand it.


    [Cling! Cling!]


    "Well, it bounced back a little but it''s still bent. Sigh I wonder if there''s a way to restore it to its original shape neatly"


    .


    [Tiptoeing footsteps! Rapid gunfire! Tapapapap! Tapapapapap!]


    "Goo! Goo! Goo!"


    "Move! Move! Move!"


    Feeling a little down about Excalibar bending, I wander through the dungeon when I hear a noisy sounding from the end of the passage.


    Curious, I peek around the corner of the passage. Ahead of me, there''s a white cloth covering something, and in front of it stands a short girl wearing camouge clothing, a helmet, and carrying an automatic rifle as if on guard duty. And it seems the intriguing sound ising from behind the white cloth.


    Well, I''m an anime otaku. And anime characters are usually armed. That''s because there are many anime series set on a battlefield. So, influenced by that, I also have an airsoft gun. And the sound I hear is the sound of shooting from such an airsoft gun.


    [Tapapap! Tapapapapap!]


    "Could it be airsoft (survival game)? In a dungeon like this??"


    Curious, I approach the white cloth where the sound ising from. However, I''m soon stopped by the girl wearing the camouge outfit who is on guard duty.


    "You there. Sorry, but could you refrain from going any further?"


    I was surprised. A younger, short girl referring to me, a big man, as "you (anta)." And on top of that, using a firm tone and saying, "Sorry, but.", although it didn''t seem like she felt sorry. Hmmm, she is quite spirited.


    "Hey, I wanted to ask, are you ying airsoft beyond this cloth?"


    "Yeah, that''s right. I hate ces with so many bugs, but you know how it is, right? My friends got obsessed with exterminating bugs"


    While sighing and exining the situation, the girl in camouge attire hears a man''s voice shouting, "You darn bugs!", repeatedly from behind her.


    "Could it be ying tarship Troopers against the Giant Dung Beetles?"


    "Wow, you know about it, big brother. Are you also into this kind of stuff?"


    When I mention tarship Troopers, the girl with the stern look softens her expression a bit. Just like with anime fans, military enthusiasts are often viewed with biased eyes as if they''re all about glorifying war. By showing understanding, her attitude bes slightly more favorable.


    "Unfortunately, I''m not into that kind of thing, but I have airsoft and model guns. You know, right? I have an M60 machine gun."


    "No way, seriously!? That''s my favorite gun! When I see it being fired in movies like ambo and omando, it''s so thrilling!"


    "Yeah, I love that scene where Schwarzenegger shoots the M60 while shirtless and scatters enemies and flowers together. I couldn''t help to impulse buys it."


    "Damn, that''s awesome! That scene! Hey, you cane and watch it especially!"


    The military enthusiast girl with the stern look. However, as we talked, we surprisingly got along well and quickly became friends. When she opens the white cloth hanging in the corridor, she offers to guide me into the world of tarship Troopers.


    Hehehe, this sounds interesting.