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    Chapter 81: Drunken Jokes
    (3)

    Inside
    a quiet inn with no one around except a mother and daughter and me.

    -POP!

    A
    cheerful sound rang out as I popped the cork.

    Dwarven
    liquor is one of the more expensive alcoholic beverages, so I hadn’t
    opened it much, except for when I was at Zirnier’s.

    “Yuck.”

    Ellie
    frowned and covered her nose as she caught the scent of alcohol
    wafting through the air.

    “It
    smells weird in here.”

    “Smells
    weird?”

    I
    ask, smirking at the cute reaction, and Ellie bobs her head up and
    down.

    It
    certainly does smell strong.

    Dwarven
    brews are strong enough to get you drunk, and they don’t have a
    pleasant aroma.

    However,
    its hot, cool throat feel and addictive flavor make it a surprisingly
    popular drink.

    ‘It’s
    also a favorite of the Zirnier.’

    In
    short, it’s a drink for sophisticates.

    “It’s
    a little hard for a kid to drink, isn’t it?”

    “Well,
    I’m an ‘adult’ now, so it’s totally easy for me to drink! I’m a
    grown-up!”

    Ellie
    said with a lot of emphasis on the words ‘adult’ and ‘grown-up’.

    Even
    without emphasizing it, I can tell by looking at her body.

    Her
    breasts are in the top 1 percent.

    The
    fact that Ellie had an exceptionally nice body even among adult women
    capable of ovulating was painfully felt as I stamped compliments on
    her butt.

    ‘Even
    against Diana, a walking sex machine, I’d say she’d win 3 out of 10
    matches.’

    I
    handed Diana the bottle.

    “Mr.
    Diana, please pour Ellie first. You know how they say you learn to lead
    from your parents?”

    Diana
    looked a little surprised at that.

    “Parents⋯”

    After
    a moment’s reflection on her mother’s mission, Diana took the bottle.

    “Ellie.”

    “⋯Yes!”

    Ellie
    raised the glass with a slightly nervous expression.

    It
    was slightly larger than a soju glass, about the size of a straight
    shot glass.

    A
    clear, watery liquid poured from the bottle, filling the glass about
    halfway.

    As
    the glass filled, Ellie’s face became strangely tense.

    Next,
    Ellie, who received the bottle of wine from Diana, filled Diana’s glass
    with wine as well, to the brim.

    “It’s
    good to give a lot, right?”

    “⋯”

    I
    don’t know much about liquor in this world.

    Even
    when I worked in a bar, I was used to drinking beer on the rocks, but
    I’ve never seen anyone drink from a glass like this.

    Zirnier
    always came in full glasses or bottles.

    “⋯I’m
    fine.”

    Diana
    didn’t say anything, so it didn’t seem to matter.

    Now
    that their glasses were filled, it was my turn.

    Without
    thinking, I raised my glass to Ellie, who held the bottle.

    “Sir,
    did you want me to pour you a drink?”

    Ellie
    asked, looking somewhat amused.

    The
    grin made me feel weird. I quickly shifted my drink.

    “Uh,
    Diana. I think your glass is a little too full, but let me ease it-”

    And
    with that, Ellie filled my glass.

    For
    some reason, she looked even tenser and focused than when she took
    the drink from Diana.

    I
    smiled bitterly as I watched the glass fill to the limit of surface
    tension.

    All
    three glasses under one table were full.

    The
    lineup of appetizers that Diana had prepared was also colorful.

    “Congratulations
    on your return from the Labyrinth, Balkan and congratulations in
    advance on Ellie’s graduation from the Academy.”

    “Cheers!”

    With
    Diana’s brief toast, a salty sound rang out.

    It
    was the beginning of a full-blown drinking party.

    ***

    There’s
    nothing quite like alcohol to bridge the distance between people.

    The
    conversation between the mother and daughter started off a little
    awkward, as any drinking session would, but as the bottles were
    emptied, the conversation deepened.

    With
    each clink of glasses and slurp of liquor down their throats, they
    unravel a little more of their complicated stories and feelings.

    After
    all, three years of no communication was too long.

    There
    were many complicated stories they couldn’t tell each other, and deep
    unresolved feelings.

    But
    little by little, the mother and daughter told each other their
    stories, and together they untangled the threads.

    It
    would not be possible to resolve all of these feelings in one day,
    but if they had a meeting like this often in the future, they might
    be able to resolve them sooner than they thought.

    ‘This
    is family.’

    I
    listened to them talk in the background and felt myself drift away.

    Having
    grown up without parents, this was always new to me⋯and
    enviable.

    I
    thought of my only family.

    Nam
    So-eun, my one and only sister.

    ‘Where
    are you, where have you gone⋯’

    My
    heart was empty.

    A
    terrible bitterness and loneliness ate away at my emotions and heart.

    -Tsk-tsk.

    I
    heard the sound of the glass in front of me being filled.

    “What’s
    wrong, you don’t look happy⋯”

    I
    looked up and saw Diana, her cheeks slightly flushed, looking at me
    with a worried expression.

    “⋯No.
    It’s nothing, I just got dizzy for a second, and Ellie’s ⋯
    ah.”

    I
    didn’t even bother to ask Diana.

    I
    looked over to see Ellie, who had retired with her forehead on the
    table.

    ‘What
    the hell is she dreaming about?’

    “She
    was so excited that she drank too much and now he’s gone.”

    “Whoo-hoo.
    You learn by drinking, don’t you?”

    Diana
    laughed softly, a little drunkenly.

    Her
    flushed cheeks were a little redder, her smile a little wider.

    She’s
    pretty.

    I’d
    always thought that, but today she was strangely prettier. Maybe I’m
    getting drunk, too.

    “Should
    we finish our drinks?”

    Diana
    asks, glancing at Ellie for a moment, then clinking her glass.

    I
    couldn’t resist the temptation.

    “I’d
    be honored to drink with you, Diana.”

    The
    corners of her mouth turned up at the words.

    This
    time, I filled her glass halfway.

    -Snap.

    A
    crisp, clear toast rings out, and she empties her glass again.

    We
    often shared some of Diana’s appetizers as well, and we had many
    conversations.

    Mostly
    about the Labyrinth or the inn.

    “⋯You
    did it again⋯”

    Diana’s
    expression darkened slightly when I mentioned the monstrosity I had
    encountered on the fifth floor, but it was quickly erased.

    “By
    the way, how are your relationships with the others these days, and
    are you settling in well in Labyrinth City?”

    Diana
    changed the subject.

    It
    had been nearly five months since I had traveled to this world.

    In
    that time, I’ve done a lot of work to adapt to the Labyrinth City,
    and to descend the Labyrinth, where modern common sense and
    experience doesn’t apply.

    What
    has helped me the most along the way is, of course, people.

    I
    thought of the people around me.

    Diana,
    Ellie, Idelbert, Serif, Zirnier, Jubeel, Joy Hog, Lammel, Hitolis⋯

    Benefactors,
    benefactors’ daughters, teachers, saints, business partners, and
    colleagues.

    I
    also thought of those who were gone for a while and the unknown.

    My
    pet masochistic slave, Grumpy, Jeremy, my armored knight, etc.

    I
    met and lost so many people in that short time and without them, I
    wouldn’t be who I am today.

    “Yes.
    I had a lot of people who helped me, so I think I’m settling in
    well.”

    “That’s
    good to hear. Who were the people who helped you?”

    Diana
    asked, and without thinking much about it, I named the people who had
    helped me.

    “Without
    Ms. Idelbert, I would have lacked combat experience, and without Ms.
    Zernier, I wouldn’t have been able to get good weapons.”

    Ellie
    also does an important job of analyzing portals.

    Serif’s
    miracle has also been a great help.

    Trusting
    them or not, it’s clear they’ve been a great help.

    “⋯I.”

    I
    heard a muttering, almost inaudible, sound.

    I
    looked straight ahead, and saw Diana with a bitter expression on her
    face.

    “⋯I
    was of no use to Balkan, I see.”

    She
    had a slight flush from drunkenness and her lips pursed in defeat.

    The
    reddened corners of her eyes were wetter than before and my heart
    sank instantly.

    “I
    was just… just… just… someone who fed you and housed you.”

    “No,
    no, no, no!”

    I
    shouted urgently. It was a ridiculous misunderstanding.

    She
    was only speaking for herself.

    She
    might have thought she was being unhelpful, that she was just giving
    me food and a place to stay but that wasn’t the truth.

    I
    took Diana’s trembling right hand in both of mine and held it
    tightly.

    “The
    reason I didn’t bring you in with the others is because you’re
    helping us so much more than the others.”

    Who
    was it that handed me a bowl of warm soup when I was nearly raped by
    beggars in a back alley?

    Who
    wholeheartedly helped me find my place in this world?

    Who
    has warmly embraced me and taken care of my mental health whenever
    I’ve been in the Labyrinth and gone through rough times.

    It’s
    all Diana.

    In
    fact, she’s the only person I can completely trust in this harsh
    Labyrinth City.

    I
    say all of this with as much care as I can muster.

    I
    want the favor and affection I have for her to reach her, unfiltered.

    “You
    are the only person in this world I trust completely.”

    At
    those words, Diana’s eyes, which had been closed the entire time,
    snapped open.

    Her
    beautiful amber eyes shone even more brilliantly, moistened slightly
    with emotion.

    Diana’s
    eyes caught the image of a man in a broken helmet.

    Yes.
    A helmet.

    In
    order to break down the psychological barriers between people, the
    first thing you have to do is talk to them face to face.

    For
    me, it was the last thing on my list of things to do, but it had its
    benefits.

    Because
    once the psychological barrier is broken down and you’re on the same
    page, it’s proof that the person sees you on the inside, regardless
    of how you look on the outside.

    ‘Now,
    I won’t need this mask in front of Diana.’

    “I
    want this⋯
    to be proof that I trust you completely.”

    “Balkan.
    What’s that⋯”

    I
    looked at Diana, who looked slightly confused, and smiled.

    Then,
    I reached for my helmet.

    Diana’s
    pupils gradually widened.

    She
    seemed to have realized what I was about to do.

    -click.

    The
    sound of the strap coming undone echoed through the silence of the
    inn.

    Carefully,
    I removed my helmet and on Diana’s lower abdomen, a pink womb tattoo
    emerged.


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