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Mesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
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Mesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
171

[What did you say?]

“Didn’t you hear, Dummy
Papa?♡ Are you saying you’re such a stingy papa that you can’t even
let me do this, Sloppy Papa?♡”

[Ugh!]

Benedict made a sound as if
he’d just taken a serious blow and stayed silent for quite some time.

“Dummy Papa?♡”

[…I’m listening, Lucy.]

Worried that there might be a
problem with the crystal sphere, I called out to Benedict, but the
response that came back was a voice so weak it seemed like he might
melt away at any moment.

Wait, Benedict, you were being
so strict with me just a moment ago. And now you’re changing your
stance just because I called you Papa?

Is this for real?! No matter
how much of a doting father you are, there’s got to be a limit!

[Uh, um. Lucy. Why did you
suddenly start calling me Papa?]

“Why?♡ I just wanted to
call you Dummy Papa.♡ Should I stop?♡”

[No, no, no, no! That’s not
what I meant. Of course, I’m delighted if my dear Lucy calls me Papa.
It makes me incredibly happy.]

Benedict’s voice was extremely
urgent. It seemed that the title Papa was something he absolutely
couldn’t give up.

That’s interesting. I always
thought this Papa title was a trap laid out by that sloppy deity. A
trap to make me use the word Papa.

Considering Benedict’s love
for his daughter, I thought he might be happy, but that it wouldn’t
have a significant effect.

But man, was I wrong. Benedict
turned into total mush in front of the title Papa.

Armadi! From the heavens, had
you been watching and given me this tip?

Ah, you must have seen what
this humble lamb cannot with her own eyes!

Armadi! I trust in the great
deity’s power!

While secretly praising the
wise Armadi, Benedict fidgeted on the other side of the Crystal
Sphere and continued speaking.

[But Lucy, you haven’t called
me Papa since you were a child.]

Aha. So, Lucy used to call
Benedict Papa when she was little? No wonder he’s so vulnerable to
that title now.

Recalling those old memories,
he’s probably overwhelmed and doesn’t know what to do. Benedict is
the epitome of a doting father.

“Is that really important
right now, Dummy Papa?♡”

[Well… but…]

“If you don’t let me go,
I’ll never call you Papa again.”

[No, but…]

“I won’t even call you
Daddy Dummy. I’ll call you a stupid Troll.”

[A stupid Troll?! No,
Menestail is too dangerous. Lucy, please.]

“Hmph. I completely hate
Dummy Papa♡ Your smell makes me uncomfortable♡ Your voice is
gross♡ I hate looking at a Troll-faced Papa so much that I won’t
return to the family♡”

[Lucyyyy… Please listen to
me.]

Benedict tried to persuade me
in every way possible, but he was powerless in front of the word
Papa.

Every time I called him Papa,
he would melt, even when he tried to act stern. Because of this, he
eventually had no choice but to allow me to go to Menestail.

In matters like these, the one
who loves more is bound to lose.

The condition attached was
that I always keep Karl by my side.

From my perspective, always
having Karl with me to deal with the antics of the Petty Evil God was
not a penalty at all.

Seeing Benedict, who had
allowed what should never have been allowed and was now feeling
dejected, made me feel a bit guilty.

I’m sorry, Benedict. But
Armadi would torment me if I don’t do this.

Please understand, it’s also
about resolving one of the significant threats that will come to the
Continent someday.

You don’t need to worry. I’m a
veteran of Soul Academy; nothing will go wrong for me in the dungeon.

I’ll handle it quickly and
return with a gift for you.

Several days passed from that
night, and vacation had arrived.

While the Academy students
were heading to their respective destinations, my steps led me to a
back alley in the Soul Academy district.

“Welcome, Lady Allen.”

‘Alsatine. Is everything
ready?’

“Information Seller.
Surely you’re not so sloppy that you didn’t complete what I asked
for?”

“Of course. Please take a
look here.”

As Alsatine confidently
stated, he had perfectly prepared the items I requested.

Great. With this, I can handle
any variables that arise while exploring Menestail Dungeon.

‘Thank you for your hard
work.’

“For a sloppy back-alley
dealer, you’ve made an effort.”

“Since it involves a
matter related to my master, I had to do my best.”

Alsatine responded with a
deliberately solemn face.

Before today, I had told
Alsatine I would pay him in advance.

After all, I had to explore
Menestail Dungeon. While doing so, I thought I might as well solve
Alsatine’s issue.

Alsatine was delighted about
my offer but also hesitated. He seemed troubled that he hadn’t yet
provided service equivalent to the value of the information I’d given
him.

So I simply told him to
consider it a prepaid fee.

“Thank you so much, Lady
Allen! I will surely repay this kindness!”

Alsatine was overjoyed at the
prospect of solving his long-standing issue.

I hope his feelings don’t
change even after everything is resolved.

After confirming all the
preparations were complete, I brought Alsatine and Karl to the
teleportation circle.

Sigh.
I never thought the day would come when I would use this again.

When I last used this magic at
the Newman Family, I swore I would never use it again, but this time,
I had no choice.

Menestail was too far to reach
by road. It would take almost a month just to make the round trip,
and I couldn’t waste that much time.

Even though it’s a bit
uncomfortable, using this circle is the best option right now. I have
to endure it.

Resolving myself, I stepped
into the brightly glowing teleportation circle and immediately
regretted it.

“Urgh.”

The dizziness was like
experiencing a month’s worth of carriage sickness all at once. I
could barely keep myself together.

Ugh. I thought I had grown a
lot since last time, but I’m still like this.

When will I ever be able to
have a calm expression like Karl’s?

“Need some help?”

The Fox, who had followed
behind me, came over and spoke as I was trying to steady myself.

Help? Can she fix this nausea?

Unable to muster the strength
to speak, I just nodded, and the Fox gently pressed her paw to my
forehead.

It felt good, but I doubted it
would actually help.

Wait a minute? The dizziness
disappeared.

What is this?!

Even if she’s a Perverted
Sloppy Fox, the power of a Master of the Forest is undeniable.

“Tsk. Using power makes me
tired. I’ll borrow your head for a bit.”

The Fox, having solved my
nausea, clambered onto my head to rest, but I didn’t stop her.

Thanks to her, I felt so much
better. Offering a resting spot was the least I could do. Thanks to
the Fox, I managed to collect myself and stepped outside the building
to take in the streets of Menestail.

Indeed, being a city in the
Magic Empire, it has several distinct differences from the kingdom we
left.

For example, most buildings in
Menestail are lower than those in the kingdom.

After all, with such expansive
territory, there’s no need to build upwards. With so much land
available, why would they economise on space?

Looking away from the
buildings, I noticed various objects enchanted with magic.

True to its name, the Magic
Empire boasts advanced magical technology compared to other
countries.

As a result, the common people
here also enjoy the blessings of technology much more comfortably
than elsewhere.

There are several other minor
differences, but these were the most noticeable.

Seeing the scenery I had only
witnessed in the game before slightly raised my spirits, but not as
much as when I first saw the streets of Soul Academy.

Of course, from the
perspective of a gamer who has played Soul Academy, this place is
just a side destination.

No matter how grand and vast
it is, it doesn’t inspire much emotion in me.

The sunset-kissed streets are
pretty, but that’s about it.

“It’s already this late.
It might be best to find lodgings first,” Karl suggested,
looking at the gradually darkening sky.

Normally, he would be right.
No matter where you go, securing a place to stay is the priority.

However, my situation is an
exception. I have a trusted backup plan.

‘No, instead…’

“Sloppy. I’ll decide the
schedule. First, we’ll head to the Adventurer’s Guild.”

It’s true that Menestail
Dungeon is open to everyone, but that doesn’t mean you can just
wander in.

If people could just enter and
leave without formalities, they wouldn’t be able to collect taxes,
right?

So, anyone who wishes to enter
Menestail Dungeon must visit the Adventurer’s Guild to get a
certificate.

Nobles of the Magic Empire are
exempt from this, but unfortunately, I’m a noble of the kingdom.
While I might get some convenience in the certification process,
that’s about it.

“But Miss, if we don’t
secure lodgings—”

‘It’s fine.’

“Hey, sloppy. Are you a
dog daring to oppose your master? How insolent!”

“Knight, the Lady has her
reasons. There’s no need to worry.”

Unlike Karl, Alsatine seemed
to have an inkling of what I was thinking and defended me.

Seeing Alsatine understand my
intentions quicker than he did—his own master’s— Karl appeared
jealous, glaring at Alsatine before quickly changing his expression.
He then shamelessly claimed he already knew but had spoken out of
courtesy.

Pfft. What is this? Are you
saying you can’t lose in loyalty? This is hilarious.

Even if you make these little
mistakes, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re my knight. Stupid
Karl.

Anyway, you don’t have any
other objections, right? Then let’s head to the Adventurer’s Guild.

The guild’s processing is
pretty slow here, so if we want to enter the dungeon tomorrow, we
need to apply for the certificate today.

Even though it was my first
time seeing these streets, I walked without hesitation.

There isn’t a single street in
this world where I’d be lost.

This much is necessary for
speedrunning and finding the shortest paths.

Thanks to that, I reached the
Adventurer’s Guild without any trouble.

Perhaps because it was sunset,
the guild was bustling.

People trying to negotiate
higher rewards.

Someone begging to extend the
commission period by just one day.

Adventurers sharing stories
over drinks with their party members.

People organise their gear.

Someone trying to coax a guild
staff member for a better price on their loot.

Everyone was wrapping up their
day after exploring the dungeon.

But the moment I opened the
door and stepped inside, their daily routines paused.

All eyes were on me.

What?

Having grown accustomed to
people’s gazes during my time at the Academy, I remained indifferent
under their scrutiny.

However, my companions were
different.

Grandpa openly showed his
displeasure,

Karl frowned and stepped
forward to shield me from their eyes, and Alsatine glared at everyone
from behind, issuing silent warnings.

I couldn’t be sure, but based
on their overreactions, it seemed like the attention I was attracting
was far from positive once again.

Most likely, it was an
unsavory curiosity.

Ugh, those perverted creeps.
How can they have such filthy thoughts about a girl who barely
reaches their chest?

My charm level must indeed be
high. It’s evident from the way I attract attention just by
entering the guild.

But you know, as my charm is
proven, it also exposes another harsh truth.

Just how terrible is my
reputation?!

How deep in the gutter must my
reputation be for this high charm level to have no effect at the
Academy?! Damn it!

“Disgusting perverts.”

As I despaired over this grim
reality, the Fox on top of my head muttered.

It’s not wrong, but…

Fox, you who delighted in
being trampled by me, should you really be the one to speak?

Don’t you have any
conscience at all?

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