On a bright and peaceful afternoon, an unexpected visitor arrived at my doorstep—a mysterious woman who made an unusual proposal. She asked if I’d consider overseeing a dungeon with divine assistance from a goddess. Naturally, my first instinct was to decline. Seriously, why would I agree to something so troublesome? Just because she was attractive doesn’t mean I should drop everything to help. My current life is perfectly cozy, and abandoning it for some unknown responsibility sounds downright foolish.
Yet, after a long sigh, I found myself reluctantly agreeing. So, the deal was this: travel to another world, take charge of a dungeon, and somehow handle its mana flow issues? Fine, but how exactly was I supposed to accomplish that? The whole situation felt absurd, but here I was, dragged into it against my better judgment. What kind of mess had I just signed up for?
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