Dungeon Refrigerator 242

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Dungeon Stampede 2.0 Health Department

The next day arrived. My dungeon-superhuman tag team with Serai-san was still hanging around Shark's Girls High School.

Too long? Maybe, but we couldn't just abandon the high school girls who looked up to Serai-san, right? Besides, the school had asked us to stay, and it wouldn’t have been right to leave when even the heavy machinery guys were still here.

So, we decided to stay and protect them a little longer. Sound a bit condescending? Well, maybe, but it's true.

To be honest, there’s no way the school could be defended without a scratch with just the heavy machinery guys and the high school girls. We’ve managed so far because the Pixies have been quietly scouting and eliminating any monsters that pose a threat.

Yes, even though they’re small, the Pixies are monsters on the level of the 12th floor.

They can use magic to turn invisible and launch surprise attacks, showering unsuspecting enemies from above with magic bullets. They may look cute, but underestimate them and you’re in for a world of hurt.

As a result, the two male teachers, A and B, who had a run-in with the Pixies due to their own actions, were reportedly put on house arrest, only allowed to move between the staff room and the bathroom. Well, firing them in this situation would clearly lead to trouble.

“Is it true those male teachers were messing with the Pixies?”

“Yeah. But it was probably more about trying to impress Aine-sensei or the female students.”

Additionally, anyone among the refugees who threw stones at the Pixies faced swift retaliation. I ordered the Pixies to protect the school, but I never told them not to attack humans. So if someone attacks and gets retaliated against, that's their own fault.

The Pixies also reported that the male teachers, A and B, had set up sticky traps with duct tape or bird traps in secluded places to catch them. Though the report was mostly conveyed through gestures, so the details were vague.

“I see…”

Serai-san, walking beside me, was furious yesterday, but now she’s completely calm. She’s changed a bit since we got involved with this school. Maybe she’s grown from the experience of being in a leadership role. Her composed profile is incredibly reassuring.

“Oh, here it is. Looks like we’ve arrived.”

We were heading to the science room on the fourth floor of a separate building.

Yes, we came to pick up some dokudami tincture that was being made here. We’d used up all the recovery potions we got from Sanada Pharmaceuticals, so we definitely needed to get some of this.

[Knock, knock, knock…]

“Excuse me, this is Master Jung. May I come in?”

I knocked first. Since I've been using dungeon powers and commanding monsters at this school—actions that are quite controversial—I decided to go along with the legendary image the Dream High School girls have of me and call myself "Master Jung."

“Yeeees, come in~”

“Excuse me… What!?”

A slightly drawn-out female voice answered, so I opened the door slowly to match that tone. And there she was—a foreign bombshell with a lab coat and an unexpectedly large chest!

[Thud! Stomp!]

“Gah!?”

But in the next instant, I was winded by a simultaneous elbow strike and heel stomp from Serai-san. Wait, Serai-san, I wasn’t even ogling! Your reaction is way too quick…!

“Oh my, is something wrong?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s like a fish bone got stuck in his throat.”

Ignoring me, who couldn’t speak due to the pain, Serai-san smoothly continued the conversation with the foreign bombshell in the lab coat. Wasn't that your [Iron Grip] skill just now? That hurt a lot…!

“I see. Well, take care.”

The lab coat-wearing beauty smiled gently in response to Serai-san's words. Hmm… my instincts are telling me that this calls for 'Analysis Time!'

(…Huh? …What? …?)

(Oh, no, not you, Shiotaro. Sorry for the confusing thoughts.)

It seemed like Shiotaro picked up on my thoughts, so I felt a bit bad. Anyway, let’s analyze.

First, the head. Her hair is a very light brown, almost gray depending on the light. Her long, straight hair gleams in the sunlight streaming through the window. Her eyes are blue, but her facial features aren’t deeply set, giving her a friendly look. She might be a half or a quarter.

Her height is almost the same as Serai-san’s, maybe slightly taller. But even with Serai-san’s ample chest, this woman’s impressive assets caught my attention first, leading to the attack. Damn, I’ve still got a long way to go.

“I’m the school nurse, Panarya Tokitsuka. Nice to meet you.”

“Panarya-sensei, right? I’m Machi Serai.”

What!? A half-Japanese (presumably) busty beauty in a lab coat as a school nurse would be a huge deal at a boys’ school!!

“Nice to meet you, Jung-san. Thank you for everything. Hehe…”

“Oh, no, thank you…”

Damn that Shark! Why didn’t she give me this crucial information? Now our first meeting is totally awkward, and she definitely thinks I’m a perv!