The Chronicle of the Dungeon Master of Slaughter – A Reclusive Beautiful Girl Became a Dungeon Master, So She Pursues the Path of a Hikikomori – Chapter 118

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟏𝟖: 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞

The Demon God has fallen.

The battle is over.

First, I healed my wounds with healing magic, then, using DP, I repaired the heavily damaged boss room before crawling into bed.

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And in bed, I pulled the covers over my head, hugging my body and trembling.

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I was scared.

It hurt.

The battle just now wasn’t like the ones before where I was in a safe zone.

I felt genuinely threatened for my life.

For the first time in a long time, death was looming.

Now that the battle is over and the tension has subsided, the delayed fear torments me.

At this rate, it might traumatize me.

If that happens, I won’t be able to fight if something like this happens again.

That’s unacceptable.

Absolutely unacceptable.

I need to urgently take care of my mental state.

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Using the transfer function, I transported myself to a room on the first level.

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“Ah, Master…Master?! What happened to you, what’s with that look?!”

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I had arrived in the room I had given to Leif.

Leif, who had been staying there, saw my appearance, screamed, rushed over and started using healing magic.

It’s pointless because I’ve already healed my injuries.

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My current appearance is as it was during the battle with the Demon God.

I didn’t have the energy to change clothes, so I left them as they were.

And in that battle, I took a considerable amount of damage.

I was hit with attacks that penetrated the Living Armor-senpai and damaged my inner core.

My right arm was slashed, my side was gouged, and in the final defense, I was cut all over.

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In other words, my current outfit is in a terrible state, tattered and bloody.

I understand why Leif is panicking.

But I don’t have the energy to worry about Leif right now.

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Silently, I hugged Leif tightly.

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“Eh?!”

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Ignoring Leif’s confusion, I held him tightly.

I felt somewhat calmer.

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“Ouch?!”

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Ah, Leif screamed.

Speaking of which, after defeating the Demon God, my Lv has significantly increased, and my physical status is considerably higher.

If I hug him with all my strength, Leif would be crushed.

I have to be careful.

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“《Heal》.”

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For now, I cast healing magic on Leif and continue to hold him.

This time, I didn’t just feel like it, I felt my wounded heart healing.

Animal therapy is great.

Back when I was in Japan, I often found comfort in hugging my cat Kurosuke when times were tough.

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“Um, Master…Ma…?!”

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Before I knew it, I was crying.

Tears kept flowing.

While holding Leif, I sobbed and cried.

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When was the last time I clung to someone like this and let my emotions out?

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The last time I did this was probably when I was in the lower grades of elementary school, when I was bullied at school and cried to Mama?

As I grew up, I couldn’t easily rely on my parents, and after becoming a hikikomori, they tried to make me quit being a hikikomori at every turn, so I became even less dependent.

Apart from my parents, the only one I could depend on was Kurosuke.

And Kurosuke, too, had died of old age before I became a hikikomori, and since then, I had been alone.

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Maybe I was more longing for human contact than I thought.

Maybe I was lonely.

As I hugged Leif and cried, it felt as if not only the fear of the battle but also such long-standing emotions were being released.

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“Um, I don’t quite understand… but good job, Master.”

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Leif merely said that, quietly rubbing my back.

Somehow, it was incredibly warm.

As I surrendered myself to that warmth, I gradually grew sleepier.

I just want to sleep now.

No, I will sleep.

Regardless of being in front of a man, even if he’s just a pet, or being in the first layer of the dungeon which isn’t exactly the safest place, I don’t want to think about any of that right now.

After all, Leif can’t defy me, and even if he could, with his status, he can’t inflict a single wound on me.

Right now, this basic level of safety and this warmth is all I need.

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Not many minutes later, worn out from crying, I fell asleep.

🔹𝘈𝘸𝘦𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘰r𝘪𝘦𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮 ― 𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸i𝘵𝘩 “𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴” 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴🔹

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