**Day 31? The Farthest Labyrinth 77F**
Couldn't stand the sour dungeon anymore, so I climbed up. What's waiting on 77F? Lucky number, right? Maybe something good? From a high-school-boy perspective?
Monster girl? Succubus? Please attack me. I'm begging.
"Imp Lv77." Just imps. Zero monster-girl elements. Ugly flying little devils. You're on floor 77 with this setup and you give me imps?! Normally that's monster-girl territory! What's with these stubby horns and bald patches? You mocking me? What are you doing to this high-school-boy's hopes and dreams?! "UGYAAA!" Shut up with the ugyaaa! Listen to me! Why are you dying already?! Never listen to the end, never read the room, just trample teenage fantasies—"GYOEEE!" Gyoeee is fine, but gyoeee means read the damn room! Anyway, why do they drop dead the second I glare? Got a problem with my stare? You're demons, right? What's with that attitude? I'm pissed here! Why are you running?! Why is the whole group wiped while I'm lecturing?! Listen to people till the end… wait, they're all dead?
Because they're imps, okay?! Of course I had expectations! Floor 77! If not monster girl here, then where?!
And why is Jito-eyed Armor Committee Chair cowering? You were the dungeon emperor here, right? Why the subtle distance? You're the side that scares people—durahan, lich, no-life king vibes. Dungeon emperors don't get scared, do they? I'm gonna cry. Seriously.
For some reason the imps got annihilated. My heart's on the verge of annihilation too. The look that scares even the dungeon emperor… my glare… The imps were shock-dead before I even hit them… Demons, yet acting like that. Demons.
Why am I in the middle of a dungeon getting comforted by a skeleton patting my back?
Wanted to take it out on someone, but 77F imps are already wiped. Tons of magic stones, though.
Alright, 76F. Time to vent my stress on stress itself. Stressfully.
76F is "Lizardman Lv76"—okay, maybe monster girl potential. But from a high-school-boy perspective, absolutely not recognized! Never!
Lizard people. Face: lizard. Body: lizard. Females exist? Apparently… So what?! The face is lizard! Body is lizard! Kinda feminine curves, but what am I supposed to do with that?! Full-body scales! Basically just a lizard standing on two legs holding a spear. Feels more dinosaur than anything. Zero high-school-boy monster-girl appeal. Zero dreams, zero hope. I'm wiping them all out!
"Ugh～ so cold～ I'm going home, I hate this dungeon, I'm leaving for real!"
Mental age hitting zero too, apparently.
Everything's frosted over—seriously freezing. Cranked temperature magic to arctic levels, layered ice magic on top. Lizards, after all.
The ones still moving are in ultra slow-mo. Over half can't move at all.
Seriously, twice in a row. Two floors back-to-back. Imps build up hope then crush it, now lizard-dino-girls with lizard faces— I'm genuinely mad. Merciless hunting with the ultra-jito-eyed silver armor lady. Slaughter time. 90% lizard lizardman females—where's the demand?! Who wants this?! Reptile collectors? Dino fetishists? Nobody needs that kink! I'm already dealing with an armor-fetish crisis here! Eye placement emergency!
Collected stones, on to 75F. Boss time. Floor guardian. Sigh～ finally one-quarter done. Haven't even reached pure-hearted feelings yet. Pure-hearted floor 66? 67? Two-thirds of 66? Whatever, figure it out when I get there. Long way off.
Wanted a short break, but it's freezing here. Below is sour. What kind of dungeon is this—sour… Not saying it out loud, though. Former dungeon manager right behind me. Knows exactly why it's sour… If I mention it, probably silent rage. Definitely.
75F—one-quarter cleared! Three-quarters left—somehow not happy about it anymore!?
"Chimera (All Species) Lv100." Chimera-san? Wants to know what kind, but "(All Species)"? You completed the set? Collector much? All species of living things? If literally every creature, it'd be some colossal mega-beast. It's big, though.
Total length 5–6 meters, taller than me—over 2 meters. Bear body, tiger/lion limbs (six of them?), huge wings—what kind? Monkey face. Old-man monkey vibes. Insect-like arms sprouting from body, scorpion tail, scaled back, dog/wolf heads on both shoulders. No horse, sheep, rat, cat… but "all species"? They're in there somewhere, probably?
Fighting evenly with the silver-armored ex-dungeon-emperor skeleton. Strong. But she's on the defensive—barely holding. Chimera going all-out, but her bottomless power still unseen. Sneak attack from behind.
Extend "Wooden Staff?"—10 meters? Somehow became "Gravity" magic now. Max weight, slam down.
No room to care about me—getting shredded by dancing silver sword flashes from front. Hit from behind.
Still standing, using all ten-plus arms and wings, trading blows and slashes. Hit from behind.
Neither advancing nor retreating—just endless striking, repelling, slashing, smashing. Hit from behind.
Attacks not landing cleanly, but speed only climbing. Hit from behind.
Like walls of sparks forming in front of both—endless exchange. Hit from behind.
Lost count of how many swords are dancing, how many limbs are parrying. Hit from behind.
Attack volume, slash count—reaching single unified roar levels of back-and-forth. Hit from behind.
Finally both take half a step forward—at the same time. To finish, to prevent finishing. Hit from behind.
Dead. Looks dead.
Uooooh—jito eyes stabbed me just now?! Physically pricked?! Is this a mental attack skill?! Or just jito eyes?!
Pretend I didn't notice, check loot. Still pricking… Uh, magic stone and… bracelet? Another tribute? Simple one this time: "Magic Beast Bracelet – All Stats Up." Eh? "All stats" but no range specified? Just "up"? Before it was +XX%, Great Increase, etc.—now just "up"? Be consistent, hard to compare! Not that I understood my own status from the start… meaning? Does it even have meaning? Feels like my status is low-key mocking me sometimes? Or something? Kinda?