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"Lord Ganesha. You...you truly cared for Hashana, didn't you?"
The smile did not drop. "Of course. I took him in when he was eight years old. I saw him grow from a young boy into a fine man. He only reached Level Four a few months ago, and I felt so immensely proud of him. Now I regret not telling him those words."
Godou kept quiet, even as the Ganesha Familia left.
One by one, the waitresses left, leaving only Mama Mia and him in the room.
"Mama Mia..."
"Go."
He looked up, stunned.
"Go," she repeated.
"Just like that?"
She nodded. "You feel you have to, don't you? Maybe you're right, and your appearance has something to do with whatever that's brewing. Or maybe you're wrong, and it turns out they are two separate events. No matter what happens, unless you go, you won't ever know."
It frightened him a little just how good Mama Mia was at reading him. He supposed there was a reason she was so well-respected, and it wasn't only because she was Level Six. He gulped. "What if...what if it's somehow my fault?"
She shrugged. "Then make things right."
"While I'm gone..."
"Don't worry, I'll pay May your wages."
Godou shuddered. She was too good.
Still, he found himself smiling as he left the Hostess.
Sinister thoughts plagued him as he walked towards the entrance of the Dungeon.
If what Ganesha said was true, then all the odd things that were happening all started with his arrival. It was something Godou feared, and could believe. Campiones were people that altered the course of fate with their very existences. Some seemed to be blessed with great luck, while Godou personally believed he was haunted by eternal misfortune. The idea that his presence had triggered a chain of events that endangered the citizens of Orario terrified him, only because he knew just how true it could be. It had happened before after all, since more than a few Heretic Gods had descended from the Netherworld and threatened to lay waste to entire cities unless he agreed to fight them.
If something along that line was happening here...he had to put an end to it.
He tried his best to recall the exact circumstances the followed after his arrival here.
He could not. Everything was fuzzy, a messy blur of fighting and walking. There had been nothing else.
Walk.
Fight.
Walk.
Fight.
The grotesque forms of the monsters bled into each other, and Godou struggled to even recollect a distinct image of any monster he had come across.
The only thing he remembered was looking up at the Sun and then blacking out, before waking up in a bed next to Aiz Wallenstein.
It had felt so long ago, but in reality it hadn't even been a month.
"Godou?" a surprised voice said next to him.
He turned, blinking in surprise when Shakti Varma walked up to him. "Shakti. What are you doing here?" he asked. "I thought you were...gathering information."
A sorrowful expression marred her pretty face. "Lord Ganesha asked me to collect the body. I am heading to Rivira right now."
Ah, a painful but necessary task. One no one should do by themselves.
"The Eighteenth Floor, right?" Godou recalled. "Do you mind if I follow along? I was thinking about exploring the Dungeon for a bit."
In truth, Godou had no idea where to start. But if the strange happenings were his fault, he had no doubt that it didn't matter where he was, but as long as he was in the Dungeon, trouble would find him instead.
"Sure," Shakti agreed, her mind clearly somewhere else. She took a few steps forward and Godou followed. She suddenly stopped, causing Godou to nearly bump into her.
"Godou."
"Yes?"
"Aren't you a chef?"
"Yes."
"So you're not an adventurer, right?"
"Hmmm. No, I don't think I can call myself one," he admitted.
She turned around and glared at him. "And you want to go to the Dungeon. And to the Eighteenth Floor, no less."
"Yes?" Godou replied uncertainly, though he was quite certain that wasn't the answer she was looking for.
"Are you stupid? Just because you somehow managed to tame a Battle Boar doesn't mean that you can suddenly take on the Dungeon!" The girl exploded into fury. "Do you know even seasoned Level Twos have died on the way the Rivira simply because of carelessness and bad luck? Has it occurred to you that there's a reason why people gain the blessings of Gods before deciding to become an adventurer? You don't just suddenly decide to explore the Dungeon on a whim! It takes training, preparation, and a Falna!"
"I'll be fine, I've gone in before," he said reassuringly.
"You have?" she blinked in surprise. She eyed him curiously. "But you don't even have a weapon..."
He flashed her a grin. "Don't worry, I do. It's just not something I like taking out when there are other people around."
Her frown remained on her face. "I don't think it's a good idea."
He shrugged. "It doesn't matter. I'm going in even if you think it's a bad idea. I want to do it." At this, he got a little bit more serious. "There's something I need to see for myself."
Her eyes narrowed. "Is this about Hashana's murder?"
"It might be."
Shakti thought about it for a long time. "Fine. I'll bring you along with me. Bu
t the moment I feel that you're unprepared for the Dungeon, you have to go back, are we clear?"
"Deal."
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