Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?, Vol. 2 by Fujino Omori Page B

embracing him and giving a tight squeeze.
    And so began a short, awkward tug-of-war between the elated goddess and the ever-squirming Bell.
    “Hmm…So then, last night you went out to eat with that supporter?”
    “Yes. Something very good happened yesterday…”
    It was already the middle of the afternoon. Still lying in bed, Hestia was deep in conversation with Bell. Her hangover was almost gone.
    While she was relieved to hear this, just thinking about how they were holding hands like that gave her some doubts…But most of all, her heart was uneasy when she updated his status. His growth was just as fast as ever. That meant his thoughts were still focused on Aiz Wallenstein, that blond-haired, golden-eyed girl. He was deeply mistaken about the reciprocity of his feelings.
    But for now, she put aside all of her feeling about the kenki—the sword princess—and focused on getting to the bottom of this supporter situation. She wanted to know everything about what Bell thought of her.
    Even though she had yet to meet this supporter girl, Hestia was starting to get seriously jealous.
    “It’s so great, isn’t it? It must have been really fun to eat delicious food, just you and your supporter. I wish I could have been there…”
    Sprinkling her words with irony, Hestia turned away from Bell, shuddering her shoulders and clearing her throat. But that performance didn’t match Bell’s reaction.
    He sat there for a moment, body shivering slightly. He finally made up his mind and opened his mouth to speak.
    “Well then, um, shall we go? The two of us, and, you know, eat at a high-class restaurant…”
    “…Eh?”
    “How about an…extravagant dinner?”
    Hestia was in a pinch, watching Bell doing his best not to blush next to her.
    She couldn’t believe her ears.
    “T-the truth is…I got a lot of money from the Dungeon yesterday…! And I, um, wanted to say thank you, so I…!”
    Hestia didn’t hear another word.
    She was too busy replaying Bell’s invitation over and over in her head.
    Is this possibly…a d-d-d-d-d-date???
    And from Bell directly? Dinner?! Hestia’s thoughts were going a mile a minute.
    She was ecstatic.
    “Once you’re feeling better, Goddess, let’s go sometime soon.”
    “Let’s go today!”
    “Uh?”
    “Today!”
    Hestia threw off her bedclothes and sprang to her feet.
    Bell sat there in shock.
    “G-Goddess…your body needs to rest…”
    “I’m better!”
    She wasn’t lying. The excitement and nervousness that come with a date, with Bell no less, had filled her body with energy. Bell sat, stunned, in his chair next to the bed as Hestia flew around the room getting ready for the evening.
    —Wait a second.
    Hestia stopped in her tracks and lifted her collar from her chest up to her nose, drawing in a big whiff.
    It smelled horrible, like alcohol. It wasn’t the way any self-respecting goddess wanted to smell, and she was covered in it.
    Her eyes shot open.
    “Bell, six o’clock!”
    “Y-yes?”
    “Southwest Main at six! I’ll meet you at Amour Square!”
    Bell broke out in a cold sweat as he watched Hestia go out the door, carrying only a small bag with her.

    In a word, this was paradise.
    “Wonder if mine’ll get any bigger?”
    “Well, it’s not like us gods and goddesses are growing up any more—Hey, no groping!”
    If any of the children of the mortal world had set foot in this spot, they would have fainted from blood loss owing to the nosebleeds it would inspire.
    Here goddesses, under the cover of cloudy steam, revealed every inch of their beautiful bodies without a second thought, naked as the day they were born. Light glistened off their clear skin; toned arms and legs shined through the mist.
    This place was the very definition of heaven that all men dream about at least once.
    “Haah…This feels amazing!”
    A relaxed smile grew on Hestia’s face as she sank shoulder deep into the hot water, causing small waves to caress her body.
    The Divine