My Refrigerator Turned Into A Dungeon

Undersea Dungeon III

"Kyaaa!"

A sudden, piercing scream echoed through the air. It happened while we were taking turns defeating slimes with soft-touch attacks.

One person pressed the slime down with a wooden stick, while another poked the slime's core from the side with another wooden stick to defeat it. They were taking turns in this order: Serai-san, Ruu, Nina-san, and Shark.

In the midst of this, Serai-san, who was attacking the slime that Shark was holding down, made a mistake and was counterattacked.

The slime, which had become amorphous, splattered onto Serai-san's abdomen as she hurriedly tried to poke it again with the wooden stick. Startled, she screamed and stood there, frozen in place.

I also rushed to help, extending my hand, but before me, Shark, who was right beside Serai-san, grabbed the slime attached to her abdomen with both hands, wearing his diver's gloves.

"(Juuuu!) Gugh!?"

"You fool! Let go of the slime, Shark!"

"Damn it! My hand. I can't pull it off!"

"Got it! Stay still! (Zubushu! Gucci!…Bofun!)"

I thrust my hand covered inside Bug Kinguit into the slime and immediately crushed its core.

"Haah…I was so surprised! Ah! Shark, are you okay?"

As the slime turned into smoke and disappeared, Shark's hands were freed, and she quickly discarded the smoky gloves.

"Yeah, it's not a big deal. (Beshya) Tch, it hurts…"

"Are you alright, Shark? Let me see."

I crouched in front of Shark, who had sat down, and examined her arm. The part of her hand covered by the nylon diver's glove was fine, but her wrist skin had melted and turned red. It was more of a scrape than a serious injury, but it would likely sting when exposed to seawater.

(But this guy, without fear for his safety, tried to protect Serai-san on instinct. He's a good guy.)

(………)

(Hmm!? This sensation. Could it be salt grains? Ah, it's the salt formed as Shark's wet black hair dried. I wonder if I can do something with this. Hey, would you help me with that? That would be helpful.)

"Shark, just stay still for a moment."

"Huh? Oh, sure…"

I took Shark's injured hands and closed my eyes, focusing my concentration.

(Start with [Mucus] as a base…add a little [Salt]…and just a tiny bit of [Strong Acid]. Is this mixture okay? Thanks, Salt Manitou. Now, let's create plenty of it.)

(Slowly…)

A different type of mucus, with a unique texture, began to cover Shark's injured hands. It was transparent and slightly gel-like.

"J-Jung? What are you doing?"

"Well…it's like a ‘pseudo-wound secretion.' It's a liquid other than blood that seeps from wounds when you're injured. But in shallow wounds, research data suggests that leaving this secretion untouched as part of moist wound care, without disinfecting it, can help wounds heal faster. So, by doing this, we can protect the wound, and it should heal without leaving a severe scar."

This time, with the help of the Salt Manitou, I balanced the skills [Mucus], [Salt], and [Strong Acid] to create a pseudo-wound secretion. Sensationally, it should have a composition similar to blood, so by covering the wound with it, there shouldn't be any significant scarring.

"Oh… I see. That's amazing…"

"Wow, you sure know your stuff about weird things, too."

Hehehe, how about that? Otaku delves into detailed science and reads plenty of sci-fi s and manga, so we have a fair amount of knowledge about modern science.

We're still on the first floor of the underwater dungeon.

Serai-san and the others, who had previously described slimes as ‘cute and squishy', seemed to have realized just how terrifying these monsters could be after the unexpected counterattack.

After their failure, Shark seemed to have gotten a hint. She said, "Wait a moment.", and sat down, starting to untie the paracord from her belt. By the way, paracord refers to the cord used for parachutes, essentially a strong nylon, polypropylene, or polyester cord.

However, paracord, with a diameter of about 4mm, has a breaking strength of about 250kg, making it a high-strength cord. It's commonly used in outdoor activities nowadays.

"Shark, what are you planning to do?"

"Well, watch this, Jung. If you do it like this. (Winding), like this. (Tighten, tighten!). There you go! I've made an impromptu short spear!"

Shark tied the knife to a wooden stick meant for smashing watermelons using the untied paracord, creating a short spear.

"Oh, I see! You're quite skilled!"

"Hehehe… You see when you use a wooden stick, there's a bit of resistance, and the aim tends to drift when you thrust. With this short spear, I think I can avoid that."

Shark was a military otaku, mastering various skills, including rope work.

Thanks to this, our efficiency increased significantly as she made two of these makeshift short spears. We continued to find slimes and defeat them with soft-touch attacks, entering a quiet and efficient slaying time.

"We did it! The 8th one!"

Serai-san celebrated with a victorious pose. However, it had been nearly 3 hours since they arrived at this underwater dungeon. Considering what's to come next and the need for rest, it seemed like a good time to call it quits.

"Everyone, it's already 3 o'clock. Should we wrap it up?"

"Ehh?! Already?!"

Serai-san – Shark Team and Nina-san – Ruu Team had started a competition to see who could defeat more slimes, but it was time to head back and get some rest, or our skin would suffer from sleep deprivation.

"Yeah, you're right. We have to drive back, and I can't afford to make the coach collapse again. So, let's call it a day here, Maachi."

Wait… Huh? Won't Nina-san drive us back? Well, it's no big deal.

"That's right, let's prepare to head back—"

"Oh, wait, Jung! I'm about to level up to level 3 soon!"

Interrupting Ruu's words, Shark struck a pleading pose, eyes welling with tears. Where did he learn to do something like that?

"Master~?"

"Yeah, I get it. Alright, everyone, let's stick around a little longer to help Shark."

"No problem! I'll owe you one!"

While rubbing her nose, Shark made that promise. Serai-san and the others decided to leave all the slimes they encountered on their way back to Shark.

…..

"Alright, good job, everyone. Is everyone okay?"

Returning to the dungeon's entrance, even though there were only four of us, just to be sure, I asked for confirmation.

"Yes, we're all fine."

"…"

The 3 beautiful college girls responded gracefully, but for some reason, Shark had a perplexed expression, and shaking her head.

"What's wrong, Shark? Is something bothering you?"

"Well… My level has gone up to 3, and I'm really happy about it, but… there's something weird. My job class has also increased, and it says Job: Student. Isn't that strange?"

(What?! Job class? What's that? Even I, at level 37, don't have one.)

"Ah… I have Job: Student too…"

"Yeah, me too…"

Surprisingly, even Nina-san and Ruha had it…

I wondered what was going on and checked my status:

Level 37

Race: Human

Job: Teacher

Stats:

Strength: 212

Endurance: 218

Intelligence: 215

Mental Power: 240

Agility: 220

Luck: 133

Eroticness: 1825

Divine Protection:

[Salt's Blessing]

Skills:

[Strong Acid 1.1], [Agility], [Disease Resistance 5], [Usurpation], [Mucus 2], [Space 2], [Good Luck 1.3], [Footwork], [Meditation], [Salt 5]

Titles:

[Bug King], [Saltmate], [Salty Guy]

For some reason, I had gained the job class of Teacher. But once again, Dexterity was missing… Hey, where did my Dexterity go? And instead, my numerical attribute was Eroticness. What's that all about? And it was an overwhelming four-digit figure that left everyone else in the dust. I was now officially an Erotic Teacher.

"Hmm…? What's wrong, Maachi?"

I was dumbfounded by the ridiculous changes in my status. Serai-san also had a strange expression and was frozen.

"Um… I…"

"Hey, could it be that Machi-chan didn't get Job: Student?"

"Oh… no, it's not that, Ruu. My job class, says Naruto's Special Student. Naruto is master's name, right?"

What?! Why?! I thought it was strange that only Serai-san seemed to have gotten a rare job class. Is it because we live together and share meals, we've been deemed to have an intimate master-disciple relationship?

"Eeh~ unfair, Maachi-chan!"

"Yes, that's right~! Coach, what is this all about?" (Gulp)

They both started questioning us.

Ruu and Nina-san are trying to get close to me saying that.

"Wait a minute! I don't understand this any more than you do! If I could decide, I'd make both of you Naruto's Special Student!"

"Oh, wait! In that case, I'd prefer to be a Special Student!"

Don't drag me into this, Shark.

"Alright, I get it! Everyone is my Scholarship Student! I'll figure something out!"

Honestly, what's up with these bizarre job classes? There's no way to make sense of it. But fortunately, Serai-san managed to acquire it. If I investigate how Serai-san met the conditions for this job class.

"Oh… I also got the job class Naruto's Special Student. Thanks, Maachi♪"

Huh…? What? It's that easy to change?

"I'm also one of Coach's Special Student♪"

"Amazing… I thought I became a Student, but it became a Special Student… That's getting me fired up!"

In a secret undersea dungeon explored late at night, they unexpectedly obtained job classes such as Teacher, Student, and even Special Student. It was all quite baffling, especially considering we were undersea.