Journey to Planar World

Dried meat and rations were standard provisions for adventurers entering the Dungeon. After all, such foods were practical to carry, requiring no further preparation and resistant to spoilage.

Moreover, bringing delicious food into the Dungeon was highly inconvenient and potentially dangerous, as its aroma could attract monsters from afar, drawing them to the adventurers’ location.

In short, Charlie, with his Space-Time Cache—a storage item—was an exception. He wasn’t bound by the same logistical constraints as other adventurers. He could carry anything, in any quantity, without worrying about spoilage or scent.

On Floor 26, known as the Under Garden for its expanse of beautiful flowers and lush vegetation growing under the glow of ceiling crystals, Charlie and his two spirit girls—Aishia and Est—enjoyed a picnic-like atmosphere.

They sat on a comfortable mat amidst a sea of petals, savoring delicious Christmas cakes. Their relaxed demeanor starkly contrasted with the typical image of tense, vigilant adventurers.

They didn’t look like they were in a dangerous place—the Dungeon—that had brought calamity to the world a thousand years ago. Instead of seeking battle or danger, they resembled a small family on a holiday, surrounded by the unexpected beauty deep within the Dungeon.

”Oh, right, I haven’t tried my new ability yet.”

After Aishia fed him a piece of cake, the gentle touch of her fingers and the sweet taste on his tongue reminded Charlie of something important. He hadn’t tested Senrigan. Unable to resist his curiosity to try his new power, he activated it immediately.

Suddenly, his left pupil transformed. The existing sky-blue color was now adorned with a glowing white pattern surrounded by a dark crescent shape.

In that moment, Charlie projected his consciousness as he willed, the new ability feeling so natural, as if he had always possessed it.

”Eh?”

Charlie was stunned by what he saw through Senrigan.

”Is this what they call legendary pervert luck?”

Without hesitation, Charlie uttered those words, his face a mix of shock and slight disbelief.

The scene before him was too astonishing. Except for Zeus, no other god would dare attempt what Zeus had done in the past.

Yet here, Charlie had unintentionally replicated Zeus’s past feat, thanks to his newly acquired Senrigan.

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”Curious if mine will get bigger?”

”Well, it’s not like we gods and goddesses grow anymore—Hey, stop groping!”

In the bathhouse, the goddesses proudly displayed their voluptuous, naked bodies, joking with one another. Crisp laughter and the sound of splashing water broke the silence, creating a lively and carefree atmosphere.

If anyone witnessed this scene, whether man or woman, they’d likely faint with flushed faces and nosebleeds.

This was the Divine Bathhouse, a pristine bathing facility exclusively for gods, as its name suggested.

In this expansive bath chamber, there were pools of various sizes and colors, from green jade to pristine white marble, all filled with steaming hot water.

Large trees with lush foliage and artistically arranged natural stones reflected a serene, natural landscape within the room. The interior decor, with smooth stone walls and pillars intricately carved, enhanced the beautiful and luxurious environment.

This grand bathhouse dedicated to the gods was a facility established and managed by the Guild for all the gods residing in Orario.

The Guild used a portion of the taxes collected from each Familia, including fees for the gods’ entertainment, to build various facilities to amuse them, with the Divine Bathhouse being one of the most popular.

The male gods’ bathhouse and the goddesses’ bathhouse were naturally separated, but the male side saw far less use compared to the female side. Thus, the term Divine Bathhouse generally referred to the bustling goddesses’ bathhouse.

Ever since a perverted old god somehow managed to sneak into the goddesses’ bathhouse some time ago, the Guild had drastically increased security to the point that not even a mouse could slip in. However, they hadn’t accounted for abnormal abilities like Senrigan, Clairvoyance, or similar powers.

In a large central pool, a goddess with long walnut-brown hair, shimmering like wet silk, soaked in the hot water. Her glistening skin flushed from the heat. She exhaled deeply, relaxing as the warm water flowed over her perfect body.

”How does it feel, Astrea? It’s been years since you visited the Divine Bathhouse.”

”It’s as comfortable as ever, Demeter.”

”Glad to hear it. My decision to invite you here was spot-on.”

The goddess named Demeter concealed her curvaceous body with a thin towel wrapped around her as she sat beside Astrea at the pool’s edge.

”Hm? Have your breasts gotten bigger, Astrea? Let me check.”

”Stop it, Demeter, don’t joke around. You know our bodies as goddesses don’t grow, no matter how much time passes.”

Astrea swatted Demeter’s wrist as she tried to grope her chest.

The impact sent ripples through Demeter’s impressive bust, causing waves to spread across the water’s surface.

”By the way, Astrea, can I ask you something?” Demeter suddenly changed the topic.

”What do you want to know?” Astrea responded, turning to face her.

”I’m curious why you’re staying with that kid from Hera’s Familia who recently arrived in Orario. His name’s Charlie Avalon, right? I only saw him once, when Aphrodite brought him to the Denatus hosted by Ganesha.”

It was no surprise that Demeter was curious about Charlie. In fact, most gods in Orario felt the same.

There was no helping it; Charlie’s background was too remarkable. He was a member of the Hera Familia, which, though diminished, had once been a dominant force in Orario alongside the Zeus Familia nearly a thousand years ago. If not for their tragic defeat by the One-Eyed Black Dragon, it wouldn’t be the Loki Familia and Freya Familia reigning as Orario’s strongest today.

Moreover, Charlie’s closeness with Aphrodite, one of the Three Goddesses of Beauty, and his apparent immunity to her charm, piqued the gods’ interest. While Aphrodite’s allure wasn’t on par with Freya’s, it wasn’t something a mortal from the lower world could resist.

And that wasn’t all. Astrea, who had left Orario years ago after nearly all her Familia members perished, had now returned and chosen to live with Charlie.

This was the most shocking, given Astrea’s upright reputation, free of any scandals involving men. This was evident from the fact that the Astrea Familia consisted solely of women.

The combination of these factors made Charlie the center of attention among the gods. After all, the gods had left heaven and descended to the lower world in pursuit of entertainment.

To the gods, Charlie was the latest source of amusement, a fascinating mystery to observe.