Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?, Vol. 2 Read Free

growth rate was.
    His growth was more than through the roof. It was otherworldly.
    —
A Skill?
    The possibility popped up in the back of her mind.
    Maybe he has a Skill that explains the unusual growth
, she thought to herself with a twinge. The only way to check…was to go back on her promise.
    If it’s just a quick look…
    Her eyes glanced below Bell’s abilities and took in the hieroglyphs.
    Where Bell’s Magic and Skills were listed.
    She had already come this far. It was too late to look away now. Wanting to know what was inside a treasure box after peeking through the lid must be a trait of demi-humans.
    Her curiosity was piqued; she looked at all his Skill slot.
    …Ahh, nope.
    She couldn’t understand what was written.
    The amount of complex characters was too much for her to make heads or tails of it.
    It could be that his goddess, the overprotective Hestia, might have put an extra layer of protection over his status so that others couldn’t read it even if they had a chance. Eina didn’t have a full understanding of hieroglyphs’ size and stroke order, and shedidn’t realize that Hestia’s “protection” was actually just her own bad handwriting.
    Eina had newfound respect for Hestia and her strategy for keeping Bell’s status a secret.
    “Um…Ms. Eina? Are you finished yet?”
    “A…ah! Yes!”
    Eina’s ears jumped as Bell’s still-embarrassed voice reached them and she noticed the situation. Eina laughed out of her own embarrassment as she looked away from Bell’s status and bowed a few times in apology.
    It’s true…
she groaned to herself.
    There was no way she could withhold permission to enter the seventh level with a status like that. As long as he was careful, he should be able to go there safely, even alone.
    —However, she did have one other problem with him going that far down.
    “…”
    “W-what is it?”
    Fully dressed, Bell heard his voice waver as Eina’s eyes traveled his body from head to toe. Her gaze was overwhelming.
    But it didn’t look like she doubted Bell’s ability or strength.
    She wasn’t looking at his body; she was looking at the poor excuse for armor that was covering it.
    “Bell.”
    “Y-yes?”
    “Do you have any plans tomorrow?”
    “…Huh?”

    A day has passed since our conversation.
    I’m standing by myself in a half-circle-shaped park built just off of North Main.
    Waiting for Eina.
    Yep, I’m meeting her here.
    Is this…a date?
    No, that’s not possible
, I reassure myself.
    Yesterday Eina asked if I had time to go buy some new armor with her. Seemed like she thought my current set wouldn’t be enough. Once again, she’s going out of her way to help me. She’s looking out for me.
    So she’s not thinking of this as a date. She’s just being kind—kindly failing to mind her own business.
    …Still, to anyone who didn’t know the details, this really would seem like…
    All of the conditions are there.
    Conditions like “Let’s meet at ten in front of the bronze statue in the park!” and “Just the two of us!”
    Whoa! Whoa!!!
    “Hey! Bell!”
    “!”
    And now the time has come.
    The owner of the pretty voice comes jogging up to me waving her hand, her figure growing in my line of sight.
    “Good morning! Aren’t you early? Was the idea of buying new armor that exciting?”
    “Ah, no, I just…”
    —I just think it’s strange to be alone with you, Eina.
I don’t have the guts to say that to her directly, though.
    “Well, I was excited, too. I know this is your shopping trip, but I’m eager to get started.”
    Eina is wearing clothes I’ve never seen her in before. Usually she’s in a perfectly pressed Guild uniform, but today she’s in a cute, lacy white blouse and a short skirt. She’s got a good sense of fashion. I can’t really look at her the same way I usually do.
    Maybe it’s because I’m used to seeing her in that uniform all the time, but today she seems more grown-up. How do I put it…she’s practically