Dungeon Streaming in a Chastity-Reversed World with 1:99 Male-to-Female Ratio! I Might Be a Rare Man, But I’ll Risk My Life to Find a Wife! - 53

Chapter 53: The Man Who Laughs and the Women Who Laugh

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“Alright then, since the blushing girls are still just mumbling, I’ll take the lead and introduce everyone in detail.”

Turning to face Ittou, Urahana spoke while looking at her fidgeting team members with a half-exasperated expression.

“Let’s start with our frontliner, Nono Noshiro. You already know her weapon’s an axe. She’s slow in movement, but her mind works ridiculously fast, so she picks up our intentions instantly. She’s also good at manipulating mana and skilled at managing hate control. If you build coordination around Noshiro’s position, things will go really smoothly.”

“Mm~ yeah~. By the way, my unique magic is earth magic~. I can change the terrain to hinder my opponent’s movement~ and stuff~.”

Noshiro, who recovered the fastest after Urahana’s introduction, spoke in her usual easygoing tone. However, what she said was incredibly important to Ittou. Interfering with an opponent’s movements and reducing their mobility and attack power was a vital role for a frontliner.

Earth magic, while difficult to use in midair and high in mana cost, wasn’t just about offense—it could be extremely effective as a form of disruption through terrain manipulation. Ittou nodded deeply in understanding. 

Then, he reflected that if he had known this much in detail during their previous dungeon training, he wouldn’t have moved so recklessly around Noshiro. Because Noshiro hadn’t yet fully grasped Ittou’s movements, she had likely refrained from using her unique magic out of fear of friendly fire.

As Ittou hung his head low, Urahana lightly smacked him on the back of it.

“I told you already. It wasn’t just your fault. We were also at fault for not communicating properly. And nothing irreversible has happened yet, so relax.”

Ittou, who had been looking up, lowered his gaze again slightly at her sly smile. Then, after taking a deep breath, he straightened his posture, returned her smile, and nodded firmly before turning toward Noshiro.

“Noshiro-san! I really want to work better with you. Let’s get more involved together from now on!”

“Mm~? Mm~? Mm~?”

Noshiro’s eyes darted quickly from side to side, and then her face slowly turned bright red before she began to tip backward. Kanna and Marin rushed to support her, glaring at Ittou with narrowed eyes.

“Ittou-kun… Try to think a little more about your word choice, okay?”

“That’s right, Icchan. Smart, pervy high school girls like these tend to have vivid imaginations and interpret things however they want—like her, for instance.”

“Who are you calling a pervy high school girl!?”

As the red-faced Kanna snapped at her, Marin smirked and waved Ittou away with her hand, telling him to move on. Nodding, Ittou walked over toward Urahana, who was giving him the same narrow-eyed stare.

“Jeez… Just like Kanbara said, you really need to build a better vocabulary, you know? Although if you started using fancy words, that’d probably cause trouble in a different way… Anyway, moving on. Next is Daria Danbara.”

At the sound of her name, Danbara straightened her back and even rose onto her toes for some reason. True to her sensitive nature, revealed during the last dungeon training, she looked anxiously at Urahana, unsure of what she’d say. Seeing her, Urahana gave a small laugh and poked Danbara’s side with her finger.

“Ahhn! Eh…?”

“Hey, we all agreed, remember? You’re our ace. So act like it.”

As the flustered Danbara bent over with a cute squeak, Urahana roughly ruffled her violet hair, as beautiful as a violet blossom.

“B-but…”

“Listen, Ittou. Daria’s our ace. She’s a frontliner hunter, but also our main attacker. She takes out enemies at critical moments by circling behind or moving into blind spots. Experience and reading enemy movements matter, but those will come with time. Her unique magic, ‘Sensory Enhancement,’ is incredible talent. So, in our team, Daria moves freely. Noshiro and Rokuro handle coordination. Trust them.”

When Urahana said that much, Danbara’s eyes began to glisten with tears. She threw her arms around Urahana and started sobbing loudly. Seeing this, the rest of the team gathered around, patting her head and back, comforting her.

Ittou had always thought the word ace referred to someone overwhelmingly strong. In A-Team, the confident and skilled attacker Anri was their ace. In most teams, the ace was the strongest one who led everyone forward. But the ace of H-Team—Danbara—was an ace who fought desperately, supported by those around her.

Realizing there were still so many things he didn’t yet understand, Ittou smiled wryly and resolved to learn more. Then, joining the others, he gently placed his hand on Danbara’s head. That was when…

“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!? Wha? Huh? Eh? NOOOOOOOO!”

Danbara screamed and started thrashing about. Even Ittou immediately realized his touch had caused it, but the intensity left him stunned and flustered.

“S-sorry, Danbara-san. I just… I just wanted to get along better with you…”

“Low voice… Nooooo…”

“Alright, that’s enough—”

Before anyone noticed, Manao had slipped behind Danbara and wrapped her in a light blue aura. Danbara’s wild, bloodshot eyes softened, and her clenched fists went limp. Seeing this, Ittou turned to Manao in alarm.

“W-what was that…?”

“Ikkun. Listen carefully, okay? When you touch a girl’s head, be very careful. Seriously. Very, very careful.”

The cold, blue mana radiating from Manao sent chills down Ittou’s spine, and he nodded wordlessly. Then, staring at his own hands, he reflected on what he had done.

“R-right… Grandma always said a woman’s hair is her life, and a guy shouldn’t just touch it carelessly…. Especially if it’s someone that she doesn’t even like. She’d definitely feel awful, having her hair touched by someone she disliked…”

“…Well, yeah, that’s true too. I’d personally half-kill any guy who touched mine. But anyway… Ikkun, be careful touching girls’ heads, especially hers. With her sensory enhancement, she probably memorized your touch and your voice perfectly. If you’re not careful, she’ll get addicted.”

“Addicted to what!?”

Ittou shouted after Manao, who was leading the dreamy-eyed Danbara away, but no one corrected his misunderstanding. In fact, everyone silently reminded themselves not to become “addicts”—not to fall into Ittou addiction. And while the others were flustered, Urahana alone remained calm and continued speaking.

“I’m starting to feel like everyone’s going to collapse at this rate… Anyway, next is Rokuro Royama. A normal girl who wants to be an original weirdo.”

“Eh— H-hhhi! W-what are you saying, Urahana-chan!? I-I’m not normal at all!”

Hearing Urahana’s words, Rokuro’s long black hair with white highlights flew wildly as she started moving oddly. From her reaction, Ittou immediately understood.

Ah. So she’s the serious type.

Even though Rokuro often acted strange, there were flashes of earnestness she just couldn’t hide. He remembered that now. Rokuro Royama had been a model student in middle school. She was very diligent and well-behaved. But in her youth, she began to feel insecure about being “too plain.” So, as a kind of “high school debut,” she added a small white streak to her hair, took a liking to traditional Japanese patterns, and tried to cultivate unique hobbies. 

Yet her classmates all knew: her notebook handwriting was impeccable, her margins always neat, she was never late, never skipped cleaning duty, never forgot homework or belongings. Their homeroom teacher, Fujisaki, understood that this was “just a phase.” And so, her classmates accepted her eccentricities with a fond, amused tolerance.

“So yeah, she just wants to stand out a little by doing weird stuff, so be nice to her.”

“Nooo! That’s the most embarrassing explanation ever!”

“She’s got great risk awareness though, so no matter how weird she acts, she’ll never actually get herself in danger.”

“Hey!”

“Her unique magic is ‘Universal Magic Aptitude.’ Data on others with this ability shows that while they don’t excel in any one field and develop slowly, it’s an extremely versatile and adaptable power.”

“Hey! You just called me a jack of all trades!”

Rokuro kept shouting in protest while Urahana calmly continued. Ittou recalled that during their previous dungeon training, she had probably moved away from the group deliberately to lure the blue snakes away. Still, even then, she’d only gone far enough to return quickly if needed. Remembering that, Ittou smiled kindly at her.

“Why do I feel pity in your smile!? I-I’m telling you, I’m weird! Like, I’d totally charge into a swarm of blue snakes! Or even go into a dungeon completely naked, alone!”

“““““““Eh?”””””””

Everyone’s voices overlapped as they turned to look at Rokuro. She pressed her index fingers together nervously and stared into space.

“Ah… um, I-I mean, that was just… A figure of speech. You know, like saying I could do it if I wanted to. Going into a dungeon naked would, uh, be dangerous… Right?”

Her embarrassed voice hung in the air for a moment, then the group burst into laughter. Ittou felt happy within that atmosphere. It was a kind of comfort different from A-Team’s dependable sense of order. This was the warmth of people teasing and showing weakness, and he couldn’t help but smile at that.

“…?”

Noticing a shift in the air, he looked past the shrunken Rokuro and saw Kusumi in a crouching stance. 

“Uh… Kujuukuri-san, what are you doing?”

“Um… I just thought Rokuro-san might get hit by Ittou-sama’s effect and collapse, so I was ready to catch her.”

She spoke timidly from behind Rokuro, which made everyone laugh again.

I see… So this kind of dynamic exists too, huh… I see…

Ittou felt as if the scales were falling from his eyes. There was so much he still didn’t know—so much to learn about people. He savored that joy of discovery.

“Ah, s-speaking of which! Um, everyone from the H-team, why are you all here? I know this is part of dungeon training, but normally you’d need permission from the Adventurer’s Association if you’re high-ranked enough to enter this area…”

Kusumi’s question, clearly meant to break the tension, made the H-Team members’ expressions darken slightly. Then, Katagiri raised her hand timidly.

“Um… Our teacher said, ‘If you really want to get stronger, I’ll take you there myself.’”

“Teacher? You mean Heike-sensei?”

Ittou asked, but Katagiri shook her head. The one who spoke next was Daria, who had calmed down somewhat thanks to Manao.

“No, the teacher with the weird R pronunciation.”

Noshiro scratched her cheek and glanced at Rokuro, who flipped her white-streaked hair and looked at Ittou.

“That’s right, Ittou-kun! She’s—”

“Everyone!”

Before Noshiro could finish speaking, a distant voice called out. A woman in a purple suit came running toward them. Ittou recognized her. She was the homeroom teacher of Class 8 next door and the English teacher for his class. He honestly wasn’t fond of her, since she often stared at him a little too intently.

“It looks like everyone’s safe! A~re~ you~ okaaaay?”

Kozue Kondou. Her provocative, exaggerated pronunciation filled the air as she scanned the group with a crescent-shaped smile behind her glasses. And in that smile, Ittou sensed something… Something eerily snake-like, reminiscent of the blue serpents themselves.

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