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Chapter 9

One day, deep inside a mountain dungeon, I encountered a fairy.

Fairies—small humanoid monsters. They are a relatively friendly species toward humans, sometimes helping them and other times playing mischievous pranks out of whimsy. They excel in magic, with each fairy possessing a specific elemental affinity. As they grow, they evolve into beings that align with their chosen element. While fairies are intelligent, those capable of communicating in human languages are rare before evolution.

“That’s a fairy… right? This creature here?”

“—?”

When I poked the fairy perched on my shoulder, looking at me cheerfully, it squirmed as though tickled, letting out an inarticulate sound. There wasn’t a hint of hostility in its demeanor. If there had been, I’d likely have met my end the moment it tapped me on the shoulder without my noticing.

Oops, now my finger’s been grabbed by its tiny arms. Well, not so much grabbed as it feels like my finger is lightly being held. A childlike vibe, but definitely intelligent. Should I try talking to it?

“Uh, hi there. Are you the only one here?”

“—?—!”

The fairy tilted its head and then pointed at me.

“Well, yeah, I’m here too, obviously. I meant besides me and you—are there other fairies or monsters around?”

“—!”

So, none, huh? Wait, how am I even understanding this? The fairy hasn’t spoken a single word, yet I know what it’s saying. Is this some kind of mental communication? Strange, but as long as we can understand each other, I’m not complaining.

So, back to the matter at hand. If what the fairy says is true, then it’s just the two of us here in this space. Hm? What’s up, fairy? Oh, there are fish here too? And you sometimes play on their backs? Well, good for you.

“By the way, is there a treasure chest here?”

“—”

The answer was no. The fairy said it’s flown all over this hidden area but has never seen anything like that. If the local resident—or rather, the local fairy—says so, I suppose that’s that. She doesn’t seem to be lying.

So, this place is… just an empty space with a single fairy, a lake, and a giant tree? Seriously?

“You’ve got to be kidding me…”

I sighed deeply and slumped down, realizing my grand expectations were for naught. Sure, I’m glad there’s no danger to my life, but come on—couldn’t there have been a little more adventure?

Sigh. My stomach started growling as soon as I relaxed. Guess my body’s honest. Time to dig into the packed lunch I brought.

Sitting down on the grass, I pulled out a thermos from my A-card. It contained last night’s brown stew, which I’d packed before entering the mountain dungeon. Accompanied by some bread slices, of course.

“This is basically a picnic, isn’t it?”

The warm sunlight and gentle breeze brushing against my skin only amplified the picnic vibe. Is this really a dungeon?

Well, no use overthinking it. I tore off a piece of bread, dipped it into the stew, and popped it into my mouth. Delicious. Letting the stew rest overnight in the fridge had only enhanced the flavor. Makes me wish I had some alcohol, but hey, this is a dungeon. Control yourself, man.

“—?”

“Hm? Fairy, do you want some too?”

The fairy circled around my face, looking intrigued. When I offered some to pacify it, it eagerly nodded. It seemed to want to try dipping the bread itself, so I let it. It tore off a piece, dipped it into the stew, and mimicked my actions.

“So, how does it taste, fairy? Will Chef George’s creation pass the test?”

“—!?—♪”

Oh, it seems she likes it! She’s zipping around joyfully, her face smeared with stew.

She continued dipping and eating, far exceeding what her small body should logically be able to consume. Is this normal for monsters?

By the time we’d eaten everything, the fairy was still flying around energetically, showing no signs of being full.

I, on the other hand, was stuffed and ready to call it a day. Today’s hidden area was a bust, but it’s time to head back.

“Alright, I’m heading home now. Take care, fairy.”

“—!?—!”

When I said goodbye, the fairy looked stunned, her mouth agape. She then clung to my face. Hey, no face-hugging! I can’t breathe!

Apparently, she wants to come with me. When I asked if she was serious, she nodded enthusiastically. Hmm. I live alone and don’t have any pets, so it’s not a problem… and honestly, after sharing a meal, I feel a bit attached.

“Alright, let’s go home together.”

“—♪”

And so, I gained a new family member.

But could she stop expressing happiness by clinging to my face? It’s suffocating.

“Wait, a fairy in our dungeon? And she got attached to you!?”

“Keep it down, Tomokaze. No other adventurers are here, but the staff are glaring at you.”

“Wait, isn’t that fairy naked? I have doll clothes that might fit! Let me give you one to dress her in!”

“Uh, thanks, but why do you have doll clothes here? Isn’t this your workplace?”

“To admire them during break time, obviously!”

“…Right.”

Thus, I somehow ended up with clothes for the fairy. Thinking about it, streaming with a humanoid monster in the buff would’ve been risky. I was this close to getting banned.


TS Elf’s Drinking Stream Just Because I Drink a Lot Doesn’t Mean I’m a Dwarf, Okay!?

TS Elf’s Drinking Stream Just Because I Drink a Lot Doesn’t Mean I’m a Dwarf, Okay!?

TSエルフさんの酒飲み配信~たくさん飲むからってドワーフじゃないからな!?~
Score 9.9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Japanese
The stage is a world where dungeons appeared about 100 years ago and have now become an integral part of society. The protagonist of this story, Joji Kihara, is a small-time streamer running a channel called "Joji's Drinking Channel." During one of his usual drinking streams, Joji eats a mysterious mushroom and is overcome by an intense drowsiness, leading to his first-ever stream where he passes out. When Joji wakes up, much to the concern of his few loyal viewers, he notices something strange: his voice has become feminine, his hair has turned blonde, and—most notably—his ears are pointed. Joji has transformed into a being never before recorded in this world: an elf. ...But hey, that’s no reason to stop the drinking streams! What’s that? “You drink too much for an elf?” “Are you a dwarf?” Who cares! I’m an elf, alright!

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