Kartoffel Translations

Prev | TOC | Next No one could really understand how ancient merchants thought. If it meant gaining the upper hand in negotiations, seduction and sex were apparently fair game. There were probably people whose sense of chastity was so loose, it would be unthinkable by modern standards. And then there were likely others who believed that letting anyone besides their lifelong partner touch them—or even see their skin—was absolutely out of the question. People whose views on chastity were so rigid that modern standards couldn’t even compare. Things like that depended entirely on the era, the culture, the way someone was raised, and the customs of their homeland, making them impossible to predict. So when I suggested she try out the hot spring and glanced at her expression... Yeah. She was definitely making a “Uwaaah...” face. Apparently, she wasn’t the type to go, “Ohoho, you really know your way around, kiddo~ If you teach me somethin' even better, I'll make sure to give ya som...

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next For a month, I had been idly playing games while watching the dungeon expeditions unfold. It was the same as always. Nothing ever really changed. In the No-Hunger Dungeon, adventurers were constantly running wild in drunken excitement, all chasing after the alcohol. Meanwhile, the Hot Spring Dungeon had become crowded with high-ranking people from various countries and their escorting attendants, all seeking the benefits of its waters. 　 In that same Hot Spring Dungeon, the female knights of Sepans were always bustling about—hauling water, carrying soap, and even soaking some mysterious parts in the Enhancement Spring, all while being made to train their bodies. By now, either the second unit had grown considerably stronger, or they had simply gotten used to the enemies on the 18th floor, because they no longer struggled against the red bear at all. It wasn’t just knights either, female adventurers were diligently carrying water from the lower l...

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next “Oh my, even on the 18th floor, the Second Unit is having quite a hard time.” Watching from the monitor, I thought that as I observed the Second Unit completely falling apart during their first attempt at clearing the 18th floor, struggling against a bizarre red bear. Seen from the outside, through a screen. It was an oddly unnatural creature, limited to just two crude patterns of behavior: wildly swinging heavy punches with no finesse, and charging straight ahead like a bull in stubborn simplicity. The First Unit, encountering it for the first time, had already seen through those repetitive movements and handled it smoothly, dodging as if brushing it off. But for the Second Unit, things had gone south the moment their vice-captain was suddenly blown away. The surrounding members panicked, and that sealed their fate. If they had simply noticed the nature of its movements and responded calmly, I figured it wouldn’t have been that difficult of an ...