Is it wrong to be a girl in a dungeon?

English is not my first language so you might find some mistakes in the translation of the chapter.

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The pleasure of sleeping is one of the things I enjoy the most after a busy day.

Resting so that the next day I can wake up and continue sleeping or get up to do my activities and feel the things that surround me.

Pain.

A lot of pain.

It is the only thing I am feeling at this moment, my arms are numb, my chest is sore and my legs I could not move them.

Regaining consciousness of my body I opened my eyes and started to see things blurred.

The tired feeling in my mind was still there for some reason, after some time of rest the vision slowly settles, but mine was still blurry.

One of my eyes was covered due to a handkerchief on my face, it is wet probably to calm my body heat I was feeling.

Looking properly I can observe the ceiling more clearly, an unknown wooden ceiling is what I am seeing, turning my head I can see a lamp hanging on the wall illuminating the room.

I would be starting to observe the things around me, but the lamp is too striking to attract my attention, the reason is very simple, instead of being a bulb or some kind of led light, it is a small glowing stone.

Thanks to the fact that the light it is emitting is not very strong, I can continue observing it in a continuous way, my eye had already got used to the light of the place where I am.

I am in an unfamiliar room from which I can observe a window where I can see the night sky of the place.

If someone had beaten me and kidnapped me, they would not have deliberately left me a window through which I can scream for help or escape.

If it is true that they did that to me they are probably people who can keep me here without a problem or it is me being delirious already due to the feelings in my mind that are telling me to think bad things first.

I have always been someone who sees and thinks the bad things first in the activities I do or situations I may encounter.

This way of thinking is leading me into a problematic situation, thanks to the pain I have not yet gone into a mental breakdown at this time.

When I take off with my right hand the wet handkerchief on my head I can observe my arm well.

It is bandaged in several parts of it and I can see a few bruises on it, the bandages are a little red, the first thing that comes to my mind is that they were placed to heal cuts.

What is confusing me is the reason why it is so small in size compared to what I remember. It is very thin and my skin is a little dirty, there are parts where it is clean but bruised and others dirty.

As I try to sit up in bed the sensation of pain slowly becomes smaller, as if my body is slowly getting used to the pain.

I can observe the rest of my body and the situation is much better than I thought, several parts of my body are bandaged like my arms and legs, also my chest is bandaged, the problem is due to the fact that I only have a small shorts and a shirt on.

I always sleep in my boxer shorts to enjoy the breeze from my window, even if it's cold I just use a blanket to cover my whole body and leave my head out of it.

When I try to move my whole body the effort I make is too much to be normal, I can even observe that it is smaller than normal, as if I had gone back in time and my body was that of a small child.

When I take off the blanket I leave my feet uncovered and I move them little by little to get up from the bed, when I step on the wood the floor gives me a strange sensation, because normally I am on a floor made of cobblestones or cement I find the sensation strange.

As I get out of bed I shakily try to walk slowly towards the door in front of me.

Every step I take I put all my effort not to fall, I'm staggering with every step I take and I still don't reach the door.

*Pam*

Unfortunately my body couldn't stand the overexertion and I hit the ground with a big blow from which I felt a great sensation of pain all over my body as it spread like a cramp.

My body still did not respond much and I tried to get up without any success, while I was trying to get up I did not hear the footsteps that were slowly approaching the room where I was and when they stopped the door opened slowly.

As I looked up towards the entrance I couldn't help but open my eyes at the sight in front of me, a large woman of great appearance with an apron and a dark blue suit was staring at me from the door.

For some reason something was telling me that she was very dangerous, even if I don't know it a person's body reacts instinctively and gives a feeling to let you know that someone is in potential danger and the woman in front of me was telling me that she was someone dangerous.

"You're awake, they just found you a few hours ago, you shouldn't even be moving," the woman said in a loud voice so I could hear her.

She slowly approached me and all I could do was close my eyes to the fear that was growing inside me.

What I didn't expect was for her to pick me up in a princess style and put me back down on the bed as she gave a glance towards every part of my body.

"W-what hap-pened? I said barely as I stammered, listening well my voice came out a bit childishly and as if it was a very audible whisper.

All my effort was mitigated and now I was back at the return point where I stood up.

"I know you have a lot of questions little one" said the woman as she shook her head as if she was disappointed in something or annoyed at the situation "But now is not the time, get some sleep and the next day we will talk properly"

After she finished she slowly walked away towards the door and before she left she turned her gaze back to me.

"Don't worry" said the woman with a voice as if she was trying to reassure me before the looks I was constantly giving her "The person who found you a few hours ago gave you good care" then she walked out leaving me alone again in the room.

Again I find myself in the same situation only now I am a little better than when I collapsed before I got to the door, if what she said is real I probably shouldn't move.

If I was picked up recently I definitely shouldn't wake up, the wounds I have were not made by myself, someone must have done them to me, but I don't remember what.

I have no memory of this place, the structure is a little different from the one I am familiar with, as if it was from another era and no woman is scary just by suddenly seeing her.

Now thinking about it slowly the way the woman spoke was nothing like my native language, it was definitely different, but I could understand it as if I understood it unconsciously .

And now listening to her now she said small to me, she referred in a feminine way to me.

Wait a minute!

Trying to see if I have that which makes me a man I suddenly freeze when I don't have the usual feeling in my body.

I stare at the ceiling for quite some time as if it was the best thing in the world, even if this is a dream I could not imagine myself in another body where I am broken and someone demure me and heal me.

When I spoke I could hear the reason my voice came out in a childish way was because my body is that of a little girl, I honestly don't know whether to laugh or get angry, if this is real the current situation is the best development for me, being rescued and someone offering me support without asking for it.

"What nonsense" I said to no one in particular while rubbing my face with my hands, the current situation is somewhat unreal.

Waking up in an unknown place, in an unknown body, being rescued and now knowing that possibly if I fall asleep again when I wake up I will still be here or wake up from this dream.

If I am still here the next day I will definitely be desperate as to what or who brought me here, I am at every moment trying to find a logical answer to what happened, I can't say it was magic or something like that that would be unreal.

I guess I'll leave it here, the dream I'm having is definitely too much to keep thinking about my situation, if this is real I'll try to squeeze everything I know out of that woman, if she doesn't do something to me first.

I slowly let my consciousness wander and eventually fall into a deep sleep in bed.