Katsura Masaru, a high school freshman who doesn't attend school, meets a god one day in a pure white space. He is informed that his entire class, 1-A, will be summoned to another world as heroes. "…But I'm a recluse." It seems that even Masaru, who was at home, got caught up in the transfer to another world. For a shut-in like Masaru, a world of swords and magic is excessively hard mode. The gift he received was called "Home." It granted him the ability to access a mysterious space that resembled his home but wasn't actually his home. However, Masaru realized the usefulness of this "Home", and proceeds to abuse the shit out of it.
**A Long, Long Twenty Minutes**
As I grasped the doorknob, a thin layer of sweat began to form on my palm.
I desperately suppressed the urge to voice my doubts.
(I have to be the one to deal with the Elder Lich. Me… of all people.)
I knew at a glance that this was unlike anything we'd faced before.
If we had to fight such a monster… not even Kazuma or Mitsugawa would come out unscathed.
And besides...
"Katsu-kun, what kind of girls do you like?"
The scene from when Miku visited our house replayed in my mind.
If I could just conquer this dungeon, I could at least keep her out of harm's way for the time being.
It might just be a temporary solution, but with everyone growing stronger thanks to their gifts and cheat-level growth, they should be able to handle things eventually.
Still, the king was really something, sending heroes into a dungeon with monsters like that. Didn't he get the report from Barietta-san?