Fell in the Highest Difficulty Dungeon 217

Chapter 217 – Picnic (1)

27. Picnic (1)

Picnic! Picnic! Field experience learning!

No matter what words he used, when he saw those words, Eugene felt ambiguous as he recalled conflicting memories, both good and bad.

I liked the pleasure and excitement that the word picnic itself gives. Spending a day trip or two days and one night with friends somewhere other than the classroom, forgetting the delicious special meals prepared by each other than the school cafeteria meal… Because it was such a fun time.

At the same time, Eugene didn’t enjoy most of it. The problem was that her biological mother had no intention of paying for the ‘extra’ cost of the picnic. She couldn’t even have a woman like that pack her lunch. Even if she was only in high school, she would have covered the cost by working part-time, but what kind of money does elementary school have?

Rather, really, if it hadn’t been for Amy and Abby, she would have been made fun of and looked down on, but she would have gone into an orphanage and received at least minimal support.

Because of her birth mother, who was not as good as her own, Eugene had to miss all 5 out of 6 years of elementary school, and when she was in 6th grade, thanks to her kind-hearted homeroom teacher, she was able to participate in a picnic only once… Even then, in fact, she wasn’t very amused. Rumors had already spread, and she had no friends.

Maybe that’s why I still have lingering feelings for the word picnic. Even though her friends couldn’t eat snacks or enjoy various entertainment while giggling and laughing at trivial stories among her friends, now she had a wife and daughters who were precious and dear to her a million times a million times.

Picnic.

Family outing.

Eugene, who had never experienced a family trip or even a meal out, came to a different world and overcame death several times to break dungeons. It was to become

In other words, Eugene was as excited as her daughters now.

“The risk factors must be eliminated.”

“Sure.”

“Something to eat. What you eat doesn’t matter. It has to be set with a variety of menu items that I don’t usually eat, and a lot of quantity.”

“Sure.”

“You have to make sure you have things to do and see. It’s okay because there are things I’ve thought of, but the things to see are the problem. Isn’t there a place with a stunning view? A spot where the wind blows coolly, the clouds just float around, the flowers are scattered, and the plains spread out below…”

“Calm down, Eugene. We can prepare together step by step, right? You don’t have to go on a picnic anytime, and you don’t have to be in too much of a hurry.”

“That, yes. Yes. Great.”

As Sestia calmed her Eugene, he cleared his throat with an embarrassed look on his face. The rest of the wives were looking at him like he was cute.

“Ah. Why. What.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Ah, why am I alone? Aren’t I the only one in a good mood?”

“You’re right. I am very excited and looking forward to it.”

“… Hey, I’m going to see the kids.”

Eugene hastily ran away from her giggling wives.

“When her mother was little, she complained that her father was her eldest son, and now I know what that means. In a good way, of course!”

“A son like Eugene… I really want to have it.”

“Should we work hard together? Do you know Will the next children have five sons?”

“Big Eugene, Little Eugene, six Eugene… !”

“That is scary on its own…”

**

By the time the parents are in the middle of preparing for the picnic.

The children were also huddled together and spreading their imaginations.

“Dad said you can expect a lot.”

“Jinja? I couldn’t hear you!”

“My mother did too. If she wants anything to eat, tell her.”

“Wow!”

“Narrow…”

“Soft and soft~ Soft and fluffy~”

“Ugh…”

“It’s too empty, so don’t bully me.”

“I’m not bothering you…”

After that incident, at Cordia’s suggestion, the four sisters decided to gather in Cordia’s room once a day, and the children, who were all lying on Cordia’s bed and talking about this and that, each laid out the food they wanted to eat.

“I look forward to it the most!”

“What?”

“How about outside the house!”

When Pieta, who was hugging Vinia from behind and rubbing her cheek, said that, Vinia shrugged her neck as if it was tickling because of her exhalation.

“There are a lot of dangerous things outside the house. Did Mom and Dad say that? It’s not that the house is small, but there were many things I wanted to do… I’m so excited because I think I can do something I haven’t been able to do before!”

“Etty is right. I got tired of playing tag and hide-and-seek inside the house because it ended quickly…”

“Yes! Hi-Hi. You should eat something delicious! You have to eat a lot of beanies too! Let’s eat Gachimani!”

“Ugh, yeah. Ugh, tickling…”

“Hi-Hi.”

Cordia, who looked at her younger siblings from a little distance (less than 30 cm at most), felt proud that her efforts were not in vain. She didn’t say anything about Cordia either, but she was full of expectations as well. Just like Eugene when she was a child, Cordia was also responding to the very fact of her picnic with her heart beating.

Concentric.

Although they were Eugene’s daughters who were overly mature mentally and intellectually, her young heart did not disappear anywhere.

Unlike her younger siblings, who were just as excited as she was, Cordia was making plans on how to play, but… Does Cordia know? That, too, is the fun of a picnic.

Time passed very slowly for the children waiting for the picnic, and very quickly for the parents preparing for it, and it was dawn on the day of the picnic.

Originally, the children slept a lot in the morning, but Cordia rubbed her eyes and opened the door, probably because of the noise made by Eugene and her wives, who prepared lunch boxes and other small items from the kitchen to the living room early in the morning.

“Good night…”

“My daughter, are you awake already?”

“Yes…”

“This. He must have woken up because it was noisy because of us.”

“Sleep, my daughter. We still have a few hours left.”

“IM alright…”

Cordia, cradled in her Eugene’s arms, shook her head. Cordia was the weakest in the morning among her four daughters, and she was the most different from her usual appearance in the morning when she just woke up. Whenever she saw Cordia like that, her Eugene’s face turned into an idiot. Especially today is a picnic day. Eugene, who thought that her daughters couldn’t sleep at the thought of going on a picnic, thought her daughter was so cute and lovely that she wanted to bite her cheek.

“Eugene. Stop torturing Cordia and put her on the sofa or bed. We are short of workers.”

“Okay okay. Just one kiss.”

Eugene patted Cordia’s butt, who didn’t want to fall, and put her back on the bed. And he stepped into the kitchen reminiscent of a battlefield.

“One two three four five six… Oh my god. Are there still five more left?”

“Six.”

“There is no time to be surprised. Come on, peel the fruit, then crush it and squeeze some juice out of it.”

“Uh, that one? How much?”

“Until you get about half a cup.”

“What’s left?”

“Once you do it. Oh, you’re crazy.”

Eugene, who was preparing props for entertainment, followed Illumina’s instructions without saying anything. He was so excited that he randomly talked about what he wanted to eat and what the kids liked, and it seemed that his wives had it all in mind.

“I squeezed all the juice out of this!”

“Leave it here!”

“What next? Anything else to help you with?”

“Nothing, no. There’s a basket of vegetables over there.”

“Uh.”

“It’s for salad, so trim it to make it easier to eat. It’s washed, so there’s no need to wash again.”

“Okay.”

“Sestia sister! How long do you have left to finish that one?”

“10 minutes!”

“I’ll prepare the next one right away then!”

“Yes!”

When the daughters all woke up and put on the new clothes that her wives had prepared with all their heart for today, and laughed and chattered with excitement, everything was ready.

I will definitely give my children happy memories! I’ll pay back this grudge of not getting a lunch box from my mom with a super lunch box set!

Daughters

Is your stomach empty enough?
Are you full of energy?

“Let’s go!!!”

“Waaaaa!!!”

It’s been about four and a half years since Eugene and her wives got out of Salem.

Eugene and his family are out of the house for the first time.

**

In fact, the most important thing in a picnic is the location of the picnic. What Eugene and her wives were most worried about was where to go for the picnic. Eugene’s house was in a remote place with no other private houses within a radius of 1km, and it was not even on a plain in the first place. This is not Korea, a fiercely competitive society, and I didn’t have to worry about the children’s education, and convenience facilities were shit compared to the earth anyway, so I’d rather live safely and comfortably in a place where others don’t notice.

I was living a happy life without much complaint, but I had to face difficulties in deciding where to go for a picnic.

‘Because there was nothing around.’

A hill of ambiguous size to be called a mountain, a shallow stream, and trees and flowers planted in moderation. It was a landscape that naturally calmed the mind, but it was also undeniable that it was somewhat boring. However, it was not good to go to the city that took several days. The city was a noisy, dirty and dangerous place more than I thought. There was nothing particularly beautiful and nothing to learn. So…

‘If it doesn’t exist, I can just make it.’

The hill on which our house is located was our private property. To be precise, it was the land that ran in front of Kaya’s name as Raella’s back, so whatever we did here was our family’s heart.

My wife and I looked for a suitable place in advance, and we planned to go there and set up our own campsite with the children.

“Jjajaan~!”

“Wow…”
“Hey…”
“Pretty…”

It was a space of about 100 pyeong. It was a place that felt like a mini basin, but the shade was appropriate and the front was open, so the view was good. At the same time, I felt something cozy, and seeing the children already running around on the natural grass warmed my heart.

“It is worth the hard work. Right?”

“I see. I struggled to find it, struggled to clean up the twigs and weeds after finding it, struggled to do something with the protruding rocks and tree roots.”

It felt like all was rewarded with the children’s laughter.

Cursed birth mother who doesn’t want to remember her name. You never knew there was such a joy, this kind of happiness. You won’t know for the rest of your life.

“Got it!”

“Kyahaha! Tickled~”

The children’s clothes quickly became covered with grass. The kids didn’t have to say anything, just had a space to run around, they played and laughed on their own. Still, isn’t it sad that you don’t use what you prepared?

We brought out preparations to decorate this place, flowers for planting, and simple play equipment, cooking utensils, and rest equipment for the children to play with.

As we lined them up on the floor one by one, the daughters, who were lying on the floor breathing heavily, turned their heads in this direction. Then, they quietly approached each other and grabbed the things they were interested in.

Cordia flowers.
Ludikia is a mini swing.
Pieta is a mini slide.
Vinia is a mini watchtower.

It was exciting because it felt like taking care of yourself.

“Hey~ Shall we assemble it together?”

“Yes!”

The picnic had just begun.