Chapter 4

Memories that shouldn’t exist resurfaced.

Memories of a woman I didn’t know suddenly coming to this house.

“Big sis is your advisor, okay?”

“Buy me a maid outfit next time, alright?”

“Accept defeat, Akira. They said in a drama that’s the first step to becoming stronger.”

“Big sis will attend your graduation ceremony, okay~?”

Yes… these were my memories.
Memories that shouldn’t exist—records of my future.

What… what am I?
What exactly was I supposed to inherit?

No—what have I already inherited?

“Don’t make fun of my Akira! This kid will definitely—”

“Heeey, you greedy little kid~♪”

That’s right.
I spent short but meaningful days together with this woman—this big sister—fighting through dungeons at each other’s side.

But… when were these memories from?
I shouldn’t have even become an explorer yet.

“I’ll teach you more next time. So rest for today~”

The last memory that flowed in:

The big sister in a maid outfit, smiling gently at me as I lay in bed.

The images stopped there.

In the next instant, a massive torrent of information swept my consciousness far, far away——

“…Haha. I see. So all of this is ‘me.’ It’s the ‘previous me.’ I’m redoing everything.”

Words spilled out of my mouth as I lay with my cheek pressed against the cold flooring.

I forced myself upright, desperately trying to process and digest everything.

…So that’s what it was.
That’s what the “Inheritance Bonus” meant.

I’m living my second life now.

And thanks to the power of the Dungeon’s Blessing, I finally remembered it.

Originally, I should’ve been able to choose only one Inheritance Bonus.

And unless I chose “Memory + Experience,” I never would have learned the truth.

But through something like a glitch, I inherited all of them.

That’s why I could remember it—why I could carry everything over.
Yes, everything.

In that case…

“…But things are different this time. It’s summer break… and this time, I chose to pursue further education.”

In the previous life, I didn’t go to school after graduation.
I spent summer break studying to become an explorer, and like everyone else, I received my Dungeon’s Blessing in February, right before graduation.

And there… I received the skill [Second Life Bonus].

But the “second life” is now.
No—there’s even a possibility this could be my third.

Either way, in the previous loop, I obtained an unbelievably broken skill as my bonus:

[EXP Gain ×10]

With that power, I mastered every technique and skill at incredible speed, leveling up just as fast.

And on the same day I first cleared the Ginza Branch Dungeon…
I likely died.

The one who witnessed that death… was big sis.

There was an “Advisor” option inside the Carryover Bonuses.

If that’s the case, then she—my big sister—should also be here in this second life.

She was like family.
She still is.

Silly, sarcastic, lazy, yet incredibly wise and full of compassion.

I don’t know how I died, but…
I left someone like that behind in my previous life.

If I can see her again—
If she also retained her memories—
I want to talk.
I want to listen.
About the mysteries she carries… and about the Second Life Bonus and Carryover Bonus.

“Skills, blessings… I inherited everything. Will anything change with this…?”

When I displayed all the information on my window, everything matched what I had in the previous loop.

No—more like everything had been added on top of my current stats.

Level 17
HP: 33
Strength: 35
Dexterity: 33
Agility: 98
Mind: 31
Luck: 190
Fate: ∞

[Replication Lv1]
[Physical Sense Enhancement Lv10]
[EXP Gain ×10]
[Iron Fist]
[Blessing of the Three-Ken Gods]

Normally, a dungeon explorer who challenges dungeons for years would be level 10—if they even reached that far.

To reach level 17 in just two months was beyond abnormal.

That must be due to EXP ×10 and the unusual number of rare monsters I encountered.

Still sitting on the kitchen floor, I tried to grasp my situation.

Right, if I carried things over… what happened to my items?

I tried to stand, but felt something strange around my thigh.

Looking down, I saw a leg pouch I certainly didn’t have before losing consciousness.

It was unmistakably the Dimension Space I bought in my previous life.

A so-called “4D pocket.”
One of the most influential magical technologies ever created.

You needed an explorer license to buy one, and it was very expensive.

But if you aimed to go deep into dungeons, it was absolutely essential.

I checked inside.

There, I found a familiar sword, and a familiar jacket and belt.

My equipment.
Items crafted from materials I earned in dungeons—custom-made, my pride and joy.

They had definitely been carried over.

It seemed only the equipment had carried over; none of the other belongings appeared to have been inherited.

And most likely… my savings weren’t carried over either.

In the previous loop, whether it was fortunate or not, I had defeated a rare monster and sold its magic stone, earning a decent amount of wealth.

“…This time, I’m supposed to remain a student for a while. So I’ll be attending the academy while challenging dungeons.”

Then there’s the final inheritance element to consider: the “Advisor.”

It must be her—the woman who abruptly appeared in my previous life and called herself my “Advisor.”

She might also have retained her memories from the last loop. If so… I want to ask her why I died.

In my previous life, I cleared the Ginza Branch Dungeon for the first time.

Then, at the level just before the entrance to the Japan Shared Dungeon, I turned back.

That means I died outside the dungeon. But why…?

“That’s right… last time, she suddenly came to my house. …Will she come through the front door again this time…?”

Would I be able to welcome her properly this time?

I moved to the entrance, and just in case, looked outside through the door scope.

…And I saw a sight different from before.

“…She’s wearing a maid outfit from the very beginning. Not that weird skin-tight full-body suit.”

She had always been a mysterious entity. Emphasizing that mystery, she suddenly arrived wearing futuristic clothing.

She said she wanted clothing from this world, and after several twists and turns, settled on a maid outfit.

Looking through the door scope, I saw indeed, a woman in a maid outfit.

Her expression was deeply troubled, looking as though she might cry at any moment.

But she desperately tried to fix her face, rubbing her cheeks or lifting the corners of her mouth with her fingers.

…Is it because she remembers? Or is it just nerves?

Judging from her outfit, she must have carried over her previous state as well.

Her confusion, that about-to-cry expression… maybe it’s all because I died last time.

So I’ll wait. For the moment the doorbell rings.

And when it does, I’ll say what I must say.

I stopped peeking through the scope and sat down by the entrance.

So I could answer immediately when the doorbell rang.

Before long, the chime echoed inside the house.

It seemed she had regained her composure.

Before she had the chance to ring it a second time, I opened the front door.

Apparently, this was unexpected for her. She looked surprised to see the door open.

For a moment, I felt her expression stiffen.

Gray hair. Depending on how the light struck it, it looked almost silver.

Strange-colored eyes. They seemed flaxen, yet under the light, looked golden as well.

The maid outfit the two of us had gone together to order—the kind worn as armor for dungeon exploration.

I remember it being extremely expensive.

Everything about her appearance was exactly as I’d seen in the previous life.

“H–Hey there, young man! S-Sorry to drop by so suddenly! I’m, uh, a maid! I’ve been dispatched as your advisor to help you conquer dungeons—!”

She greeted me as though we were meeting for the first time.

Compared to last time, her introduction was a little calmer.

Then I, too, would respond with words different from those I used before.

I had something I needed to say.

“Welcome home, big sis.”