My Refrigerator Turned Into A Dungeon
Chapter 356

Peachy Dandy

On the road to the hot spring town. Though the car is cramped since Masaru squeezed in, the conversation livens up with wild speculation about an Australian version of Momotaro, thanks to the kangaroo in the mix.

"Koalas! I totally want a koala~"

"No way, Serai-san. Koalas? They’re not built for combat—how would they even fight??"

"Huh~? They totally could! Like, they’d jump at your face and squeeze you tight…!"

"Squeeze…? And then what, crush your skull? No thanks, I don’t want a koala like that…"

Well, given how they cling to trees all the time, they probably have decent muscle strength.

"The ‘monkey’ slot’s taken by the kangaroo, right? And the pheasant’s an emu, so size-wise, a bigger animal would fit better. Like, since the dog’s attack is biting, wouldn’t a crocodile make the most sense?"

"Ehh~? That’s not cute at all~"

Yeah. If Momotaro showed up at Onigashima with a crocodile, an emu, and a kangaroo in tow, even the demons would freak out. It’s a whole different level of intimidation compared to a dog, pheasant, and monkey.

"...Hm? What’s this? Feels like we’re being tailgated."

As we drive along the winding single-lane road, the car behind us sticks close, swerving left and right.

"Ugh, seriously…? It’s not even a local car. Ugh, just because they know these roads…"

Serai-san glances back and notices the aggressive driver. Nina-san in the passenger seat tries to check the rearview mirror, but Masaru’s bulk blocks her view, so she gives up and turns to me with a question.

"Whaddya wanna do, Egetsu-san?"

"Right. There’s a short straight stretch up ahead—I’ll pull over to the shoulder there."

"Wait, no, Egetsu-san!?"

"Nah, nah, just letting them pass. We’re in a tiny kei car with four adults and a kangaroo that weighs more than a buffalo. From their perspective, we’re probably crawling."

Spotting the straight section, I flick on the left turn signal and ease onto the shoulder. The tailgater speeds past us.

"Ugh… how rude. I hate drivers like that, no class at all."

"Agreed. Well, this area’s full of curves—probably fun for street racers, but speeding where visibility’s low is just reckless…"

Seriously, what if there’s a banana peel or a turtle around the next bend? By the time they regret it, it’ll be too late.

"They know not of pain."

"Yeah, yeah. Totally agree."

See? Even Gramps is pissed at their reckless driving.

I ride a bike myself, so I get the thrill of man-and-machine harmony. But speeding just for the sake of it? That’s just reveling in excess power.

The psychological high of controlling a machine at terrifying speeds, feeling superior—it’s no different from a kid playing with fire.

"Hopefully, they’ll get a chance to reflect and regret once they push too far and get hurt. But a lot of times, they’re done for before that happens…"

Pressing the accelerator a bit harder on the slope, I get the car moving again. At the next curve, fresh skid marks and brake trails scar the road—likely from that same car.

The sight reminds me of an intersection littered with corpses.

The aftermath of a battle during Dungeon Stampede’s second wave, where some guild or another had proudly gathered, only to end up as bones strewn across the asphalt.

No matter how careful you are, things can still go wrong. So we’d better stay sharp…

But anyway, oblivious to my musings, the tale of Peachy Dandy—the Australian Momotaro who recruits a crocodile, emu, and kangaroo with Granny’s special bug dumplings—winds down as we finally arrive at the hot spring town.

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