I Paired Up With a Woman From an Adventurer Matchmaking App, She Had Perfect Compatibility, But the Worst Personality. When Our Erotic Compatibility Exceeded 200%, She Became the Most Obedient Team Member at Night. - Chapter 5

We returned to the city and headed straight for the Adventurer’s Guild to report the slaying of the Violet Dragon.
Our report—that two people had slain a 100 million Nogles bounty boss monster—was so unbelievable that it seemed like a tall tale. But when we presented the Violet Dragon’s horn as proof, our claim was accepted without question.
However, due to the enormous amount involved, payment would be made at a later date.
That wasn’t particularly troubling… But while we were reporting the Violet Dragon’s defeat, the lady from the guild kept sending us thoughts with a smug look on her face, saying, “It seems you’ve proven your perfect compatibility yourselves, haven’t you? (Fufu…)” What exactly was up with her?
We both had complained about the mistake, but perhaps we’d unintentionally made a deeper impression than we realized.
After completing all the necessary procedures, we left the Adventurer’s Guild and headed toward our destination as promised within the dungeon.
A celebration to commemorate the successful hunt of the Violet Dragon.
When it comes to adventurers’ celebrations, taverns are the standard venue.
I knew a place that was cheap and tasty, so I was going to take Cordelia there, but…

“Huh? A common tavern? Absolutely not!”

“Why not? The food’s great. The ale’s cheap, and their grilled salamander is a masterpiece…”

“You’re trying to feed me that abomination? Just thinking about it gives me the creeps!”

“You don’t have to say that. Grilled salamanders are tasty.”

“Besides! Being seen in public with someone as dull as you in a pair? That’s the height of humiliation! I absolutely refuse!”

Cordelia thrust her slender index finger at me with forceful emphasis.

“So if you don’t like the tavern, then where would you have it?”

“Hmm. How about your room? You should consider it a rare honor for someone like me to visit your quarters. You wouldn’t possibly decline, would you?”

“Not that I would decline…”

“Good. Then…”

“By the way, I’m sharing a room with six other day-labor adventurers in a cot-less room. Are you okay with that?”

“You actually think that’s acceptable?!?!”

Cordelia nearly tore her neck off in her vehement rejection of my room.
You’re the one who brought it up in the first place…

“You don’t want the bar. You don’t want my room. If you don’t like either of those, then where do you want to go?”

“I wouldn’t call your place a ‘room’. It’s more like a trash heap.”

“That’s harsh.”

Cordelia, apparently missing her mark, brought her hands to her head, her face contorted in anguish.
After a moment, she reluctantly spoke.

“…I really don’t want to, but for today, I’ll let you use my room…”

…And so, I was brought to Cordelia’s room.

“Hmm. So this is Cordelia’s…”

“Hey! Don’t just stare around someone’s room like that!”

Cordelia shouted, clearly embarrassed, but I couldn’t see anything in the room that would warrant such shame.
The room was simply too stylish and refined.
Apparently, after graduating from the training institute, Cordelia purchased an apartment in this town to become an adventurer.
It was obvious at a glance that the apartment was newly built, in a prime location, and it certainly didn’t seem like a place for a fledgling, let alone a newly graduated, rookie adventurer to live.
It was a corner room on the seventh floor of a seven-story apartment building. The layout was 2LDK, with a spacious veranda. It got plenty of sunlight, and during the daytime, the sunlight would pour in comfortably.
The interior was also stylish, with a glass low table and a comfortable-looking couch in the spacious living room. There was even a planter stand displayed against the wall.
As expected, there were not many possessions as she had only recently moved in, but on the contrary, this gave the impression of a sophisticated home.

“It’s a pretty nice room, isn’t it?”

“That’s why I told you not to look! I’ll cast dark magic on you!”

“Don’t use dark magic to blind me just because you don’t want me seeing your room!”

“Ugh! This is ridiculous! I shouldn’t have brought this barbaric wretch along!”

“You’re the one who suggested we celebrate. If you hate your room so much, maybe we should’ve stayed in mine…”

“Who in their right mind would willingly share a room with six roughnecks in a communal bed?!”

“…………”

“See?! You can’t even argue! As a man, you should live in a place where you can bring women anytime!”

Cordelia snorted angrily, then suddenly muttered softly.

“And besides… if we might… do it… in there… I’d never want to in such a gross room.”

I didn’t feel like questioning the meaning of the words that she had probably muttered unconsciously.
After that, we enjoyed the street food we’d bought along the way, along with the wine Cordelia retrieved from her wine cellar (I still can’t believe she has a wine cellar at home!) and generously poured for us.
Incidentally, before she even poured it, there was quite a fuss. She demanded, “Huh? Why should I let you drink my wine? You should be licking dishwater instead!” But…
The natural topic of conversation, of course, was our first adventure together that day.
There was no end to the things we could say: how well we’d moved in that moment, how surprisingly strong that monster had been, and so on.

“That huge rock scorpion with its impossibly hard exoskeleton was quite a formidable enemy, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, that’s right. It seems that my water magic was its weakness, and that was the breakthrough!”

“I’m not exactly an expert in magic anyway. You saved me there.”

“But we were able to chase down the rock scorpion after it retreated from the water magic and destroy its mobility by hacking at its legs – that was all thanks to your swordsmanship!”

“Hahaha. Not that much! …But, I’m not happy that you got so carried away and sprayed water all over me, so I got soaked too.”

“Humph! You’re probably just a stray adventurer who doesn’t even take a bath, so I washed you out of kindness!”

“I do bathe, you know!”

“Then what’s your problem?! Getting a little wet makes you act like a baby!”

“What was that?!”

“What’s your problem?!”

…Their personalities were complete opposites, so one wrong move could easily turn into an argument.
However, perhaps because of the excitement of having defeated the SS-class monster, the Violet Dragon, the argument doesn’t last long, and they move on to the next topic.
And so, about two hours had passed since the party began.
Really.
Nothing had really happened.
However, the conversation, which had been going smoothly up until then, suddenly came to a halt.
And at that moment, both of them must have thought.
Now…
They both moistened their lips with wine and looked at each other scrutinizingly.
The tension felt strangely akin to standing face-to-face with a fierce monster.