Dungeon Inn

Without any warning, Mielle was thrown into another world. Funnily enough, though he had no idea what world this was, an inn he made and managed in a game followed him here. Even better, his inn was slapped into the middle of the Death Forest. How was he supposed to receive customers when they die before even getting near his establishment? Along with his subordinates, he enjoys his slow life to the fullest, exploring the nearby countries and eventually gaining more customers.

Note:
- This story is just me writing what I want, please don't read this with brain cells, it gets pretty chaotic here and there.
- As I am fragile, please don't give criticism. I know this is written badly lmao but it's the only way for me to cope.
- Don't think this really matters but there will be the occasional swear word here and there. ^^