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Leander is a healer. But he is not like those healers who have it all: the fame, the money and the harems. Because he is chubby. Ranked only F, he struggles with life as a new recruit in the Adventurer's Guild. Until he sees a poster that changes his life and sends him on a journey to lose weight, get the fame, money and the harem. Except, his harem will be full of men. But, such is fate.

This is a slow burn BL harem with dungeon delving. It follows the old adventurer's guild troupes with some twists and turns. A journey from zero to hero, one could say.

(I am using this book to lie to my brain that losing weight is possible with the methods written in the many self-help books I have been reading recently. If you need to shed some fat, you might use Anti-cake Dungeon Delving the same way. A little hope never hurt nobody.)

Updated daily. The MC becomes a dungeon core going chapter 86 and forward. You can find the story only on Webnovel. (Fingers crossed that no one will translate it into Russian like the other one! XD)

The sequel, Life Skilling, is also complete, and will be posted right after the ending of Anti-cake. A peek in the lives of those who live in the world shaped by the Try Hard Party. A funny slice of life.

Anti-cake Dungeon Delving! (BL)

Allan: Healer hopeful, kitchen helper. Might be getting the flu.

Augustine and I finish the kebab. A wonderful meal full of red peppers, onions, mushrooms, and homegrown green herbs, the strongest of which is the basil. My stomach grumbles, and I blush.

"So, you are staying for the brunch, aren't you? I'd like to introduce my party to you, partner," Augustine says.

"I wouldn't want to intrude," I say, and it is true. I mean, Dean will be there, right?

He paid off my debt, so he can move away from me. Burned all the bridges between us, and...

"My party partners want to meet you. And there is another thing. Why didn't you tell me that you didn't have a place to stay?" Augustine asks, a frown marring his normally serene face.

He has the kind of face the Madam would have done anything to get in the brothel.

"Well, answer me," Augustine demands, when I end up just staring into his eyes.

Chapter 25: Brunch