Inside the Cyclodungeon Society tent, Duke was in a big hurry.
　He's giving the secretaries a string of instructions to the arrowheads, and he's desperately trying to do something about it.

　I was going to come hear about the adventurer who was killed by the dungeon master, but it looks like that's not the place to be.
　Well, I guess we'll have to come back--.

Satou-san!

　I locked eyes with Duke, who was skipping instructions, and the other side got up from his chair and came over to me.

'Thanks for coming, I was just about to call you.
Sounds like a lot of work.
'Yeah, I didn't expect the Conrad family to get hit, so a lot of things have gone wrong with my plans.
By Conrad, you mean those four guys?
Do you know?
I just caught a glimpse of it yesterday.
Okay.

　Duke nodded, gesturing for me to do the same, and I sat down on the couch.
　I sat down across from him and listened again.

'What's the situation now?'
I'm trying to get HQ to send some more help, but we've got the cha-cha from the heteros.
Cha-cha?
'We should go here with caution, the new dungeon master of the newly created dungeon, we should go with caution so as not to make any sacrifices.
'...... Cha-cha, that's a bad idea, isn't it?'
...... dungeon master changes ecology.

　Duke says like he's biting down on a bitter worm.

'It's not just a strong demon, if it exists long enough, it can change the very ...... kind of dungeon monsters' biology. That's why they named him Master.
What do you mean by "change of species"?
'The monsters in each tier are going to be different, they're going to be completely different from what they were before. And of course, the drops will change.

　After hearing that much, I finally understood.

'And the rare monsters?'
Yeah, and a rare monster.
I see, so it's more convenient for Heero to let them run amok for a long time. If we can get it right, we can overturn what's about to become a Cyclo, or at worst, the status quo.

　Duke nodded gravely.

'So, what's with the cha-cha?'
He wants a joint cyclo-hetero formation for the next round.
They're trying to interrupt us.
'Just dragging your feet, or whistling that you can't pick someone over here, that's all you need to do.

　...... sucks.

'Can't it be that the adventurers go voluntarily, rather than on a strike force?'
I put in an order for you as well.
Order?
There must be at least three adventurers, all of them must be of at least A level, and all of them must go voluntarily. The number of people and their abilities are reasonable considering the fact that the strike team was beaten back, but the people who come here to work are, with the exception of those who are stable-minded, we can't expect them to spontaneously go take out the dungeon master.

'I understand that more people are better, what is the rationale for a minimum of three?'
...... It's a measure against Mr. Sato.
What?
They expected Satou-san to come out. That's why I put a limit on the number of people.
Ore measures ...... Emily ......
'Yes, the other side knows that Satou-san has come with a pair. And they also know that no adventurer wants to venture around Seren now. Circumventive adventurers become more and more cautious as their abilities increase. It's not uncommon for them to start out dealing with monsters of a higher rank, but by the time they run up, they're taking stability from monsters two ranks below them.
......
You can find in this selenium what the ability wants in an A adventurer: ......

　Duke said, and let out a deep sigh.

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　I left the tent and talked to a few adventurers.
　After a few days of going there, we get to know each other's faces to some extent.
　Especially when you bring in a lot of purchases - even more so with the faces of talented people.

　I approached those adventurers and offered to take down the dungeon master, but they all turned down the offer.
　All of them rejected it with a shrug.
　I can see the stability-oriented attitude in their words. Most of them said that the dungeon master would be taken down by Ciclo or Heero eventually.

　It felt malicious.
　Three of us can get in, I and Emily are there, we can find another one.
　I can handle one of them - I'll run around where I think I can - and I can't find one.

　Adventurer's habits are that tricky.
　In this world where dungeons drop everything, the adventurers who circle the dungeons are practically "producers".
　Despite what they call themselves, they all don't want to venture, they take stability.

　There are hundreds of them, but I can't find a single one.
　I'm starting to feel like they're harassing me more than they're harassing me.

　They're harassing me in pinpoint accuracy.
　I remember the look of complexity on Duke's face, and I'm pretty sure he knew that.

"Huh. ......
What are you sighing about?
Wow!

　I was suddenly startled in a grand way when I felt warm, raw breath on my ears.
　I was so startled that I jumped up and turned around, taking my distance.
　There was a man I didn't expect to see.

'Neptune!'
Hey, good to see you. You've been good.

　Neptune, the alleged homos*xual gentleman, was there for some reason.
　There were two women behind him, Cyril and Ran, who had also seen this one before.

'I'm glad I dared, hey, do you have time tonight?'
"I don't have time for this, and I'm definitely not 'tonight' with you or anything!
Ha-ha, you're boring. You're a pain in the ass to your future buddies.
"I'm not your f*cking friend, you faggot-- your friend?

　I felt like a savior had appeared in front of me.

'Hey, you can have a party for one day.

　I asked Neptune to do it.
　He's perfectly capable of facing off against me, with my strength of S, and he's got A.
　And he was in our first quest when the Nifongium dungeon was born, so he's not entirely stable.

　He fits the bill - he's got the right stuff.

The thing is.

　Neptune was disappointed.

I've got a formal request from the Cyclodungeon Society, and I'm waiting for my companion from the other side.
W--
I'm really sorry. I wanted to see you a little later and see you before you reported in.

　Neptune glanced at me with great disappointment.
　A shiver ran down my spine and I shuddered at the buttocks.

　A shiver of horror crept down my spine, but at the same time, I realized that he couldn't expect it.
　A glimmer of light appeared for a moment and then disappeared like a receding tide.

　　　　　☆

　When I got back to Emily's tent, I could see it from the outside, but for some reason it was a flurry of activity inside.
　I was wondering what was going on, when Emily came out.

'Oh, welcome back, Yoda,'
I'm home. What are you doing here?
'I'm preparing to go to the dungeon. I'm preparing to take down the Dungeon Master!
That's great, Emily, that I didn't have to tell you to do that.

　I chuckled, thinking that this was still the same.

But I'm sorry I made you work for free this time. Actually, we can't get into the dungeon without the three of us.
Yes, I'm aware of that too.
"?　If you're listening, why--

　As I wondered at Emily's smile, another person came out of the tent.
　It was Celeste, a tall, beautiful woman with beautiful hair.

'I'm going with you,'
Celeste?　Eh, the garbage--

　Poof, I turn around and see a few adventurers around the usual pile of trash.
　The adventurers were happily chattering away at the trash heap.

When I said I would give them my salary, they all agreed.
...... You're very stable.

　I'd imagine that since I've been struggling to find people, Celeste would be easier to find.
　Garbage disposal is a stable, stable, stable place.
　It would have been easy to find a replacement.

　'That's fine,' he said, looking at Celeste.

'But you don't want to be in a dungeon.

　For some reason, Celeste blushed, but operated the nearby - now board that was set up here and there during this period of high exodus.

---1/2---
Level: 21/54
HP D
MP C
Power E
Strength F
Intelligence A
Spirit A
Speed E
Dexterous F
Luck C
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---2/2---
Plants F
Animals F
Minerals F
Magic F
Characteristic F
--------- ...

　I saw Celeste's abilities for the first time, the first page was how she was like her and the second page was casually telling me why she was a garbage disposalist, not an adventurer.

'I want to go with you,'

　Celeste said, her cheeks coloring more and more as she looked straight at me.

'I want to help you, Lyota,'

　I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat.