The next day at noon in front of the Aurum dungeon.
　The villagers came out of the dungeon and the sparse sight of adventurers.
　I watched from a distance as they all had beaming faces.

"Amazing, I didn't expect the amount of dungeon drops to increase.

　Clint, standing beside me, had a surprised look on his face, just like the line.

　Clint rushed in from Cyclo again after hearing the story that had spread through the village.
　He was skeptical at first, but after hearing the story from the villagers who had dived into the dungeon and the benefactor of the buyer, Swallow, he had to believe it.
　If there are actual numbers, there's no doubt about it.

''This kind of thing has never happened before?''
Not that I'm aware of.
...... What's that special drop at the bottom of the dungeon called?

　I don't know if he knows about Aurum, so I blur it out as best I can and ask Clint.

'The bottom of the dungeon?　You mean godless?
God forbid.
Yeah, it happens once every few years in the world. Different times, different places, different adventurers, and the one thing they all have in common is that they disappear after killing a rare monster at the bottom of a dungeon.
God forbid.
Some come back sooner or later, but many just disappear and never come back--no way!

　Clint looks at me with an even more surprised look on his face.

'Oh,'
Oh, really? That's great, Satou-san, you're in luck.

　Luck.
　I don't remember Aulum saying that. If you kill a rare monster on the bottom floor of the dungeon, there's a 0.000000001% chance of that staircase appearing to you, and it's been 300 years since a human came to you through that chance.

　Yesterday, I met Aulum again since then.
　I defeated a rare monster and brought out the stairs.

　Aulum was surprised to see me go through 0.000000001% again in the same day, but I wasn't that surprised.

　Drop S.

　A unique (and only one) special skill that only I have in this world.
　It makes me drop 100%, the quality of the things it drops is higher than the others, and it makes me drop special things from people who don't drop.
　Even if it's 0.000000001%, it's still 100% if you take the drop S.

　So it's not like you're lucky or anything. It's a natural phenomenon.

　Clint looks at the villagers, the village suddenly coming to life with the doubling of the drop, and opens his mouth with deep emotion.

I guess that's what they call it when a frame comes out of a gourd.
What?
I asked Satou-san to help the villagers of Indore just to help them, but I never thought it would come to this.
I got lucky (、、、、、、).
Well, you're in luck.

　We stand in line and watch the villagers.
　Suddenly, Clint holds something beside me - in front of me.
　It's a rolled up piece of paper in the shape of a tube.

"What's this?
'Another thing that's lucky. I ended up talking to Samethrene yesterday afternoon.

　He took the paper from Clint and opened it, the complicated wording looked like a contract, with two signatures at the bottom.

'Indor is completely and utterly out of touch with Samethrene. If the drop doubling had gotten through to the other side before this, there would have been another wrinkle.
I see. It was a lucky break.

　I roll the paper back into a tube and return it to Clint.
　Shoulder to shoulder, I watch the villagers smile and hope for the future.
　Some of them are adventurers from other places. Little by little, the dungeons and other commercial activities are gaining momentum.

　Indor is starting to take off as a gold mining village.
　That's the moment I realized that my role was over.

　　　　　☆

　They found out it was Clint and came to the chief's house.

How do you do, benefactor?

　The village chief served tea and greeted me with a condescending attitude.

"I think it's time to go home.
What do you mean home?　Where are we going?

　The village chief starts to panic.

"It's Cyclo, I've been away from home for a long time now.
Yes, for a house, here in Indore. We were just discussing the need to build a house for our benefactor.
A mansion is .......

　I laughed bitterly, that's what you were discussing.

'Okay, that's fine,'
But you are a benefactor to our village.
Low levels are not tied down.

　The village chief tries desperately to persuade her, but the door suddenly opens and Eve walks in.
　She's wearing her own bunny suit and a s*xy bunny suit.
　She came stuttering over to my side and looked down at the squatting village chief.

'And what do you mean by not being tied up?'
'The dungeon is waiting for a low level. Another dungeon.
Other dungeons: ......
'One dungeon and keeping low levels tied up in their own selfishness is a bad idea,'
Mmm. ......

　The village chief flinched as Eve stared at him.
　Eve's eyes were unusually serious.

''Well, you're right, ...... we shouldn't keep our benefactor in this place because of our selfishness.
I understand.
Then at least accept our kindness!

　Once he seemed to back off, the village chief said as if he was going to bite back.

'Feelings?'
We are grateful. The people of the village are very grateful.

　Gratitude or .......
　I didn't do this or that because I wanted that, but that doesn't mean I'm going to turn it down.

I'll take the feeling.
'Oh!　Thank you!　I must let everyone know immediately. I must give you the first portion before your benefactor leaves.

　The village chief got up and ran outside.
　Even though it was his house, he ran out, leaving me and Eve behind.

'You're impatient. I mean, what's the point of gratitude?　You say it's the first minute or something.
I'm a rabbit.
Is that so?

　Eve nodded persistently.

'A rabbit's ears are hell-ears.'

　With a twitch, Eve's bunny ears moved. Kind of cute.

'The king sounds like a donkey!
One percent.
One percent?
'They're going to take a low-level share of one percent of this village's taxes,'
I felt so heavy!

　I pouted.

'I mean, how much is one percent going to be?'
I don't know that much about the rabbit.
That's right.

　I nodded my head with Eve, wondering how much it would be.

'Tens of millions a year, oh, and over a billion since the drop has doubled.

　I was astonished when I heard the figures later from Ina, who was setting up a buyer's shop, and I was told that the amount of unearned income would be in the hundreds of millions a year.