Nihonium Dungeon, third underground level.
　I was hunting a mummy wrapped in bandages in a cave like dungeon.

　In the beginning, I struggled with its toughness.
　I miss the days when normal bullets weren't very effective, and I'd take them out by exploiting their weaknesses with flaming bullets.

Repetition.

　It's easy now, it's a monster I've defeated once, so I'll kill it instantly with my strongest perimeter magic.

　Repetition is easy, just target it, cast it, and that's all you have to do to defeat it.
　If the previous games were action RPGs, Repetition is a command RPG.
　It's that easy, and it's easy to hunt.

......

　The new mummy took me by surprise from the wall, I stepped into the pocket in the opposite direction while keeping my gun up and blew it away with a combo of knee-to-turn kicks, followed by a series of regular rounds in a follow-up attack.
　The rush, the body technique, and the subsequent combo were all well-defined.

　I was scared for a moment that my body might have been tamed by the overuse of the repetition, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

　Yes, you shouldn't be proud.
　It's not a good idea to be a good sport.
　It's more useless than Windcutter when you're dealing with a monster you've never defeated, and you'll still be fighting monsters you've never met before.

　Rares by tier, dungeon masters by dungeon, and pre-spirit bosses.
　There are still opportunities to fight those monsters. Relying too much on repetitions to dull your combat instincts is a fool's errand.

　Don't be lazy.
　Seal off the Repetition lightly and use the two-gun Gun-Katas to take out the rest of the planned Mummy.
　Not even using infinite lightning bullets, but taking them down like a training exercise.

　Over the course of the entire morning, I raised my seed and speed from S to SS on the third basement floor.

　　　　　☆

　I walk side by side with Emily on the streets of Cyclo.
　He holds the gun in front of him and pulls the trigger with the muzzle pointed directly to the side.

　Turn--Shuuuuuu.......

　The normal bullets that were launched were immediately grabbed by my free hand.
　With two of my thumb and forefinger, I literally grabbed the bullet like I was grabbing a bean (,).

　I grabbed the bullet in the air as I launched it out.

'Great!　How did you grab that one?
'No, I just moved fast. I just moved my hand and grabbed it faster than a bullet as soon as I shot it.
'There's no such thing as too fast. I mean, grabbing something that fast with my hands - I hadn't thought of that.
Maybe it's because I saw something like it in a movie once.
Yeah?
No, I'm just saying.

　I don't think there are any movies in this world.

　I pull the trigger again and pick at the bullets that are launched (,,).
　The bullets are very fast, but this one is even faster with the speed SS.
　Since I'm the one shooting it, I know the timing, so it wasn't that difficult to pick it up.

Yoda-san is getting stronger and stronger, it's amazing!
'I'm not there yet, though: intelligence, spirit, luck, and dexterity. I haven't been able to give you these four things yet. Besides, I need to find a sword and grenade, too.
It's all right, Mr. Yoda will take care of everything.
Thank you.

　I don't know if I can or can't do it, but if I say I'm going to do it or not, I'm going to do it.
　I'm not relying on Repetition for that, and I'm also hunting miscellaneous monsters normally to maintain my combat instincts.

　There are countless battles ahead of you to solve something in order to raise the rest of your abilities.
　Increase your abilities, get items.
　That's important, but you also need to develop an instinct for combat that isn't dependent on status on a daily basis.

I'm going to do my best, too. I'll do it with Yoda-san.

　Emily looks up at me with a smile on her face, smiling at me.
　I almost look at her and I look away to cover it up.

'You never know when it's going to happen, you know. Keep up the good work.
Yes, sir!

　We walked together, shoulder to shoulder, secretly soothed by Emily, who was still smiling at me.

　Suddenly, I stopped in my tracks.

'Yoda-san?　What's going on?
...... that.

　He raised his hand and pointed a little further away.
　There was Clint.
　Clint was sitting on the terrace of the café, piling sugar cubes on the table and chewing on them.

　Gazillion, gazillion, gazillion.

'Huh ...... I wish someone would do something about it.

　Clint sighed and fell to himself.

　I exchange glances with Emily.
　It's too deliberate, too deliberate.

"Shall we go that way today?
I think it's a good idea.

　Emily nodded and we headed back the way we'd come.

　I didn't know when or what was going to happen, so I prepared for it.
　Clint and I have a holding relationship, and I'm willing to help out if there's anything I can do to help.

　But that's when it comes to the front.

'An invitation like that,'
Yes, sir, it's absolutely critical.

　Emily nodded, and we were both in the same boat.
　We slinked back, though.

　There was Clint at the end of the road!

　He sat on the ground on the step in front of the door of the folk house, piled up sugar cubes in his hand and nibbled on them.
　The sugar cubes were growing.
　Earlier, they had been stacked in a pyramid of five steps, but now there were ten.

'Huh ...... is there a strong adventurer somewhere ......
...... Emily, let's go home for the day.
...... Yes, sir, I think it's important to go home early and take a bone rest once in a while.

　Me and Emily turned back further.
　This time we walked faster and headed toward the house.

　Bad, obviously bad.
　The deliberate mannerisms, the anticipation, and the increase in sugar cubes that Clint loves.
　Everything seems to be a complementary ingredient to the badness.

　We hurried, and at some point we went from walking fast to running short.

'Around this corner is home,'
Yes, sir.

　We both turn around behind us, Clint is not coming.

'Shaken off--?'
Wait, Emily, that's not a very nice thing to say...

　That line in these situations was bad.
　It's as bad as muttering "You got it" after you've given your best shot to a powerful enemy.

　In other words, a flag.
　And the flag was collected at super speed.

　Around the corner, there was Clint!

　Clint was sitting in front of our house.
　The pyramid of sugar cubes had grown to twenty tiers at once.

'I wonder if there's anyone out there somewhere who's strong and has a great drop and whose name is Sato.
You're already name calling!

　I rushed into it, my tone was strange to me.
　I then covered my mouth with my hand, saying, "Oh no," but I soon gave up, thinking that I couldn't have escaped anyway.

　They're chasing me like this, even if I escaped today, tomorrow - or even if I escaped inside the house, I would have gotten to the house first.

　If I couldn't get away anyway, I gave up and spoke to Clint.

'What happened?'
Oh, good point, Sat--
'Enough of the deliberate small talk. What happened?

　I decided to interrupt him on the way out and get involved, so I thought I'd save myself the unnecessary interaction.

'Thank you ...... first of all. This is so important, I could only rely on Satou.

　Clint gave me a look at the face I'd seen before, the one I knew so well, the head of the Dungeon Association, and thanked me.
　Then, this time, he looked serious.
　He put on the most serious face I've seen since I've known him and said.

'Arsenic seems to have a ...... lifespan.