141. Sato is the best




 The next day, I spend the morning in the Bismuth dungeon, six floors underground.

 Alice finds the appearance and I blink away with a repetition.
 In the meantime, I ship it out with my magic cart.

 As soon as I hit the Repetition, I'll use the Infinite Recovery Bullet to heal myself, setting my MP to maximum.
 I set my MP (and HP) to maximum just in case I'm attacked like yesterday.

'This cake is delicious.'
It's a pumpkin cake, and of course it's Yoda's pumpkin.
Low levels are the best carrots.

 My friends were relaxing in the same dungeon.
 They covered the ground like a bismuth crystal with a sheet and made a picnic on it.

 At first glance, though, they are completely relaxed, like a picnic.

'Well, we'll do our best today--whoa!

 The moment another adventurer shows up, they all turn their heads in unison and surprise you.
 Emily has a hammer, Celeste has a bicorn horn, and Eve has her fingers together in the form of a chop.
 They're just irrelevant adventurers going through the sixth floor to get to the floor below, so they all immediately let their guard down.

'Thank goodness everyone is escorting us like this,'
Well, that lets me concentrate on the hunt.

 I was really grateful and hunted the chameleon.
 As I did so, yet another adventurer arrived.

 Three people are on alert in the same instant as before, and an adventurer-looking man who is neither frightened nor surprised by the three of them, staring at them.
 He looks at them all, and then at me.

 He looks at everyone, looks at me, and walks away without saying a word.
 He doesn't do anything, which in turn makes everyone more cautious.

"That guy was just watching us.
Well, he's definitely a Cliffordite.
Pretty high level.
But he didn't attack me.
It's weird that you're just watching.
'I don't care how much you come. The rabbit has a carrot dangling in front of him.
'Yes, sir! I won't let you interfere with Mr. Yoda.
'Yes. No matter how many times they come in, they're going to pay back.

 How dependable my friends were.
 I mean, Eve, you're okay with that. He said he could dangle the carrot himself.

 I hunted the chameleon with all my might, with the peace of mind of being protected by those three.
 I hunted with all my might and dropped the wheat (、、、、).

 It's late at night and I've somehow managed to knock out enough money to cover the consumption of one city, enough for one day.

 Clint's request was accomplished again today.
 And as a by-product.
 I earned fifteen million piro for the day.

     ☆

 Next morning. I got out of bed and left the room to go to Bismuth for the day.

"Mr. Yoda, it was nice to meet you.
What's up, Emily?
The association president is here.
Clint?
And, sir, you're on your way home.

 Emily said, heading behind me.
 I turned around and saw Eve there.
 Eve walked in from across the hallway, her face lacking in expression as usual.

'How was it?'
There he is. Maybe it's normal.
'Oh, that's good to hear,'
What do you mean? Don't you two need to communicate with each other, just tell me properly.
Don't worry, you'll find out when you see Mr. Clint.
...... Hmm.

 That line from Emily gave me some idea of what to expect.
 I got dressed, washed my face, and got ready for the morning before heading to the parlor.

     ☆

The Cyclo Ace!

 I got up from the couch and dodged Clint, who was trying to hug me.
 He jumped on me pretty hard, and Clint ran face first into the wall.

There it is, there it is. That's terrible, Satou, you dodged it.
No, I wouldn't, not if some old man with a sticky sugar coating around his mouth jumped on me.

 There's sugar on the wall that Clint ran into. If I hadn't dodged it, that thing would have been on my clothes.

 I sat down on the couch and motioned for Clint to sit down as well.

'So, what are you here for today?'
The Clifford family is back in the dungeon.
Okay.

 I knew it.

I'm not surprised. You're a little surprised.
'Yeah, Eve said it's normal. I'm sure she wants to get back to normal this time around.

 Clint nodded clearly.
 This time, in a nutshell, we're negotiating a price increase.
 We're in an oligopoly, so we're negotiating a price increase, and I went out and showed them that we can stop the oligopoly if we want to.

 In fact, the entire Lyota family was able to supply the required amount of cyclo with the entire Lyota family.
 And I'm not doing anything reckless.

 We've stopped all the other jobs in the quicksand, but the wheat production itself isn't reckless.
 Then the other side would only lose money one way or the other. So if you don't earn money from going around the dungeon, you don't have any income.

 If that raises the value, it's worth doing, but if it doesn't, it's just a one-sided loss.
 That's why you went back, to your normal laps.

How do you know it's business as usual?
They saw us yesterday. It's probably a Clifford family member. I think they reported what I was doing and today it happened.
Well, the signs are there.
Yeah, so I get it.

 Clint nodded his head in agreement.
 Then he looked straight at me.

"Thank you, Satou, for saving my life. The thanks for this--
I don't want a year's worth of sugar cubes.

 Clint's eyes swam as he refused to make the first move, Clint's eyes swam.

'Are you really going to tell me - or were you going to do it?
"Sugar's not bad! Satou is the best!
Okay.

 It's a strong argument, but I felt like I was going to get diabetes just from hearing it, so I just let it slide.
 Oh well, whatever.
 This means I can get back to normal life.
 I might get hated and targeted in the future, but...

"Suspicious person! You're your master's enemy!''
"Aaaaah!

 We have a dependable guard dog, and all of our friends are strong and will be fine.

'Thank you, Sato. Thank you so much.

 A change from sugar freak, Clint looks straight at me and thanks me.

'As a check on the other side, I'm going to pay you the same amount of money for the wheat you bought for me.
Okay.

 Double what I've earned the past two days.
 If you take into account what I normally earned, it's 50 million piro in total.
 I was a little excited by that amount.