Terdungeon, sixth basement floor.
　Curry at night, Emily said, so I came straight to the transporter room to get some potatoes.

　Quite a few adventurers are still looking for monsters in the sixth basement floor at night.
　After a short walk, we saw one just emerging from the ground.

　A parent-child slime.
　It's a monster characterized by the fact that the big slime is pulling the smaller slime along like a baby duckling.
　It's a special kind of monster that increases the number of its drops when it defeats its 'parent' according to the number of 'children' it defeats.
　By the way, it's a 'parent and child slime', but both the parent and child are an individual.
　The child is called a child, but it's more like a limb or hair, or some other part of the body like that.

　Curry for six people, including the "second day's curry" is enough for about ten of them.
　With that in mind, I pulled out my gun, and one of the guys from the side struck the father and son slime first.

''Hey that's my .......''

　I tried to stop him from hitting me sideways with my voice, but both my outstretched hands stopped.
　It was because the man going towards the father and son slime was wobbling. He was so pale that I could tell just by his profile in the dungeon.

　He wobbled like a zombie businessman bathed in the morning sun after three days and all-nighters, of course, there was no way he could match the monster.
　His attack misses, and he is blown away by a counter, slamming his back hard into the wall.
　As it was, it crumbled down like a thread or a broken doll.

　The father and son slime naturally chased after it, but this time I broke in from the side.
　I'll be able to get into the flesh with my normal bullets. After confirming that I was able to defeat about ten child slimes, I hit a full swing body blow.

　The parents get harder according to the number of children defeated, but ten of them were still as hard as concrete, so I was able to defeat them in one hit.

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"U......n.
You came to your senses.
...... here!

　A man who went from being in a daze to huffing and pacing around.

Tellurium 6th floor. I didn't move it.
"I was out of it. ......?　How long has it been?
About five minutes.
d*mn it, is it that much ...... not too late?

　The man tried to get up with a face biting down on a bitter worm.
　But he felt dizzy and fell to one knee.

'Don't be pushy. You haven't slept for days. I can tell by the look on your face.
I'm going to have to push myself harder than ever before.

　The man whipped himself up and tried to get up, only to wobble and it didn't work.
　That's right, I know people like that all too well.
　You've probably been up all night for days now, past the vexation and inverted highs, and the real (,) physical limits of your body are being reached.

　No matter how you try, you can't move.
　After struggling for a while, the man gave up.
　He crossed his legs and dropped his shoulders discouragingly.

'No? ......'
What's going on?　If you'd like, I'd be happy to listen to you?
......

　The man looked at me, sighed, and then spoke up.

'I'm Leon from the Joel family. In fact, a week ago my boss, Joel, took a job for me. It involves delivering a batch of potatoes by today.
"Hmm.

　I take requests and deliver that number of items by the deadline.
　I also deliver watermelon to Ina's parents' house, or sometimes bamboo shoots to Eric the gourmet.
　It's made-to-order, so to speak, and it's not that uncommon in this world.

That's the boss's mistake, and he's taken on nearly ten times our capacity.
Tenfold?　So you're reckless.

　I look around. If I look closely, I see that some of them are pale besides Leon.
　A few are still at it, but most are slumped against the wall, leaning back against the wall.

"The bossy one is ...... and she's the one over there.
No, there is no boss.
What?

　I stared at Leon in surprise.

'The boss has low plant drops, so we're in charge of the Cyclo dungeon.
Which means: ......

　Leon chuckles as he reads what I'm trying to say from my eyes.

I'm just cleaning up your boss's mess. I don't know what he's doing, he's a bastard. He makes mistakes like this all the time, and even though he makes them, he's still hunting meat with his serenity.

　Leon complained loudly.
　If you're cleaning up your boss's mess, and he's taking it easy while you're at it, you're going to get one of your complaints.
　What can you say ...... it's .......

"Hey, how much more of this do you need?
What?
What's the time limit?　How much do you need by then?
What do you want to hear about it?
I don't care.

　Leon replied reluctantly, perhaps understanding my intention to spare time to explain.

'We have very little time. The quantity is ...... for another 500,000 pirouette.
Okay.

　I look around and see a father and son slime that isn't being attacked by anyone.
　I grab my gun and reload it.

"Hey, what are you going to do?
I'll take care of it.

　Leaving Leon wondering, he rushes at the parent and child slime.
　After ramming into the crowd of children, he fired in all directions with two pistols.
　Scatter the normal bullets and wipe out the child slime.
　Then he hardens the parent slime to its limits - the parent slime that previously required five annihilation rounds.

'Repetition.'

　I hit the
　The parent slime was killed instantly and dropped a lot of potatoes.

'I'll take care of this one, just pick it all up. I'll come up with the next one.
Are you ......, or are you ......?

　I didn't even have time to respond to Leon's words.
　I sprinted through the dungeon, finding the parent and child slime and producing a lot of potatoes with a combo of repetition from random shots.

　Repeating the non-stop blink-and-you'll-miss-it-all speed, I produced 500,000 piro's worth of potatoes in less than 30 minutes.

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　At the front of the cyclo-dungeon, I watched as Leon's friends carried the potatoes away.
　Some of them were really at the end of their strength, so I used the infinite recovery bullets from the mashed potatoes to recover them.

　Leon saw them off together.

'Thanks for the help. Let's see... ......
It's Lyota.
The Lyota family!

　Leon is astonished. He murmurs sullenly.

'Well, ...... your people are happy.
In fact, you should probably stay away from the boss. In my experience, the fact that you responded to his recklessness makes it all the more reckless. ...... He's a convicted felon.
......

　Leon doesn't answer. I can tell from his expression that he is aware of it.

'Well, I guess it's not for me to say. You should think about it.

　I say and head back to the dungeon.
　My friends are waiting for me, it's about time for Curry to be ready.
　I walked down to the sixth floor and tried to leave in the transporter room.

"Oh, wait a minute.

　Leon stopped me.

'Anyway, thank you for the help, thank you!'
Yeah.

　I waved to Leon and headed back to the dungeon.