Seventh floor of the Nifonium Dungeon, the moment I came using the transporter room, "Ugh! I became.
　A tier where magic can't be used, a tier where magic storms are always natural.

　I can fight normally without magic, so that's not a problem, but my ability as a wizard - my intelligence has been raised to SS, so I get a slight headache when I get here.
　It's at the level of a general feeling of lethargy on a low-pressure day, but if it comes all at once at the level of moving rooms, it's a bit unbearable.
　After taking a deep breath, it was much easier, so I pulled myself together and started hunting monsters.

　As usual, the uninhabited seventh floor of the basement was crawling with mammies.
　The bandages on her body were discharging beehives. Pure physical attacks are still ineffective (、、、、、).

　The penetrating bullets were almost ineffective, the tracking bullets flew into the gaps in the bandages where the mummy's body was exposed, but they hit the discharging electricity and turned to dust.

'Oops?'

　On the contrary, the restraining bullets worked well.
　A restraining round that when it landed, a rope of light tied up the opponent.
　Even with a plain straitjacket that didn't use reinforced bullets, I was able to restrain Mammy for quite a long time.

　It was able to restrain the mummy for nearly three times as long, much longer than other monsters.
　Just this one?　Or is this mummy itself?

　It's only a small amount, but monsters have their own individual differences, so I shoot straitjacket bullets at every single one of the Mammy's on the seventh floor underground and see how they do without defeating them.
　Then I found that the straitjacket worked well on the other mammies as well.

　If the straitjacket works, what about the sleeping bullets?
　With that in mind, I fired a sleeping bullet this time.

　Sleeping bullets that are fusion bullets of recovery bullets.
　I shot them into Mammy from one side to the other.
　The effect was still outstanding, and Mammy stopped moving while standing. The sleeping bullets are working and she's asleep, but because she's a zombie type, her expression hasn't changed much and she's become like a wax figure standing still and not moving.

　It was a bit surreal to see all the mammies on the floor not moving. It was like a world where time stopped and I was the only one who could move.

　After confirming that sleeping bullets worked three times as well as normal, I hunted the mammies with a combo of sleeping bullets and punches for the day.
　Put him to sleep and then do whatever I wanted, keep knocking him down with that combo.
　Spirit, E to D.

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　I didn't go into the tellurian this afternoon, but instead went into town.
　When I talked to Celeste, she told me that she couldn't help me use magic because of the magic storm, but she said that they usually sell a potion to control the side effect headaches, so I went out to find it.

'There folks,'
Yeah?

　As I was walking, I was approached out of the blue.
　It's a young man's voice, his attitude is so loud and verbal.
　He stops and turns around, silvery, Celeste-like long hair, aristocratic clothes, intelligent eyes and a neat nose.
　He's a young man who looks like a picture-perfectly handsome nobleman.

''Where is the dungeon tellurian?''
'Tellurium?　Tellurian is ......

　I was lost for a moment.
　I've been going to Tellurium a lot, but lately I've been using the transporter room all the time, so I didn't recognize it for a moment.
　I was only lost for about three seconds though, and then I marked Ciclo's conspicuous building and followed it to recall my memory and tell the young man where it was.

'I see. 'Thank you folks,'

　He thanked me and saw the young man off.
　Thinking it's great to call out "O common man" to a stranger who asks for directions, I regained my composure and started walking again, trying to find the medicine.

　Boom!

　Suddenly, I heard a roar from behind me.
　The ground shook slightly and I turned around to see what was going on, and there was a gorilla.
　It was a haggle of dropping guns that I had defeated at some point.

　It was on a rampage, the people of the city were running for cover.
　Most of them fled quickly, but one shop lady was slow to escape.
　When I looked, I saw that she was inside the store, taking the sales money out of the safe behind the counter.

　By the time she collected all the sales money and finally tried to escape, it was too late.
　A rampaging gorilla had come to the front of the store and was blocking my escape route.

'Hey, stop ......'
'Whoa!'

　A gorilla beating his chest and bellowing, pouncing on his auntie with a fierce face.

　A quick decision.
　I've been trying to do a lot of things on a regular basis, so I quickly decided that I could create a wall of ice by shooting freezer bullets at both the ceiling and the threshold to buy some time.
　I bought time while rushing forward and loaded up the freezer bullets and prepared to save my auntie - the moment.

　A man jumped out from right beside me.
　He fluttered his long silver hair and gorilla poked at the rapier.
　Despite being a slender sword, it had tremendous power, and it blew the gorilla right to the side.

　The gorilla rammed into a building that was collapsing in a rage, and finally turned into rubble.

　The man - the young man was the man who had asked for directions earlier.
　He chased the gorilla with his rapier.
　He falls down and gives a relentless chase to the gorilla, who struggles to get to his feet in the debris, and then takes him down.

　I drop the gun I raised, having unexpectedly lost my turn to fight.

　The young man also puts away his rapier and checks his surroundings, I know the look in his eyes, the way adventurers often do when they are trying to see if there are any enemies left around.

　The young man's grandmother runs up to him.

'Thank you. Thank you for saving me.
'Never mind, folks. There was someone in need and someone who had the power to help, that's all.

　This is another young man who says this as if it's a matter of course.
　His demeanor was pompous, his language was the disgusting aristocrat himself, but I didn't feel any animosity.
　People gathered around him, the people of the city who had escaped.
　Everyone praised the young man, some young girls looked at him with respect and admiration.

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It was the same vendor as before.

　In the evening, Emily and I are sitting in the living room, or salon, where everyone gathers, drinking tea and waiting for the others to return.
　I tell Emily about what happened in the city today, and I guess she heard the story, because she tells me something I didn't know.

"Before," she said, "when me and Emily beat you?
'Yes, sir!　It's the exact same vendor as that time, and I made the same mistake and made a hugely important one. I was warned before, so the Dungeon Association has issued a restraining order against my business.
I see. ...... I wish I had made the same mistake twice and put the city in danger. ......

　It's a gorilla haggler that gave me my first encounter with guns, but it's usually a huge nuisance to everyone in town, so I'm not going to stop getting rid of it.

'We've had problems with trash scavenging before, too.
You mean Cerberus.
Hi. So there are rumors that the penalties for littering and haggling will become stricter. For example, you might not be allowed to take out food with bones that you can't eat.
It's like Singapore with the gum ban: ......
Newspapers, sir?

　Emily tilts her head at the name of a place she's never heard of.

'Apparently salmon fillets are dangerous too.
'Why not?　Isn't the salmon skin delicious!

　This one was a complete flop.
　No, it's not every day you get salmon takeout in the first place.

　Emily and I were making small talk in the saloon of the house, which was filled with bright and warm air, when there was a knock at the door.
　The knocker at the front door is buzzed with a bang.

'A guest?'
It's very unusual for this hour.

　Is this Clint again?　They're talking about banning all sorts of things, so I wonder if there's something wrong with me again.
　With that in mind, Emily and I headed for the front door.

　I opened the door.

'Excuse me, I think this is Lyota Sato's home.

　The visitor wasn't Clint, but a young man.
　Long silver hair, nobleman's clothes, and a handsome face are the same young man who was in town today.

"You can go to ......
Hmm?　Do you know me?

　The other side apparently doesn't remember us.
　I mean, I heard it was Lyota Sato's house, and now this.
　You don't even know my face.

'Hi.'
Okay. My name is Cell Stem. I'm wondering if Master Sato is home.
I'm Ryota Sato.
Oh!

　A moment later, the young man - Cell's eyes shone with excitement.

'I dare you, Master Sato. My name is Cell Stem.
I hear that now.
'This was rude, I guess I got carried away by meeting Satou-sama.

　I looked at Emily.
　What do you mean?　Emily's face is like, I'm sure I have a similar face.

　　　　　☆

　In the salon, I sat across the table from Cell, facing her.
　After taking a sip of the tea Emily served with an elegant gesture, Cell stared straight at me.

'I became an adventurer after being impressed by Satou-sama.
Me?
Yes, I've heard of Sato-sama's many accomplishments. I admire him.
Are you a fan of Mr. Yoda's?

　Emily asks next to me, still holding the tray of tea served.

'You're right. No, I'd say respect. So far I've been tempted to follow Satou-sama's lead and do the same thing, but I hear every day of what we've accomplished, and I feel compelled to actually do it for once, no matter what.

　Cell, who gives an impassioned speech, is conversely embarrassed to be praised so much in front of me.
　To hide my embarrassment, I decided to lift Cell up too.

'You're better than me. I saw that today and it's not easy to jump out and help someone in there.
'What?　Was it this guy?

　Emily is surprised, nodding her head in affirmation.
　So Emily looks at Cell, even more surprised, but Cell is unconcerned and says, "That was an imitation of Satou-sama.

It's an imitation of Satou-sama.
'Imitation?　You mean you're copying me?
'Hmm. When I heard about Satou-sama's many actions, a phrase came to mind. The bottom line was, 'There was someone in need and someone who had the power to help.'
'Oh ...... this is a real fan ......'

　Muttering Emily, I was more surprised than that.
　That's what Cell said to the people of the city after he defeated the gorilla.
　I had no idea that the words came from my actions.

The moment I learned that, I knew I had to know more about Satou-sama, so I came to Cyclo.
"Yeah, ......, but I'm just a regular adventurer--
I've decided to become president of the Dungeon Association here to find out everything.
What?
So, you're the chairman?

　It's not a surprise that Cell let loose.
　What about Clint, he's going to be chairman?
　What happened to Clint?

　Cell is staring straight at me with no way of knowing my surprise.
　These eyes, these eyes that look like I've seen them somewhere before - they're like Cerberus.

These eyes are like Cerberus.

　Emily's mumbling, yes Cerberus.
　Those doggy eyes that look like they're waiting for me to die at the intersection in Shibuya.
　The handsome aristocrat was staring at me with those eyes.