Nifonium Dungeon, 7th floor underground.
　It's a floor where you can't use magic, so today I'm going to devote myself to hunting monsters.

　Since I can't use the strongest magic, Repetition, I'm determined to improve my fighting skills.
　I practiced my counter today. The only one who can do that without hesitation is this Nifonium, which no one comes to.

　I didn't attack the electrified Mammy, but waited for her to come to me.
　As the mummy approached and shooed the attack away, I dodged the skin and hit a cross counter.
　Minimal movement, but sharp.
　A counter strike to match Mummy's attack.

　He blows the mummy away and drops the seed.
　This is ...... a pleasant feeling.

　Hold the attack, dodge it with a single piece of skin, and hit the counter at the best possible time.
　The maximum efficiency of it can only be achieved for a moment, perhaps a split second.
　The moment I was able to achieve that, I felt a pleasant sensation that went through my entire body.

　From a gourd to a frame. I continued to counter for that pleasure.
　A counter that focused, held the attack and matched it perfectly.

　The mummy blows up and the seed drops again.
　...... That was a little fast, not as responsive as before.

　Adjust the timing of the physical sensation.
　I do the same thing to the next mummy, this time it's a little slower and the mummy's attack is grazed.

　I repeated the counter over and over again.
　It was harder than anything I'd ever done before, but it made a huge difference in how good it felt when it was perfect.

　While I was practicing the counter, my mind went up from E to D on its own.

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　In the afternoon, I came to the basement level of the tellurium in the transfer room with the determination that it was time to earn some money.
　It was a familiar dungeon with slime and bean sprouts flying around, but something was wrong.
　It was noisy.

　As I followed the noise, I found a building there.
　At a glance, it looks like a one-story building of about 100 square meters, a building that didn't exist until yesterday.

　The one-story building built in the tellurium like an underground passage is almost out of place.
　The adventurers had gathered in front of it and were buzzing about it.

''What's this?''
It's a rest stop.
A rest stop?

　He craned his neck and turned his attention to the male adventurer next to him.
　I don't know his name, but he's a familiar face in Tellurian, an adventurer who looks familiar to both of us.

''It seems the new Dungeon Association head had it made. It seems that if you stay in this building, your HP and MP will recover at a faster than normal pace.
It's like an inn in a dungeon: ......

　If that's true, it's quite a useful facility.

'But why did they build it here?　I don't mean to tell you this, but you don't need this in the basement level of Tellurian.

　It's not just me.
　The first basement floor of the tellurian is nothing but slime, and it's the weakest slime, if you can call it that.
　I don't think a recovery facility is needed at a level where there is only slime.

No, they've built them on every floor.
What?
I've heard he's made them in every level of every dungeon in Cyclo, except Nifongnium.
Did you make it?
I made it.

　The man nodded.
　Hey, hey, that's great. ...... It's not oil money, it's fearful money money.

　As I was thinking about this, a cell came out of the building.
　He came out accompanied by a maid whose eyes were hidden by her bangs.

　Cell spun around to look around at the adventurers and then went in a tone of speech.

'Listen, common people. This is a recovery facility that any adventurer can use.''

　The adventurers buzzed even more.

'Take advantage of this. And be more diligent in your production (drops), folks.

　Some adventurers raised an eyebrow because of the "common people" every time they said "common people", but most accepted the existence of a free resting place with open arms.

There's some kind of trap for free use or ......?
'Nope. If you can recover in a dungeon, you'll be more efficient, and if you're more efficient, you'll be taxed more. If there's money to be made, it's the normal way for the Dungeon Association to do it.

　Some of us were suspicious, but the more experienced adventurers we were, the more we embraced the rest stop.

　That's great .......
　I don't know the specific cost, but it must cost a lot of money to build an inn-like structure in a dungeon.
　And to do that on every floor, and in one night .......
　Rich people, that's awesome .......

''Oh, isn't that Satou-sama in there?''

　Cell found me and came over with a smile on his face.
　The bangs maid didn't follow me, but went back inside the inn. So you're not your direct subordinate or anything, you're the staff of the inn.

I'm glad you're here.
'No, I was just passing by. It's more amazing than that, making this stuff.
I'm just trying to be productive. I'm just doing what I do best.

　He doesn't look proud or humble.
　He's a very natural-looking guy, and he thinks he's done the "usual" thing, as he says.
　He's a great guy.

Yes, there was one thing I wanted you to receive, Satou-sama.
Me?
Mm, wait a minute.

　The cell ruffled his bosom, what's being handed to him?　I was waiting for it.

'Ah.'

　The figure flopped from my pocket and fell to the ground.
　My figure - although it's fine.
　The pose is the counter pose we were practicing this morning.

　It's the one I just started doing this morning.

"Stalker.
Excuse me, but I'd like you to take this.

　Without seeming to take offense, Cell tucked the figure back into his pocket and pulled out a single bill.

　It's nothing out of the ordinary, in fact, it's just a wooden bill with nothing on it.

　He takes it and checks it on the front and back, then asks Cel.

'What's this?'
The transmitter.
The transmitter?
Hmm, this is the dungeon--

　Cell was about to say, when the wooden tag flashed.
　As it glowed, letters appeared in the empty space.
　The one displayed was the fourth floor of Seren.

'The fourth floor of Seren?　What does that mean?
''We're lucky that he showed up at this time. As a matter of fact, in addition to this rest stop, I've installed Dungeon Master detectors in all of Cyclo's dungeons.
A dungeon master detector?
'Hmm, as you know, while the Dungeon Master is out, no other monsters will be out, and not only that, but if you let them stay out too long, they'll even change the ecosystem of the dungeon.
Yeah.

　They are a nuisance to the adventurers, the Dungeon Association and the entire city.

That's why they must be defeated as soon as they appear. That's what this is for.
...... I see, so when the Dungeon Master comes out, he'll let you know where he is?
Hmm. And I'd like you to keep it for the influential people. First, I want Satou-sama to receive it.

　Cell with a serious face.
　If that's the case, there's no reason to refuse.

I'll take care of it. I'm going to take him down.
Thank you.

　Cell mouths a thank you while looking at me with a strong gaze.
　I wondered what was going to happen when I suddenly pushed Clint out of the way to become the head of the association, but he's surprisingly serious about it.

　I went to the fourth floor of Seren via the transporter room and shot a repetition at the dungeon master bicorn that the detector had captured, killing it instantly.
　This guy stayed behind and the entire dungeon stopped producing (and dropping), so I blinked it off without thinking about practice or anything like that at all.

　Then I went back to the basement floor of the tellurium via the transporter room again to report.
　Cell wasn't there, and when I talked to the people around me, they said he went to the basement second floor.
　With that, Cell had just finished inspecting the inn on the basement floor, and came out with a bangs maid in the exact same ...... outfit.

　Just like above, I'm going to take a seat and let the adventurers know about the inn and issue a proclamation.

　I waited for it to be over and approached the cell.

''Oh, Satou-sama.''
I'm taking down the dungeon master.
Mm, I know. That's Master Sato for you.
You know what?　Oh, well, if you have one of these same ones, you'll understand.

　I look at the wooden tag I was given earlier, after defeating the dungeon master it reverted back to just a tag-like appearance with nothing to show for it. I wouldn't be surprised if the cell that had this made has the same one and that's how they figured it out.

''Thank you, Satou-sama, let me thank you again from Isuzu.

　Cell said and bowed his head.
　I knew he was serious ...... for the head of the association.

　Potto, the figure fell from my pocket to the ground.
　It was a new figure, a figure of me sticking out my hand and chanting the repetition - a figure of me just before.

"Oops!
Stalker!

　As I shouted that, I was a bit horrified.