As I took Aulum out of the dungeon and returned to the mansion, Cerberus came dashing in from across the hallway.
　He was in a very good mood, flapping his tail and in a very good mood - something good happened.

''Master!''
Wow!

　With no time to think or avoid it, Cerberus tackles me and puts me on my ass.
　I'm going to be licked on top of him and licked on his face.

　It's an instinctive skin-to-skin relationship, and it's a cute thing for our dog to do. ......

It's a good idea to get out of the way.

　I held Cerberus' face in my hands and pushed his larger than me body upright.

'What's wrong Cerberus, what happened?'
'I heard, master, that you built a village for us.
Ours?　...... Oh.

　You mean the Claymans.
　I guess that's "us" for sure.
　Cerberus and Clayman have the same background, or rather, history.

　Cerberus was taken in at the mansion because there was only one of them, and Clayman and the others were many, so we built a village for them.
　That's the only difference.

Who told you that already?
It's the puppet guy.
The puppet people ......?

　Who's that?

You're not that guy named Cell?

　Aulum, who was watching next to me, said.
　Oh ...... doll man .......

　I got a bit of a blank stare.
　I don't mean to be stingy with people's taste, but that thing on him, I wonder what can be done about it .......
　Can't we just .......

Thank you master!
It's nothing to be thanked for.
Hey, master. Can I go over there and have some fun?
In that village?　Okay, but it's a long way away.

　I turned around and looked at the transporter room.
　I had just returned from there.

　I came back in the transporter room via Indor, using the Aurum dungeon.

　That place is some distance away from this cyclo.

'Don't worry, I've heard where it is, and I can take a morning walk there.
That's a lot of legwork.
That's about right. That's good. Just make sure you don't get in trouble with anybody.

　I'm wearing a collar, so I know it's nothing, but if something goes wrong, that's when it's irreversible, so I just gave him a heads up.

'Yeah!　Thank you master!

　Cerberus was on top of me again, licking my perky face.

　　　　　☆

　The next day, I came to Clayman's village while I sent Aulum back to the dungeon.
　Just as I had said, Indor was sending us garbage little by little, and the monsters were crushing it with their own hands.

　It's called a village, but this is a village of monsters.
　There are virtually no buildings, the grounds are surrounded by a wall, and the rest are digging holes or building huts.

　I spotted Clayman in the middle of all this and approached him.

'You're doing it,'
Mr. Sato!

　Clayman, in human form, ran up to me with a happy look on his face.

'How are you doing?'
'Yes!　We're all good at breaking things. Except for a few.
Part of it?
There it is.

　Clayman smiled and pointed to a spot a short distance away from the center of the garbage disposal.
　There are some rocks there.

　They were monsters from the Arsenic Dungeon.
　Rocks that didn't attack me at all when I was in the dungeon, rocks that were also used by magic carts to haggle me for various effects due to their characteristics.

'That can't be helped,'
'Yes. We're all friends, and we'll do well.
Please do so.
"Squeak. Squeak.
Hmm?

　With a rather cute squeal, something was moving at my feet.
　When I looked down, I saw one of the slimes pressing up against me.

　A slime that inhabits the first floor of Telluride John. A haggler from bean sprouts.
　The slime had a cute face and was pressing its face against mine.

　I squatted down and patted its head, and it seemed more and more happy to rub its body against my face.
　Slime, so is that cheek rubbing?　I was a little relieved at the thought.

'Oh, by the way, Satou-san, I found something strange.
What's so funny?
Yes. The guy who got up first thing in the morning found it. I was wondering what to do when no one else did.
Hmm. Lead the way.
Yes!

　Clayman nodded and led me into the village.
　Slime followed at my feet and I picked him up so I wouldn't accidentally step on him.
　The other monsters saw me and welcomed me with cheers and shouts of encouragement.

　Amidst the welcome, Clayman brought me to the center of the village.

'Here it is,'

　What Clayman showed me was a ball of light.
　What could really only be described as a ball of light was floating at about the height of a human's waist.

''It's like this, I can't touch it at all. It's fine for now, but it's kind of creepy.
I see.

　I approached the ball of light, up close and personal, up and down, left and right, observing it from every angle.
　No matter how much I looked at it, the ball of light, I couldn't get any more impressions of it than that.

'......'

　I decided to touch it, not wanting to leave it alone, not even the tame of this village, so I decided to touch it.
　Taking a deep breath, I carefully reach out and touch the ball of light.

　Instantly, the light diffuses.
　I'm enveloped in the dazzling light, and I hear a voice in my head.

　Thank you.

　It's not just one voice, it's a single voice with a large group of people, like students at a graduation ceremony do.

　Immediately the light subsided, the ball of light instantly squeezed out and went from being the size of a basketball to the size of a marble.

"W-what do you mean by that?
Here's the thing.

　I showed Clayman what had been clenched in my hand before I knew it, the one that appeared in my palm as the ball of light became smaller and smaller.

　Bullets.
　A bullet that my pistol uses, a bullet that looks different from any other bullet I've ever seen.

　A special bullet of some kind, I knew by intuition.

　And one more thing - well, two things, I knew on a hunch.

　This is a product of this village.
　It's different from a drop, and it's also different from a drop, and it was produced by the monsters and haglemono.

　And another one.
　It is a ball of light that has become small, but has not disappeared.
　Maybe it will grow again over time, and if I come, you'll get a bullet.

　That's what it was, I knew by intuition.