At night, we went to our favorite bar, Villadièche.

　I was here again today, enjoying the beer of the day.
　The beer I'm drinking now has a citrus aroma.

I wonder what it smells like.
It must be a grapefruit.

　Sitting across from me, Emily answered my question with a taste.
　At six feet tall, the bar is a mismatch, or rather, it reeks of crime, although in the original world, it would be a combination of officers coming in and making up for it.

'Um!　I'm a huge fan of Emily's!　Sign me up, please!

　It wasn't a policeman who came over, but a young adventurer.
　He stressed that he was a fan of Emily's, and he got her to sign his weapon, an iron ball, and even shook her hand, and then left with a dreamy look on his face.

'You're still the same. Do you get fans like this when you're not with me?
I come to the dungeons a lot.

　Emily replied with an embarrassed and yet troubled expression.

'I see. Well, Arsenic's monsters are all rocks, and adventurers naturally attract power types. If that's the case, I wouldn't be surprised if people who admire Emily gather there.
They're all too proud.
No, it's not.

　As I said that, I glanced around.
　There are a few adventurers in the tavern who are looking at Emily fondly, if not enough to beg for an autograph.

　I thought for a moment and remembered the day I met her .......

'Emily, would you mind standing up for a moment?'
Yes, sir. ...... Are you like this?
"So, try standing on one foot ...... and see if you can lift a hammer in that condition.
You can lift it, sir?

　Emily stood on one leg and hoisted the hammer that was propped up next to the table with a flourish.
　A two-meter-long hammer that far exceeds her height.
　The sight of Emily lifting it with such ease was at first glance adorable, but when you think about it, it's a hell of a sight.

　Naturally, a lot of people are watching.
　Her appearance had attracted a lot of attention.

''What about this?''
'That's part of Emily's charm. A power goddess. If I were of the same strain, I'd die for it.
Yoda is ......?
'Yeah. Not to mention which is more attractive, the macho powerhouse or the little one?
Ummm, I'm not sure.

　Emily put down the hammer and sat back down, twisting her firing.
　It's like she really doesn't get it.
　Oh, well, that's part of her charm.

'I've rarely been pressured to sign anything, you know.
It's natural.

　Emily said, smiling and holding her beer glass in both hands.

'Yoda is so amazing that everyone is put off by it.
"Let down.
'Hi. It takes a lot of courage to talk to someone who is so amazing. You have to have confidence in yourself to talk to them.
Is that how it works?
'It reminds me of all the people who come close to Mr. Yoda.
"You'll be close to me at ......?

　Emily tells me to try to remember.
　I'm getting close to me ...... cell, or Neptune, or Nicholas?

'I see, they're certainly self-confident people.
Yes.
And there are some weirdos in there too.

　All people who are amazing to some degree are.

'Does ...... mean that all the weirdos who approach me are going to continue to be weirdos?'
'The likes of us call friends. Most people don't think of setting up a village for hagrems with their own money.
Mmm.

　It's hard for me to hear that.
　There's a good reason for it, in my opinion, but it might look like that to people around me.

'We're going to continue to attract strange people.
...... The first one says it's very convincing.
It's me?　I'm a normal--
'Normal people don't mess up dungeons and dust monsters.
"Huh!

　Emily is a mess of a housekeeper, and thanks to her, the mansion we live in is warm, bright, and full of warmth that makes me feel more at home than my parents' house.

　That power comes into play in the dungeons as well.
　Once I saw a monster doze off in a dungeon as a result of the same cleaning, and he and Emily, who was exhausted from cleaning, were dozing off together.

　Emily is a "dungeon master" in a way.
　She's the one who's not normal.

　We chat about this and that while drinking beer with Emily.
　It's a pointless chit-chat, but it's a lot of fun.

Excuse me.
Hmm?

　I looked up as he called out to me.
　There was a well-dressed gentleman standing next to our table.
　A familiar face.

"That's Eric. Come in.

　I shifted in my seat and opened the seat so the gentleman - Eric - could sit down.

　He took his silk hat and sat down.

　Eric.
　A gourmet I knew when I first came to this world.

　He was the one who asked me to get some bamboo shoots after hearing a rumor about the quality of my drops.
　Come to think of it, this is the first time the Lyota brand has been created.

'Oddly enough, Eric, are you a beer too?'
I've been looking for Master Sato.
Me?
Yes, I'd like to ask you to do something else for me: ......
Yeah, that's fine.

　I answered almost immediately.

　After that one incident, I heard about Eric from many people.
　He's a genuine, I would say, gourmet gentleman.

　A man who has spent most of his life eating good food.
　The way he lives his life is worthy of respect, and his requests aren't meant to hurt anyone, unlike the others.
　So I answered immediately.

'So what do you want me to get for you?
That's a little different from getting it. We need your help with the breeding.
Breeding?

　It's the first time I've heard that term since I came to this world.
　All production over here takes place in the dungeon.

　Meat, fish, vegetables, air, water, and everything else is dropped from the dungeon.

　It's the first time I've heard the term "breeding" since I've been here, but I knew right away that they do something special in the dungeon.

'Lanterns, have you heard of them?'
If you're in the store. It's a dungeon in the city of Filin that specializes in breweries.
Good evening, sir. This is a dungeon where you'll find all manner of brews, from beer to wine to brandy and everything in between.
What's up with that lantern?
I bought that one level.
What?

　I'm surprised that Eric says it so readily.

'Buying out the dungeon?'
Is that really such a surprise?　I am aware that Master Satou is practically in possession of the Aulum as well.
"Oh, ......, that's right, ......, that's what happens.
What are you going to do with it?
I'd like for Mr. Sato to work on the breed from there.
What do you mean by that?
Lantern basement level 20. There is a 99% probability that the next dungeon master will appear.
...... I see.

　I could see the story, and--

'I didn't know there was a way.'
I'll have to make some calls beforehand.

　I guessed it, Eric smiling with a smirk and a good-natured face.
　On the other hand, Emily, who hasn't been able to keep up with the conversation.

'What's this all about?'
In other words, I'm asking you to keep the dungeon master who's supposed to show up on the 20th floor locked up on that floor for a period of time without beating him.
Is there ...... on that floor?
'Yeah, the dungeon ecosystem changes if the Dungeon Master stays on, right?
Yes, sir-- oh, you're only changing one floor?
So that's what it looks like.
''This is something that only Satou-sama can do. They are so powerful that they can prolong a battle against a dungeon master class and defeat them at will. There is no one else in the world with the exception of Sato-sama.

　He lifted me off the ground.

Let me ask you one thing. Have you ever tried your hand at breeding?
If it's just a coincidence.
'I see. So we can take it down right after the ecosystem changes?
Well, goodbye.

　Eric nodded clearly.
　A gourmet gentleman, unclouded eyes.

'All right, I'll take care of it.'

　The breeding itself is a good thing, I thought.
　I decided to take up Eric's request.