So we're going to have to limit access.

　Tennesin's room.
　I explained the cell's policy to the spirit, Tennesin.

　The matter of restricting Tennesin's entry by issuing a license because the number of adventurers flooded in and exceeded the capacity by a comfortable margin.

　This is commonplace in the human world and adventurer's industry, but it doesn't work that way in Tennysin.
　To be precise, I don't know if I'm going or not,

　In fact, after hearing my explanation, Tennesin is looking at me in silence.
　No, she's staring at me?

　Although he's a man's twat, Tennesin is a lonely man, and he's happy to have more people around.
　I'm worried that it's not a good idea to restrict Tenesin's entry to such a place.

　With that anxiety, I wait patiently for Tenesin's reaction.

'How long?'
What?
How many?

　Unlike his usual 'bluster and strength', Tennysin asked in a serious tone.

''Well ...... we're talking about 300 to 500 people per floor. Any more than that and you'll be encroaching too much on the dungeon itself.
Too much erosion?
'Monsters have their own biology. If we increase the size of the village any more than we already have, it might not be a good thing.
......

　As soon as he hears my explanation, Tenesin goes silent again.
　I'm not sure what this silence means, but I'm not sure it's subtle.

　The silence lasts for about five minutes.

...... hmm.

　Tennesin sniffed boringly.

'You've been licked, haven't you? I didn't realize that's all they thought me and my dungeon were going to get in there.
Does that mean there's more to come in?
I know. Don't f*ck with me.
"Well, ...... I'm sorry I got all worked up about it.
I didn't say I was sorry!

　Tennesin denied my words.
　Hmmm, which one is this?

　Do you think the admission restriction is a good thing or an annoyance?
　I'm not sure.

"Uh, hey, Tenesin--
Yeah, no.

　Tennesin interrupted me mid-sentence with a slightly upturned voice.

'Dude, that woman's got your strength.
"That woman?
She's not a woman, she's a nihonium!

　I was pissed at Tennesin.
　I see, it's Nihonium that's holding back the appearance of monsters in the Tennesin dungeon right now, and sure enough, if I say "that woman" here, it might be Nihonium .......

'Yeah, sorry about that. I'm getting help.
Not that way.
What?
'Oh my God, I'm annoyed!'

　Tennesin scratched his own head, looking annoyed, as he said.

'Listen to people. I said that I'm not trying to cooperate or anything, I said that that woman is helping me.'
I'll get the power: ...... Yeah.

　That reminded me.

　Of my meeting with Nifonium.
　And the first time we had a conversation in her room.

'You mean the Repetition?'

　Indeed, that magic is like something I got from Nihonium.

'What about it--'
I don't like it.
What?
I don't like the smell of that woman holding me back.
Haha. ......

　That being said, what should I do then?
　Can we just eliminate the smell ...... repetition?

　I mean, can you lose it?

Well, that's what you got, isn't it?
You mean this gun?　Yeah, it shoots out all kinds of bullets. It's kind of like magic in a way.

　And you're thinking, "What about that?

Give it to me!

　Tennesin took one of the two guns from him.

　Tenesin looks at the gun licking and fiddling with it, observing the loaded bullets.

'd*mn, this one belongs to that woman too, doesn't it?

　Tennesin also swore at special bullets.
　Sure, most of the special bullets were dropped from the hagremonts from Nihonium.

'The: ......'

　I called out to him fearfully.

'Humph.'

　Tennesin sniffed as usual, tossed the gun to me and gave it back to me.

'Toto!'

　As I hurried to catch it, something else came flying after the gun.
　I hurriedly caught it too.

'...... bullets?'

　In my hand was a bullet I'd never seen before.
　A new special bullet, the thought of a new special bullet, crossed my mind.

This is ...... you?
Well, don't get me wrong. I just happen to have one of those on hand.
Yeah.

　Well, it can't be a coincidence.
　This stuff, these bullets.

　I'm the only person in the world that uses it.
　You can't just have it by accident.

　But since Tennessee insists on it, let's say so.

What is this thing, by the way?
Twelve rounds.
What?
Twelve of those shots would kill any opponent.
...... Yeah.

　I remembered the "☆" thing.
　Tennesin's - a curse, if you will.

　The shadow becomes a shadowy object, and if it is defeated 12 times, it gets trapped in the dungeon and can't get out.

　That's the motif of this special bullet.

　If you shoot it 12 times, you die, that means a fixed percentage damage of 8.33% for each shot.

"I don't need to have it, you use it.
Yeah, thanks.

　But this one.

　I've already remembered the Repetition, which says that if you fire twelve rounds, any opponent will die, but I already remember the Repetition, which says that if you fire a shot, the opponent dies.
　This bullet - or should I say percentage bullet, this is a degraded version of repetition, isn't it?　I'm thinking.

...... No, no!
Nah!
'Yes, yes, yes, yes!
What's wrong with you, man? You're just all animated.
'Thank you!　This will help you a lot, Tennessee!

　When I noticed the amazing effect of these bullets, I was so excited that I took Tennysin's hand and buzzed it.

　Percentage bullets, eleven rounds of ammunition, and then ......?