I said goodbye to Margaret and the others for a moment and ran to the Cyclo's Dungeon Association and Cell's place on my feet.

　In order to get the percentage bullets to Margaret and the others and not me, I told Cell about the strategy for doing so and what needed to be done to make it happen, and asked for his help.

'I don't know,'
That in itself is not an easy thing to do.
"But?
Is that what you want, Sato-sama?
'Yeah, it would be put to better use if I gave it to Margaret, or more importantly to those four guys who protect her, than I have it.
"Hmm.

　Cell nodded and agreed.

'As expected of you, Satou-sama, even if you're powerful, you'll hand it down when necessary. It's truly the style of a champion.''
For all intents and purposes, they can handle it better than I can.

　Those four ninja knights.
　If we can successfully hand them over to those four, Margaret will be able to be more active than she is now.

　That's why we're attacking Tennesin and helping Cell to do that.

So, can you gather the people?
I told you I wouldn't mind. Even if heaven and earth were turned upside down, there is no way I could fail you, Sato-sama.
I'm not a carrot.

　Cell's mannerisms are well suited to his character, but for a moment, his figure overlapped with that of the talkative Eve.
　That said.

'Thank you for the help, thank you.'
When is the best time to make a decision?
I'd like to give it to you as soon as I can, and when I can get it together.
Master Sato doesn't want to interfere with your daily life, even if it's 'if possible.'

　Well, yes.

'In light of that (、、、、、、、), tomorrow after sunset'
Thank you.

　A cell that not only cooperates, but also takes care of you.
　All I could do was thank him.

　　　　　☆

　The next night, after sunset.
　After confirming that Nihonium had returned to the mansion with Meeke, I flew with Margaret to Tennysin's room via the transporter room.

　Tennysin was surprised to see me bringing Margaret with me.
　I opened up.

'I've come up with a way to get more people in,'
f*ck off!

　Tennesin yelled at me.
　Meanwhile, he brought out a table and brought out a black ball watermelon that he had carved with the power of a spirit.

　What he's doing is in hospitality mode while trying to talk me out of it.

　The first time she met this tsundere lonely person, Margaret was puzzled and looked at me as if she wanted me to save her.

It's a waste of the watermelon that was offered to us, so let's eat it. Alright?
Hm!　It's a pain in the ass to clean up, so why don't you just eat the rest of it, a**h*le.

　He's still foul-mouthed, and he's still a twat.
　I recommended watermelon to Margaret, while I spoke up between the watermelon and the story - it didn't have to end, but just in case it did, I spoke up.

'I'd like to introduce you to. Princess Margaret. She's the most popular person in the outside world.
Popular?
'Oh, how popular you are: ......'

　I took out Margaret's air box, which I had prepared.
　As far as "stuff" goes, it's a box of air, that's all.
　Margaret's figure is labeled and attached to the box. That's all there is to it.

　He opened it and showed it to Tennysin.

'There's nothing in it.
There was air in it.
'What?　You're making fun of me!

　I've been yelled at a lot by Tennysin in the past, but I thought that this one deserved to be yelled at the most.

　I opened the "it looks like" box and there was nothing, no air in it.
　If I didn't know what was going on, even I would have been pissed off.

　I explained calmly, because I could understand that reaction as a matter of course, so I explained.

'No, no, no. This is an item that automatically takes the dropped item and prints the face of the dropper on the label. Like this, for example.

　I pulled out another box.
　My face was on the label, and when I opened it--

'These must be Lyota's matsutakes.'
Yeah, don't talk like that.
?

　Margaret cocks her head, while I can feel the killing spirit from the empty space.
　It's like four ninja knights are following me, as if it's obvious.

　What do you want the princess to say.
　I thought I heard a voice from the killing air.

　I felt a dull cold sweat running down my back as I proceeded to talk to Tennysin.

'You know what I mean, don't you?　He said this is the one I dropped.
Yeah.
As well as this, the air Margaret dropped can be sold for more than just Margaret's air--more than your dungeon drops, frankly.
Stop screwing around!

　Tennysin slams the table and stands up in a rush.
　'Yeah, that's another correct reaction.

It's true. That's how popular she is.
......

　Tennesin looked at Margaret with suspicious eyes.
　She still has a look on her face that says, "I'm still skeptical.

　After a moment, Tennysin looked a little calmer and asked me.

'If this guy is so popular, so what?'
What's a rare monster?
'What?　The one that only lets you out in the dungeon every once in a while (、、、、)?
'Yeah, not normal, not a dungeon master, a rare monster.'
What about it?
'Can't you make it look like her?　And of course, don't lock her in the dungeon.
So this is it.

　Tennesin stared at me for a bit, then panned, clapped his hands and called out the monster.

　It's a pseudo-Margaret, looking exactly like Margaret.

'Yes, that's it. I'd like to have this in the dungeon every once in a while.
How is this even possible to get people to come over here?
Are you still not sure?
What?

　What are you talking about?　Tennysin makes a face, "I'm sorry.
　But right after that--

This is ...... crawling in. These guys are queuing up and stuff. They're all very well behaved and disgusting!
I think you've figured it out.

　And the cell seems to have done it right.

　I asked Cell for a demonstration - a sort of advance event.
　A Tennessee dungeon where you can interact with a rare monster, Margaret, who is also a rare monster.

　We advertised it and gathered fans of Margaret.
　I only had one day to advertise it - well, about half a day.
　Still, it attracted a lot of people. A lot of them, to the chagrin of Tenesin, it seems.

"Hey, it's over 10,000, and it's still going to grow: ...... How many people are going to come, you son of a b*tc*!

　Tennysin yells at me.

　His face was the biggest grin I've ever seen on his face.

'This is what she attracts,'
............

　Tennesin grinned and stared at Margaret silently.
　Margaret pulled back a bit. Yeah, I know.

　I know, but Tennysin's grin just means there are a lot of people entering.

'You can tell if it's true by putting this in front of the people who come in.
Hmph!　I'm not going to do anything you say.

　As he said this, the Margaret-like figure in front of him disappeared.

'Cheers ...... why are you all worshipping, dude!　And he's starting to form his own line, man!

　And it seems to have properly put Margaret Doubleday in front of her fans in the dungeon.
　By the way, Margaret Doubleday is weak.

　She's level 99, and even if she's canned, she's still at full ability F.
　She's probably weak even if she reaches her talent limit in the Tennessee Dungeon's Mokoku.

　The proof of this is that the cell that asked her to escort the fans and told her to let me know right away if anything happened has not said anything.

　She would be the perfect opponent for the fans to "pay a visit" to.

Now you know how popular she is and how much of a crowd she attracts, right?
Yeah, that's a real thing.
I can give you more of this.
Hmph. There'll be more humans if we do that.

　Tennysin glanced at me, whether he was being stubborn or turned away.
　I took out a proportional bullet and showed it to him.

'Here.'
That's what you did to yourself.
"Give the power to her, not to me. It's for her, not me.

　You can name the dungeon, with a genie.

　The rare monster is a Margaret Pseudo, but if she herself becomes Margaret Tennesin with the powers of a dungeon and a genie, the Margaret Pseudo becomes real.
　That's what idols and idols are for.

　In fact, it's not completely real, it's more like "90% real" or something like that, and there's even the possibility that you could meet her more comfortably than the real thing.

　With that thought in mind, I further persuade Tennysin.

'If you do that, more of her fans will come.
More to come: ......
Yeah, more than that.
More .......

　Me, who assures him, Tenesin who murmurs.

　Tenesin finds herself completely enthralled by the future I've shown her.