Hashemi's Dungeon Association, President's Office.

　I came to visit Aaron, the owner of the room, with two of my friends, Emily and Celeste.

　When I told Aaron all about the dungeon cleaning and its plans, he looked at Emily and Celeste with a very surprised look on his face.

''Well, I didn't expect 'Our Lady' to come all the way to the 'Queen of Hellfire'.
Our Lady?

　I look at Emily.
　Emily looked troubled.

'The Queen of Hellfire?'

　I look at Celeste.
　Celeste nodded quietly with a mature smile.

'Two aliases, huh?'
'There's more of Emily than me, though. 'The Little Giant,' 'Our Lady of the Strong Arm,' 'One Swing and the Rock Shattered, Seriously.' There's a lot going on.
I've heard that one before.
Well, I'm embarrassed to hear that.
'Well, that's fine, it's cool. Besides, 'Holy Mother' is the kind of word that's meant for Emily.
If other statuses exist, Emily could just as easily be Cooking A, Kindness A, and Mom A.
Mama A. That's great.

　It's more like Mama S.
　I wouldn't say that's the case with Aaron, an outsider.

　Emily is looking more and more troubled.
　It's just the truth, but I don't want to say any more because it would embarrass her.

''So, if Emily and Celeste reduce their stock, throw in the adventurers that are always in there. I'll buy the drop off.
'Okay--thank you!

　Aaron stood up and bowed deeply to us.

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　We leave the Dungeon Society building and are in a deserted city.
　Me, Emily and Celeste face each other there.

'So I'm sorry, but please,'
I'll take care of it. The forecast says there won't be a magic storm for a week from now, so I'll do what I can.
Yes, thank you so much.
That ...... Yoda.
What's going on?
Someone's been watching us.

　Emily as she spoke, her gaze wasn't on me, but on the other side.

　When I looked in that direction, I saw a man in the shadows far away, staring at me.
　The man and his dark eyes were shrouded in darkness.

'Do you know each other?'
You don't sound like that.
It's that guy Randall.

　Aaron introduced me to a young man, a buyer, when I first came to Hashemi.
　Now he's staring at me with those dark eyes of his.

"It's hard to blame him.
Mr. Yoda, are you all right?
It's okay, it's been a handful of times before. More than that.

　I look from Randall to both Emily and Celeste.
　I stare straight at my two friends.

'I want to save this city. First, the dungeon.

　They looked at me and then at the deserted streets around us.

'Yes, this should be our priority.
You're in charge!

　They were both motivated by their own words.

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　The city of Hashemi at night.
　We had come to a stall in a deserted corner of the city.

　We were given a seat in the corner and ordered some food.

　I look around before the food is brought to me.
　There were four men at a table away from me, playing a bet with dice.

　I'm not sure of the rules, but they are so enthusiastic about it, and the money on the table is coming and going.

　It may be a rather costly game.

Sorry, sir, don't you like that?

　I heard a voice from above my head.
　I looked and saw that the stall owner had just brought me the food I had ordered.

'No, not really. Just pure curiosity as to what he's doing.
I see. There isn't much entertainment in this town to begin with. With the recent economic downturn, the people who provide us with entertainment have been the first to flee, not the first to leave.
They're gone?
You have to be able to afford that kind of thing. There's a chance that a bakery could be built in the cold village, but there's no way you can build a cake shop.
I see.

　The owner, with a bitter look on his face, left his food and went back to his stall.

　He looks at the customers who are betting on the dice.
　Hashemi's situation, it's not that bad, but I can't see the future either.

　So that's about it.

　I took a bite of my food, paid, and left the stall.
　I walked down the street of Hashemi where there was almost no light and came to a deserted place.

　There were a few people in front of me and a few behind me.

　Men hiding their identities with masked masks surrounded me.

　They were emitting a decent amount of murderous energy.

　I knew it.

　I'm a bit of a jerk.

　As soon as I saw Randall in daylight, I had a feeling this was going to happen.
　There have been a few stories before, where I've been in the way and they've been releasing assassins to try and make it go away.

　I expected that.
　So this is how I worked alone to lure them out.

　It's tricky to get side-tracked after the calcium thing is going on.
　Clean it up, and if you want to intimidate me, it's now.

　The assassin jumped at me silently.
　He might be quite professional in the sense that he doesn't waste time on unnecessary exchanges.
　I steeled myself and drew my two pistols --

　Pow!
　Boom!
　Gushyaaaah!

　In the next moment, instead of me, who wasn't moving at all, someone interrupted and killed the assassins instantly.

''--Eve!

　It was Eve, the ChemoMimi bunny girl.

'Why are you here. Well, Eve read it too.
No. I had to wear a low level because of the carrots.
...... I see, you're going to do it this time.

　Eve nods quietly.
　You stick with me, and when you need something, you get it.

It's amazing though, killing three people in the blink of an eye.
No big deal, not even a .01 low level.
I'm a unit?
One carrot.
'Is that a lot or a little!

　Eve looked at the assassins lying on the ground, moaning.

'What do we do?'
Yeah?
Should I do something about the rabbit?
That 'something' sounds terribly scary.
Rabbits are cruel.
'I know!　You're going to chew out kids and stuff!

　It brought back the trauma of the breeding committee in elementary school.
　Hold back the tears for a second.

"Fine, don't do anything.
Are you sure?
'It's become an act of demonstration, so it doesn't matter now. Right now it's more about helping Hashemi and Calcium.
Okay. Good luck with the rabbit.
You can count on me.

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　The City of Hashemi, Randall's Buying House
　In that most luxurious room, Randall, after receiving a report from his men, Don!　I hit the table.
　The fine table is dented and my hand is ripped open and bleeding.

'You're trying to tell me it's not even in your eyes ...... lick me.

　Randall's blue muscles were twitching so much that his veins felt like they were going to bust.