Inside Cyclo's mansion, the buyout place.

　There, where the sign for the repayment of the swallow's favor has been removed, I watch the actions of both Elsa and Ena.

　The two of them are appraising the milk I brought back.
　Checking it for color and taste and all that.
　We did a lot of things, looked up, made eye contact, and nodded at each other.

　Apparently, they've come to a conclusion.

'Here you go,'
What do you think, Elsa?
Yes, it's definitely a new milk that's not what you've ever had in calcium: ...... Just.
"Just?
The taste is on the low side compared to what we have now: ......

　Elsa said apologetically, and Ena added.

'It's too high in fat, this tastes too dull to take. Not that there's no use for it, though.'
'Yeah. No, that's okay.
'That's true, too, because we can just improve it again.
That's part of it.
"But?

　Ena tilted her head and asked back.

'I'd prefer it to be something other than milk if possible. About half the dungeon. To be frank, Hashemi's problem is the overproduction of milk, right?
Oh.
I see. I need less milk on the floor.

　'That's what I mean,' I nodded.

Well, for now, we know that we can continue to make improvements as before. The only thing left to do is to improve it as often as possible.

　　　　　★

　Calcium Dungeon, first basement floor.
　With the cow model in hand and the ability to call up minotaurs everywhere, I decided to take Eve and start on the ground floor.

　Do we alternate between the milk and non-milk floors, or do we divide the floors into blocks by type?
　I'll think about that now, but either way, I've decided to change the ground floor to give it some symbolic meaning.

　I'll put the model on that ground floor and take my distance with Eve.

'Low level,'
Yeah?
I'll let the rabbit do the rest.

　Eve is a Huns!　I snorted.

'Leave it to you?'
The rabbit couldn't do anything.

　Eve is stronger than usual, even her tone of voice is heartier than usual.
　For a moment I wondered what he was talking about ...... I see.
　I saw Eve glaring at the model of a cow waiting for hagremonos as if it were the avenger of her parents, and I had some idea.

　I've been saying for a while now that he's going to be active this time, but I think he got blindsided by the Minotaur battle earlier.
　So that's why you're motivated to do it.

　Nevertheless, breeding is a long-term game.
　In order to do it on an ongoing basis, I'll have to topple the minotaur and make it drop.
　So, speaking of things I can leave up to Eve.

The only thing I can do is stall the minotaur, is that okay?

　Eve nodded as fast as she could.

'That's the plan. Rabbits are the type of people who can figure out what they can do.'
Okay.

　I'm grateful for that.
　I'm thankful that I don't have to convince them or worry about complications.

　That being the case, I won't be out for a while.
　I let my guard down completely and went into spectator mode.

　After a while, the cow model hatched into a minotaur.
　The air in the dungeon was once again tinted with that of a dungeon master.

　The bellowing minotaur, the killing spirit pierced my skin with a tingle.
　Still, I didn't move.

　Eve jumped out from the side.
　I trust Eve and leave it all to her.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it.

　And - a hand sword.
　He slammed in the gentle looking hand sword that is synonymous with Eve.

　Slow, four at the same time.

　Quiet, fast and slow.
　Such a strange Eve's special move.

　The Minotaur's four limbs were blown off in an instant.

　The minotaur lost its four limbs and rolled on the ground.
　It immediately went into revival mode.

　A total of fourteen small minotaurs, seven males and seven females.
　As soon as they appeared, one of them was sacrificed and the minotaur's limbs regenerated - almost at the same time as the minotaur's limbs regenerated.

'The rabbits won't allow it,'

　Eve blew up her extremities again as fast as she could.

　I could tell she was concentrating on things, because she blew them up at almost the same time as the regeneration.
　I repeated the process.
　Together with the first one, I did it a total of fifteen times.

　All the stock was used up, and the minotaur rolled to the ground.

'Rabbit, mission complete.'
Yeah, good job.

　Eve let down her guard.
　After a while, the time needed to improve the breed passed, and I lightly shot a growth bullet into the stuck minotaur's brow, knocking it down and finishing the improvement.

　　　　　Stars.

'Phew. ......'

　Earlier in the evening, after defeating the angel and dropping the milk, I exhaled the breath that had accumulated in my lungs.
　The breath I exhaled with fatigue was chock full of two words: laborious.

　It had been improved nearly ten times since then, but the milk was still milk.
　For me, I wanted to be something other than milk, and that meant I was done with toil for the rest of the day.

　Well, it's no use, let's pull out for today.
　I still have some energy left with Eve's help, but I've promised Emily that I won't work at night.

　It's going to be a long game this time, so more and more I decide not to work hard today.

　I spoke to Eve.

'Let's call it a day.'
Is that it?
Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow.
...... Got it.

　Eve knocked me over and tucked the minotaur-dropped cow doll into the cleavage of her bunny suit.
　It was a decent-sized model, but it fit neatly into Eve's chest, making it look one size larger.

　I gulped - and gulped down a gulp as my throat felt like it was going to ring.

'You're taking that with you?'
I'll have the rabbit.

　Eve nodded quietly.
　You don't want to miss out on anything, do you?

　Well, it's not that difficult to figure out, since she's going to take care of you.

Well, let's go.
The rabbit had to run an errand.
Yeah?　Okay, I'll be home first then.

　Eve's separation was the usual thing, so I didn't really question it, and I went back to the mansion at the gate that opened when I came.

　　　　　☆

　The next morning.
　After getting up and getting ready, I came to the dining room.

　My friends are taking Emily's breakfast.

　By the way, there's only Alice and Emily left.

　Morning is not always a good time to get together.
　We go to work sequentially, starting with the ones that are ready, and the ones that are relatively ready are at night.

　So it's a normal scene in a way that only two people are left: .......

'No Eve?'
'Eve?　I'm not here?
He hasn't been home since yesterday.
He's not home?

　I asked back, and Emily nodded quietly.

'Yes, sir, he wasn't there when I locked the door for the night or when I woke up in the morning.
Yeah, they're eating grass out there, aren't they?
Eve would say something like, 'Rabbits don't eat grass, they only eat carrots.'
You're gonna say it.

　Alice, Emily, and the three of us were laughing at each other.
　As they did so.

'Eve,'

　Alice said, looking behind me.
　I turned around and saw Eve there.

　Her bunny ears were standing on end and her eyes were glazed over, but she had dark circles under her eyes.
　I wondered what was wrong with her, but I shook off the earlier story.

'By the looks of it, you didn't come home yesterday?　Where were you eating roadside grass?
Rabbits only eat carrots.

　We giggled and smiled at the reply we thought we'd get - but we didn't.

'So I don't need this,'

　Eve continued, tossing a chunk of meat onto the table.

'What's this?'
Rabbits don't eat beef.
No, I can kind of see that it's beef.

　Cows and pigs and chickens, the meats we eat most often, are somewhat recognizable at a glance.
　I get it, but I don't.

"Dropped.
...... where?

　The moment I heard the word "drop", I thought of what was going on in my head.
　As I listened back, my eyes stared at Eve's breasts.

　The breasts are the same size as usual - the model isn't there.
　What if--.

'Calcium ground floor.'

　I knew it.

　And from that, I'm guessing.

"You spent the night improving it.
You're too sensitive for your own good.

　Eve gave me the chop.
　There was one model, and Eve could only do it once.

　After that one time, Eve seemed to have made some improvements.