417. Carbon sign




 The new mansion--the basement level of the Vanadium Dungeon, a hall that resembles a former basement.

 I was standing alone in the center of the hall, expanding my consciousness.

 Surrounding me - one of the signs I'm feeling swells up.
 I hold the gun I've already pulled out and shoot a normal round at it.

 A bullet that cuts through the air and flies through the air.
 A pong on its trajectory, and a haggler hatches.

 Slime.
 The monster in the first basement floor of Telluride John, the first monster I defeated, and the one I have a special place in my heart for.
 The slime, which is always ripped out for some kind of test, was shot out by a normal bullet as soon as it hatched.

 I look around.
 I'm the center of a circle of sprouts within the distance of the hagremonos hatching.

 The current slime also hatched from one of them.

 This time I gently close my eyelids.
 I caught a sign in the darkness.

 Unlike the slime from earlier, the atmosphere swelled at the same time.
 The sprouts you placed at the same time are about to hatch (...) one after another.

 I read the order in which they are hatching from the size of the signs, and I follow that order with my eyes closed, shooting normal bullets into them.

 Looks like a random shot, actually a sniper of the hatching order.

 When I opened my eyes, there wasn't a single slime in sight, and the normal bullets from the haglemono slime drops were lying where the original sprouts were.

'Awesome, Lyota,'

 Alice appeared with a crackle and a clap of her hands.
 With her fellow monsters on her shoulders, she walks in with a marveled look on her face and comes to my side.

'I was watching you.'
'Yes! The timing was perfect. Almost as soon as I got to the haggle, I couldn't do anything about it and it just shot out of there. Not only do I know where it was, I know the timing.
Yeah, I think I get it.
That's great. Hey, guys, what do you see?
Yeah, ...... traffic lights, I guess.
A signal?

 I knew you couldn't tell, or there wouldn't be any traffic lights in this world.
 I decided to go into more detail.

It's kind of like everything has a signal. Blue is okay, yellow is almost dangerous. When it turns red, it's like it never stops turning into something bad.
Heh.
Well, it's a bit of a mixed bag at the moment, because it's hard to know if it's going to be of any use to you if it's a haggle.
Oh, come on. You're doing great as you are. And you know what?
And?
With Lyota, I'm sure its power will only grow, or Lyota will come up with a really good use for it.
Thank you.

 I was comfortable with Alice's trust.
 I had originally intended to do so, but I was getting more and more inclined to do so.
 I was going to think of a better way to use this ability, I thought.

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 Cyclodungeon Association, President's Office.

 I was invited in, and I was facing the president's cell.

 As soon as I sat down, Cell bowed lightly.

'I've been informed, thanks to Satou-sama, that the carbon crisis has been resolved.
Yeah.
Not only that, they've found out why. But the entrance has remained open ever since.
That's good to hear.
I've been listening to the details. It was something that no one but Sato-sama could have solved. That's one word for it. If it weren't for Sato-sama, Cyclo would have been torn apart.
That's an exaggeration.

 I chuckled.
 For some reason, Cell, who's making me sound like a believer, has an exaggeration in every word.

'No matter,'

 But Cell shook his head clearly.

'If you imagine the worst-case scenario, that adventurer could have been wiped out when we were first trapped.
That's ...... right.

 In fact, that possibility was very high.
 Considering how I got this power(,) and how I got this power (,), that was a "lock me up until I die" kind of thing.

 I could sense that kind of awareness from the movement of the dungeon.

'As you know, there were a lot of star owners this time. There were a lot of leaders of each family. When they all disappeared at once--
Yeah, big deal.

 Somehow I imagined a situation where all the middle managers in the company were gone at once.
 It would definitely create a huge mess.

Satou-sama, who prevented that from happening, is a literal savior.
That's why I said no.

 I could say that clearly this time.
 There will be some confusion, but not enough to call me a savior for that.

 Cell is still a cell, after all, and there's a bit of a 'believer' in it for nothing.

''So, I need to talk to Satou-sama about something.
"Consult?
I would like permission to install a sign at the entrance to Carbon.
A sign?
A sign to publicize the ban on carbon and the rules that Master Sato has clarified for us.
You don't need to ask me about that.

 My instincts whispered, "Wait.

 That's exactly what it is, "You don't need to ask me that.

 Like the fact that Cell is the head of the dungeon society, he doesn't need my permission to set that up.
 And yet you asked me.
 They came to ask for my permission.

 A pawn.

 As soon as those words crossed my mind, something popped into my mind.

'Hey, what kind of sign is that?'
......

 Cell didn't answer, but looked away.
 That convinced me.

'You made it again, man.'
You know, I don't know what you're talking about.

 Something fell out of the bosom of my impatient, upset cell.
 It was my figure that fell to the floor with a thump.
 It's a figure of me that Cell always makes.

 It's a three-dimensional figure of me attacking Carbon.

 I pick it up and stare at it.
 Then, on the base of the figure, there was a pea-sized piece of writing on the base of the figure.

'The sign is tiny!'
Jeez, the real thing will be life-size, one-sixth scale, and the sign will be six times that size.
'It's still small! It's not a note in the contract. No one's going to read it if it's this small.
But any louder than this and it will hamper Satou-sama's courage.
You're losing your mind!

 Totally, he'd be a pretty fine person if it weren't for places like this (、、、、、): .......

Anyway, I don't care about the statue, the sign should be twice as big as this one, or at least three times as big.

 As it is, it's the size of a 'don't pay attention'.

 Cell reluctantly accepted it, just say this and you'll be fine.

'Satou-sama,'

 Suddenly, Cell calls my name.
 I look at him again to see what's going on, and I'm surprised to see that he has a very straight face for a change.

'Thank you,'

 Finally, thank you for a straight face.
 It caught me off guard and I thought it was a bit unfair.