Nihonium dungeon, fifth basement floor.

As Dungeon Snow descended, I was hunting Red Skeleton three times faster than normal.

Red Skeletons are three times faster than regular skeletons. The bullet hit rate is clearly poor.

It's something that shoots at other monsters and hits almost 100%, but if it's this guy, it's about 90% or not.

Clearly, it often comes off enough to feel physically.

"Come on!"

It's not just fast, Red Skeleton has the properties to accelerate even more when it's knocked out.

If you take off the first shot, you won't be able to get more hands on it, and the hitting rate after the second shot drops to about 70% with your body feel.

One out of every three shots is a calculation.

That said, even 70% are still high.

I'm using infinite lightning bolts for that, so I don't care how much you take off.

"Why don't you, that's a bit of a crush?"

I panicked to think that if I was shooting randomly, one of these days I could hit it and knock it down - I changed my mind.

It's the same as when HP and health are S and most attacks stop working, S and infinity, and when you get new and powerful powers, you get to stick around and move inert, and you get chronic.

That's not good enough, I pulled myself together.

I counted in my mind, for now I started because it hits 90% of my body, 10 shots and 9.

A red skeleton suddenly emerges from the wall and raids, surprised by the Nihonium-specific wall.

Calm it down, avoid it, shoot it out in one shot.

That's 10 out of 11, 90.9%. It's up about 1%.

Pick up the seeds, give them an MP, and look for the next target.

Now it's an ambush from the ceiling, this too, calmly aim, and shoot through with one blow.

eleven twelfths, to 91.6%.

Where I tried to pick up the seed, I was targeted by a new red skeleton.

Avoid the attack and strike back - the bullet came off.

The bullet dropped to 11 out of 13 and the hit rate dropped to 84.6% at once.

"Mmmm...... Phew"

The hit rate dropped all at once, but if you panic here, it's even lower and negative spiral.

I stop, take a deep breath, let it calm down, and concentrate even more.

Defeat the coming out, aim and shoot down until critical.

I always tried to calculate the hit rate and give it away.

Strangely enough, being aware of the numbers clearly raised my focus.

That's not all, I was more motivated than usual.

Concentration and motivation.

Two of them got on top of the high status, and I doubled up on the fifth floor of the Nihonium basement.

By noon, the MP had risen from C to B and the hit rate had also exceeded 98%.

I left Nihonium and came back home once.

"Good luck"

Welcome home, sir.

Elsa and Emily were in the garage upstairs.

They sat across the table, drinking tea.

There are sandwiches and bite-sized sweets on the table.

The time is noon, but it's like tee time with air and a menu.

"How about one for you, too, Mr. Lyota?

"I'm going to make you some tea."

That's what Emily said, running upstairs with a bummer.

I'm left standing next to Elsa, bending over and pinching one sandwich.

Strawberry jam sandwich. It was so well sweetened that it replenished my energy in a good way for my over-concentrated and drained body.

"What do you say?

"Yeah, what?

"That... tastes like a sandwich"

"It's delicious, I'm just so tired this morning"

"... Ya"

Elsa modestly gasped under her chest for some reason.

"Why are you gut-posing?

"Huh? No, it's..."

"The sandwich is handmade by Elsa."

Emily answered instead. She's coming down from upstairs with my share of tea. She's nicer than usual.

"Emily didn't make this."

"Yes, me and Mr. Elsa made it together. Yoda is eating 100% of what Elsa made."

"Heh."

Take another strawberry jam sandwich and throw it in your mouth.

"Yeah, it's still good. I was usually convinced that Emily made it, but Elsa cooked really well, too."

"Oh, thank you"

Elsa dyed her cheeks and nagged.

"Um... can I make it again..."

"Are you going to make it? Glad to hear that."

"I'll make it! I'm going to make something delicious."

Elsa to be impatient.

That motivation made me look forward to Russia, wondering what I'm going to make next.

Drink the tea Emily brewed for me and pinch more sandwiches to replenish my energy.

"Yeah, just in case, why don't you do some bookkeeping?"

That is, give the ledger to Elsa.

"Is that a bookkeeping?

"Oh, I want to try this afternoon hunting after figuring out the numbers"

In the morning we hunted while calculating the hit rate.

The hitting rate that rises with every single knock down felt good with a small sense of accomplishment each time.

Feelings were reflected in my concentration, I tried my best to give it even more and gave it a hit rate of 98% without taking a single shot off from the result.

I wanted to do the same thing in the afternoon.

I wanted to grasp the numbers and try to see what would happen with a small sense of accomplishment.

Until yesterday it was a big accomplishment that came with dokan, I booked it after I finished it and felt good to see the increased numbers all at once.

Good, but it's also true that he was a little sloppy at the end.

I thought that if we build up a small sense of accomplishment, we could maintain our focus all the way down the road and make more money as a result.

"Okay, wait a minute, please"

Elsa took my ledger and booked it.

"Thank you for waiting. Your balance is increasing."

"More? Not reduced."

"It's increasing, about half a million"

"To?"

For a moment, I said, "Why? I thought."

I haven't made any money since last night.

I dared to book it because I delivered it all I could think of, so something could have been pulled off this morning.

There will be no increase even if there is a decrease, it should be...

"It's true. It's nearly half a million more, it's named... Indore?

It's the name of the city.

"... oh, taxes"

Ha ha.

But Indore told me he'd give me a piece of the tax.

Does that mean you came in early?

"Taxes?

Elsa with her neck hanging.

I explained to her one thing about Indore and how it ended.

"I see. Is that a tax? But it's amazing, isn't it, unearned?"

"Well, if you ask me, yes."

Unearned, sounds good.

I'm the one who attacked the Indore dungeon and doubled the dungeon drop even more, so it's a legitimate reward, but I'm pretty sure it's still unearned.

Even if I keep my mouth shut next time, the money keeps coming in from Indore.

Lottery money, interest life, building apartments and rental income, coupon life full of stocks.

That's the kind of unearned life of dreams.

It's a little heartbreaking that that clearly showed up as a number.

"Yeah...... does the money come in like this? That's Yoda, who lives in taxes."

"I'm going to the dungeon, but even if this keeps coming in,"

"It's more amazing!

"- Ah."

Suddenly I slap my hand as if Elsa remembered something.

"What's going on?"

"There was another deposit...... wow, this is amazing"

"What the hell is wrong with you?

"It's reimbursement. Mr Lyota, the amount of money bought this year exceeded 30 million, so taxes will drop just a little. Since yesterday, the difference has returned."

"Back off? Aren't you going up?

I gave Elsa the ledger because she had a deposit, and she booked it with a hand she was just used to.

The deposit itself was 20,000 pyrros and not a significant amount.

"Yes, I'm going down. Is the city that Mr. Lyota was in front going up?

"You mean the city... sort of"

At progressive tax rates, if you make some money, it is often the other way around that taxes go up and down.

That's exactly what I did when I was a student.

It doesn't cost taxes up to a million yen a year on a part-time basis, but if it goes over a million yen, he loses money by holding taxes the other way around.

That's why I was trying not to make money by adjusting it appropriately.

"Cyclo lowers taxes as buyouts go up. The adventurers will stick around and dive in the dungeon."

"I see."

That's a more humane story. I don't know what the secondary effects will be though.

20,000 pillows filled out in the ledger, a fairly small object for the forehead.

The 20,000 bucks in the results I've been building up have given me a great sense of accomplishment.