Cyclodungeon Association, Office of the Chairman.

In a lavish room, as if it were an aristocratic consul chamber, he reported the case to the cell for resolution.

Cell gradually glanced at him as he spoke and smiled in a good mood as he was surprised to say that he had stopped the night drop altogether.

"That's Mr. Satou, such a quick and perfect solution, his nose is still high after asking for it"

"This should have completely eliminated the problem at night. The chances of an adventurer hunt in the daytime are untouched, but you won't have a problem with that."

"Uhm. Daytime wolves are there for someone."

Cell nodded even more satisfactorily.

The report is over, and now we're really down to one thing.

Cell lifted me up a lot.

I still throw a compliment, but I was secretly vigilant.

It just feels good when my beautiful girl's sister calls me "That's just great," but I'm scared that when the stalker nobleman tells me "That's just great," the figure is still going to fall off.

That's why I was wary of that... it didn't come.

"Yes, I had another consultation with Master Satoh."

"Hmm?"

Cell accidentally changed his expression.

On my face - I got a less serious but more serious face.

"This year's annual awards, we're talking about becoming Satou-like."

"What's wrong with that story?

"I want you to demonstrate if you can, in front of the masses"

"Demonstration?"

"It's similar to a harvest festival. Defeat prepared monsters to show strength. Unlike that one, I want you to defeat me after I have prepared a powerful whole. The feat is where we all know it, but it's still easier to visually and visually appeal on the spot"

"I see."

I was just a little surprised, it was a really serious story.

I know what you're trying to say, what you've asked for and why.

"Then it's not a repetition, normally - or flashy defeat."

"That's right, Master Satoh, I didn't expect you to understand before the rest of us request it"

"Okay, I took it."

It's not about saying no, rather I think I'll have to do this too, beyond taking on the award.

It's like responsibility.

"Thank you. Then let's get the poster mass-produced."

"Poster?"

"Um, it's a lesson to make something for all the awardees. Master Satou is the finest 7 awards. If it's a family, there's a raven 5, a hammer 2, and the other two 1 -"

"Wait, wait, wait."

There was more information at once and confusion. I put my hand on my forehead while holding one hand to stop explaining the cell.

Think about it.

"What's a poster?

"There's a prototype right here"

That's what the cell said and opened the poster in a barrel.

Designed more like a trading card than a poster, with my name and seven lines of ( ) notation below it.

And it depicts me (,,,,,,,) defeating the adventurer hunt.

"A stalker -!!

"Let me use this figure"

"If you think it's a figure, it's a poster!

"As usual, we plan to issue a commemorative bill version."

That's what I said. I also took out the big cards. The schematics are exactly the same.

"You have a trekka too!

"It's very popular with runaway adventurers and children, some maniacs"

"You'll be there! It's almost a baseball card!

"There is also a limited edition. I let them all make a collective edition in honor of the award for all the Lyota family."

"How much!?

"More - Oops"

Gotton.

A figure fell on the floor, the same pose as the card, the figure of me who defeated the adventurer hunt.

"Excuse me, I also have a full combination of two shots of Master Satoh and his people. The two-shot version is reasonable after considering 5 -"

"Don't get figured out or I knew you were making it!!

I think I'm going to get too far into it and something's wrong with my throat and head.

The cell that explains the card story, the awards ceremony, is the man himself who can.

...... but.

Stalkers who can work are horrible, that's what I thought.