New mansion - vanadium dungeon basement ground floor, hall mimicking the former basement.
I stood alone in the middle of the hall, spreading my consciousness.
Surround me - one of the signs I'm feeling swells.
Put up the gun you already pulled out and normally shoot a bullet at it.
Bullets that cut air and fly away.
Pong on that track, and Haglemon hatched.
Slime.
Terre Dungeon Monster on the first basement floor, the first thoughtful monster I defeated.
As soon as he hatched, the bullet usually shot through the slime that was carried out every time he tested something.
Look around all the time.
Sprouts are arranged in a circular fashion around me, at a distance where hagglers hatch.
The current slime hatched from one of them.
Now I gently closed my eyelids.
Grab the signs in the dark.
Unlike the slime earlier, the signs swell at the same time.
The sprouts placed at the same time are about to hatch one after the other.
Having read the order of hatching from the size of the signs, I usually shoot the bullets in along that order with my eyes closed.
Looks random, actually sniping in hatching order.
When I opened my eyes, there was not a single slime and the normal bullet in the hagglemono slime drop was rolling where the original sprouts were.
"Awesome, Lyota."
Patchy, patchy, and Alice appearing with her hands slapped.
With the fellow monsters on her shoulders, she came in with a stunned look and came by my side.
"I've been watching."
"Yeah! The timing was perfect. The moment I almost became a hagglery thing, I couldn't do anything and I was shot straight through. It's not just the place, it's the timing."
"Oh, I think I get it"
"It's amazing after all. Hey, hey, hey. How does it look?
"Right... signal, something like that"
"Shingo broom?
I don't know, there's no signal in this world.
I decided to go into more detail.
"I mean, it feels like every thing has a signal on it. Blue is fine, yellow is about to be dangerous. When it turns red, I can't stop being a haggler anymore, can I?"
"Heh."
"Well, if it turns out to be a hagglery thing, I don't know the other way around, so it's kind of a subtle place to use it right now."
"Fine, it's amazing enough as it is now. Besides."
"And?"
"It's about Lyota, so I think the power will grow more or Lyota will come up with a really good way to use it."
"Thanks"
I liked Alice's trust.
I was going to do that originally, but I was more and more concerned about it.
I thought I'd come up with a way to make good use of this ability.
Cyclodungeon Association, Office of the Chairman.
I was invited to face the chairman's cell.
When I sat down, the cell lowered its head gently.
"Reports have been received, and thanks to Master Satoh, the carbon crisis has been resolved."
"Oh."
"Not only did we find out what was causing it. Since then, the entrance has not been closed and remains open."
"That's good"
"They also let me know the details. Nothing that could have been resolved except Dear Sato. Content. That's all I can say. If it weren't for Lady Satou, Cyclo would have rattled."
"That's too much."
I grinned.
For some reason, the cell feels like my followers. There's something about the language that I exaggerate.
"No."
but Cell shook his head clearly.
"Imagine the worst, when you first got locked up, that adventurer could have been wiped out"
"That's... right"
Rather, it was very likely.
Considering how I got this power (,,), that's something like "trap till death".
From the movement of the dungeon, that kind of consciousness was felt.
"As I know, this time I had a lot. There was also a great deal of leadership in each family. When it's gone all at once..."
I see. It's a big deal.
Somehow, I imagined a situation where the middle management positions in the company were gone at the same time.
It would undoubtedly create a great deal of confusion.
"Master Satoh, who prevented it, is a literal savior."
"So overstated"
Now I could clearly say that.
There will be confusion, but that's not enough to be called the Savior.
After all, the cell, there's something about it that looks like a "believer" in vain.
"So I'd like to talk to Mr. Satou about one thing."
"Consultation?"
"I would like permission to install a sign at the entrance to Carbon"
"Billboard?"
"It's a sign to publicize the carbon ban, the rules Master Satoh has figured out for me."
You don't have to ask me.
My mind whispered, "Wait."
"You don't have to ask me that."
The same goes for the cell being the president of the dungeon association, but you don't need my permission to install it.
Yet I asked.
Came to get my permission.
Words.
As soon as the words turned heads, something came to mind.
"Hey, what kind of sign is that?
……
Cell did not answer and turned away.
So I was sure.
"You made it again, you."
"Well, I don't know..."
In a hurry, something fell from the nostalgia of an upset cell.
Gotton, and it was my figure that made the noise and fell to the floor.
That's my figure the cell always makes.
It's stereoscopic where I'm attacking carbon.
Pick it up and watch.
Then on the pedestal of the figure was written a letter of bean grain size.
"It's a small sign!
"Ji, the real thing is going to be equal in size, one-sixth scale, so the sign is going to be this sixfold too"
"Still small! It's not a precaution in the contract. You're so small, no one's gonna read it."
"But if you get any bigger than this, it will be an obstacle to Master Satoh's bravery."
"Main fall!"
Damn, I'd be a pretty good person without a place like this...
"Anyway, I don't care about the statue, so the sign is twice this - no, I need you to triple it up"
It's the size you just said, "Don't pay attention" as it is.
Cell reluctantly accepted it, which would be fine to say.
"Dear Satou,"
Well, the cell called my name.
When I look at him again for something, I'm surprised he's very, very true.
"Thanks"
Thank you in the face for the last time.
I was surprised and thought it was a little sloppy.