"Thank you, take the time"
All over the city of Cyclo, I walked with Cliff to the dungeon.
Cliff and I are one of the members of a party we met shortly after I came into the world over here.
The party was one in which the captain's man was dreaming and growing up and putting his employees on a clean footing and doing things like a black company that used to crush his men.
That was Cliff there, and I didn't see him and I helped him.
Since then, independently, the Cliff family under the Lyota family umbrella - working hard in a secondary organization-like way.
"I don't mind. It's rarer to come all the way out here and invite me to the dungeon with you than that. You got something for me?
"It's... you can see it"
"I see."
Cliff clouded his words, but I can imagine how much it would be from his mouth.
Without daring to ask, I decided to try to do what I was told first.
After a while, I came to the silicon dungeon.
The daytime dungeons are also quite busy on the table.
Adventurers entering and leaving, and outdoor shops selling tools and equipment around the dungeons.
By the way, the merchandise in the store just outside these dungeons is expensive, but given the distance back to the tool shop in the town centre, there are quite a few adventurers who want to buy even a little bit more expensive, and surprisingly, it's not a bad sell.
The individual business owners in the original world say hey, adventure producers.
A good percentage of people think about buying time with money.
Coming there, Cliff stopped his leg.
You're not going inside the dungeon? I tried to ask, but Cliff didn't say anything in particular, and waited.
So I waited, too, until I knew something at a glance.
By the way, that was the right thing to do.
"It's late!!
Secondly, the yelling was so stubborn that it echoed around me.
When I looked at the yelling voice, there was a bunch of adventurers.
There is one man who looks like a leader, and about ten other armed adventurers in all.
In time, one of them was getting yelled at and smaller.
"I can't believe I'm late!
"Excuse me! My wife suddenly..."
"I don't care about that! You're reflecting!
"Yes!
"Okay! Then let's give it a chance to salvage it."
In an instant, I "got it," and my brow was so tight that I could tell.
"You do the voice of the day"
"Yes!
When the angry man responded, the adventurers formed a circle.
"Today! I'll be the best hunter!
When the late man raised his voice, the other adventurers caught fire and began to raise their voices one after the other.
"No! It's me!
"No, it's me!
"I'm the best!
"It's me!
"It's me!!
"It's me!!!
One after another, he appeals to "it's me," and when he does, he raises his hand.
It's like a religious ritual from the side, but they did it to the end with no doubt at all.
Then we take a circle and go into the dungeon one after the other.
After the leader's man also left, the late man entered the scene nagging.
"And so it is."
After it was all over, Cliff opened his mouth.
I snorted back.
"Oh, I'll see when I see it. Exactly."
"Now I know better."
Cliff laughed bitterly.
"That's the same thing as us, right?"
"Oh, it's the same. Push it to the extreme and make it feel like your will by making it say it from your own mouth after brainwashing"
I laughed bitterly too.
It was one of the patterns I used to see when I was over there.
"Right. That guy, by the way. I don't feel good about brainwashing, but I recently got married, so I can't seem to stop."
"It's not funny. There is."
"And so I say"
Cliff cut the story again there and cut to the point.
"I'm going to scout and headhunt them individually"
"Do you pull through"
"Yes. At least I'm proud to say it's a better family than that one"
"Right."
Cliff is an ex-victim who got out of brainwashing.
In the sense that you don't want me to feel like myself, it's not "at least" something.
It would create a far better environment than I do.
"So I'd like you to lend me Mr. Lyota's name"
"My name?
"Yes, Mr. Lyota is just in the back and the pull-out will go well"
"Is that all you need? If that's what you're talking about, we're gonna work together."
I don't think it's any other HR, it's like a black company.
I even wanted to actively help.
But Cliff snapped his neck.
"No, this is about the best now. It's more effective than Mr. Lyota leaving all of a sudden than being around the buck and saying, 'That Lyota Sato is coming next' or so. I don't want to knock you out, I want to pull you out and help you."
"Right, okay. Then I'll take care of it. I'll do anything if anything happens, just tell me anytime."
"Yes!"
Cliff nodded and turned to the late man, who was stuck there.
A few days later, I heard that the party was virtually disbanded after successfully pulling out the adventurers who were in a circle.