Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

Terre Dungeon Association, Office of the Chairman.

Me and Cell facing each other alone.

"And so I say. Sorry about the ex-post report, I decided to leave it to Eve for a while"

"Okay."

"You're gonna have to accept that."

"There can't be any difference in what Master Satou does."

"I wonder about that"

I grinned.

It's nice and easy for you to trust me, but I wonder what it would be like to blindly trust me.

"For the rest, I am proud to say that I understand Master Satou better than anyone else."

"What the hell?"

I thought about going in for a moment, but I didn't realize that the cell was taking me very seriously.

"Master Satou has always preferred a difficult path. It's an upfront investment that allows you to choose the easier path when you have to."

"Well, yeah"

I don't have to think there's a slight narrative when people say it's a difficult road or an easy road, but it sure is.

Finally, I would like to say that we are usually developing judgment and technique in battle, rather than being overwhelmed with repetition.

"I have made many requests to Satou for the rest, and every time Satou has done his best to solve them"

"That's a lot going on."

"The fact that Master Satou decided that using that girl was the best thing to do. There can't be any objection."

"... I see"

At first I thought it was a scratch case, but it was a reason to be convinced that if I heard it to the end, it would be for the price.

"Thank you, give me that."

"You deserved this."

"I wish I'd seen you so intentional... I'm starting to wonder if I should leave it entirely to you for now"

I laughed bitterly again.

I still don't know much about californium, but I don't know much about Eve - and I honestly don't know much about Eve, but I've seen a lot about its behavioral principles.

Carrots. Low levels are still superficial.

Eve doesn't - brace anyway.

I know exactly what's most important to me, and on top of that, I'm not willing to meet someone I'm not.

That's a woman named Eve.

I was surprised at her.

Then I'm curious that I should leave it to you.

"It might take a while."

"I don't mind. I'm not talking about rushing."

"Thanks"

"Thank you is this way."

Me and Cell staring at each other and snorting at each other.

Remember the compatibility between Californium and Eve, how they behaved when there was.

I was pretty relieved that it wouldn't be a problem if I left it to Eve.

I left the Dungeon Society and came back to the mansion.

When I was at the front door, I slipped butterflies and slippers, and the vanadium ran.

"...... (Nico)"

"I'm home. One vanadium?

"… (puffy)"

Vanadium, who has grabbed my hem and looked at it, shook his neck quietly and gestured to form an ear shape over his head with both hands.

"Is Eve back?"

"... (COCKING)"

I held hands with the vanadium and came to the salon.

There was Eve, and she was relaxing in her fixed position.

"I'm home. Were you walking away?"

"Yeah."

"How'd it go? Californium is."

"Low level, sorry I'm here to tell you"

"Hmm? I'm sorry... what do you mean?

All of a sudden, I can't follow my head.

Nor did Eve immediately realize what the word "came" meant to say.

"I can't stay with low levels"

"... to?

"Dungeonality mismatch"

"Something nostalgic popped up! Oh, come on!

"Rabbit lied. A little different."

"To?"

"Over there, the dungeonality matched"

Standing up Eve, my eyes staring straight at me, were very, very serious.

The most serious thing I've ever done.

…………

I'm out of line.

You can let the californium pass, that's how compatible it is.

And I didn't think it was a mistake.

The compatibility made my imagination a little roundabout.