Gold and silver, magic tools, wisdom. A closed space that has many treasures that cannot be obtained on the ground. Dungeon.

The unexplored land, which no one has ever reached, draws people with invisible power of interest.

Adventurers challenge the dungeon for various reasons, big or small, public or private, such as dreams and hopes, desires and calculations.

Among the myriad of adventurers seeking to capture such dungeons, one of the parties once considered to be the most successful was My Arrivers.

The party, which consisted of five players with top-notch abilities in each battle job (battle style) and one mapping staff, continued to break through the invulnerable levels one after another, updating the highest attainable level.

However, the successful capture did not last long.

Jin, the backbone of the party, lost his life on the 21st floor and went down immediately.

The leader, Force, and the mage, Erin, have withdrawn, halving their membership. "Arrives (Arrivers)" was immediately rendered unsustainable and dissolved.

I decided to give up my dream of capturing dungeons and even quit being an adventurer.

He and his member, Roslia, left the city of Purif and pledged to live a stable life without danger in the royal capital.

However, some people feel unsatisfactory about the time that flows calmly and slowly.

I want to return to adventurers. I've noticed my desire to redo my dungeon captures in the fun days of "Arrives".

Once the fire was on, it could not be easily extinguished.

"Arrivals" has been dissolved for six months.

I finally decided to rally the old party members and dive into that dungeon again.

I'm determined and riding a carriage to meet the party members again.

At present, the vehicle was engulfed in a burst of air.

"Look, there are swarms of swans on the lake."

It's Rosria who's approaching here, pointing outside the window.

Jin is dead, the only person who came following me who was desperate.

He is a benefactor who has lived in the royal capital for more than six months and responded to his will to return to adventure.

It's always the case that she has a lot of skinships, but today seems to be more and more.

"Is the two birds over there a couple? It looks good."

While hugging on this arm, I shift my hips and pack my seats. It's far enough to sigh over your ear.

He is usually immersed in the fascinating breathing and gentle touch of his upper arm, but his heart rate has just increased in another sense.

"Ah, I hate it. There's a couple looking sick in front of me."

The girl who complains about her disgust is depressed.

Her half-elf name is Meer Line, with ears piercing from both ends of her silky golden hair.

It's a childhood friend who spent his childhood with a rural village called Changs.

He left the village to become an adventurer at the age of fifteen, but he made a mistake and remained insulated until recently.

He was reunited when he went to the guild of the royal city to return to the adventurer, and had been with the adventurer for a while in the course of things.

After that, various feuds were discovered, and somehow, they settled their relationship and came to this day.

She quit her party, Raiders, and decided to launch a dungeon capture as a separate party from us.

The reason why she declared that she would be working separately is in the carriage together, just by accident, and she just lost her carriage.

Well, the destination is the same, and it seems that it is not impossible because it was suffering the time to leave.

"Who is the one with the bad head? The next time I'm declaring that it's because I won the dungeon, I'll meet again so soon."

"Wow"

"Isn't it cool? And I'm just getting into the carriage together, saying that I'm going home."

"That's because I already paid for the carriage ..."

"Did you mean that you hate it, but do you still want to be with Note-kun?"

"That's not true! I hate it! I don't want to talk or see my face! I don't want to breathe the same air!"

"You don't have to say that ..."

While watching the two's argument, a bullet was flying.

No, I'm conscious of what I hate.

You don't have to say that much. Isn't it bad if you don't want to breathe the same air?

"I'm just saying it in the flow now .... I don't really hate it! It's okay to suck the same air!"

With that said, Mea sucks and exhales.

"Even if you breathe in the same air, you can easily talk about the level."

"I want to have a conversation! Talk something! Fun story!"

"Hey, I guess you want to talk to Note after all. So you've been on the carriage together?"

"It's different! I don't want to be together! I hate it!"

"Well, that's right ..."

"That's different! Is it flowing now ..."

"Huh? Is it a flow?"

“It's not the flow!

"Is it true? ..."

"No! Oh oh! What should I do?"

Meiya scratches her hair and holds her head.

"I can't say I like it. I can't say I don't like it. I'm blocked in all directions!"

"Isn't it okay to say what you think normally?"

Roslia stared at her with white eyes.

"As you thought"

When I mutter a little, I stare at this. My face was clearly visible in the blue eyes approaching close range.

"..."

If you look closely at this point, your back will become itchy.

Open your mouth for the sake of connection.

"Even if you don't stare at that ..."

"I can't look at it!"

She is swiftly rolled up and turns away from her face. Slightly reddish long ears appeared before my eyes.

"No, I'm sure I was watching ..."

"I haven't seen it.

Meiya taps the window sill with her fingers, revealing frustrated emotions. I said so.

"I hate notebooks! I hate them!"

"Well, note-kun."

"That's right ... I knew it."

I know, but it's also true that I'm so sad if I'm clearly faced up to this point.

As she dropped her shoulders, she shook her hands in a hurry.

"No, it's different! This is flowing too! It just came out of your mouth-"

"Isn't it just that you just hate it?"

"I think so ..."

"It's different! Why is this happening? Or, Rosria-chan. Are you trying to make me hate my notebook?"

"Now, how about?"

Roslia smiles with hints. When she saw such a situation, she shouted.

"I hate Rosria too!"

"Now I have Rosria-chan"

"Noisy, keep quiet!"

"Shut up, isn't that the first thing you talked to?"

"Muki!"

"I've just begun to get angry at" Muki! ". It looks like a monkey."

"I'll ask you for a note, so keep Rozria-chan silent!"

Apparently, the journey of gathering friends is going to be a time full of turbulence.

While watching the hustle and bustle inside the car, I had such a feeling.

"What's going on in the future?-Speaking of which, you didn't hear the details yet?"

"That's right?"

Asked by Rozria, she notices.

The plan to retrieve everyone in "The Reacher" was fixed in his mind, but apparently he had not told Rosria.

"I'm sorry. I didn't say that yet."

"It's a bad habit to always think alone and act without consultation."

"Yes, you're right ..."

I can't think of too much of a point.

When I told the adventurer that he wanted to return, it was new to me that I was blamed for the same reason.

"Hey, I'm angry at the note!"

"Isn't an outsider silent?"

"An outsider is terrible!"

She put a stiff tsukkomi into the tea she had put in her tea and she shook her shoulders astonishingly.

No, I declined when I invited him to join the dungeon.

I'm going to talk about "Arrivers" from now on, so aren't you just outsiders?

"Note also came to say."

"Because it was too childish ridicule-"

"That's not the case. You didn't tell me a joke before, right?"

Is that so if you ask me?

I feel like I was always in her mood when I was in the village of Changs.

After being reunited in the royal capital, he was confused by the sense of distance and was in a different mood than before to avoid stepping on land mines.

Being able to joke at first glance, or being told, may be a proof that the distorted relationship with Meiya has been resolved.

"It's like a child ..."

I decided to return to the subject, ignoring her depressed her in the corner of her seat.

"So, how do you collect members?"

"Yes, from whom do you call back?"

"Well, when it comes to searching for people nearby, is it a force first? Apparently it seems to be in the middle of the route to the city of Purif."

"That's right, it means that you may have passed each other."

"If you were using Finding Enemy, you would know that you were in the same town in one shot, but ...”

When I headed for the royal capital, I decided to quit the adventurer and avoided using arts, so it's impossible to expect.

`` The next thing is to think of picking up Neme in the city of Purif, and then picking up Erin who went in the opposite direction to the royal city. ''

"Hey ... Neme-san was sitting. Erin-san was far away ... Really no annoying."

"Say so."

Sighing into Rozria's light mouth, a half-elf mass stiffening in the corner begins to move.

"There are so many girls at notebook parties ..."

"Because three out of six people, I don't think it's that far--"

Is there any problem if there are many?

I felt like trying to ask, but I couldn't help but keep silent because I was visibly replied, "I don't know ...".

"By the way, there were two girls who liked Note-kun, including me."

"Well, one more person."

Roslia, of course, added extra information.

"I thought about Rosria-chan, isn't he horrible?"

Gusatsu.

I was indirectly damaged by the extra information added.

I know that Meyer is not my type, but it would hurt if told directly ... It's my first love partner ...

"By the way, what was that child like?"

"I was angry and I was always pretty."

"Isn't that Rozria-chan angry?"

"I'm not wrong, but let's stop saying that."

"That's not wrong."

Rosria's case is correct and cannot be corrected.

When I first got into the party, I was pretty scared why I was so angry.

Well, as you work together, you get to know her good points.

"What is the only girl left?"

"I'm loli."

"Yeah, loli."

"Lori ..."

"It's not exactly loli ..."

"I'm older than us."

"Which is it loli or not loli?"

"Which one is it?"

"I'm having trouble categorizing"

"I don't know what it means!"

Apparently, it is difficult to convey the features of Neme using only words.

While wondering how to explain, Meyer's interest seems to have shifted to another person.

"So, who are you going to see?"

"This is hard to describe again in one word ..."

"is not it"

"You don't have to say it in one word!"

"Then it's bad-"

"Why don't you say bad things?"

"Is it a good place ... It's difficult ..."

"If you say it's strong-"

"However?"

I answered Meya's question.

"I'm the leader of 'Arrives'."