Tanaka Jiro, 28 years old, single, no girlfriend　
Occupation Dungeon Tester (full-time) + Recruiter
Magic Aptitude 8 (General Class)
Officer of the Year: Warrior


Now, Jiro, do you know why you're here?
I have so many possibilities, I'm not sure which one it is.
I'm in one of the private rooms in what is called the small conference room.
It's a number two on my head, but it doesn't matter what number this is right now.
What matters is that Superintendent Evvia has called me in person and I'm in full-on lecture mode.
"Clever, don't you think a human being could at least fake it?
What choice do we have but to wave the white flag when such a chart of relationships is established: snakes and frogs, wolves and sheep, dragons and farmers?
And whether it's human or demon, it doesn't matter.
But it seems that the initial jab had an effect on Superintendent Evier, who was slightly swallowed up.
I think "honor student" is the title that doesn't suit me the most.
Sometimes I feel closer to the title "problem child" than I ever have.
I don't know why I was called out and I don't have a problem.
First of all, you can't be suicidal, lying to Supervisor Evier who is showing signs of anger.
I wonder what's going to happen afterwards.
"When you're going solo, you're not exactly in tune with your surroundings, so how can you say you have no particular plans for someone like that?
Kukku. That's it.
Well, I'm making a lot of sense here, but the point is that we're having these conversations because we understand from experience that this is the least damaging way to do it.
It's faster to show that you understand the problem than to just apologize and ask for an explanation of the problem.
The downside is that it can get pretty nasty with your boss if you get it wrong.
Fortunately, this guy?　Demons? is a reasonable man.
He's not the kind of guy who'd just go off on a rude awkward tangent.
This is just a way of giving you a reprieve to get in on the joke.
Now, here's the thing. There's an offer on the table for you to leave.
"Huh.
But it seems this was no time for jokes.
This is probably how the bloodlust recedes.
I'm sure I'd break a cold sweat or two if I heard that a decapitation stand was being prepared to sever my social standing.
I can clearly feel it going downhill from the top of my head.
"Don't jump to conclusions, not from us.
And?
I told you I was coming up. Some of our testers are trying to tell me that I should fire you. I hear, Jiro, that you almost killed one of your testers.
I was relieved.
There is no element of reassurance in the content of the supervisor's words, but at least it brings back some of the bloodlust that it wasn't a declaration of decapitation from the leaders above.
Furthermore, the smile on his face and eyes, as if to say that he is lecherous but mischievous, is also a reassuring factor.
It's rare for someone to so clearly express that he's playing with me.
And the biggest reassurance factor is that I have an idea of the story in question.
More to the point, it's a relief that I don't see myself in trouble so much.
...... I see you.
As for the rest, I'll check with him later. But it's true for now, isn't it?
The supervisor may think he's asking a normal question, but his sharp appearance makes it sound like he's choking.
You can calmly answer the question because you're not as heartbroken as the demon yakuza and the dark gentleman.
''To correct you, it's accurate to say that they threatened me and I threatened them back.
It was only yesterday.
It's easy to remember the gist of it without thinking it through.
Then you just explain the situation in a nutshell.
"Of course.
The director understands.
I've established that kind of trust.
By "still," you mean you didn't trust their side of the story?
"Do you people have no respect for the devil? We are deceitful and contract-driven. I have lived my whole life deceiving and being deceived. It's like telling black and white from white when you're a young man with only 20 years to live.
I might add, your words are the same.
That's when I realized.
So you knew that the nice man lied to me and yet you insisted that I should be fired through no fault of my own?
What can I say.
That was pretty funny, huh?
"Don't read my thoughts.
And while I thought it was comical, I'm more inclined to wonder if he could lie or if he was brave enough to do it.
"Are you trying to deprive the devil of his fun?　You're arrogant.
Arrogance?
I'm probably the only man on the planet who's ever been called arrogant by the devil.
That's not what I'm thinking about.
"If you don't like it, you should clean up your face a little better so I can have a little more fun.
'Don't make reading people's minds a hobby in the first place.


The raccoon and the fox, or perhaps in this case it was more of a mind game than a game of tricks.
Superintendent Evvia, who seemed to enjoy that sort of thing, wasn't going to listen to what I wanted.
"No.
Of course.
He cuts me off cleanly .
I don't know what the initial tension was, but from the conversations we've had and my feelings, I can't help but think that Superintendent Evvia was just playing me.
"I'm doing this out of concern for your appearance. Do you have any doubt in your mind as to the competence of a man if you can't overlook something as trivial as this?
As Superintendent Evvia, when accused of something like this, we can't help but make a move to keep our relationships running smoothly.
Even if we, as a species, are aware that this is obviously a lie, we, as humans, will not be convinced.
So he went through the trouble of coming to create an environment that we can easily understand.
It may not make much sense when you explain to me, but it's a comedy.
I feel sorry for this kind of man who can't remember his name.
A pity that will be forgotten tomorrow.
"Yes, sir. The point is, all I have to do is try not to be read, right?
I love a man who is quick to understand.
Hi.
Her personality is quite hedonistic with a lot of lewdness in it, but she is so beautiful that she would run away barefoot, whether she is an idol or an actress.
If you like it, even if it's just a formality, you'll feel a little better if you're told you like it.
Now, Jiro, let's get to the point. but that's for the humans' convenience. I'm not suggesting that you suppress your anger or irrationality and play nice. Just keep out of trouble and prove yourself.
Then, as if flipping a switch, the supervisor turned serious and said, "You don't think that's a word you should use to describe someone who's caused a problem?
"That's not a very nice thing to say to someone who's caused a problem, is it?
"Hm, I'm not going to tell the guy who can't. And I'm not going to tell him that we're all just trying to get along on the surface of things. People try to make camaraderie out of pretty things, but to me, that kind of group consciousness is just a nauseating, spiteful object.
My supervisor doesn't like the white-colored stuff.
He has flatly denied two of the three principles that boys' magazines promise: friendship, hard work and victory.
Remember, Jiro. I've seen enough of the human race to know that they are corrupt. The greedy, the pure, the wise, the foolish, you humans are just different in your individual consciousness. We are evil and we raise a weapon in our hands that can destroy us and bring it down on us in the name of a good cause. I did not do anything wrong by following my greed. I was not to blame for believing that I was right. It's all the enemy's fault. The other man's fault. The justice is mine. There was ever so much justice.
I wasn't so shocked by Superintendent Evvia's disgusting words.
That's what relationships are like.
You only believe what you want to believe and you look away or reject what's inconvenient.
Rarely do relationships exist where you can look at the dirty things and not be afraid of them, but only a few and most will keep a shallow and moderate distance.
How am I supposed to smile and tell them to get along with each other because they are my friends?
To a superintendent, it's all just a pale imitation of getting along.
I can understand and accept that.
'You're right and it's a good argument, but would you say that to me, a human being?
I'm at a loss for a response.
I can still tell them apart. you're Jiro Tanaka before you're human. I'll make an exception. Others will be, or not, depending on their efforts.
I don't feel bad that you're implying this is the way to go.
Even though I knew it was right in front of me.
As a plaything?
"F
No, you don't have to tell me.
I can tell by the look on your face.
Yes, you look really happy.
Jiro, even though it was ordered by the devil king, inviting a human into my dungeon should have been disgusting to me. But I'm more than happy to have a good time with this bargain.
A bargain, in your own mind, that's me.
It's good to be liked by your boss.
But...
Wait a minute, Superintendent, what did you say?　This company is a dungeon?
I'm sorry to break up the good atmosphere, but I feel like this demon has just blithely said something outrageous.
''What, you didn't notice it? No, it's because the concentration is slightly diluted to help them get used to the magic: ...... This company building itself is my dungeon. Otherwise, there's no way I could fill a world with magical power, even if it's limited, let alone have a gate that leads to other dungeons.
Yeah.
As you might have guessed from the leaked words, I'm halfway convinced that this company has no choice in the matter of building dungeons on earth.
It is true that this company is large, but there are several facilities that boast a physics-defyingly large indoor area.
There's a training room and a commercial facility in the basement.
The training room, the underground shopping mall, and so on.
And thus, this company's building.
Yeah, the dungeon core exists. If it's destroyed, I won't be able to exist, and I'll be obliterated.
Are you sure?　Tell me.


"All right, it's classified, but we're not putting it in a place that goes anywhere fast. It's called a dungeon, for God's sake. We have some protection. Jiro, how about you challenge my dungeon under the guise of security check and make me your enemy?　Now the other generals will follow you?
I don't want to create any more work for you, so I'll pass.
I think it was a quick turnaround myself.
It wouldn't be surprising if Superintendent Evvia's dungeon and other extra-stage backstage bosses were lurking around.
Orthodox? I'm having trouble with dungeons like this.
I don't want to live in an environment where I can't even level up when I'm dying to return.
I see. I heard that the Duke had some spare time on his hands, so I figured it was just as well.
As it is, please keep that duke busy.
A duke was supposed to be a high ranking title from the top to the earliest .
A demon and a duke, a different dimension of strength is visibly evident .
''You're so dull. Okay, we got sidetracked, but generally we're cool with it. We gave the man a job offer for a change, but that was it. I'm not gonna get involved beyond that, at least not for me. What do you do when you hear that?
Ignore it, I guess.
What?　Why?
Most of them think it's a hassle, but if you dare to reason with them, they're bound to lose it. How about that?
Keep going.
You cross your arms and lean against the back of the chair and urge me on.
I'm the one who broke the bridge of the Tengu's nose...even if such a being were to come close to me, they would only look down on me and think of using me as a tool. No, it's the thought of getting rid of them that comes first. I don't want to be attacked from behind, so it's impossible for us to have a business partner relationship at this point in time. He's the type who can only see short-term profit. So we'll just pretend it never happened. Or just pretend it's not there. It's in our best interest.
It's a stopgap measure, a stopgap measure, but there are only so many moves you can make.
I'll make the best, but not the best, move.
Boring.
You're cutting it to the quick.
Hm, as an organizer, you're not wrong. I just don't think I'd like it.
I almost chuckled at the fact that I was starting to get a taste for it, but when I thought the supervisor had moved away from the back, he grabbed me by the collar and pulled me into a guffaw.
'Crush.'
What?
For a moment my heart raced and my heart raced, and then he said something boisterous at a distance where I could kiss him.
Naturally, my heart that should have been racing began to beat in a different way.
Aren't you frustrated?　Your reputation in the eyes of those around you is at the bottom of the heap. Do you think nothing of being insulted by those who have recently gone beyond comical and thought nothing of it by being happy and worried about an achievement that doesn't make much difference anywhere, including the rankings?
Well, whatever.
So I let it out like I really do.
That's what I really think.
I'm a control freak, a control freak.
"Don't lick the devil.
I couldn't go on hating it.
"Lies don't work. I told you that. I don't like it. I don't like the fact that you're such a great liar.
Shit, it seems I've stepped through a huge mine.
A cold, madcap will pierced my eyes.
I was instantly hardened.
I couldn't move...it's not easy to bind.
It was as if my life was being held in a tight grip, and though it didn't hurt, something cold held me in place.
You can't lift a finger...not even a blink of an eye.
"We've checked out the backgrounds of every human here. The others weren't much fun or interesting at all. The human elite are no better to me than pebbles in the road. But you're not, are you?
Is this what a maniacal smile looks like?
He's having a lot of fun trudging through my past with his feet.
"You were a man to be crushed. You did it, didn't you?　Didn't I crush one person?
Mending, that's something every human being does.
But this devil won't allow it.
I look ugly when I'm mended, and I know that I am what's inside, and that's why I'm not going to let it go easy on me.
You want me to show you who I am.
Why do you push yourself so hard to the point of being trapped?　You think you're afraid to expose them?　No, no, I'm not afraid of that. You know it's not an object of fear, it's an over-useful blade that can be controlled by reason and wielded by emotion. A blade that hurts others, removes the threat to you, instills awe.


It's not that big of a deal, sir.
It's just like a legendary sword.
But if you ask me what I've done, it's probably what I've done.
At best it was upsetting and at worst it was biting a cornered rat.
Three years after I started working for my former company, I was just getting used to my job and could work by myself when the work flowed like a fountain.
It happened when the stress was about to reach its peak, when the company's employees were working at a rate of overheating, exceeding 120 percent.
Well, despite the hyperbole, what happened was simple.
The incompetent just couldn't read the atmosphere.
The gears that were barely turning in line under the unspoken rule that each department would follow each other's lead without pointing out the slightest mistake were only distorted by the boss's persistent scratching of the little bruises.
The target of the attack happened to be me, and I had already put up with it so long ago that I could easily burst the bag.
My mind went cold and I worked harder than usual, as if my brain's limiters had been released.
If he had done this on purpose, he must have been great, but there was no chance of that when he was smugly telling me what I was doing and how I was contributing to the company, with a smug look on his face.
All I can think about is how to get the job done efficiently and get this boss off my back.
One after another, I kept thinking about how to convert my past frustrations into anger and make him/her disappear.
Humans are creatures of the dark, aside from their roots.
The closest example would be the surprise party.
A bad example would be my surprise party, where I kicked my boss to the curb like this.
I took control of the 120% availability rate I'd been suppressing with emotion and used it to power my anger and ran a 200% availability rate.
One by one, I took away the work, and I followed my black emotions and turned my boss into a mere figurine sitting in a chair.
That's a very long time to bring up.
The result is that that seat is now occupied by someone else.
It's because you're a coward. It's not my fault.
I'm reminded of the sensation I had at that time, and my voice, which I squeezed out of my chilled body that had barely begun to move, naturally has no power.
You listen to the weak voice as if it were someone else's and look at a part of me that is covered in dust.
Humility seems to be a peculiar characteristic of this country, but to me it's only ironic.
There's nothing more reliable than self-evaluation.
The part of my character that the supervisor refers to as my character is definitely underestimated in my opinion, in an evaluation that varies from over- to under-estimated.
You said you weren't much, but you're not, and what you have is great. Jiro, what you have is ambition.
The thing that was dusted off to reveal itself.
People say that ambition is a bad thing. But it is not. It is a necessary motivator for self-improvement. How can you beat the man above you and establish your position? It would be a shame to leave it buried.
The supervisor pulled it out lovingly.
"Polish it up, you're the one who can do it.
You don't like selfish people, do you?
"What does the exception say, I am the Devil. The devil has watched mankind grow and fall. Sometimes he has helped, sometimes he has counseled, sometimes he has been involved. I won't let go of the one thing I haven't found in a long time that could be of interest to me.
I slowly let go of the collar that I had grabbed, and the madness I had been showing slowly and quietly fades away.
I'll see how you do. I'll see if you fall or rise.
Translation?
"You can look forward to being a dull man. I'll turn you into a man who enjoys himself.
That's very direct.
I don't know why they expect me to go this far, or if I'm worth that much.
But if you say so, I'm at least ready to change my mind.
"Hm, be a little more considerate.
Tough.
'What do you mean, it's still the sweeter one for me.
It's hard to evaluate.
I thought I had made it a little better in my own way, but I got people to notice the changes, but it wasn't enough .
I'm going to take a little too long. You just do the best you can and think about how you're going to handle this.
I'm the supervisor who calls it quits in spite of me.
"I'll take that as a yes.
When he finished, he got up and left as quickly as he could.
A woman who left no trace of her presence in the room, leaving a huge ripple effect on my mind.
What to do.
The word "no smoking" has disappeared in recent years.
Surprisingly, in this company, there is no such thing as a separate smoking area, which has become the norm.
The exhaled smoke is quickly absorbed by the magic of the place.
I don't know how it works, but if this is a dungeon, it seems to have some function at least to purify the air.
All you have to worry about is the ashes and the cigarettes you've finished smoking, so you can smoke anywhere.
You may be careful in public, but for smokers, this is a great company to work for.
Ignoring ...... is the easiest thing to do.
And slowly, as I breathe in the smoke, I think about my relationship with the other testers .
At first it was an age difference in values that rubbed against each other, sullied and curved, and now it's developed into a mid-factional war.
The first thing that comes to mind is the status quo, or perhaps ignoring it.
Pretend they didn't exist and they won't notice the flying winged insects, and that should last a while.
Meanwhile, I'll come up with a solution.
It would have been better, but now that the supervisor has put us in the crosshairs, we'll just have to do our best.
"Best not to get licked, huh?
Looking back on yesterday, it was blatantly low key.
They pecking order and I was on the bottom of the pecking order.
"Isn't that the hardest part about changing values?
If you think about it, the solution will come to you in a flash.


The law of the jungle, the law of the jungle, exists in this company, the strongest performers are the ones who are right.
But it's the simplicity that makes it troublesome to overturn.
Well, considering Kaido and the new recruits, is this the best time to take action.
And if you find an improvement, then you have to think of a solution.
That's why ...... is the only one I can think of.
It's just right, because it's still a little hazy.
It's not a bad idea to go back to the drawing board, since it's been sluggish lately.
...... is not a good idea, but since we said we'd do it, we'll do it.
Reluctantly convinced by the conclusions that will be reached by the end of the smoke, you sit up heavy.
You've been called away on your day off, but it's not even noon yet.
There's still time to take action.
Live in the now?
If you say you'll do it tomorrow, some people won't.
If you're going to do it, now is the time to do it, and the person who acts is valued more.
I walked out of the conference room and headed to my room, relieving my shoulder as I thought about my plans for the rest of the day.


Another side

So?　What's your change of heart, Jiro?
Yeah, no, I'm going back to the drawing board.
A light poke at me, and then she'd take my arm and try to blow it off.
It's a power like a child challenging an adult.
It's a natural consequence of the difference in physical ability between me as a demon and Jiro as a human, but she's definitely getting stronger.
Jiro's chambara sword, a soft sword made by the giants that can withstand my magical power, is nimble enough to shoot out of my arm and flick the weapon tree of that guy.
"Meaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
You got a good weapon.
When Suela called me, I found Jiro waiting for me, bowing and asking me to follow his training.
I was just about to have some time to kill.
Then that's fine.
"Kaja.
And it gets fun.
It's a bad habit of mine.
But it's part of who I am.
People with this kind of spirit are very fond of us demons.
And the man in front of me gets blown off again and again and again and again and again and again, attacking to avoid mortal wounds, but the pain should be different.
He fights back.
It challenges you.
It will try to hold on, trying not to lose.
Ogres love the honest ones.
They love the clumsy ones.
I love a guy who comes straight at me.
I don't care if he's strong or weak.
That doesn't change the fact that I, Onion Raido, love this twisted but straight man.
Whoa!　Your attacks are slowing down!
You'll be tired after two hours of swinging it around.
If you provoke it like this, it'll be more spirited.
I'm protecting the blade that's approaching at the fastest speed of the day, and I'm protecting it with my chambered sword.
"Hahahahahahaha!　When are you going to attack me then?
Let me guess: ！！！！
You said it!
The attacks this thing throws at us seem to be stopping...
It's harder to hit them.
But it's strange.
I'm wondering why I'm hoping this one will actually make a shot.
Hey, is that a close call?　Hmm?
That's not the kind of thing you can afford to avoid!
We're in the middle of a battle.
This guy doesn't care what he looks or sounds like, but it's nice to hear him raise his voice.
I thought she was so fragile that she would break if I poked her.
In fact, I poked him, and he nearly died.
And that was the end of it.
They just laughed and looked down on him like he was human and that he wouldn't get back up.
So I was honestly surprised when he cured me and I sat up.
And I can't help but laugh when it tries again.
I've nearly killed more than three times, just counting.
But every time I tried to kill him... the guy kept waking up.
"Up!　Right!　Up!　And right again!
There's a lot of room!
I'm stronger than you!
And this guy is getting stronger.
When he was knocked down, he got up and tried to take it down, but it was a little bit harder for me to take him down, so slightly that I almost thought it was my imagination.
The no-life bastard laughed and said his soul was getting more and more refined, and maybe it was.
It's not pretty.
This thing certainly doesn't have that jewel-like glow.
It's as if it was polished by beating the same stone that was lying around here and there with the same stone, but this guy definitely has something that attracts you as his glittering eyes get sharper and sharper.


Now you have no hands!
He's a fighter in the making.
He's soft enough to calculate the risks and rewards of combat.
In fact, he let go of his main sword, the mineral tree, so easily!
The slight resistance you felt when you struck it off was uncomfortable...earlier, your body would have been stronger as if you were holding on...but it wasn't.
Even at the risk of letting go of your weapon, they came to strike me down.
The hand stretches out as if to grab the arm that I swung off to the side and I dare you to hold it.
I'm familiar with the move.
Unconventional moves are unconventional.
These are moves I've learned in battle.
It flies like a monkey, snakes like a tangle, attacks like a wolf.
This combination of animal and human moves makes my blood run cold.
''Ahhhhhhhh!
But!　Now you said f*ck off the day before yesterday!
I grabbed Jiro, who was aiming at my face to calm the blood that was aching to overthrow me with all my might, and slammed him to the ground.
A distinct growth from the first.
Oh, she's awake!
You'll need to be a little easier on yourself then. You've got some cracks in your ribs.
Fun and games?
It's not just a crack in the beginning, but the passive voice has gotten much better at reducing the damage.
"And by the way, how many lives would you have if you were dying?
'Gahaha! That's good, that's proof that you're getting stronger!
And I'm so happy to see it growing.
I take pleasure in the fact that the blade is steadily closing in on my neck.
I wonder if it's true...I thought that was a good idea...
If you're going to hit that one, you're going to need to be a hundred times faster than that one.
"There's a bug in ....... This instructor has a bug.
Can't wait for you to kill each other?
'How can this instructor be so reckless with only seventeen words?
I'd like to say it's your fault for amusing them, but I won't say so.
Ogres love to put you through your paces.
Especially when I'm standing in front of a guy who I know will be strong.
I'm different from the rest.
I'm willing to lend a hand to a guy who can get stronger when it comes to fighting a stronger guy.
If I see a guy like that in front of me, I'll listen to him.
Well?　What the hell is bothering you?
Oh, so the bottom line is, how to be strong, right?
That's why you called me here.
Actually...
I'll take a break to listen to what he has to say, but it looks like Evia likes this guy a lot.
This is the reason why I, No Life and Evia want to help you.
Yeah, that's your fault.
Yes?
Yeah, I'd cut the lickers to pieces if I were you. If you get hit, hit back, or you'll get eaten by a cunt.
Is the world on the other side that bleak?
Unlike this one, they just keep fighting all year round. That's how you get licked.
If you show him a gesture of cutting his head off, Jiro frowned slightly.
In this case, we're going to be a pretty sweetheart, aren't we?
"There's no denying it. That attack was just as deadly to me as it was to you. Just try to be a little more careful. And then he can reach you, okay?
I'll do my best, sir.
Well, there's a different reason why that guy (Evia) was so eager to kill.
What?
You don't have to worry about what to say or not to say.
I'll tell you if you can fight the stronger guys or not.
Either we'll make this guy's life easier or we won't.
So now I'm going to tell you what Evia didn't tell you.
"He was a failure, you know.
What?　Huh?　Hmmm, give me some time.
I know how you feel.
Evvia looks like an elite by all accounts, and even if he wasn't surprised to hear that, this guy's caliber is huge .
''I'm still an old-timer, and I know that he was a low-grade demon before he got to his current position .
...... I can't imagine.
I know. That's how hard I've been working.
Demons have a strict hierarchy.
Demons have a strict hierarchy... but in this race the strongest one is always superior.
But these are different.
There are titles and lords and other troublesome ranks.
There's a system in place to prevent the lower ranks from easily moving to the top.
of course Jiro would have experienced being licked and looked down on. Envy, resentment. Envy, resentment... that was raised in a world where demons are commonplace and have grown up in worse conditions. You just thought you were like him, didn't you?


No, I'm the sweetheart. What's that, you're a daytime drama queen with a very sloppy social structure.
When you've faced me, fought me, and nearly died many times, who am I to argue with you?
Jiro has been blessed, that's for sure.
But he's got his share of work and suffering to deal with.
And you have the general, No Life, on your side with an assistant named Suela.
But he's using his body to live up to our ideals, albeit unconsciously.
That's what this man gets for himself.
You've fallen over and over again, covered in wounds, and you've grabbed it.
If I'd thrown out of the training, I'd have given up on the guy.
At mid-training, that one stayed behind and caught Evia's eye.
And probably the general.
It was with great effort that she got her current position.
If you think so, do you ever need a break?
Oh, God, it was a viper.
Hey, are you feeling strong now? I could use a decent weapon instead of these toys for a while.
Please don't let that happen.
'Gahahahahaha!　I'm just kidding!　Just kidding!
The chamber blade I have is protected by my magic and won't even get a scratch even if it's cut by iron. And yet, it has faint scratches all over its surface even though we had only been fighting for two hours.
At least, it's a trick he couldn't pull off when he first started training.
I'm really looking forward to seeing this guy's future.
I was looking forward to it.
Shit, that was too much.
Let's just say it's a rag bag.
Three hours later, Jiro was more motivated than I expected and I wanted to respond to him and this is the result.
I didn't give him a direct hit, but I think I did some mind-altering attacks.
"Cure him before he finds out...
Too late.
I didn't feel a sign, but I did feel the magic. It's nice of you to come all the way here with transference magic.
I didn't know you were here, Evia.
This is a dungeon. You're not giving this guy any ideas. As regulator, I've come to see you.
'What, if you didn't interrupt me, that means it's okay to tell me, right?
"Nonsense, I'm a busy man and I don't have time for your bullshit. I don't have time to correct you on every occasion.
And here's what you've been doing, oh, boy.
His grumpy face grew even more grim as he silently avoided the magic flying at him.
"Why did you say that, Lydieux?
I don't have to ask what.
This is Evvia's body, a dungeon. Everything you do here is known to Evia.
What, I thought you liked it so much you had to go through all that trouble?
I'm not going to go through the trouble of asking the obvious.
So I'll just answer honestly.
Uh, get out of my way. She's trying to interfere with my treatment.
What, you're not going to deny it?
You can't tell an old friend what to do.
For me personally, I'd like to know more about why my old friend cares so much.
Why would I tell you that?
Watching him manipulate the magic on his knees as he continues to talk.
"No. But I'm curious.
You demons are so selfish.
'Gahahahaha!　I've been told that a lot.
・・・・・, go ahead and imagine.
'Don't sulk, don't sulk!　I cared for you as a child, didn't I!
We're talking about a time period.
Well, we're talking about the days when you were a rookie. Why don't you just tell me an old story about your old age, when you're just as badly mangled as Jiro.
It wouldn't make much difference if you got hit.
You just don't look at me and fire your magic at me while I heal, just as you always do when you're caught red-handed.
It's really the same old habits.
"I only came here because I don't like the idea of you crushing a man with a bone in his body.
Kaka, let's put it that way.
Let's not talk about how the timing was too good for that.
"Throw him in the infirmary.
What, you're leaving already?
"I told you. I'm a busy man myself. Some idiot gave me a lot of extra work to do.
I pity that idiot from the bottom of my heart.
When she's laughing but not smiling in her eyes, the consequences for the other side are usually disappointing.
She's the kind of woman you hold a grudge against and work with even after you've polished her to a pulp and scattered her miserably.


The Kwara Kwara Kwara, so I'm going to have to wait until we're married.
I didn't say anything, did I?
I just didn't like the grin on your face.
Now she has used her physical magic.
I'll snap your ice-cold spear with the tip of my hand.
"He's got a tough body for nothing.
The devil is the same way, isn't he?
Hmm.
If it was any of those demons, they would have frozen in an instant the moment they were stabbed and left with the same transition magic as when they took a glance at Jiro while releasing a shattering spell .
''Kaha, this is getting fun . This is why life is so good.
I know this because I used to know him so well.
And his attitude is ...... or, dare I say it, a bit like that.
"Can I carry you out of whatever trouble awaits you?
That's enough fun for today, I guess we'll go to No-Life's for a drink after we bring Jiro in.
Bring the knobs, can I have a good drink?


Another side END


Instructor Kio, real name Raidou, age unknown, married, two wives, four children.
Seven generals and instructors.
Magic Aptitude 8 (General Class)
Position: Samurai

status
Secret

Word of the Day.
Kaha, nothing goes better with a drink than someone else's mess.
Spicy, and it goes great with drinks.
That's my experience. That's my experience.