It has been a month since Tsutomu asked Garum to protect him and teach him to be a teacher. In the meantime, Tsutomu indulged in the thought that he had arrived in the world of this game, but Garum had taught him a lesson.

　The topography of this labyrinthine city, which is unsafe and safe, as well as the introduction of shops that stock good products. The layout of the shops was almost exactly the same as in the game, but the guidance was helpful because the game displayed them from a third party's point of view to look down on them. And there were many shops lined up that weren't in the game.

　He learned a wide variety of things from Garum, such as general knowledge and equipment. As a result, he lost one of the highest-quality stones in a month, including his living expenses and commission, but he didn't care about it.

　The black cane that Tsutomu submitted for evaluation was worth at least 20 of the highest quality stones to the catman, and the certificate of authentication was handed to him.

　The final value was raised to 32 large magical stones of the highest quality. Although the guild had to charge a large sum of money for a large magical stone, they still had 30 large magical stones of the highest quality in their possession, which was equivalent to about 30 million Gs. It was enough money to live on for twenty to thirty years if he lived modestly in this world.

　However, Tsutomu hasn't given up on returning to his former world. He has no problem with this, as his friends are almost exclusively profit and loss friends, but he was sorry for his parents. If there was no hope of returning home (kaimu), there was still hope of returning.

　Conquering dungeons. If I conquer the dungeon, I can return home. Tsutomu came to this world after receiving an item called an invitation from God. And God, who is said to be in charge of the dungeon. It's an easy connection to make.

　With this hope in mind, Tsutomu decided to use the 30 million Gs. to conquer the dungeon.

　The current highest level he could reach was the fifty-nineth level. He hadn't moved on it for about half a year. Garum suggested that if he only wanted to reach the hundredth level, he should join a clan that had reached the highest level of the hierarchy.

　But Tsutomu knows about the back dungeon. Considering the time when he would need to conquer the back dungeons when he returned to his home world, Tsutomu thought it would be better to establish a clan on his own.

　A clan can be established with as little as 1 million G. The G problem is easily solved, but in order to establish a clan, he first needs to gather three PT members, including himself.

　Those two PT members. The first goal of Tsutomu is to gather a basic tank and attacker to establish a guild. In order to do so, he has to recruit them anyway.

　However, Tsutomu's two dishonorable names are now being spread around the guild, making it almost impossible to recruit him.


"Hey, lucky boy. Are you going for a walk today with Garum?
"I love it.　Share a little of that money with me~
"Let's get a PT together, you lucky bastards!　Oh, we'll split the reward!　Geehahahahahaha!


　Such an onlooker flies in from the cafeteria provided in the guild. When Garum, who is next to Tsutomu, glares at him, the searcher, whose face is red from the daytime, clicks his tongue and averts his gaze.

　The searcher was correct in saying that Tsutomu's equipment had changed a lot since a month ago. The pure white robe that was tinged with a faint glow and the white pants that were also wrapped in a faint light. A specially made belt wrapped around his waist holds a long, thin container of green recovery potions.

　On its back is an expensive magic bag with a large capacity and the smallest volume, which is also equipped with security features. Various equipment and items were also stored in it.

　Tsutomu, who had renewed his equipment using twenty of the highest quality large magic stones, ignored the words of the searcher and followed behind Garum.

　The highest-ranked treasure chest acquirer, which was unusual for a single level. Coupled with the fact that the cat person who appraised it in the auction stunt fussed about it, it quickly spread within the guild. Now, even outside of the guild, Tsutomu was fingered as the lucky one (lucky boy). The reason lies in the monitors God has placed in the city and the only information agency in the city, the newspaper store.

　There are dozens of monitors that God has placed in this city's square as well as in the guild that show who is in the dungeon. In this city, which has a culture close to the Middle Ages except for the magic stones, the dungeons delivered by the gods are also the most entertaining part of the city.

　And a woman named Alma, a black mage of one of the most powerful clans and popular among the city's people for her blessed looks. When she defeated the fire dragon, the boss of the 60th level, by wielding a black staff that she had won in an auction, she said this while she and her companions were in harmony with each other.


''I really have to thank that lucky guy (lucky boy) you!　Thanks to you, I was able to break through the sixty level barrier!


　The statement of a main clan member who has broken the highest attainment tier in a dungeon under God's jurisdiction. That, coupled with the futile efforts of the newspaperman who wrote an interesting article about it and the searchers who were jealous of Tsutomu for suddenly earning an enormous amount of G, made Tsutomu's face spread throughout the city.


(Is this what it's like for someone who won first prize or something in the lottery...)


　In the guilds, he is a lucky boy with a lot of envy and contempt. Most of the people in the city call him that, even in the city. The city may not have been so malicious, but Tsutomu was fed up with it.

　But it wasn't all unhappiness. The guild, which took a serious look at the fact that Tsutomu was given a dishonorable title, garmed him as an escort and PT member until these two names ceased to exist. And Amy, the cat person who had blown the whistle on Tsutomu in vain at the auction, was also loaned by the guild as an escort and PT member for free.


''I'm sorry. Tsutomu.


　Whenever Tsutomu was called a lucky boy in the guild, Garum would fold up his black dog ears and apologize to him, and Tsutomu no longer wanted to, but he waved his hand while flapping his white robe.


'If I hadn't been the lucky one (lucky boy), I would have ended up in a PT with those smoldering guys on that one level. I'm really lucky to have formed a PT with Garum and Amy,
I'm really glad that Tsutomu is the one who doesn't put so much stock in two names.


　Garum lined up at the reception desk with a straight face as he gave a straight face in return to Tsutomu, who despite his whispering was maintaining an aloof attitude.


'But still no Amy? It's well past due.'


　Garum clicked his tongue evasively as he looked at the time displayed on the monitor. Tsutomu looked around the guild with a bitter smile on his face.


'It's usually at this time of day that I come in. For the past week.''
Who do you think is responsible for all the commotion? The fact that Tsutomu, who was given good fortune by the gods, has been placed in such a disgraceful position in the first place is also due to him. Normally, he couldn't complain even if he was stripped of his guild staff, but thanks to Tsutomu's compassion, he was able to lighten his guilt to this point. A person who can't even settle a minor sin is not qualified to be an employee of the guild, which is the entrance to a dungeon managed by a god. Tsutomu. It's not too late. That guy--
'Yes!　Let my restructuring plan be stopped immediately!


　Don't stop!　And then Amy jumped out from behind and put her hand on Garum's shoulder and somersaulted straight into the air. Then she landed on the other side of Garum, with Tsutomu between them. If it weren't for the indigo pants, I would have seen it, Tsutomu felt a little disappointed.


'How many times do you have to be late!
Unlike the bored dog, I have a job to appraise, too.　We're busy!　Oh, Tsutomu. Sorry I'm late!


　There is no sign of remorse in the way he flicks his tongue out and apologizes, but Tsutomu is conversely impressed by the fact that he has been late for two weeks in a row, and he returns his usual words.


''I'll ask you not to be late next time.
'Yes!　Oh, there's a vacant spot over there!　Come on!


　Garum followed Amy, complaining as she proceeded to the reception desk where a mature man with shaved hair was unpopular with the searchers. He followed Tsutomu to it.


'Old man!　Steka, now!
Shut up, you idiot. Spit on your face!
Thank you for your time.
Oh, Garm. Good luck with Amy's protection today. And Tsutomu.
Haha.....


　Tsutomu put his hand to his head as he smiled at the man who was smiling at him in such a way that even the monsters in the dungeon would run away, but he salivated on the white paper that was offered to him. Amy and Garum salivated on the paper offered to them as well.

　The man at the reception desk took the small piece of paper and put it into a large machine equipped with magic stones behind him. Then three cards were pulled out of the huge status card behind the counter and placed on the counter.


''Ugh. You're a spitter. Hate it.
Can't a lucky person still have pain?


　Such petty remarks now flew from Tsutomu's side. The PTs in the next row are laughing with their lips sticking out, and the PTs in the other rows are whispering and making fun of Tsutomu's actions with their own people.

　The receptionist asks the explorer to submit his or her bodily fluids, just as he or she did when registering the status card. There are two main purposes. It would take a lot of time and effort to manually manage each and every one of the massive status cards, so a machine powered by a magic stone would simplify the process. The other is to organize a PT with those bodily fluids and status cards.

　And that body fluid was basically either saliva or blood, but there was a tendency among the searchers to think that submitting saliva was a cowardly way of being afraid of the pain of needles. Tsutomu had been informed of this trend by Garum beforehand.

　But sticking a needle in his finger every time he entered a dungeon felt useless to Tsutomu, and he didn't want it to hurt. Tsutomu always thinks that he doesn't know what it's like for a searcher to slash his palm with his own knife in front of a beautiful receptionist and proudly show his blood.

　It's a good thing that you're not a healer. It's not that I'm not satisfied with the current situation, but I am grateful for the good fortune of being able to form a PT with Garum and Amy.

　While appeasing Amy, who was trying to complain about something to the PT in the next row, Tsutomu looked at his status card, which had changed from its original white color to a yellow-green color. The level has risen to nine, but the status has not changed. However, seeing that level, Tsutomu secretly paused in his gut.

　Garum and Amy's status cards are blue. The color of the status card indicates the person's current highest tier. Tsutomu is yellow-green, symbolizing the grasslands of the first tier. Garum and Amy are blue, which represents the ocean on the beach. This means that they have already reached the forty-oneth level.


''Those bugs really piss me off...''
As I've said many times, you don't have to match me, do you?
'That would mean I'd have to agree with those bugs!　No!


　Amy's pink lips twitched and her white tail pinned up, and Garum put his status card on the reception desk and glared at her with a huff and a half-eye.


'Then shut up and don't complain.
'Yes, yes, loyal dog, you're great! Don't complain, wait!　Hmmm, too clever and repulsive!
"...I hear you don't understand until you've been hurt once.
"You guys never get tired of it. You'll be chickening out in the dungeons and breaking the rules.


　The man at the reception desk let out a dumbfounded sigh as the three of them tossed the saliva-dripping paper into the red lantern on the reception desk.


'See, I've already applied for PT. We'll split the reward in three equal parts, okay?
Yes. I'm fine.
'If you've finished updating your status card, go ahead and go. Especially Amy, you're in my way.
Not many people in line here anyway!　B!　Baldy!


　Amy was running to the entrance of the dungeon after saying so while doing an akanbei. After bowing to the man at the reception desk who had a blue streak on his forehead, Garum and Tsutomu followed Amy.

　At the entrance of the dungeon, there were five magic circles set up side-by-side at five different locations, enough to hold five people in a row.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well. It was a familiar sight to Tsutomu by now, but at first he was chilled out by Amy because he was afraid to ride in this magic circle.

　His turn came quickly, so Tsutomu quickly entered the magic circle. He controlled Amy with his eyes as she grinned and tried to hold Tsutomu's hand.


'Huh?　Are we done holding hands?
Yeah. I'm holding on to Mr. Garm. If the worst happens and Amy flies somewhere else, she'll be fine as long as Mr. Garum is there. Bye, Amy.


　As Tsutomu held hands with Garum with a smirk on his face, Amy twitched her white cat ears as if she was impatient.


''Hmmm!　I don't even know what a Tsutomu is anymore!
'Oh, you say that, but you hold my hand. Miss Amy.
Come on!　We're gonna have another day of training in the meadow!　It's going to be fun!


　Tsutomu snickered at the hand that was half forced to be connected, and Amy clawed at him and held his hand just barely. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.


"One level, transfer!


　Tsutomu and the other three disappeared from the guild, leaving behind particles of light, as did the other searchers.