As the sun was peeking out for a bit, Tsutomu was suddenly shaken awake by a body shake. When Tsutomu looked up in his sleep at the sudden occurrence, he saw a man with indigo dog ears opening the window curtains.


'Tsutomu, we're going again today,'
"...What?　Huh?
It's not enough to just run one day, you have to do it every day. You have to do it every day.
...Really?


　Garum came all the way to Tsutomu's room to wake him up, as he should have. Then Tsutomu had to run in early in the morning with Garum, Daryl, and Xeno, who was waiting for him at the outer walls of the labyrinth city.


''Hee, hee,''
Are you okay?
Don't touch me. You're a traitor. You're sweaty.
Isn't that terrible?　I can't go against Mr. Garum either, so please forgive me!


　Tsutomu tried to refuse to run in, using the excuse that he was a white mage, but Garum didn't shake his head. So he tried to ask Daryl for help, but he didn't look at him and just apologized for one word.

　Tsutomu walked around the city, looking tired and alone, while depressingly brushing away Daryl's teary-eyed protests. For Tsutomu, who only exercises by exploring dungeons, running in is hard for him.

　However, Tsutomu had also broken through the Winter General and had become bored, so he had voluntarily joined in, even if he didn't want to. Aldoret Crow stopped to save the funds he had consumed at the eighty level, and there was still no follow-up. Therefore, Tsutomu was not going to advance to the eighty-one levels, and he was going to let the two armies break through the Winter General first.

　Besides, after the Stampede started, there would be an air of self-restraint about diving into the God's Dungeon again. Therefore, Tsutomu had set a goal of having the second army break through the eighty levels by then.


''Oops, I'll have to excuse myself here. My dear wife is waiting for me at home now or later!
I don't feel the need to mention it to me in the least bit, but good job.
'Hahaha!　Then goodbye!


　Zeno said his wife's home-cooked meal was waiting for him and left, while Tsutomu, who was too tired to afford it, buzzed with his thumb upside down. As Daryl chuckled at the flirtation like an old man in a guild tavern, Tsutomu spoke up as he remembered.


'Come to think of it, do Garum and Daryl have a girlfriend or something?
'What?　Why are we talking about that all of a sudden!
No, you have a great reaction. Are you having a reaction?
He's not here!　None!
I'm not here either.


　Daryl denied such a question after flapping his tail at a great rate, and Garum said so simply. Tsutomu made a boring face and then stopped talking as if he was no longer interested. Then Daryl, looking somewhat itchy, called out to him.


''It's not fair to not just tell you, Tsutomu!　Look, you're in there!　You're not there!
You're biting off more than you can chew. Well, I'm not here.
'What?　It's a lie!
I'm not going to make it in the first place. I'm a lover of dungeons.


　When Tsutomu said that, Daryl didn't seem entirely convinced, and he followed him to try to get it out. Daryl still seemed to be agonizing over whether he wanted to talk about this kind of thing, but Tsutomu wasn't really interested in it, so he just let it pass.

　Tsutomu said, "Live Dungeon! The clan I was enrolled in and enjoyed the most was destroyed by the dating kitchen. So the mere fact that men and women do things in the clan makes Tsutomu feel bad about it. And since he didn't want to create such a relationship in this world, he was very dry about the relationship situation.


''Well, it's not like there's a ban on romance, so Daryl can do what he wants. However, when that happens, you'll just have to make sure you go to the clan house like Zeno.
I'm not interested in that at all!　Because the dungeon is my lover!
I don't know.
Yeah. It's time for this guy to start smoking. That's weird.
'Yes!　I'm done talking about this!　Ah!　That meat looks good over there!　I'll go buy one!


　Daryl walked in to Garum and noticed that the war was going badly, so he quickly dropped the subject. Then Daryl swallowed his drool and began to line up at the stall where they were making a spectacle of whole roasted pork.


'My guess is that it's going to be Amira.
'Hmmm. My guess is ... Oli.
Yes...?　Oh, but it's certainly gripping my stomach. Maybe there is.
Isn't that right?


　Garum, who spoke with a rare grin, caught Tsutomu and talked about this and that with a black smile on his face. The three of them went back to the clan house with Daryl, who bought a dish of shaved whole roasted pork with sweet and spicy sauce.


'Welcome back. ..........no breakfast ready?
Huh?　...Oh, no!　It's totally edible!　You can eat it!


　Oli asked with a sad look on his face when he saw the cart food that Daryl had, and he finished the meat with a panicked bang.


'Ahhhh, even though Oli's cooking is there. Daryl, that's terrible.
Ugh....
Mr. Tsutomu. It's okay. I'll skip Daryl's breakfast.
What?
Come on, come into the living room.
'What?　Huh?　You're kidding!


　Oli holding his mouth and laughing lightly as he held his hand out to the living room, and Daryl, who was lolling about with a face as if he had been sentenced to death. Seeing the two of them, Tsutomu and Garum looked at each other and then made a meaningful expression.

　In the end, breakfast was served for Daryl as well, but the amount seemed mindlessly small. That may have been a concern for Daryl, who had eaten the street food, but he was apologizing to Oli for his apology and falling over.


'Shut up in the morning can-can-can. I'm going to suck it up.
I'm scared!
Not too much.
Mr. Tsutomu?
Well, today is a day of rest for everyone, whatever it takes, so no practice.


　Amira let out one tongue-lashing to Tsutomu, but she knew that originally, so she didn't say anything about it. Afterwards, Amira invited Corina to go see the God's Table, and Leleia and Amy followed her.

　Garum and Daryl are going to the Doren Workshop, and while they're there, Oli is going to look at the equipment they ordered. Beside the clan members who were leaving the clan house more and more, Tsutomu snapped his knuckles as if he was tired after he finished reading the newspaper to some extent.

　Tsutomu had also received invitations from the two groups that had just left, but he was tired from this morning's run, so he refrained from doing so. And what remained in the living room was a small girl with bright wings on her back.


''Oh, uh, oh?　Hmmm.
You're doing a pretty good job of that, aren't you?


　Tsutomu calls out to Hannah, who is holding a magic stone as small as a grain of rice while shaking her blue hair, which is standing tall like a sleeping habit, while folding up a newspaper. Then Hanna looked at him with a sulked expression on her face.


''It doesn't accomplish much at all, though.
Well, it's not like that.
Hmm... It would be the most powerful thing if I could use it. General Winter would be killed all by himself!


　There was a sound like a burst of air as Hannah gingerly put power into the magic stone as she said this. She then let out a scream as if she had been electrified, and then waved her hand in pain.


''Ah!　Master!　I'm bleeding!
What are you doing? Heel.


　Tsutomu looked at his palm and approached Hannah while appealing to her injuries, and after taking a look at her, Tsutomu sent his heels flying. The tiny cut made by the outburst of magic power was quickly healed as soon as he received the green qi.


'It's even harder to do when it's small~. It's easier to practice in the God's Dungeon, after all.''
Well no, don't take it that far. Really.
Hmm?　It's okay. I'll be fine when I get out!
No, no, no, no, no, no. You blew up in four places. What are you talking about?


　Tsutomu knew that Hanna had learned the technique called the Fist of Demonryu from Melcho, but the last time he had seen her in Kamdae, her body had literally exploded all over the place as she grabbed a small demon stone. It is no longer a pleasant sight to watch, as it looks as if he is committing suicide by detonating himself with a bomb.

　Besides, the technique of the Demonic Fist hadn't been mastered by anyone, even seven years after the appearance of the God's Dungeon. Barely a man named Bruno, the director of the guard, has been able to put it to practical use, but he is only forced to use it by relying on the extraordinary VIT of his unique skills.

　There is no shortage of technology called the Fist of Demon Flow to describe Melcho's strength. Its power is so powerful that even the nobles who can use magic are afraid of it. The intense power that is released from the magical power of the magical stone in his own body is comparable to magic.

　However, the technique was very difficult to master, and even practicing it was dangerous, with many strong men dying. And since the release of the divine dungeon, which allows you to come back to life even if you die, various people have tried to learn the Demonic Fist, but so far no one but Melcho has been able to use it completely. It is no longer a skill like a unique skill.

　To be honest, Tsutomu doesn't believe that Hanna can learn such a skill, either. Besides, when Tsutomu asked Melcho in secret, he was told that he had never seen a disciple with such a bad memory before. Perhaps it would be better to refine his current skill of avoiding tanks than to learn the fist of the Demon School.

　Hannah is one of the dumbest of the infinite circle. Unlike Amira, who is a good swallower when it comes to strategy-related matters, she's a child who can't easily memorize things by heart. However, the genius skin has enough sense to understand Amy's words. In fact, I've already got a certain amount of knack for robbing General Winter's sword.

　If you let them focus on the avoidance tank, Hanna will grow steadily. However, Hanna is the kind of person who switched to tank as an attacker despite being stopped by others. Therefore, she is surprisingly stubborn and probably won't listen to you even if you tell her.

　Perhaps Hannah would be more stretched if she was allowed to fly freely through the vast skies rather than being tied to a birdcage. So Tsutomu decided to let Hannah fly freely to some extent. And the actual Hanna, hearing Tsutomu's words, deliberately flexed her body as if she was embarrassed.


I'm not sure if you are that worried about me?　
'I don't mind Hannah hurting herself, but I don't want her to do it. So I'm stopping her from doing it, but I'm trying to create a body of work that says Hannah is doing it voluntarily.
I knew you'd say that!　Ahhhh, Master is still the same as ever~. I'll learn to be a little kinder Corina!


　Hanna, who says this while playing with the magic stone with her minions with her flowing eyes, is twitching her wings behind her as if to invite them somewhere. When Tsutomu looked back at her with cold eyes, Hanna flapped her wings angrily.


''What's with those eyes!　It's Master's fault!
Shut up.
..... Why are you so high and mighty? You treat me like a meat shield, and you have no respect for me!　Corrina's been really nice to me.　I'm not being too nice to my master!
Being nice to Hannah isn't going to make me any more efficient.
What do you mean by that?


　It's a very good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're doing.


It's a good idea to have a different PT, but if we're going to be in the same PT in the future, I'll be there often.
Why is that happening?　Be careful!　I wish you would treat me better!
Do you want me to throw Diniel in there?
You want me to stop?　I'm going to die!


　At Hannah's words, which didn't seem to convey much seriousness as she protested so desperately, Tsutomu let out a sigh and let the skills he had been flying through dissipate.

　He wants to fly freely, so he actually lets go of her, and for some reason, she comes back to the birdcage, chirping as if to assert herself. I wish he would either want to stay in the birdcage or fly around in the sky.


'Well, you can practice your Demon Fist all you want. Just don't forget that you're an evasive tank.
I know, I know!　It's about time I got the hang of it, and I'm going to take out the Winter General in a flash!
'Where does that mysterious confidence come from...'
Hmph. It's because we all live here!


　As if imitating Zeno, Hanna thumped her left breast with her fist. But unlike Zeno, Hanna has ample breasts, so it was a slightly poisonous sight for the eyes. Hanna may have noticed that after doing it, too, and her face is slightly red.


''Master's eyes are eccentric!
''No, you don't have to talk like that when you self-destruct on your own........ It's your body, you know that, right?
'Whoa!　Master is terrible!


　Tsutomu gives Hanna a dumbfounded look as she folds her wings and hides her front with her hands. The reaction made her even more embarrassed, and Hannah left the living room as she flew away with a bright red face.