When did it start? When he began to look at me. No matter how hard it was, he was always looking out for me. Just saying hello in the morning and at night made me happy.


''Do you think I [I] will lose to this foolishness?


　When did it start? When did he start to look at anyone but himself. Lorena, Eunice, Corina, Amy, and Kisaragi. He was no longer happy just talking to someone else.


'It's strange. Master Tsutomu has been acting strange lately. Why, for some reason, he's not looking at me. Why ... why ... why?　Why is that?


　When did it start? When did the difference between the man in the room, who always looked after himself, and the man reflected in the divine table begin to diverge? The reason why every time I saw that reality, I began to feel disgusted with him.

　Since the time when she was praised at Aldoret Crow's Clan House before, Stephanie has been pushing forward even further. But Master Tutom then continued to praise the others. She has done so much for Master Tutum and yet she has never been able to repay it in return.

　At first I thought it was a guessing game to make me push myself further. But as time piled up, that thought grew day by day. And with the atmosphere of Tsutomu's appreciation of Eunice from the Stampede and the way he was taking Kisaragi's hand to wake her up, Stephanie's thoughts were now on the verge of exploding.

　Kisaragi was clearly less skilled and less leveled as a healer than she was. Even her appearance is like a hair on the average person's head. She is touched by Tsutomu, even though she is inferior to him in everything.


　Ahhhhhh!


　Stephanie opened her mouth so wide with jealousy that she thrust her hands into the air and gritted her teeth as if she was going to bite her fingers off. Drool, or drool, was running down her thin white fingers and tears were running raggedly from her eyes.

　The emotion is a black and sticky jealousy. The strength of his feelings for Tsutomu, whom he respects, was betrayed, and it was a negative emotion that was terrifyingly dense in the eyes of those around him.


''Mr. Tsutomu, get behind me!


　Seeing Stephanie, whose skills were raging and even bleeding from her chewing fingers as she held them in the air to the point where she could no longer follow them with her eyes, Daryl felt a sense of urgency and let Tsutomu step back behind himself. Kisaragi also let out a short scream and clung to Tsutomu, and the area was also buzzing with some strange atmosphere, pulling back a bit to see what was going on.

　Stephanie knew the eyes of Daryl and the searchers around her. It's a look that is often seen within Aldoret Crow. There is no one in the same position as her, always creeping herself out as she dives into God's dungeon. There is only Tsutomu, who is on top.

　But he does not need to be understood by anyone. In my eyes, only Tsutomu is no more. He wants to believe that, but the eyes of the clan members are looking at him. The people who exist around him eat away at his heart. And he feels irritated with Tsutomu as well. Why do they judge others instead of themselves, why don't they look only at themselves like they did in the room?

　And Stephanie could not hide her self-loathing towards herself for thinking such things. It was strange to think such things when she adored Master Tsutomu. But the Tsum-sama in the room watching over her and the real Tsum-sama are too different. But for some reason that was no longer clear to Stephanie.


''Well, please don't come any closer to us than that!


　Daryl seems to be completely deflated, though his voice sounds like a warning to Stephanie, who is a bundle of negative emotions. He's like a puppy desperately trying to protect his friends from a threat.


'Hey, what are you doing, Stephanie!　Let's go home!


　And when Stephanie's childhood friend, Sauva, found such a commotion, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her away from him in a fit of rage. Sova is no longer pulled back by a side of Stephanie that she no longer knows at all, but he's still stronger than her.


'Ahhhhhhhh!


　Immediately after Stephanie was pulled away by Sova, she looked at Tsutomu's face and screamed like she was in a frenzy. That's because his face was the same as those around him, and he had the same expression of complete don't-do-whatever-you-can look on his face.


''Why!　All this!　I adore you so much!　Master Tsutomu?　Why!　Master Tutum, Master Tutum, Master Tutum!　How did you do that?　Why, eh, eh, eh?


　With an appealingly snatched voice, Stephanie was pulled out of the guild by Sova. The people around her, as well as Tsutomu, who was called by name, looked away with a don't-so-don't look at her.


　oo


　The results of Aldoret Crow's assessment that came out the next day were that Stephanie was to be promoted to first army residency and Kisaragi was to be promoted to second army healer. However, Kisaragi didn't accept the results of the assessment and turned it down, apparently taking a break from activities for a while and going home to his parents. Fortunately, Aldoret Crow seems to be giving her a grant, so she won't have a hard time making a living.

　And Tsutomu, who had seen Stephanie's darkness in front of his eyes for the first time, sighed heavily when he saw a newspaper article lightly covering yesterday's commotion.


(How did that happen?)


　Tsutomu sighed again early in the morning when he read in the newspaper that yesterday's commotion could be a tangle of lasciviousness. He'd only vaguely noticed that Stephanie was acting a little strange, but he hadn't expected her to be that sick.


(No really, how did Stephanie get like that?　(Something about calling my name that I don't remember at all in the first place?


　There was no way Tsutomu himself could realize that Stephanie was sick from too much healer practice and that Master Tsutomu had saved her from it on his own. So I had no idea why Stephanie wanted something from him at any point in time.


(I mean, biting off the flesh of her fingers by herself........................it's a stunt. Scary.)


"Live Dungeon! I've encountered menhaden who put up images of themselves on social networking sites in the past, but I've never seen a woman bite off her finger while calling out her name in front of me. Tsutomu, who has seen a lot of darkness in his life, was taken aback by that Stephanie.


(But Stephanie was a good disciple who was worth teaching. Besides, if the healer's skill is not good enough, there is a possibility that she will surpass me. And yet I don't like the way things are going....)


　But even with all that insanity on display, Tsutomu didn't want to distance himself from Stephanie. I don't know what caused Stephanie to be so sick, but at least I was involved. Besides, the only healer who could cross himself was Lorena, who was going her own route, or Stephanie, who seemed to have abandoned everything but God's dungeon.

　Trying to avoid touching Mengele as much as possible is a 'live dungeon! He is learning in But knowing Stephanie as an apprentice, I couldn't take that option for Tsutomu. And as much as I know I'm involved, I can still see the possibility of making it work.


(In the meantime, after I give myself a little time, I'll talk to Luke-san about it. I can't take the time to do it either, until I have some time to spare.)


　However, since Tsutomu is planning to stand at the top of the highest attainment level after the 90th level, he can't just pay attention to Stephanie too much. His main objective was to capture the divine dungeon, and as for Stephanie, it was a sub-objective that he hoped to achieve if possible. The only goal that Tsutomu should prioritize above all else is to break through the fastest of the hundred levels.

　Aldrete Crow, who finished his assessment today, will also start moving. And Silver Beast has also recently shown signs of getting serious about attacking the God's Dungeon. We can't stand still.

　The living room is still empty of clan members. In the kitchen, Oli and the apprentice are preparing breakfast, and the smell is gradually waking me up.


(Eighty-one levels, who do you want to PT with?)


　Then Tsutomu tore his eyes away from the newspaper article that had been written about yesterday's commotion and leaned back on the sofa, thinking about the eighty-one levels.