I'd like to return now and take Corrina's place.
It's too late for that, they're probably out of the guild by now.


　Just before flying in the guild's magic circle, Leleia spotted Korina, who was piggybacking on Amira, but her wish was not granted because Tsutomu had already transferred to the designated hierarchy. Then Leleia glared at him with a sidelong glance as he said something nondescript.


'Tutum is not in time. I've heard they don't like fast men?'
'What are you talking about, a dragonborn who is in heat with Amira all day and night?
If I were to go against you and use my powers, you wouldn't be able to resist, but you have the nerve to say you're sloppy.
'Anyone who would be upset would attack you without even telling you that in advance in the first place. Like Amira or Hannah. Besides, others will help you.
You'll be glad you're not around to see it all go away.
...and I hope you two will play word games in moderation.
I think we're rather close.


　After Daryl and Diniel told her that, Leleia decided to ignore it with a clear face and began practicing her spirit magician skills in the square made of trampled grass in the grassland hierarchy.


(No ban? I thought maybe they would even banish him from the dungeon, but I'm glad it wasn't as poorly adjusted as the blazing old dragon.)


　After waking up in the Clan House, Tsutomu explained again in detail to Daryl, Leleia, and Diniel how he had crossed the black, and then he made sure that he was able to transfer to a single level that was almost invisible to the divine table to get himself into the dungeon.

　If one killed someone with malicious intent within the divine dungeon, that person would no longer be able to transition in the guild's magic circle and would not be able to benefit from their status and skills. That was what Tsutomu called a permanent ban, and there was also the unusual phenomenon of forced ejection from God's dungeon, so it was a possible story, but it seemed to have ended up being a groundless fear. I wasn't too worried because I was still able to use my skills after waking up in the clan house, but it was a relief.


''Considering what Tsutomu did, I thought it wouldn't be surprising if he was banished, but I'm glad that God is a generous man.
If you were truly generous enough to let me continue on for a hundred levels, I'm sure you would have let me go on like that. Then there's a chance we could have broken through.
'Don't be too bad at it. What are you going to do when you're really exiled and can't use your skills?
Yeah, of course.


　Daryl, who is probably the most in awe of God in all of this, is frightened, and Undine, who was completely buried in Tsutomu's right pocket, is also plodding and shaking. But he doesn't care about that and turns back to Diniel.


'If that's the case, it can't be helped. After all, as long as the only criterion for banishment from the dungeon is confirmed to be malicious murderers, no one knows if what I did at the Hundredth Level will result in banishment. And that's exactly what God knows.
Okay, then.
But as a result, I was forced out of the dungeon, but I wasn't banished. That's why God has forgiven me for everything.
But if you're banished from the dungeon, you'll become a mere mortal with no status or skill benefits. What will you do if that happens?
If that happens, Tutom might really be alone, won't he?


　Leleia says such things to Diniel, who confronts him with the plain facts, with a puffy, sunny face. Tsutomu speaks with a rather comfortable expression against such fact-based pursuits and malice.


The only thing I can think of to say is that if the gods are so human that they would even banish you for being behind the specifications, then there are moves that can be made over here. It's not just a matter of getting past the blackness of the specs. If I'm banned from the dungeon, it doesn't mean I won't be able to see the God's table, and it won't block the searchers' mouths.
"...you're going to keep getting behind the specs?
─ It would have been more difficult for God to get rid of me than to send me away. But Diniel was right about the risk of getting banned, so even though it didn't turn out to be a problem this time around, it's something I regret. I don't want to get banned from dungeons either, and I'm not going to try to get past the specs anymore.
It's probably better that way. If you get carried away and continue to outsmart the specs, you could really get banned.


　Tsutomu looked at the eyes of the gods that drifted so far away that the conversation was inaudible on the divine platform, and then shifted his gaze to the poorly equipped goblins around them who were looking at us. If I was the one who was stripped of status and skills, those goblins must have attacked us. And since the only clue to reality is in God's dungeon, I can't be banished.

　But at the hundredth level, I had replaced my fear of death with anger at the management, so I aimed for a bug that took advantage of the specifics of the blazing old dragon, which was no longer being buffed too much without thinking about the consequences, and said, "Live Dungeon! The only thing I could think of was to take a shot at the God who had reformed the So I wanted to show my remorse because you are right about the risk of banishment that Diniel says, so I wanted to show my remorse.


(Just...........just because these two are that thing. Well, Daryl and Garum would be able to go with the worst of them, but Amy and Amira might be doubtful).


　Leleia is Amira, who is also a divine dragon man, and Diniel is a believer in the forest, so he can't see much seriousness in the topic of God. However, since the two of them are the exceptions in the labyrinth city, a reaction like Daryl's is common.


''Well then, now that we've verified the matter, let's go home. I have to explain in detail to Amy and the others at the Clan House about what happened at the Hundredth Level.
I'm still a bit skeptical, though.
'You're overpaying me, you know. This is only the second time I've died in the first place, so you can imagine that death still scares me.
'Then you'd better have a few deaths here. It's a good chance to get used to death.
'As for the hundred levels, I think I'm fine now, so I'll refrain from it. It's not like I've been holed up in a room for twenty-four hours.


　Daryl had made him feel bad about being bought off for nothing at Fenrir's time, so Tsutomu had already told him that he had abandoned his PT members on the road to the guild in fear of death and ran away. Nevertheless, Daryl was the only one who still seemed to be skeptical, but Leleia and Diniel seemed to be satisfied with the story.


''Thank God it's a tree like a weed that grows on its own.
It doesn't look like it's going to fall over if it gets wrapped up in ivy and covered in moss.
I'm gonna let it rot and use it as my own fertilizer.
And if he does fall down, doesn't he release toxins into the environment?
'Then it's believed to be a tree of misfortune in reverse. In fact, there are a few people who do.
Well let's go home then.


　Tsutomu, who didn't understand much of their conversation, went through and returned to the guild from the Black Gate. And when Tsutomu emerged from the black gate, the gatekeeper's face became tense and the people around him began to feel a slight buzz and put some distance between them.


''........Can you dive into the dungeon?
But I don't know about the hundred levels.
Maybe it's best if I just stay out of it. Let's go.
..........


　The three clan members had some understanding of what had happened at the Hundredth Level, as Tsutomu had explained it to them in simple terms this time, but the others still hadn't been able to catch up with what had happened. It's been half a day since Tsutomu's strange return from the Hundredth Level. Tsutomu is still unknown to them, as there are still no clear answers to their questions.

　Approaching him without being able to determine whether the phenomenon that Tsutomu had caused or had occurred was a good or bad thing was a risk. If Tsutomu had truly incurred the wrath of the gods, they might not be able to dive into the god's dungeon themselves if they got involved with him too easily.

　As long as there is even the slightest chance of such a possibility, the searchers will not be easily approached, and that goes for the guild staff and newspaper reporters as well. Since there are no examples of people who have been unable to dive into God's dungeons and who have been able to do so again, many of them consider banishment from God to be more serious than any sin. That's why the people around him couldn't even approach Tsutomu, let alone talk to him.


(This is easier and better.)


　After crossing the ninety levels, he was often approached by his peers with a one-time Stephanie-like attitude due to the attention he was getting, so for Tsutomu, it was better to have this level of distance. Tsutomu couldn't help but smile as he moved like a wave of people escaping from someone who had shat their pants on the train, but followed Leleia and Daryl ahead of him.


'Where the hell have all my fans who swarmed so much before gone?　Do you guys have a cold or something?
I thought it was a normal reaction.
You can skip the heels and let him heal.
..........


　Seeing Tsutomu, who had been so popular yesterday, being distanced at once, Daryl had to keep his mouth shut at the heartlessness of the world.