'Thank you for taking the time to do this,'

　On the streets of Cyclo, I walked with Cliff to the dungeon.

　Cliff was one of the members of a party I met shortly after I came to this world.
　The party was a party where the captain of the party was doing black corporate stuff where the guy in charge of the party was stirring up his employees with pretty things like dreams and growth, and using up his subordinates.

　Cliff was there, and I couldn't see it, so I helped him out.
　I've been on my own ever since, and I've been working hard on my own, the Cliff family under the Lyota family - like a secondary organization.

'I don't mind. More importantly, it's unusual for you to come all the way to invite me and go to a dungeon with me. What's up with that?''
That can be found at .......
I see.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I can imagine it's a very serious matter from the way he talks.
　In that case, I didn't dare to ask him, but decided to take a look at it as he told me.

　After a while, we came to the silicon dungeon.

　The dungeon is quite busy during the daytime, and the front of the dungeon is also quite busy.

　There are adventurers going in and out of the dungeon, and stalls selling tools and equipment for getting around the dungeon.
　By the way, the goods in the shops just outside the dungeon are rather expensive, but considering the distance between the dungeon and the tool shop in the center of town, there are many adventurers who want to buy them even if they are a little more expensive, so they are not surprisingly good sellers.

　In the original world, most of them were sole proprietors, adventure producers.

　A good percentage of them believe that money buys time.

　When he came to it, Cliff stopped in his tracks.
　'Don't you want to go into the dungeon?　But Cliff didn't say anything in particular, so I waited.
　So I waited, too, until I saw something obvious.

　It turned out to be the right thing to do.

"You're late!

　Suddenly, a shouting sound echoed around me.
　When I looked towards the shouting, I saw a group of adventurers.

　There was one man who looked like the leader of the group, and about ten other armed adventurers in total.
　One of them was shouted at and made small.

''You're slack for being late!''
'Excuse me!　I mean, my wife suddenly--
'It doesn't matter!　You're remorseful!
Yes!
'Yes!　Then I'll give you a chance to make up for it.

　In an instant, he said, "Okay," and my eyebrows were drawn together so tightly that I could see it.

'You're the one who has to speak up today,'
Yes!

　The angry man complied, and the adventurers formed a circle.

'Today!　I'm going to hunt the most!

　As the late man raised his voice, the other adventurers began to shout one by one, igniting the other adventurers.

'No!　It's me!
No, it was me!
I'm the best!

It's me!
It's me!
It's me!

　One after the other, they would show off "it's me" and raise their hands in the process, too.

　From the side, it looks like a religious ceremony, but they finish it without questioning it at all.

　Then they entered the dungeon one by one with the circle.
　After the leader also left, the man who was late slumped down to the spot with a hefty smile.

"So that's it.

　When all was said and done, Cliff opened his mouth.
　I nodded back.

'Yeah, you'll know it when you see it. That's exactly what happened.
Now I understand.

　Cliff chuckled.

'That's the same thing as us, isn't it?
'Yeah, same thing. Push him to the extreme, brainwash him, and then make him say it out of his own mouth so he thinks it's his choice.

　I chuckled too.
　It was one of the most common patterns I saw when I was over there.

'Right. That guy, by the way. He's not very good at brainwashing, but he got married recently, so he can't seem to stop.
That's not a funny thing to say.
So...

　Cliff cut off the conversation again there and cut to the chase.

'I'm going to scout and headhunt them individually,'
You're going to pull him out?
'Yes. I'm proud to say we're at least a better family than that one.
Yeah.

　Cliff is a former/victim out of brainwashing.
　It's not "at least" not in the sense that he doesn't want you to feel the way he did.
　He'd make a far better environment than that one.

'So, I'd like to borrow Lyota's name.
My name?
'Yes. Just having Mr. Lyota in the background is enough to make the pull-out work.
'Is that all you need?　If this is how you want to talk to me, I'll work with you every step of the way.

　It's not as if it was someone else's business, it's like a black company.

　I even wanted to actively help them.

　But Cliff shook his head.

'No, this is about as good as it gets right now. The most effective thing to do is to stay in the back and say, 'That Ryota Sato is going to come out next,' rather than Ryota-san leaving out of nowhere. I don't want to beat him up, I want to pull him out and help him out.'
All right, all right. You're in charge now. I'll do whatever you need me to do. You just let me know.
Yes!

　Cliff nodded and went straight to the late man who was slumped over.

　A few days later, he heard that the party had effectively disbanded after successfully pulling out the adventurers who had been in the circle.