36 34 Work has two sides.But I didnt say that I understood!! (1/2)

Tanaka Jiro, 28 years old, single

Her Suela Hendelberg

Memory Tris

Occupation Dungeon Tester (full-time) + Recruiter

Magical aptitude 8 (general class)

Post Warriors

I opened the door, and I was like, ”What a mess.

It's a bit bleak.

To think that this is the last hall, it's like I've been shrugged off.

Well, you came here without even looking at the beginning, let alone the middle of it, so you don't know about any other halls.

It's not dim, but it's not bright either.

There is no supposed to be a light source, yet the innermost hall, which is clearly visible, is just a vast cobblestone plaza with no ceiling or walls to be seen.

...... is easy to understand.

”Is it easy to understand ......?

I said it was a bit bleak, but Suela seems to have caught the other party's intent.

Unfortunately I don't understand the intentions behind this just plain wide space.

The guardian of this hall is Master Evvia. The guardian of this hall is Master Evia.

”Oohhhhh, the perfect place to give it your all.

That makes sense.

It's better to fight your way out here than to just set up a trap or a poorly placed guardian.

There are no obstacles, no nothing.

A space that was designed only for head-to-head combat.

The instructor's words finally made me understand his intentions.

And I do.

Where's the guy you're after?　I can't see you.

It's funny.

There's no sign of the opponent.

The three of us with the instructor are walking toward the back of the room, but there's no sign of him, or even a sign of him.

I can't tell if they're hiding or not, or if they don't even exist.

There's no way that the last defense battle was empty after all this fighting.

That's why I'm trying not to step in without letting my guard down.

”Hmm?　Don't you hear something?

You hear that?

I hear you.

I can hear you.

At first, it was whispering, and then it got louder and louder, and at first I thought it was my imagination, but if the other members, including me, could hear it, it was not just an auditory hallucination.

Rather

”What, what's up with that member!　I didn't hear that... I didn't hear that you're dealing with a general!　That idiot sister, what a cushy job to deal with a lower class!　Humans alone, dark elves, vampires, and eventually the demon king!　I was prepared to deal with a human, and now everything is pah!　Shit!　I should have questioned the paycheck first!　There is no way that sister would pay that much for a cushy job!　Ah!　At the time, I was like, oh, this job is good, isn't it?　Now you can go to two places you thought you couldn't go this month, right?　What kind of flowery thinking you've been doing, you want to punch me in the face?

Even if this is just a hallucination, I don't want to have this kind of hallucination.

The new employee who was shown the reality that the workplace was homey with good salary and good job description when he entered the company thinking it was a good company with good pay and good quality of work was completely black when he entered the company reminds me of my past.

Maybe they were using some kind of cover-up magic.

But the more I thought about it calmly, the more I realized that I was under pressure, and my thoughts were spinning and spinning and spinning out of control.

Thanks to this, your voice is still invisible, but it's leaking out like this at a good volume.

What do you do?　Run away (or ditch)?　No, definitely not later, my sister will close me down. Most importantly, I don't want to not get paid!　Fight then?　No, there's no way I can win when the general is here. Then you might as well get down on your knees and beg for your life to take you by surprise. No, and if you take one of the women as a hostage, you have a good chance of winning, right?　I'm going to have a chance to win with my soft-skinned, whipped body, and I'm going to have a chance to win with my soft-skinned, whipped body, and I'm going to have a chance to win with my soft-skinned, whipped body.

”Oh, sorry Jiro, I'm going home.

Can you at least punch him in the face before you leave?

”It's too much trouble. You can take care of the rest.

”You're in charge: ...... instructor, wow, he's really gone!

I couldn't see any way to stop the instructor, who was waving his hand behind his back as he declared, and left the scene, and I couldn't see any reason to keep him in the air.

The quality of the enemy has been improving, but the quality of the boss at the end is so bad that it's like something out of a trifecta novel.

Despite the fact that your forces have dropped dramatically, you're less worried than before.

”The least you can do is to say that your opponent is weak?　In fact, does that guy look strong in the eyes of Suela and her friends?

It's weak.

The tools are powerful, but the user is inexperienced, right?

Memoria and Suela answered softly, but they are both saying the same thing, right?

We're looking firmly at the tip of the voice, or perhaps it's because the magic is gradually disappearing, at a translucent figure.

...... Yeah, maybe it's because of my lack of training, but did the supervisor lose to that?

”...... probably.

”......

”Oh, my God. I want to go home. Why am I here in the first place?　My sister is so good, I don't have to worry about taking over the house, so hey!　My plan was to study hard enough to be able to prepare myself for the rest of my life, but where did the plan go wrong?

I'm not the only one who thought the word impossible.

You're depressed when you feel fine, screaming when you feel depressed, and crying when you feel angry.

Quite frankly, you look weaker than me.

How in the world can this emotionally unstable man beat the supervisor?

”Attack, right?　To begin with, what is the enemy, right?

”Since you asked me earlier if I wanted to fight you myself,

We'd be better off with early suppression.

”I know.

I walk slowly up to them.

I'm cautiously approaching, but it seems that the other party, despite the fact that he was concentrating his thoughts on us earlier, doesn't seem to be paying attention to us anymore.

”Huh?　Heb!

”Eh.

”You can't see me!

”You're realizing that now?

I thought I would be able to hold it in by punching it away, but it was so honestly blown up that I almost called it weak, but I could hold it in with just a whimper.

Maybe there's some kind of secret plan.

EEI!　I have to do it when I have to!　I will kill all of you!

You can take out your staff and hold it up, but you look like a conductor of an orchestra, and there are a lot of gaps for a fighter.

You should not pull out the mineral tree, thinking that it is an invitation, and even that could be a trap.

Then you'd better be quick to crush the whole plan.

Wait, Guffo!

”Weak!

”You're a demon that the vanguard is going to hit the rear guard?

”Don't tell me the devil, lately I've been wondering too, but I'm just categorically human.

This concern seems to be unfounded, but with just one shot, or even the second if you include the first, the man in front of you will roll to the ground again.

And, just to be clear, there are beings in the rear guard that can kill the vanguard like Suela.

It's called laziness.

That's why we can easily punch them out like this.

Huh? Shall we get this over with?

What are you going to do?　Don't hit me!　Ouch!　　Give give, give, give, give!　Stop!　My body is not that soft!　I mean!　How can you, a human, be so powerful?　Me!　That's still the devil!

That's because you're too poor.

I didn't think I'd ever be able to subdue a demon with jointed techniques.

I grabbed him by the chest and got him up and gave him a shot to the face, and it just went on from there.

I knew it was not right to cut him down with the mineral tree, so I beat him up and hit him in the face with my arm.

Even if he's stronger than I am, it's not so easy to undo him.

Well, he doesn't have much muscle tone from the feel of his arms, and I don't think he's stronger than me with his bare muscles.

And...

”Ah!　What the hell you're touching my body!　You're not going to suck my blood, vampire!

”It looks bad, no thanks.

”Quick answer!

Here it is. It's a magical warding tool, but it's a pretty good one to use.

”Ah!　It!　Give it back!　My sister will kill me if I lose it!

”How often do you scream at your captors, what else did this guy have on him?

”Two small wands, eight summoning mediums, ten healing potions, fifteen wardrobe talismans, and one transference stone, probably for escape. They're all goodies and magic bags, so there's more to come. It sounds like he's got some serious wealth.

”How are you a bomber, what's wrong with you, Suela, look at his face.

No, he looks familiar. What's your name?

If only the tools are confiscated, the degree of amazement can be lowered to the general level, although by fantasy standards.

It will be seen by Memoria, who runs a tool shop.

A connoisseur's eye is a good judge of character.

And Suela seems to be somehow trapped by the demon man she subdued at Suela.