46 43 時には相手の考えに合わせるのも社会人として必要なことだ (1/2)
Tanaka Jiro, 28 years old, single
Her Suela Hendelberg
Memory Tris
Occupation Dungeon Tester (full-time)
Magical aptitude 8 (general class)
Post Warriors
Well, yesterday the trouble came again.
But unfortunately, the sun is coming up and it's nagging me to do my job.
It's demotivating, but we're fed off of this, so sadly, we have to get out of the bedding and get our gear and ready.
I have more work to do, so I have to get to the training grounds before these guys do.
Behold, a true workman's compass.
So, who are you?
”I am a bronze! You must be Tanaka Jiro!
Wow, I have a very bad feeling about this.
If I had a choice between ”Yes” and ”No”, I'd choose ”No” immediately, but I doubt that these kinds of things would let me take that choice.
The smell of trouble in the morning.
What's that?
Am I cursed?
It's honestly not funny because I belong to a fantasy company.
The status is not improved at all, only luck, so maybe your luck has been negatively compensated by dating Suela and Memoria?
This is not funny.
If you notice the stalker and go to the training room, you'll find a shadow of a man who shouldn't be there, a strong-faced red devil.
He is dressed in a kimono and armor that looks like street clothes and carries a metal club with a stinger in his right hand.
I thought it was about Instructor Kio, but the blatant wariness and then the words that follow make it clear that it's not.
”I don't like the Lord! I don't know if the demon king or the mansion likes it or not, but when the humans rise to power, I'll be here to defeat them and peel off their disguises!
I wondered if I should be called a hater at the first encounter, but it seems that this demon is part of the assassin that the president and supervisors were talking about.
The reason why I say part of it is because it's nothing like yesterday's stalker, but unlike yesterday's stalker, it's very easy to understand the hostility.
Oh, and? Because what's not to like about me?
And easier to deal with.
To be honest, I don't dislike people like this because it's easier for me to find out the problems and make improvements if I voice my dissatisfaction this way instead of being sneaked around. It's a hassle, though.
”Hm! Even a free man is weak, and he is given a position, albeit a lowly one! I will see to it that those who follow you do not go the wrong way!
The point is that you don't like me because I'm weak.
Thank you for the demon's clear statement.
Then this should make things easier for you.
I'll be able to get a grip on the hilt.
You're pretty quick for a human.
You'll be able to see a happy look on his face for a moment, but he's mistaken, so let's proceed without worrying about it. The mineral tree is pulled out from behind your back and thrust into the ground.
Next, you will remove your armor and take off your upper body.
Your muscles, hardened since joining this company, will be exposed to the cool air.
”Hey, I'll step into the ring with you, because if I use a weapon, we could end up killing each other, and I don't have time. In a fist fight, the first to fall is the loser.
Ka! It seems to know our style! That spirit is good!
It is a good idea to have a good time with your friends and family.
The rock-red skin reveals raised muscles and looks hard to the eye.
From what I've heard from instructor Kio, demons are not fond of slumber, wiles and schemes.
Even if you suspect, you don't bother to ask others or investigate, saying it's too much trouble.
If you're going to do such a thing, you'll ask the question head on, even if you're told to wait.
So, on the advice of the instructors, who relieve the frustration rather than suspicion from the demons, I learned
”We'll give it to you, okay?
”Don't lick it, human!
It's a higher version of youth on the bank, where they take turns hitting each other.
If you invite them to strike each other with your index finger to provoke them, a blow with no force is delivered directly to their faces.
It's a good punch that goes straight to the core.
But
”I'm not impressed with you licking a human being, man!
I'm not going to train hard enough to fall over with that thing.
This time I'll hit the tough guy in front of me as if I were going to break the rock.
When I hit him, I'll hit back, and if I'm going to do my best, I'll do my best to catch it all with my body without avoiding it.
No matter how unfavorable the situation is, the demon will be satisfied if you compete with him physically.
In addition, it's even better if you give up the lead and win.
I'm not sure if it's the result of education, or if it's the result of being beaten up by an instructor and trained in a dungeon, but the highest status I have is.
It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.
This is what you'll get if you live to be beaten up by your general!
It's endurance value, so if it's only the full force of the demon's fist in front of you, the damage is minimal.
I was hit, so I said it's my turn next, and the taste of my fist seemed to be to my liking.
I pushed back a pause between the blows.
I'm me, and I've been under a lot of stress lately, so I hit him back, thinking I had just the right sandbag.
The fist, which increased its destructive power by adding grip strength to the twist of the shoulder and the rotation of the waist from the step, slumped down and stabbed into the face of the waiting demon.
You can feel a definite response to the blow with your full weight on it.
And as a signal to start the exchange of fists begins.
Kaaah! It works!
Then fall down.
”Not yet! The fun is just beginning!
Just when I thought I was slightly staggered, the demon is tough.
I knew it wouldn't end with a shot or two, but it had already taken more than ten shots to the face.
It's just like an ogre that doesn't fall.
You can still crush rocks with your bare hands, but this initial anger is no longer there, and the demon, who already enjoys beating each other up, will have the spice to enjoy even that.
”Kuhahahahahahaha! Fun! It's fun! The kan-sama is also mean! I didn't know you were hiding this guy, you can get so hot for a human!
”Oh, come on, just get the hell out of here, I'm in a pinch.
Oh, my face is hot.
It doesn't hurt, but it's annoying.
What's so sad is that I have to fight with the ogre who is a force to be reckoned with.
Oh, I want to get this over with and have a cigarette.
Then I'll feel free to go!
I just mobilized my legs, hips, bones, muscles, and magic to catch the impact with my face.
It's easy to duck, given my current status.
But there's no need to do that now.
If you dodge, that's all the work you've done.
”Enough of your bullshit!
”Guffaw! You did it by splitting my belly!
”Nug! I'm a human being and I'm not with you!
”You're not going to pass for a human after having a fist fight with an eagle! This is hilarious!
You can feel the rocky surface at the tip of your fist, though the demon's huge body is folded into a crooked shape.
I can see that I'm going to be destitute if I don't do something.
It's dangerous to leave you to languish in a goofy, endurance-driven world.
If that's the case.
”d*mn, all you've done is belly up.
”I'm giving you the face! Don't complain!
Change of tactics.
Body, body, body, body, body... as expected, I'm starting to feel lightheaded from eating too much, but I'm taking less and less damage.
My senses are getting a little dull, but I can still step in.
Oraa! It's getting lukewarm! Come on!
”Nuh! Well, duh!
It's a barrage of blows that doesn't take long, but the opponent's power is now less than half of the first one, and yet it's enough to easily break your neck if you're a normal person.
Well, for me, I'm used to receiving that level of power.
The other side and I both decide, and we exchange blows without a pause.
Phaaa!
”Dossey ya!
Nerves rush through your body before you even think about it now.
A series of motions from toe to fist stitch into the bronze's breath, as if the click of a revolver were loading the next bullet.
This is a satisfying move here.