I’m posting this now that I’ve finished writing!
Jiro Tanaka, 28 years old, single, no girlfriend.
Occupation: Dungeon Tester (Full-time Employee) + Recruiter
Magic Aptitude: 8 (General Class)
Position: Warrior
Suddenly, I have a habit of scratching the back of my head when I’m troubled or worried.
It might be to increase concentration or as a change of pace, but for me, it’s a completely unconscious action.
“Senpai, what are you worrying about?”
“About the future party policy based on the stats of those two…”
“Those are the stats of those two?”
“Ah, it’s personal information. Don’t leak it.”
Several days have passed since the interview, and I’ve successfully welcomed two new members into the party. We’ve now reached a point where I can call them by their names. I’ve told them they can call me whatever they like, so I’m curious to see what they’ll come up with.
I push away Kaido’s face as he tries to look at the tablet in my hand, which shows the information on the two individuals, and tilt it so we can look at the screen together.
Katsu Tokorozawa, 16 years old.
Occupation: Student
Magic Aptitude: 5 (Quasi-Vice General Class)
Position: Undecided
Stats:
Strength: 11
Endurance: 9
Agility: 9
Stamina: 15
Dexterity: 20
Knowledge: 48
Intuition: 1
Luck: 9
Magic Power: 22
Compared to the average physical ability stats of an adult male not enhanced by a magic crest, his stats are considerably higher than average, although potential stats like knowledge vary.
“Whoa, that’s higher than my initial stats.”
“Especially in knowledge.”
“Uggh.”
My stats leaned more towards physical abilities, but his are geared towards Support. In fact, he chose a support role as his desired occupation. It’s a perfectly logical choice. However, dark clouds exist everywhere.
“…If only his reason for wanting to join wasn’t this.”
“…Yeah.”
I slide to the next section, “Reason for Desired Occupation.”
Reason for Desired Occupation:
Minami will undoubtedly cause problems, so I judged that this role would be the most suitable for supporting her, and I also believe I can assist everyone. Therefore, I am applying… (omitted below)
“…Is she really a high school student?”
“…I don’t think I could write something this serious.”
While the first part might be personal, the rest of the reasons could be written on a resume if the content were changed to match a well-known company. I thought she was mature, but seeing it in writing makes it so clear. I thought he was a serious and honest boy, but I, a graduate of a third-rate university, have no idea how one could reach this level at that age.
“Well, Katsu can stay with his desired occupation. We do need a healer.”
“That’s true. Should we also have him in charge of accounting?”
“Don’t push your work onto him.”
I thought it was a good idea, but I hesitated, wondering if it was appropriate to entrust accounting to a part-timer. This boy is a bit difficult to use, but he might manage if he fits the right mold. The real problem… is the darkness lurking beyond the dark clouds.
“I really didn’t expect this.”
“Uwa.”
Minami Shiretoko, 18 years old.
Occupation: Student
Magic Aptitude: 7 (Quasi-General Class)
Position: Undecided
Stats:
Strength: 2
Endurance: 1
Agility: 2
Stamina: 1
Dexterity: 6
Knowledge: 98
Intuition: 8
Luck: 7
Magic Power: 112
Desired Occupation: Enchanter
Because of this, my future party strategy has become completely unclear.
“She’s a complete turret.”
Even though her stats should be enhanced by her magic crest, they are either extremely low or extremely unbalanced. Seeing this, I could only describe her as such. And I have no idea how to utilize this turret. It’s a problem that precedes know-how.
“How did this happen?”
Kaido’s question is exactly what I want to ask. There are limits to lack of exercise. If I were told to devise a use for these stats, the only thing that comes to mind is a turret that only casts powerful spells. In a dungeon that assumes constant movement and jumping, that’s nothing but a flaw.
“She probably has potential for the future.”
“Do we just have to make her do the ‘Heartman Sergeant’ kind of thing?”
If anything can be done, it will be in the future, not now. Magic aptitude is, simply put, the increase in stats based on affinity with magic power. The higher the magic aptitude, the greater the stat increase when training in a magic-rich environment. Therefore, a magic aptitude of seven can be considered a sign of future potential. And, of course, there’s the sheer volume of magic capacity, but since it’s confirmed that Minami’s magic cannot be used unless she trains, her high magic power is completely wasted.
“…The time constraint of a part-time job, though.”
Kaido’s suggestion might be excessive, but it might be a viable method. She has magic power, so we should thoroughly train her stamina. However, unlike us, she and Katsu are students and have the binding tie of academics, making it difficult to train intensely.
“Kaido, can you think of a suitable role for her based on these stats?”
“…An office job?”
For a moment, I pictured Minami in a suit, sitting in front of a PC, speaking in a samurai-like tone, but it felt completely out of place and I quickly dismissed the idea. Based on my initial impression, I don’t think she would look fitting working seriously.
“That’s straying too far from dungeons.”
And Kaido’s answer, though turning the issue on its head, points out that these are not exactly combat-oriented stats in reality. She is very positive, perhaps due to her motivation, and tried to work five days a week at her part-time job, but Katsu stopped her, and her hours have been set to three days a week, or four if possible.
“We’ll need to change her working style and make some adjustments to the party room as well.”
“We don’t have overtime, do we?”
“When you can choose your working hours, the concept of overtime disappears. When acting as a group, these kinds of drawbacks emerge.”
At the very least, Saturday and Sunday will no longer be holidays. For the two students, weekends are their limited free time.
It’s not uncommon to schedule part-time jobs in between.
Those with grit secure their days off by working early morning or late-night shifts, but I certainly don’t want to be tackling dungeons at those hours.
“I need to reschedule.”
“Senpai, you shouldn’t push yourself too hard, okay?”
“Want to switch then?”
“Senpai, I’m rooting for you!”
“That’s a remarkably clean reversal.”
If we’re going to incorporate part-time job hours, it naturally means we’ll need to adjust our dungeon-challenging times as well.
At least, I won’t be getting any days off on Saturdays or Sundays for quite some time.
“Those two will be undergoing training for a while… Kaido, you’ll be going into the dungeon as well to get used to actual combat.”
“Finally, freedom from that hell!?”
“I won’t deny it was hell, but you’ll understand its value later on, won’t you?”
It’s a story born from experience, but I doubt even half of it would get through to someone who hasn’t experienced it, so I won’t go into detail here.
We’ll need to make various lists to prepare.
Then, it suddenly occurs to me.
“By the way, Kaido, do you have any savings?”
“…No!”
“You’re going to be in training for a while longer.”
“What!?”
“Can you really throw someone into a dungeon with just supplied gear, you idiot?”
Another problem has surfaced.
The funds for the initial equipment for these three: the two part-time workers and Kaido.
I have some money saved up for venturing into dungeons as combat funds, but for three people, it’s a bit insufficient.
“How do you even have time to spend money at that company?”
In a company that embodies the “work 72 hours straight” mentality, I personally had no opportunities to spend money.
That’s probably why I have the savings I do.
There’s no time to even wear new clothes.
High-class restaurants are closed.
Games and books have become as valuable as building blocks, and my days off are typically spent eating and sleeping, with no time for hobbies. Unlike me, this guy mustered the determination to explore his hobbies.
“…In Asakusa, for a bit.”
Even if it’s a misunderstanding, that one phrase was enough to betray my fleeting admiration.
“OK, I get it. You don’t need to say any more.”
Even if it’s Asakusa, it’s probably not for sightseeing.
Or perhaps, in a way, it is. I understand seeking human skin to relieve stress, but I might have to teach this guy about limits.
Otherwise, he might fall prey to succubi, just as Memoria predicted.
Let’s get back to the topic.
The supplied gear is well-made, but it’s meant for people who can’t afford initial equipment.
Both in terms of ability and material, it only meets the minimum standards; it’s bottom-tier equipment.
A sword will chip if it strikes rock, and leather armor won’t prevent penetration if hit by a goblin’s arrow. We can’t entrust our lives to such gear.
If they can’t enter dungeons, it’s better to have them train rather than be idle.
“Kaido will be training with Katsu and Minami.”
“No! I’m not going back to that hell!”
“No arguments.”
Spread across the table in the Party Room is this month’s schedule.
While a format could be created on a tablet, handwriting never truly disappears, regardless of the era.
I fill in the draft paper with my mechanical pencil.
Without heeding my junior’s cries of “NO” from behind me, I continue to build the schedule.
It’s the sad lot of a full-time employee; once a schedule is set, unless there’s a major issue, you must execute it or be labeled irresponsible. The unquestioning nature, without even listening to reasons or circumstances, is unreasonable, but that’s the way of the world.
“Well, you should go soon. You know what happens if you’re late due to the instructors’ guidance, right?”
“The kanji is wrong! Oh, woe is me. Senpai, if I die, please put my PC in the office microwave and nuke it for thirty minutes before discarding it.”
Looking at the clock on the tablet, it’s ten minutes before work starts. Considering travel time, I really need to leave now.
If Kaido wants to throw his life away, I won’t stop him, but he probably doesn’t intend to.
He should act quickly before the “true” nature of hellish training begins to set in.
Watching Kaido, dressed in his work clothes, trudge away, I stand up, gathering the documents on the table and my tablet.
“Alright, I guess I’m going too.”
Today, there are things I need to do before tackling the dungeon.
Checking that the room is locked, I start walking.
This is not just a moderately large company; it’s quite large.
As I move through the company grounds, I pass by employees.
The now-familiar fantasy-like scenes are commonplace.
“Good work, Gob.”
“Just finished your night shift?”
“Equipment inspection. Three days straight. This coffee is really hitting the spot. I’d be dead without magic.”
“Good work.”
So, a brief exchange like this is exchanged as I pass by the vending machines.
Ironically, fantasy has more grueling tasks because bodies are tougher.
Skullgob, the Goblin Leader who commands a large number of goblins, is one such individual.
He looks strangely distinguished, with his yellow hard hat bearing the “Safety First” sign, sipping black coffee.
After parting ways with the goblin, who I feel like calling an old man, I arrived at the personnel department.
“Suella-san, I have something to discuss.”
“Yes, Jiro-san. What is it?”
“I wanted to discuss the two new hires a bit.”
I explained the gist of my consultation briefly but clearly.
“Regarding Minami-san, we’ll have to decide on the policy with her present, but your approach is generally fine. However, the training period… did it become an issue?”
“Was it already an issue?”
My consultation was about Minami’s training policy and the occasional, unscheduled training for the part-time workers that arises from it.
It is said that it takes three days to regain the sensation after resting from exercise for one day.
This doesn’t change when it comes to combat.
“Yes, the training for part-time workers was incorporated to accommodate those who have difficulty scheduling, but the initial policy was for full-time employees only. The reason, as you just mentioned, Jiro-san, is that it’s difficult to allocate time and it’s inefficient. It wouldn’t have been incorporated if we weren’t having trouble gathering personnel.”
“Indeed.”
I know this from scouting.
It must be difficult to gather personnel in this work environment.
If the conditions are strict, we have to broaden the scope as much as possible.
“Therefore, it’s not unexpected that you’d come to discuss it, Jiro-san.”
“Am I that transparent?”
“Well, it just so happens that this was within the scope of what we anticipated this time, which is why we could deal with it quickly. However, it’s not always possible to resolve things this fast, so please consult with us early in the future.”
“Understood.”
Being able to discuss things with a smile like this makes it easier to open up.
“What do you mean, ‘within scope’? Jiro, you should be more grateful to Suella. For instance, by inviting her to dinner?”
This company generally has a friendly atmosphere, but she’s even friendlier than that.
“K-Keiri, what are you talking about?”
I replied to Keiri-san, who was grinning at me from the desk opposite, but it seemed she had touched upon a point I didn’t want to be brought up.
Suddenly, I leaned forward, bringing my face closer to Keiri’s, and began to speak in a hushed tone as if sharing a secret.
“Dinner once.”
“If you want more work, just say so. Fortunately, we have enough work to pile up to the mountains!”
Keiri, who had started a negotiation with the condition to be kept quiet, was immediately knocked down by a cross-counter.
Seeing her like that, and having just brought up my concern, I couldn’t ignore Keiri’s words.
“No, sorry. I’ll buy you cake again next time.”
“That’s fine too. Please get something delicious again.”
“Haa, Keiri, please get this done by lunchtime.”
“A bird that doesn’t sing will not be shot.”
I should have just gone down quietly on the mat after the cross-counter, but getting carried away was my downfall.
With a sigh, Suella-san must have activated her Teleportation Magic, as a stack of papers suddenly appeared with a thud.
“Huh? Lunchtime means *this* much? That’s impossible!”
The sheer volume was nowhere near what could be finished in just the morning.
“It’s not a problem if you break through your limits.”
And Suella-san pushed it towards me with a smile. Her eyes were so bright that I couldn’t see into them from where I stood.
“I don’t want to use magic in a way that puts that much strain on my body, especially when it’s not even combat!”
But seeing Keiri’s tearful protest, I could kind of understand.
“Keiri, if you don’t start soon, you won’t finish.”
“F-Fine, I’ll do it! Damn it!!”
Finally, Keiri was forced to start by Suella-san’s suspicious smile as she began to gather magic in her right hand.
And then, the conversation resumed as if nothing had happened.
“Right, regarding the training period…”
“Yes, I’d like to do something about it.”
I had no choice but to go along with it.
“We have a system in place to accommodate that.”
“You do?”
“Yes, it’s a rather special facility, so an application process is required, but it’s a room created specifically for Testers like you, Jiro-san.”
With that, Suella-san summoned some documents.
The application of Teleportation Magic and summoning magic to office work is said to be difficult, but seeing her do it so easily makes me want to try it too.
Maybe I’ll practice it sometime.
And speaking of which, the summoned documents were handed directly to me.
“It’s called the Space-Time Dimension Special Training Room. We call it the Jigen Room for short. Simply put, it’s a room where you can train in a different time flow from the outside world.”
“…”
This must be what they mean by being speechless.
From the documents in my hand, the maximum acceleration time is twenty-four times. In other words, it’s a facility like something out of a certain boy’s manga, where one hour inside equates to experiencing a full day.
“By decelerating or accelerating time within the facility, the flow of experienced time is manipulated. This was developed to improve the skill level of part-time workers. The space within the facility has the same Magic Concentration as a Dungeon, so there are no problems with using magic or activating Magic Crests.”
I don’t understand the theory at all, but fantasy is not only not inferior to modern times, it actually surpasses it in some aspects.
“Unfortunately, due to cost, the number of such facilities is limited, so advance application is required. The application method is described in the booklet distributed after your training, so please confirm it.”
“With this, it might be possible.”
There’s a difference in the quality of training and the time available to challenge Dungeons between part-time employees and regular employees due to the difference in actual working hours.
This facility will improve that.
However…
“But this means aging faster than other people, doesn’t it?”
Everything has its drawbacks.
Accelerating time means accelerating the time of the beings inside, meaning their lifespan is being whittled away.
A day or two might be dismissed as negligible, but if used for training, it could amount to months, and if considered for future use, it could result in a lifespan difference of years.
This is not a problem that can be ignored.
Aging before others would be more terrifying than one can imagine.
“That point is also not a problem. Magic bodies do not age.”
“Huh?”
“Physical data is recorded on a Soul Stone and converted into a Magic body. Therefore, even if the Magic Crest is optimized, the body does not grow. In other words, while you are in the Dungeon and in your Magic body, there is no need to worry about aging.”
“So, in a sense, my lifespan is being extended without me realizing it?”
“Since we are stopping the body’s time, you can look at it that way. For women, this could even be an attractive point?”
“Fantasy sure is amazing.”
“In some aspects, it has advanced beyond our current technology. However, mentally, you will still age, so the usage time is limited to three hours per day. Even if your body is fine, there is always a mental strain. We have set limits here as well, but if you feel anything is off, please stop immediately. It will be too late if something happens.”
The imbalance caused by the gap between mental and physical growth—this is something I can’t really gauge without experiencing it directly.
“Just to confirm, it’s safe, right?”
“We have conducted experiments with various species and collected data to ensure safety, so please rest assured.”
I don’t doubt Suella-san, but I’ve learned at this company that it’s best to step back and consider things before acting when it comes to unknown substances like these.
Three hours. This means three days’ worth of training can be completed in a single day.
Realistically, this is a very attractive facility that can compensate for the lack of time.
This training facility would be the best if used properly.
“I think I’d like to discuss it with them before deciding. Thank you for your time.”
“No, this is my job. Also, I’ve arranged for two soul stones, so I’ll have them delivered to the shared room.”
“Thank you. Well then.”
“Yes, good luck.”
“Okute,” he muttered.
Although the decision was postponed, a solution was found.
After exchanging brief greetings and being seen off by Suella, I left the HR department.
“Hii!”
As I passed through the door, I thought I heard the sound of lightning and a familiar scream, but I still had to go into the Dungeon to manage funds.
I decided to ignore the unnecessary things.
“I demand an explanation.”
Then, the time had come.
“Why me too, gee?”
“Seeing is believing, but that doesn’t mean you can go in ignorant. Knowledge is never a bad thing. Besides, Kaido, you haven’t memorized any of the data. At this point, it doesn’t matter if it’s two or three people. Just remember it together.”
It was the weekend, my first day at my part-time job. Minami, who had come to work with enthusiasm about finally being able to use magic, complained about the sudden theoretical training.
If he doesn’t concentrate and acts out, it’s going to be a problem.
“It’s a scam, fubu?!”
“Sorry, please continue.”
Well, with Katsu here, I don’t need to worry too much.
“Don’t worry, we’ll do practical training later.”
“That’s more concerning for me.”
I almost agree with Kaido, but I firmly closed my mouth, knowing I shouldn’t say it.
“Well, you’re getting paid just to listen. You should consider it a stroke of luck.”
“That’s true, gozaru. Getting paid to read a guide book. Huh? This is amazing, isn’t it?”
Minami’s statement was a bit blunt, but it hit the mark.
The guide book analogy is apt, and what I’ve created isn’t far off from that. It contains information about monster characteristics, dungeon facilities, and features, offering an overview rather than a complete walkthrough.
“Now that you seem to understand, let’s begin. I’m giving you these documents, so feel free to write notes on them.”
As he said that, he started writing the key points of the document on a whiteboard borrowed from the company while explaining.
When working in a group, the most efficient method is to divide tasks and specialize in specific departments. It’s more effective and leads to mastery when people focus on one thing. However, this method drastically reduces efficiency if even one part fails. Because they specialize, they lack knowledge of other areas. And what I’m trying to do is distribute the risk. I’m explaining specialization as if it’s bad, but specialization itself isn’t bad. The point is to retain the benefits of mastery and efficiency while avoiding the stagnation that occurs when a part is missing.
When forming a party, roles are assigned based on each position. Frontliners have their jobs, backliners have theirs, and it’s crucial that they know each other’s responsibilities. Of course, there’s also information that everyone must share.
“And this is the escape device. Generally, it can’t be used when monsters are around, so be careful. If you’re trying to escape at full speed and there are monsters behind you, it’ll just become a dead end.”
“Egads, gozaru. If this dungeon were a game, it would definitely be certified as a terrible game.”
The escape device is an example. If I were the only one who knew how to activate it, and I got injured and had to retreat, we’d have to go back to the entrance. During that time, we’d suffer the disadvantages of transporting an injured person and reduced combat strength, with the risk level skyrocketing. I find it unusual for a workplace to have such a lack of information sharing, but I continue the explanation, accepting it as such.
“Are there any questions about what I’ve explained so far?”
“How do you use magic power?”
“Ah, as Katsu said. It’s faster to show you than to explain, so we’ll do it later.”
“Ugh, I want to use magic quickly, gozaru.”
“Then why are you an Enchanter? You should have just been a Mage. To be blunt, your position is rather dull.”
It’s a bit early, but we can clear up any burning questions during the break.
“Fufufufu, you’re naive, Leader!”
“Leader?”
I somehow feel like my title has been decided, but it’s not a strange name, so I won’t mind.
“These seemingly dull and unfortunate professions are actually the shortest path to becoming the strongest, gozaru!!”
“This company completely defies common fantasy tropes, though.”
Kaido calmly interjects as Minami strikes a pose with the intensity of a sound effect.
“… It’s not a problem for me as you’re aren’t overlapping with existing roles, but if you want to change, do it before we get the equipment. Our team isn’t wealthy enough for unnecessary expenses.”
I give a word of caution to Minami, who is making a choice based on vague information without seeing the reality. In fact, with Kaido as a Magic Swordsman, I needed a support or buffing Mage more than an offensive one. So, Minami’s choice is welcome.
“Understood, gozaru!!”
His energetic reply looks enthusiastic and endearing, but seeing Katsu next to him holding his head makes me realize it’s an impulsive decision. I think he’s struggling, but I have no intention of delving into his private life.
“Well, that’s a good stopping point. Practice makes perfect, as they say.”
With everyone’s concentration waning, and the overview complete, I decided to end the theoretical training here. I shifted my demeanor, as if loosening my shoulders, and put away the materials I had been using.
“Ah, Senpai, I don’t understand something…”
“!”
The two astute individuals reacted in opposite ways. Kaido looked despairing, while Minami looked hopeful.
And so I said, “Let’s move on to the practical training you’ve been waiting for.”
For now, I’ll confront them with the reality of society.
Though I say I’ll confront them with reality, the actual task isn’t that difficult.
Since it’s practical training, they’ll change into jerseys prepared by us, suitable for physical activity, and we’ll move to another room.
This room is a training room filled only with magic, where time cannot be manipulated and no monsters appear. There, I had them undergo their first practical training.
Ah, compared to the practical training I first underwent, this seems like child’s play.
It seems like child’s play, but…
“Huff, puff, huff.”
“…You’ve only run three kilometers.”
If their magic crests were enhanced, this much would at most make them break a sweat, not leave them out of breath. Yet, Minami reality is collapsing.
I check on Katsu, just in case.
“With this, I can go toe-to-toe with the mothers at the supermarket.”
“What kind of supermarket madams are you talking about?”
He was having a conversation with Kaido that I couldn’t just ignore, but for now, Katsu has a relaxed expression.
The primary cause is confirmed to be Minami.
I thought it would be bad to jump straight into combat, so I had them practice improving their physical abilities with magic, and it seems that was the right decision.
As they are students who focus on academics, despite me teaching them the sensations, they both quickly learned to use magic.
And then, for the physical ability test, there were no specific items prepared; they were to gauge it through completely free action.
They were surprised to find that their results improved with no visible change in their bodies, whether they were running or jumping. Minami, in particular, was ecstatic.
“Yippeeーーーーーーーーーー!!!!”
She was so overjoyed that her usual demeanor broke.
“With the current me, I can become the wind, gozaru!!”
She ran around saying such things, so I had her try a run. Katsu, on the other hand, was easily opening and closing his hands, not breaking a sweat, and seemed satisfied with his performance.
As for Minami, she followed Katsu at first, but after running one kilometer, she was already a lap behind. After two kilometers, her initial speed was nowhere to be seen. By the time she finished three kilometers, she was gasping for air like this and lay sprawled out.
Should I rejoice in my decision to not start with combat training, or lament that I’m becoming too much like this company by briefly considering incorporating combat training?
I decided that worrying about such things could wait until evening drinks. Minami, who was catching her breath while lying on her back, had at least changed into a jersey suitable for exercise. I wondered how long she would be able to stay active if she were to equip actual gear.
“Well, this is reality.”
Exhaling cigarette smoke, I wondered if their activity limit would be the same as that of the giant of light who arrived from some nebula. While considering that, I informed Minami that fantasy is also a reality.
“It’s a, drawback of, beginner levels, gozaru.”
“In your case, you’re just a homebody. That’s why I told you so many times to exercise. You thought it was fine because you wouldn’t get fat, but it’s your own fault.”
As Minami’s breathing started to stabilize, Katsu delivered a sharp retort.
Seeing this reality, I found no reason to deny it and decided to join in.
“Magic may be omnipotent, but without a foundation, it’s useless. Combat is our main business here, so for a while, it will be about building basic physical strength. Well, Katsu will be doing that in parallel with his magic training.”
“That’s discrimination, gozaru!!”
“Regrettably, this is a distinction.”
If one goes to the next stage without being able to do what’s necessary, it’s just an invitation to failure.
The basics are important in anything.
It’s common practice just about anywhere to assign tasks based on who can and cannot do them.
“No magic practice until you can run at least five kilometers.”
“Reality is cruel, gozaru.”
“What are you talking about? Compared to my training, you’re still better off.”
If I were told to run five kilometers at full speed right now, I’m confident I’d choose to run.
“What kind of training did you undergo?”
“…I just repeated actual combat training that felt like I was glimpsing the River Styx several times.”
My expression is probably dead right now.
Exhaling cigarette smoke, I described my own training in a single sentence.
“My training now is kind of like that too!”
And then, Kaido’s expression also died.
“I’m glad I’m not a full-time employee, gozaru.”
“Are you alright? This company?”
“Well, we won’t make you do that immediately, so don’t worry.”
“Will we have to do it eventually!?”
To Minami’s cry, I could only offer a wry smile.
Even if it’s a path they will eventually take, I can’t let them be too far removed from reality at this moment.
However, my reaction seemed to make them realize something, and their faces turned completely pale.
“For this guy’s reintegration into society… sacrifice is inevitable… I’ll do it!! Minami, I’ve made up my mind!!”
“Katsu!?”
Watching Minami, who was shaken by the scene of Katsu and his childhood friend, who had tilted some strange scales, arbitrarily making up their minds, the day passed with the addition of the two part-time employees.
And I couldn’t decide whether I should tell these two that the appearance of the Majikaru Stick was already set.
Jiro Tanaka, 28 years old, single, no girlfriend.
Occupation: Dungeon Tester (Full-time Employee) + Recruiter (Scout)
Magic Aptitude: 8 (General Class)
Rank: Warrior
Status
Strength: 355 → Strength: 371
Stamina: 396 → Stamina: 398
Agility: 187 → Agility: 202
Endurance: 238 (-5) → Endurance: 250 (-5)
Dexterity: 222 → Dexterity: 229
Knowledge: 50 → Knowledge: 50
Intuition: 51 → Intuition: 56
Luck: 5 → Luck: 5
Magic Power: 207 → Magic Power: 231
Condition:
Nicotine Addiction
Lung Contamination
Today’s Word:
As one learns more about society, common sense crumbles away.
Well, in this company, the unconventional roam freely.
Party members with low stamina have joined us.
Next time, we plan to incorporate a small party battle.
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