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Chapter 37

After that, while chatting with Grandpa and completing each Daily Mission as it updated, we waited for the crater to cool down.

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★Daily Mission★

Let's keep up the steady effort every day!

'Daily Workout: Push-ups Part 2'

Push-ups 1,000/1,000

★Today's Daily Mission Complete!★

Reward: Wisdom of the Ancients B (50,000 EXP)

Skill Nutrient B (50,000 Skill EXP)

Skill Nutrient C (10,000 Skill EXP)

Consecutive days: Day 60

Steady Rank: Platinum Multiplier 10.0x

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Thank you, everyone.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

And thank you again.

At last, I, Akagi Hideo, am officially a Platinum mber.

A 10.0x experience multiplier, they say.

That's broken. Insane. I love it.

I feel like I'm about to cry.

"It's finally not hot anymore."

I slid down into the crater and reached out toward the thing I could only confirm from above.

The item na is 'Calamity Mollusk,' huh?

Another ominous na... If the Foundation finds this, they'll definitely make a fuss...

Just like Shimaenaga-san, it's a living-type anomalous substance.

Black... I an, what is this... a slug?

It's a slug about 30 cm long.

Honestly, it's kinda gross, but it's an anomalous substance that showed up after beating the boss, so I've gotta take it.

Well then, excuse for a mont—heave-ho, let's lift you up.

Ah, warr than I expected. Kinda cute, even.

What do you call this?

Is it what they call gross-cute?

Not as slimy as it looks.

Actually, the surface is pretty smooth.

Its mouth is full of sharp teeth.

A little scary, maybe.

Looks kinda like Gigi Nebra.

But its antennae are twitching, and yeah, overall, I'd say it falls under the cute category.

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'Calamity Mollusk'

An evil bug that once destroyed the world.

The Calamity Mollusk drifts freely and aimlessly.

Black Swamp◼️monster◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️

◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️ripped◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️

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Oh?

This is different from before.

Can't really tell what the effect is.

Garbled text? Is this garbled?

"Chii chii chii"

"Gii"

Oh my, getting along already.

Hey—Shimaenaga-san! Don't peck it!

It's not food! Stop that!

"You really don't let your guard down."

"Chii......"

"Please reflect on your actions, Shimaenaga-san."

"Chii"

"Gii"

Hmm.

So this little one says 'Gii.'

Gross-cute, isn't it?

Let's na it Gii-san.

"Oh, a slug, huh?"

"Ah, Grandpa. Look, this ca out after we beat the boss."

"So it appears when you defeat a boss."

"Hard to say. I don't think every boss drops a slug though..."

Does everyone get one, maybe?

"Oh, this! This is it. This is what shot ."

Grandpa picked up the revolver that had fallen nearby.

"Haven't seen a revolver in ages."

Grandpa pointed the barrel in a completely wrong direction.

Then quickly lowered it and said, "This is dangerous, I'll hold onto it."

"Hm. This...? So kind of wreckage?"

"Ah—probably my smartphone..."

It was completely wrecked beyond recognition.

I'll have to buy a new one.

Alright, I think we've collected everything we needed.

Now we just have to figure out what to do with the ridiculously huge crystal the boss dropped.

It's black and murky, but it's definitely a crystal-like formation. It'll probably fetch a lot of money.

"Let's see now. Heave-ho. Whoa, it's pretty heavy."

"Are you okay, Grandpa?"

"I'm fine."

Grandpa and I returned to the room in front of the do, where the villains we'd tied up with rope were.

"D-Don't tell ... you defeated the avatar of the evil god...?"

"N-No way... This shouldn't be possible..."

"To defeat a raid boss alone... Just how far beyond the norm are you...?"

They're babbling nonsense.

"You lot are getting handed over to the Dungeon Foundation. Better prepare yourselves."

"We'd rather die than be captured by the Foundation!"

"We'll blow up the entire dungeon with us!"

"Gii"

I figured I'd just snap my fingers and put them to sleep for a bit.

But then, Gii-san, who I was holding, slithered down my arm and onto my outstretched palm.

"Gii!"

With an eerie cry, the space around Gii-san warped, and black tentacles burst out with terrifying speed.

The tentacles smacked the cultists with a loud slap, and as if their job was done, they vanished back into the warped space.

The cultists stood there, eyes rolled back.

They didn't seem sane anymore.

"Hey! What are you all doing?! Enough—if it's co to this, I'll just take you all down with ..."

"No, we must show them reverence."

"Reverence... we must show it. To our god."

Those struck by Gii-san's tentacles began strangling their fellow cultists.

"So that's Gii-san's first skill... Could it be that whoever gets smacked by those slimy things gets brainwashed?"

"Gii♪"

Unlike Shimaenaga-san, this is clearly an offensive-type skill.

It already totally qualifies as a Calamity.

I feel like I really need to manage its growth rate properly, or things could get out of hand.

"Gii-san, let's make an agreent now about how we'll distribute the experience."

"Gii"

"It'll be 5:3:2 for , Shimaenaga-san, and Gii-san. Sound good?"

"Gii......"

"Chii......"

"......4:4:2."

"Chii~"

"Gii......"

So Gii-san's the type who also loves leveling up...

"......How about 3:4:3?"

"Gii......"

"See, Shimaenaga-san is your senior, right?"

"Gii"

Looks like Gii-san's finally agreed.

Gii-san's getting a smaller share than Shimaenaga-san, but I have to make the cut sowhere—or they'll start demanding sothing like 2:4:4.

Still, my kids sure are ambitious.

I'm proud of them... I really am. Whew.

Grandfather and I rounded up the villains and started heading back the way we ca.

And yes, the Daily Missions kept ambushing us rcilessly on the way ho too.

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——Shurado's Perspective

Two months had nearly passed since Akagi Hideo and his grandfather went missing.

At the start of the new year, they left behind a cryptic ssage and vanished, briefly stirring up the public with news of their disappearance.

Two months.

Generally speaking, if soone's been missing that long, people assu all hope is lost.

Shurado had returned to Akagi's grandparents' house, which she had already investigated several tis.

This was her third visit.

"I'm sure that in that mont, Akagi-san found the dungeon."

Shurado lowered her gaze to her phone screen and murmured as she stared at the ssage from two months ago.

Along with two Foundation staff and three agents, they got permission from Akagi Hideo's grandmother to investigate the backyard.

It was a place they had already searched many tis before.

A barren yard with not a single building.

The only thing there was a plum tree budding in preparation for spring.

"Still, I doubt we'll find anything."

One of the agents muttered.

Shurado put her finger to her lips and gestured for silence.

She thought she heard sothing.

——Korororo......

Shurado didn't miss it.

"Above...?"

She looked up at the sky.

Nothing was there.

But with her heightened awareness, Shurado could sense that sothing was lurking there.

She borrowed a handgun from an agent and calmly fired at the presence. Two shots rang out in the early spring sky.

Sparks flew—and at the sa ti, blue blood spilled from the empty air.

"I-Is sothing there!?"

"Eeeek!?"

The non-combat staff clutched their heads and scread. Their minds were starting to shake.

It was a direct ntal assault a bit too intense for the average person.

"A being beyond human perception."

"It's a type of anomaly that's invisible to us."

"You all need to evacuate and request backup imdiately. Go!"

The agents drew their guns and aid at the empty sky.

They couldn't see anything.

But they were used to dealing with anomalies on the job, so they didn't flinch.

With a rumbling sound, the invisible thing revealed itself.

Shurado was the only one who could actually see it.

Its appearance was too alien to describe in words.

A hermit crab might be the closest comparison.

A blue-black hermit crab with countless long legs.

The hermit crab carried an old, weathered storehouse on its back.

It had been injured by Shurado's shot—seems she hit the soft spot near the base of one of its legs. Viscous blue blood dripped heavily from the wound.

The hermit crab looked to be in a lot of pain.

Maybe frightened by the attack, it slowly lowered the storehouse to the ground.

"This is..."

"What is it, Shurado?"

"It's a crab."

"......"

"Judging by its appearance, it's a low-level underling. It must've been guarding sothing."

The hermit crab stared intently at Shurado, then vanished again into invisibility.

"Where did the crab go?"

"It's gone now."

"Shouldn't we go after it?"

"It's fine. I already hit it with a paint round."

"Huh? Ah... When did you..."

Shurado had only fired two shots.

One was a lead bullet. The other was a paint round.

When she fired the first shot, she had manually loaded the paint round she brought into the chamber and fired it.

Since she often appears in public, she dislikes carrying a gun regularly, and usually ejects paint rounds using her own skill.

"Here, returning this. Thank you!"

"Ah, sure."

Shurado returned the handgun to the agent.

Along with the spent casing and the 9mm bullet she'd removed from the chamber to load the paint round.

Shurado walked briskly toward the storehouse.

The agents looked worried and tried to stop their overly brave superior, asking "Isn't it dangerous?"—but it was pointless.

The mont Shurado entered the storehouse and glanced around, she noticed a trapdoor tucked in the back.

She approached it.

Just then—snap!—a dry sound rang out.

The trapdoor burst open from below with great force.

It was as if an explosion had blown it open.

"Finally, you're back."

"Hideo, you're blocking the way."

"Ah, right. Sorry, Grandpa."

One after another, suspicious n erged from the trapdoor.

"Who even are you people, dressed like villains from so ancient fallen Buddhist sect! (※That's not a real phrase in Japanese.)"

"Huh? That voice... Shurado?"

"Ah... Akagi!"

The one who popped his head out of the hole was Akagi Hideo.

The mont Shurado saw him, her eyes welled up.

At the sa ti, a tired smile crossed her face.

"Honestly... you really are hopeless, Akagi."

"? Shurado?"

"I always believed that nothing short of a catastrophe could take you down, but to vanish for two whole months... no, this gloom doesn't suit you. You really are a monk-style explorer. Welco back, Akagi!"

"Yes, I'm ho."

Shurado wiped her tears and said it with a bright, beaming smile.

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