D Genesis, 3 Years after Dungeon Appeared

The moment the man appeared, the room being manned by the US surveillance team was surrounded by a sudden storm.

"Hey, Nor!

"What?

"Ah, that! You're in front of the gate, aren't you Dmitry Nernikov?!

"Ha? Hmm... that's not true."

Inspired by Raleigh's rush, Nor, who checked the monitor, confirmed that it was indeed a biased dominant.

Why would a Russian hero go to D Powers' office? And there's Simon in there?

"Why is Simon and Dmitry meeting here? Do you hear something?

"No, I didn't hear anything. Or is this a meeting?

Too much coincidence.

"Well, that might be true."

"The sound inside..."

"I still can't pick it up. Iron walls."

Simon's team standby isn't starting right now, but it's not a bad story.

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"Hey, Sasha (* 1), isn't that the Dmitry?

In the corner room opposite the joint CIA and NSA team, a man with an East Slavic face watching the lower office said surprisingly.

A sharp, bearded man called Sasha answered skeptically.

"Dmitry? No way. He's on the 18th floor now, isn't he? Did you see Drogna wrong?

Sasha approached to see the monitor that Drogna was watching.

A handsome man sitting in a chair in the back, pruning his beard into a stoic, lowered his legs and said.

"Yesterday, there was information that the target orb dropped and pulled it up for a break... did you shoot it?

"Oh, I've transferred the data to you."

"Roger, I'll contact the dungeon team."

The staff in the room acted impatiently as if it were him.

"What if it's you? A guy like Simon just showed up.

"Russian top explorer contacts American team at D Powers' office? On the day of his exile, Mitrohin (* 2) won't be able to do it again."

"Before that happens....."

"Don't hurry. But what the hell is that? Is that a US-based outbound agency?

"In that case, the other end of the business is going to give up, right?

"Originally, WDA was a cross-national organization. Maybe that's the center of some kind of dungeon politics."

The building is perfectly bugged from the outside. It is certain that that alone is not a normal house.

It is already a well-known fact that intelligence agencies around the world are nesting in this apartment, but no country has yet succeeded in infiltrating the house.

Somehow, they're being sent back to their home country. Even if I ask them, they seem to have suddenly lost consciousness, and I have no idea what's going on. All I could say was that it was creepy.

The other day, Lyonna, who followed the woman who sometimes came in and out of the house in an attempt to wiretap her, was found lying on the road and was just taken to the authorities.

Even a woman who looks like a little girl will most easily defeat us with training.

"Hey, don't you feel like something's going crazy in this world?

Drogna said so anxiously.

"What is it, all of a sudden?"

"No, since I started watching this house, I feel like they've been left out of this world."

"Hey, come on. We're looking down at that building, aren't we? It's not an old building on the high ground of Salams Lot."

"Is that why no one has been successful in breaking in? I'm sure you can see someone being sacrificed and the Lord hanging himself from the window."

Sasha laughed bitterly at the interaction between Drogna and Serioja.

"No, aren't you too poisoned by US culture?

"Thirty years ago, Glasnosti was pushed."

Sergio shrugged her shoulders and received a reply from the Dungeon Team.

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On the sofa, tension like a thin thread was pinned between the sanyoshi and the dominoes.

It was like a sword game where we were seriously confronting each other.

Dmitry, who came into the office, noticed that Simon was there, showing a slightly surprising atmosphere, but it was a change that he didn't know well.

Apparently, he came to visit Miyoshi. The living room was turned over to both of us, and Simon and I moved to the dining table.

Simon. What do you think he's doing here?

"How could I know?"

Looking sideways at the living room, I got up from the dining chair.

Well, I have to serve you a drink. So, what's the classic in Russia?

I don't know. The sweet, vitamin-enhancing compote was often used as a joke... but there's also something sour about it, something like honey tea. "

There is no compote in the boulder. Kefir and Medvuha... honey, Sviten? (* 3)

Didn't you drink a lot of coffee? It's like tea at home. "

It's too much trouble now, so let's get some vodka out of here.

Is that a Russian joke?

I laughed and said so to Simon, and I called out to Dmitry.

When you don't know, it's best to ask. The Russian hero seems to be able to speak English.

"Gaspardin, Nernikov."

He glanced at us.

"Chai is Chornui and Zellonui. All that's left is coffee and vodka. What do you want?

When it comes to tea in Russia, there are a lot of green tea and black tea.

The green tea is Zellonui Chai (green tea) as it is, and the black tea is said to be Challonui Chai (black tea).

I heard it was because it was so thick that I diluted it with hot water and drank it.

But when I first heard it, I thought it was Jonului tea, really.

Wotka.

Oh... that's right.

When Simon heard him respond small and sharp, he shrugged his shoulders with astonishment.

It seems true that people in that country are made of butter and vodka.

Grey Goose is not bad, and there are also shillocks made from grapes with good taste.

However, contemporary premium vodka is cocktail-oriented and distilled to contemporary tastes.

Sometimes I try to refine a classic vodka with all my might, but there's also Beruga Noble...

Where did you come from, Mr. Dmitry?

Surely the area must have been 22... they were in the Oreshek dungeon at first.

"Where is it?

Don't you do European history in Japan? Do you know the famous Oleshek fortress floating in the lake?

The fortress, also known as Schlusselburg Fortress, is built on an island that floats from Lake Radga, east of St. Petersburg, where the Neva River flows, and the whole island is integrated with the fortress.

After the thirteenth century, there seemed to have been intense land grabbing, initially with Sweden and later with Germany.

The Oreshek dungeon is a dungeon on its western shore, and on the other side of the river Pewtor I stands as if he were watching the dungeon.

Simon explains that the dungeon is known to be an ultra-sharf dungeon of just three layers but not cleared. Rather, it seems to be an unusual dungeon with limited access to three layers and no intentional clearance. The intent is unknown.

Do you know what the Russians think? I don't know what the Japanese think. And I don't know what the Americans think. "

Well, you just don't know what others are thinking.

But the ultra-sharf depth dungeon is what keeps getting in and out... maybe his high SPs are the cause.

I heard that story, and I took Ruski Standard out of the freezer. Vodka made in St. Petersburg.

When I tasted Loosey Brilliant at a Hoodex seminar held by Promtech Biz a few years ago, I was surprised at the taste, but unfortunately the 50-cl bottle, which consists of that unique facet, has not been imported into Japan with gold or platinum.

That said, standard-gold gold is a classic vodka that feels the sweetness of wheat and is soft and high quality.

I'm sure you'll like it... I thought it would be nice, but I poured it into a shot glass of red (Russian dashi) Edo chopper, which was frosty, and added smoked salmon.

I don't have any caviar left.

Even though the other person is drinking vodka, Miyoshi can't have tea... so I made a thin vodka tonic and put it out.

Of course, I quickly retreated to the kitchen.

There's something nice about it. Give me the salmon too. "

Fine, but what about vodka?

It's a pass. Do you have a beer?

I poured American craft beer into Simon without hesitation, laughing bitterly into his heart and saying, "What are you doing here?" Stone Louison Double IPA 2.0. 2.0 is a real buzzword.

So, this IPA. It has a bitter taste of Bali citrus flavor, like the craft IPA, and is perhaps perfect for pizza, but it doesn't suit salmon very well.

But Americans love beer like this very much. It feels more like a flavor than a taste. Prejudice, of course.

Simon must have drunk it deliciously, though.

By the way, Simon, it's not corona, so I think we should pour it into a glass. The bottle looks more like Simon.

(So, Miyoshi. What the hell is going on?

(No, I don't really understand that... you can eat, drink, and watch. That's how it feels.)

(Hmm....)

(Simon came at a time when he didn't know what he was up to... it's not a bridge to asylum, is it?

- In our office? Do that at the embassy....)

I whispered as I approached Simon.

I don't suppose it's a bridge to Dominic's asylum.

Simon, who heard that, sprayed a beer on my face.

Boo!!!

Hey! What are you doing?!

"What are you talking about?! I can't believe it!

I said while wiping my face with tissue.

So, Batting is a coincidence? Are you sure you're just here for the delivery meeting tomorrow?

Of course! Ahh, you blew it. Give me another bottle. "

That's the end of the stone. Then Guinness or Brewdog. "

Punk?

That's right. And then penguins. "

Can I drink it like that? Punk. Punk. "

I took the punk IPA out of the fridge.

This is also a grapefruity IPA, a grassy positioning of beer using such hops in Japan.

So, you've already finished Simon's errand?

"Don't be ridiculous, you can't go home with that in mind."

Simon raised the corner of his mouth pointing behind him with his left thumb.

Look at that, it's like a Japanese omelet.

You know that well, don't you?

When I was told that, I was staring at Miyoshi and my face became red gradually.

"Hey, isn't this the beginning of love?

No, didn't you just get drunk with vodka?

What is it, you boring bastard?

How do you make it interesting?

I thought Simon was drunk with two beers.

No, I'm not that close, but he's such a strange mentality. You're only interested in the top. "

Speaking of which, even on the eighteenth floor, I was looking at the mountain with a little pathological gaze.

I've heard that Mr. Dmitry has been number one since the announcement of the ranking.

That's right. It was his first time in second place, and he came to Yoyogi, who was more likely to have someone above him. So, you're good for that, right?

Simon, pointing to the back at the end of the punk IPA bottle, stepped out and asked.

"What the hell happened between them?

No, I don't think there's anything else... maybe that one?

Speaking of contact-like things, have Miyoshi ever advised you in the eighteenth floor?

Advice?

I told Simon how it was going.

"Hey, don't do anything stupid."

Sugar stuff?

"Even if he had always been number one in the world, right? I told you to come back to him because you're too weak to talk. That has an impact. It should make an impression."

Huh? That's not the way to put it....

Does it matter how you say it? You're saying the same thing. "

"But isn't that the first time he was born into sight? It must have been a miserable childhood to train and train without knowing my mother's love. I can't make friends because of this, and I'm lonely at RU."

Oh, really?

That surprised Simon.

No, my delusions. It's only been three years since the first dungeon. "

Um......

Are you an aunt in Osaka....

I felt like I could hear a 'sniff' behind the dialog.

Would you stop peculiar interrogation based on Western speculation?

Giggle

Oh no, what is it, Dmitry? You came this way!

Yoshimura... I see. You know where I'm from?

"Hey, did the Dmitry remember people's names? This guy is amazing."

He glanced at Simon and immediately turned around again.

Call me Keigo. I'm from Simon. "

"Then I'll talk to Meecha."

Karamazov, isn't it? (* 4)

"I'm not going to be sent to Siberia."

That's how we shook hands.

When I first talked to the Russians, I heard that the topic of Russian literature was good, but Dostoevsky and Tolstoy were the best. Anyway, the last part of the story is more or less "prayer."

Simon looked at it and shook the bottle of beer, saying,

"No, I only know you're an explorer in Area 22, trained in Olechev."

"Well... this watka tasted nostalgic."

How about another drink?

Dmitry nodded honestly.

Well, sit down, it's hard.

That's how Simon pulled the dining chair.

Do you want to make something, senpai?

Miyoshi, who came to dinner with him, said so, and took out the wine, and sat next to the pulled chair, opposite Simon.

It was like Moldovan wine. It is a wine from a country that has been approaching Japan for some time now with something of fairly high quality.

Russia is the one that imports the most of this wine, so I think we should consider TPO. In recent years, however, political issues have often been a source of concern for the embargo.

No, if you say so, don't you make it?

Senpai tastes better.

And when he poured wine into his glass, he lifted it up, and said softly.

"My grandfather says he can't afford to buy a house, he can afford to keep goats, but he's not going to buy them. Together, then, may our wishes and our margins coincide and be fulfilled!

The wine glass was touched by a cutter glass and a beer bottle, making a small, clear sound.

"How could you say that?

Dmitry heard him whispering his horn.

"In the comedy of Leonid-Guy. Was it right?

No problem.

What is that? 'Simon asked, holding the empty beer bottle's neck and shaking it to the left and right.

"It's a comedy from the '60s that no one in the old Soviet Union knew about."

Hee, the Russians have a long mouth to drink.

Some of them are short.

"Hey, what's up?

Simon received a new bottle from me and filled the cutter glass with new vodka.

Dmitry lifted it up and said.

"за здоровье"

"The Zdallovier? What's that supposed to mean?

"For health."

"Speaking of which, even in French a votre sante. It's called. Is it common to pray for health with a toast?"

Miyoshi is murmuring in Japanese that alcohol is not very healthy.

"We can mostly do it with cheers and toast, but to your health. Sometimes, too."

"Here's looking at you. Isn't that right?

Miyoshi chatted with Humphrey-Bogard's name dialog.

I would say that about Joshua, but it's not my character. In the case of the joint French-Italian operation, they, chin- "

Yes! It's an NGO in Japan.

In haste, Miyoshi interrupted Simon's words.

French, Italian and later Spanish toast headlines have a word from the sound of glass hitting. However, when the Japanese listen to it, it becomes a bit of a story. By the way, chi chi chi chi.

You probably know that. Simon was persistent, and why was he playing with Miyoshi?

"Why did you say that? It was a three-nation get-together."

Senpai, don't mumble on your own, please give me something delicious.

Yes, yes, yes.

"It's delicious... yes, there's something interesting about it."

That said, I took out the dungeon and gave it to both of you.

"Yoshimura. You don't have any oranges on the liquor snap, do you? What the hell is this?

Japan's High Quality Orange is very similar to Setka, but this is actually from the dungeon.

"Hah?!

Simon and Dmitry watched as they heard it.

With incredible eyes, Dmitry looked at what was in his hand and rolled to see it.

You mean this guy was in the tree in the dungeon?

I found it on the 21st floor. Sounds delicious, doesn't it?

"Did you hear that, Dmitry? This idiot has no idea what this means."

Keigo, I just want to ask you one question. - Did you get a lip?

When I let Sanyoshi look at me, Sanyoshi answered them in my place.

Yes, the lip time was about a minute.

Did you report that?

Of course, it's JDA.

This guy could change the world's food situation. You're going to produce infinite quantities if you don't?

That's true, but we're already producing wheat that might lip infinitely, so the impact is weak.

Senpai, talk about wheat.

(The application for D evolution was filed yesterday, and it seems that it has not yet been known. Let's just keep quiet about the barley till we know what the JDA wants.)

Roger that.

If it's found on one floor, it's possible, but it's on the 21st floor.

The news is that there are high-quality edible plants in the dungeon. If we don't protect it before we know it, we'll find someone who'll take the whole tree with us. "

Ah

It is possible to dig back into the surrounding soil and plant it on one floor. I don't know how far that dirt can go....

Monsters don't move the hierarchy spontaneously, but they follow in the train, so it shouldn't be impossible to move.

I don't know what happens when I leave the most moved monster behind. I've heard stories about what went out weakened over time, but I didn't know exactly what it was.

Have you done any research on bringing monsters out alive at US or RU?

That said, each of them answered it with a serious face.

"We've never been part of a survival operation because we're a major player... but companies, especially the military, may be doing it."

"It's no wonder there are people who think about biological weapons."

"Hey... but I don't think that's how it works. I mean, what happens when you plant that tree on the ground?

"It's like a myth about Isopos," Meecha said.

Isopos is Turkish or Greek and is known in Japan as Isops.

The story of a geese laying golden eggs is exactly the same.

I dug up all those trees, and it's unlikely they'll die up there... but if it's a dungeon, I'll repopulate the tree, too.

I might, but I didn't lip it to the same place. So I don't know if he's actually lipping it. "

Did you try it?!

Ah, no, it's another suitable grass, though.

It's a two-storey farm that I've been checking.

You can do the same experiment on the Yokohama dance floor and prove that if you show up somewhere on the floor, you'll try it sometime.

Hmm. When I hear that, I don't think it's efficient to do dungeon-related research and attack vertically.

There are a lot of fences in the world.

"Because we have DoD and it's getting more and more chaotic... Oops, it's hard for Russia to find out."

Meecha smiled uncommonly when she saw Simon saying that he was a fool and said that he would already know that.

For some time afterwards, we continued to have social gatherings in three countries, but Mr. Naruse, who visited for the loading of luggage to Yokohama, opened up at the entrance with his eyes rounded and solidified.

At the end, Micah said, "Па друббы," and drank all the vodka left in the glass and went home.

Dolloose bye?

Come on? I'm sure you're feeling better or something.

I see. So I'm going home, too. Say hello tomorrow. "

Simon said that and went home winking at Naruse. He's as light as ever.

"Er... what the hell happened?

Naruse probably asked.

"Well, what did Meecha end up doing here?

"To drink vodka from home?

"I thought you had something to do with Miyoshi... Simon's coffee, is it a cafe or something?

"Mr. Lance will be here soon. What am I supposed to do?

"He's in Washington, D.C., and the state laws were amended a little over a decade ago to make a lot of craft distilleries around Seattle, but it's been a long time since it tasted like home."

"Mr. Lance is probably in his 30s, so I feel like I started drinking enough a little over 10 years ago. Isn't that better with CCs or something?

"... sure. Somehow it looks good on me."

In nature, sitting on a log with a fire, Lance has a CC in his copper mug. The bottle reflects the light of a spark under its feet.

Looks like a CC poster!

"Senpai, senpai. Looking at Wikipedia's Canadian whiskey, it looks like there's a Century Distillery in Vancouver that makes alcohol called Century Reserve. Mr. Lance, isn't that your neighbor?

"That's bullshit. I'm sure the Century Reserve was Vancouver's brand, but it was Cascadia Distillery, and it was sold off to Highwood Distillery in Alberta over a decade ago."

So now Century Reserve 21 is a high-wood product. The original sake was also bought and taken to the Alberta warehouse at the same time, so the contents would still be from Cascadia Distillery.

The site was sold off to Andrew's wine in the same year and became a winery. And the following year, Andrew Wine becomes Andrew Pellar Limited.

Hee, senpai, you know a lot about whiskey.

"I'm just interested. I'm going to lose your wine disease."

"No, that's not what I'm talking about..."

Naruse finally turned his eyebrows into hats.

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"Hey, it's coming out!

We've been watching, and Drogna's headed for Sasha.

"It's been a long time, but is it alone?

"Apparently so. I've been going to see if there are any of them behind me, but they don't seem to stick to anything."

"So, what the hell are you doing?

At that time, Drogna opened her eyes wide.

"You're kidding. Dmitry's singing a song."

Sasha also confirmed this when he immediately pressed the headphones connected by the sound of the sound collector microphone into one of his ears, as if a natural mutation had occurred.

"I can't believe it....."

"I can't believe that some kind of deal came together...."

"Tell the embassy and the dungeon team immediately. We'll keep the Dmitry under surveillance for a while."

Copy that.

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At the Fruit Tree Tea Industry Research Department of the Comprehensive Research Organization for Agriculture and Food Industry Technology on the weekend, researcher Shigeru Sayama, a man wearing glasses with a terrible complexion, spoke to Chief Akinori Mizuki with a dark face.

"Chief, that citrus DNA test I was asked for...."

"Oh, did you get the results?

"That's... I don't understand."

"What do you mean? Are you saying we can't identify them with our CAPS markers?

"No, that's..."

According to Sayama's explanation, he was told to make every effort, so if two researchers conducted separate appraisals...

"It turned out quite differently."

"What do you mean? Are you saying that the subject was mixed with multiple kinds of citrus?

"No, samples taken from the same fruit were used. I don't know why, so I've tried it over and over again...."

Here, citrus varieties are identified using nine CAPS markers.

"When I talked to the marker at home, there were results called Amakusa."

Asakusa or something?

It certainly looks similar, but (Kiyomi × Encore) × Mercot, Asakusa (Kiyomi × Okutsu) × Page Orange?

Both Cp0089/HindIII and Tf0013/RsaI should be different. Genetically, it's so different.

"In other words, is this fruit mixed with seed genes and amakusa genes?

"No... that's not true..."

"Oh, my God, I'm so badly cut."

"Chief, I'm telling you, this is not my fault. Judging logically from the results..."

He went on to say so, but he made up his mind.

"--I think the results have changed depending on the person who did the appraisal."

Mizuki looked stunned for a moment. What the hell is this guy talking about?

I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.

"Just report it, but I don't know."

"Does it mean the sample or instrument is contaminated?

"That should mix both genes, but the result is either."

Too ridiculously, Sayama looked at the water tree as if it were scratching.

"Chief, where did you take this sample?

"... JDA."

"Does that mean it's from the dungeon...?

Mizuki did not ask about the details of the source around it.

But JDA came all the way to the appraisal. It's impossible that an employee wanted to know if it was real and asked me to check it out.

"I didn't ask for details, but maybe."

Speaking of dungeon fruit, I have heard stories of tree strawberries being discovered in Europe before. I bet they did DNA tests on it too... but the results must have been a common strawberry tree.

Mizuki wrote to himself to get more information later.

"By the way, is there a law? Or perfectly random?

"Actually, I tried to do it again several times, but if something that was evaluated as an asparagus is redone or something that was evaluated as an asparagus is redone, it becomes an asparagus."

"Does it mean that if one of us decides at the time of the first observation, it will always be that way?

"That's right...."

"What?

"Without giving me any information, I had another one evaluate it, and it turned out to be Kiyomi."

Sayama reported it as if she no longer understood the reason.

Upon hearing that, Mizuki smiled ironically.

"Would you like to decide until the subject's DNA has been examined? Since when has genetic testing become quantum mechanics?

"It's as if there were multiple DNA sequences overlapping from the beginning, and it even seems to converge to one of them at the moment of observation."

Sayama shook his head as if it were a bad joke.

"A little while ago, I was told that fullerene produced interferometric fringes in a double slit experiment, but is that what happens with DNA?"

In fact, the multiworld interpretation is the right answer, and the results can't be derived from molecular biology. Relax. What's in front of you is not a monster you don't know. It's supposed to be just citrus.

We need more samples to come to a conclusion. Nevertheless, I don't think there will be such a large budget for such a test.

Depending on the appraiser, the DNA appraisal results will change? If it hadn't been for my men, I probably wouldn't have listened.

"So how do you think you should communicate the results of this appraisal?

"I didn't want to! Then I want to forget everything and go back to life."

"Is it possible?

I feel that it would be more impossible for JDA to make DNA appraisal at home as a matter of urgency and put the subject on a normal surface.

I wonder if you expected such a result from the beginning. If so, a proper report could lead to a suspicion of our appraisal ability.

"... you can't do that. It was one of the biggest mistakes of my life."

Sayama dropped his shoulders without strength when his complexion worsened further.

I'm going to have to write a report that I can't believe. And with a signature.

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe you'll give us a name."

That's how Mizuki narrowed his eyes.

The resulting report should be a major discovery of the century. Unless you're treated like a madman.

"Do you still have fruit?

"There are two more left...."

"Ask Mr. Kitashima of Kyodai University and Dr. Kannuma of the National Institute of Genetics for a follow-up test."

Huh?

"As a precaution, please make sure you have two or more other people to identify the variety separately."

"Wow, I see. I'll arrange it immediately."

"Don't write about what happened here."

Roger that.

They asked for a trial to reduce the likelihood of being treated as a madman.

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On that day, Shibushi, who came back from the 18th floor, was stopped at the dungeon reception and received an explanation of the request from JADA in a separate room from the staff of the Commercial Division.

So, JADA has asked me to do this, but will you accept it?

"Why are you pointing at us?

"No, they want to hire Yoyogi's top explorer. It was JDA who recommended Yasuo Hayashida's team."

"Hmm. So, what is JADA?

"I'm with the Japan Anti-Doping Organization. This is an organization that conducts doping inspections in the Japanese sports world."

"Anti-doping? What kind of organization would ask us to do that?

He wants to have an informal recording session.

"Recording meeting? Why would you do that?

"The purpose of the request seems to be to know the motor abilities of the top Explorers."

Hmm.

"That's nice, Hayashida. That sounds interesting."

That's what Kiyabu said and put his hand around Hayashida's shoulder.

"It's going to be another big fan event, isn't it?

"Um... so what's the reward?

What was presented was an amount that was not very expensive compared to dungeon exploration, although it was broken as a part-time fee for a day of restraint.

"Hey, isn't it bitter?

East said that Kiyabu laid it down.

"Well, actually, we both want to know how much sport works, right? If you appeal here, you'll be next year's hero.

"Next year, the Olympics?

"That's right. You're going to decide on the official representation, aren't you?

"No, that's right. Whatever it is, what about that ambition?"

The story of Yoshiyabu, who wanted to stand out, seemed absurd to the realistic east.

"What does Daiken think?

"I don't care. I'm not very interested, but I definitely don't hate it enough."

"All right, then, Dennis."

"Hmm, well, I don't mind either. So, what about Hayashida?

I see. No one objected, and since there is a slightly chaotic guy, can I take it for a day or so? "

"All right! It's settled!

"Thank you very much. So here's the details."

That said, the JDA staff gave Linda a form with the details of the test.

"Leg size?

"Shoes for shore will be available at JADA, so please fill in the size."

"Oh, thank you. There's a wide range of dates."

"In the meantime, they can always do it."

Well, I wonder if you could make it the earliest day. We need to get this over with and get back to work. "

"I see. That's how we'll proceed, so please head straight to Honrennuma's National Sports Science Center on the day."

"Okay."

The day when Shibuki becomes a hero is near.... maybe.

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It's nine miles from McLean to the Home Office. It takes less than 20 minutes by car.

Alen-Coleman, who was contacted that day, visited the Dungeon Provincial Secretary's Office in the Ministry of the Interior late in the afternoon.

"Hey, Allen. It's been a long time."

"I don't need troublesome greetings, so what the hell do you want?

Allen and Curtis aren't bad friends. This is the standard for a man named Allen Coleman who values efficiency.

David suggested a chair to Allen with a bitter smile.

"Actually, I need you to do a little research on Japan's DA."

"Should I contact you on the regular route?

"Of course I will."

Allen recombined his feet nervously.

"Still, Japan again?

"What happened?

"Your business enemies have asked me to do the same."

A commercial enemy is probably a DAD.

While thanking Allen for the insignificant information, Curtis suddenly lost his mind.

"What are you doing?

"Ask that directly. So what am I supposed to find out?

"Apparently Japan has established a method of selecting dungeon ores."

Allen frowned at it.

……

"I want you to find out..."

"Curtis, haven't you read the WDA report?

Curtis, who was interrupted in the middle of the conversation, was puzzled.

"No, I haven't received today's report yet... what do you mean?

"That story is now available in the latest WDA report."

"What do you mean?

Allen took a deep breath.

"Looks like we don't need it. Well, I'm busy, so I'm going home."

"Oh, hey."

Curtis called up a list of WDA reports after he dropped off his back shortly after the call.

There was indeed a report on JDA mining in the latest location.

Looking at the contents, he murmured to hold his temples.

"Whatever you think, it's classified information... what the hell is going on in that country?"