D Genesis, 3 Years after Dungeon Appeared

That afternoon, when the cold rain began to turn into fine snow, the D Powers office bell rang.

Oh, it's Naruse.

I wonder if you were meeting Cui?

A little while ago, Cui came and now I'm bringing my junior, so I took an appointment to ask him about the investment and went home.

It was about the investment business, and it was a boat crossing, but I wonder if it is the details of going all the way to our place to make an appointment.

With that in mind, I went out the front door and opened the office door.

"Welcome."

"Hello."

"It must have been cold today."

"The Miyoshi house is a place where the doors are blurred and the snow is white, and spring comes to the house." (* 1)

"Terrible. I live here, too."

She took her coat and put it on the hanger, laughing bitterly at the terrible chant of good deeds.

Has it snowed?

"It's almost raining. Speaking of which, didn't Cui come?

"Ah, you just left. Looks like you're pretty busy over there."

Really? I just met him at JDA and he said he'd be here, so I thought maybe we could meet. "

Mitsumi saw it at JDA. "Yeah? While recalling the green reaction, I wondered if there was something dark behind it.

"I'm sorry, but what about today?

Um, first of all…

Naruse sat down and cut out the chair in the dining room he was guided to.

"--Miyoshi-san, what did you say to Amamiya?

"Amamiya-san?... ahh, that tooth looks glowing, lady killer."

Naruse suddenly blew it out, but he came back to ask.

"Why is Lady Killer... no way, an appraisal? Do you even know that?

"Come on?... so why are you doing this?

Looking at the blatantly deceiving Sanyoshi with suspicious gaze, she sandwiched the cup of cafe au lait with both hands to keep it warm.

"The manager of the promotion section suspected you might have blown something in... well, I had a little idea, so I listened quietly."

"I haven't done anything unusual.

That said, Miyoshi said to the opposite side of the disadvantage of setting up a fund herself, which Amamiya-san appealed for a long time, "Er, are you so troublesome? Then I'll quit."

"I also asked the manager of the promotion section, but it was really a one-off job."

"I just wanted to thank you politely for the advice you gave me, and I came home."

To appeal to Miyoshi in a white way, Mr. Naruse looked at him with a dazzling look.

I remembered his face, and I laughed a little.

"Well, that's fine... so as a promotional section, it seemed to have gone to the selection of a grant recipient on its own, and I was trying to get in touch without giving up, so I was told I couldn't get through to the phone."

"Are you still pulling out? That."

"After all, if you connect poorly, you'll hear a call all day long. If you want to take it, I'll connect you."

"... well, even if there's no connection, it won't hurt."

That's right.

Miyoshi smiled and said so.

I've never gone too far to avoid trouble. You won't die without answering your phone.

Therefore, it was confirmed that our company's representative number would remain out of line for a while. You should think about what to do when you have a decent business partner.

"But it's also troublesome to be stuck together."

Even if it's JDA, I wouldn't be able to do it anyway.

Unfortunately, I have stopped, but I can go through with it, but in that case, I'm sure you won't look good when you start your investment business.

Mr. Naruse is unfortunately carrying the cup to his mouth with both hands.

"This is how it happened, senpai. Let's donate it to the JDA fund."

"Huh? Can't we decide who we're going to subsidize?

Naruse said surprisingly when she heard that.

"No, even if it's a donation, you just have to separate it from the fund."

"Haha, that's Miyoshi."

After all, JDA's donation to the fund is what they want, so should I make a donation?

There will be no insane fund to specify the amount of the donation.

"How good is that?

"As a company? We're a small and medium-sized startup, and if we donate 10 million, I think we're doing pretty good... but what about around here?

"If it's a donation from a regular small business, I think it's a lot bigger than 10 million."

"Isn't that right? Okay, that's it."

Roger that.

"Now, Naruse will also face the Promotion Division, right? It's the money you donate thanks to Naruse."

"Yeah, well... I can see the head of the promotional section with a bitter, crushed face."

"Would you like another drink?

Miyoshi stood up to make a cafe au lait and poured milk into the milk bread to comfort Mr. Naruse who sighed.

"Thank you."

Anyway, the rumors that were ahead of the selection of grantees are irrelevant to us, so we can't help it.

"So, what are we talking about today?

"Ah, no, not really. This is about DNA testing for citrus."

As she sat back in the dining chair, Ms. Naruse shook the subject with regret.

I'm sorry, what?

"Oh, I got a fast report from my office. I kind of doubted your sanity... but what's wrong with that?

"I received a request from the Agricultural Research Organization, which requested an appraisal."

Request?

"Yes, I want you to take one of your staff to the 21st floor on the weekend."

"Huh? An escort?

It's hard to ask for an escort. I don't really want to take it.

"And he wants to get a D card."

"And a complete beginner?!

--Instead, I want to throw it out the window!

That's how I punished Mr. Wheat a little.....

"That's what happens."

You must look so sorry... what a favor.

"I think it's a bit common sense to take people who dive into the dungeon for the first time to the 21st floor... but even if I say one person, I'll stay, so what about asking the militia for a party with more manpower?

"There was hope over there, but it was decided that Miyoshi-san's party with Alsulz would be suitable for the 21st floor. They also seem to have taken into account the presence of a base on site."

"I see...."

If that's the case, if you're looking at the woods on the 21st floor with a small number of people, maybe it's the party we're best suited for.

It's convenient to think of it as a DP-House replenishment, but I don't know what kind of accident happens when you take a complete beginner to the 21st floor...

"I thought I'd better sell it to the Commercial Division."

Huh?

Dungeon reception is also performed by Dungeon Management Department staff, but it seems that it is basically the business of the Commercial Department to receive requests from others and assign them to Explorers. So-called guild receptionist job.

Heh, I was wondering if Dungeon Control would do that.

"For now, the Commercial Division is also the Dungeon Management Department. Regardless, it is the Commercial Division that receives the Explorer's order, and if it is not a nomination request, it is the Dungeon Management Division that decides the Explorer."

"So, the Commercial Division will do the order to us."

That's what I'm talking about.

I know how it works, but why should I sell it?

"Now the Dungeon Management Department is a paradise dancer thanks to Mr. D Powers."

"Yeah? What have we done?

"I feel painful about the classification of the safe area and the entrance examination problem."

"Hmm?! Is that our fault?!

"Bringing the foundation into the place."

"Nh, shh, but...."

"Even a barley field that could shake the world? At a time like this?

If you say so, it won't make a sound.....

"Thanks to this, the Dungeon Control staff are like zombies all day long, so I think it would be better to take care of this request and sell the favor to the Commercial Department to clear the hate.

I can see Hanaya behind Naruse's good smile.

"Senpai, we can't help it here. You'd better listen to me quietly....."

"Uuu...."

I tried, but we didn't seem to have much choice.

I was hoping someone would come to follow my instructions honestly, and raised the white flag in my head as soon as possible.

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"Don't you see?

In a Defense Department room in Ichigaya, the man who received the report slapped his face on the desk with his index finger and nervously several times.

"Yes, that's what JDA is saying."

"What do you mean? Isn't it JDA's job to manage the Explorer?

"The management of JDA is based solely on the ID and real name of the WDA card, and even if you make an inquiry with a street name, not to mention an uncertain name, there is no way to answer it."

Hmm.

The young man who brought the report thought that would be right.

If there were ten Explorers by the nickname Red Devil, there would be no way we could narrow down the Explorer even if we inquired in Red Devil. Moreover, Mr. Red Devil may be on the rise at this very moment.

In the first place, as far as the project to create the materials was concerned, there seemed to be no problem without identifying the subject.

"But it's impossible to think of this as a violation of the Code of Ethics. It's no legal substitute for someone I don't know who gave me a stone of no value."

The man who has received the report has a weak reaction.

Why are you so obsessed with making this material, even though you think it's a waste of resources? Young men couldn't understand.

"In the first place, even if this case just gets so far..."

"Which one do you think?

The story of the young man was cut off by a simple question.

"- What are you talking about?

"Does JDA really not know, or did they know and didn't give information?"

The young man was just in front of me.

The question raised by the man in front of us has nothing to do with our business in the first place. The young man was not interested in conspiracy, nor was he willing to work beyond his salary.

"Come on, but either way..."

"Okay. Thank you. I'll take care of the rest."

The man who received the report instructed the young man to leave the materials there and forcefully cut off the meeting.

"Excuse me."

The young man left the room greeting him without giving him a gift, even though he was intrepid.

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Ryuji Ice Room of the program production company Media 24 received a telephone call without notice.

"Yes"

Because there are many unannounced people in the station. Every time, I had a malicious feeling in my heart that I should register about 186 (* 2).

Of course, we won't name them when they're unannounced.

"Hello, Mr. Ice Room?

"Yes, but what about you?

It was a voice I never heard, but I couldn't remember it clearly.

I owe Mr. Ice Room his life.

"What?

Hearing that he saved his life, he wondered if this call might have been a mischief on the part of some bureau.

But I figured that no one would get what they did when they hooked up with themselves who weren't talents.

"I don't know who it is, but how did you get this number?

This number is for interested parties.

Since the business card contains an external number, this number should be unknown to anyone other than the producer.

"I don't know. It's strange."

"Don't joke. Someone introduced you?

"I miss it. I can't believe I called an ambulance, but I'll be forgotten."

An ambulance? No way....

"I'm not free either. Miyoshi-san, I wonder if you can make fun of me."

Laughing at the line in the ice room, the woman on the other side of the phone said something terrible.

"No, I thought I'd give you a scoop."

When I heard it was a scoop, the eyebrows in the ice room rose sharply.

But the ice room, which had spent so many years in the industry, knew too well that there was a back story.

"So, what are you after?

When I took a cigarette out of my inner pocket, I lit it while asking. It was like a ritual to calm down.

"I'm not aiming for anything. Look, you're the only one I know in the media."

"Liar, you know a lot about actress sisters who have been very active lately and model sisters like Cinderella."

"Hmm. I mean, don't you need a scoop? There's no other choice."

No, hey, wait a minute.

"If you're busy, stay here."

"So wait a minute."

The opponent is probably the most talked about woman right now. Wherever the other person's thoughts are, his information must sell at a high price.

If you don't listen to me, nothing will start.

"I don't care if it's a scoop, we're somehow close to the production station."

"Isn't the production station the station that makes the show?

"Well, yes... more than variety and shows, to put it bluntly. The news is made by the press."

"I see. You can't 'produce' the news."

That's what I was told, and I thought the ice room was surprising.

Indeed, wide shows are often not news. That's not what the maker knows. I'm just gonna do what they say.

"I've never seen it that way before, but maybe so."

"But you were in the interview?

"Not only is it a perfect paquette show, but I'm also being asked for materials. So, what's a scoop?

"Oh, are you interested?

"Okay, surrender. Shake your tail like a dog?

A little laughing woman over the phone tells you where, when and under what conditions.

I have a schedule, but this is my top priority now.

So, can I take the camera?

"As you wish. I'm not allowed to accompany you."

You want me to come alone? What about your interview?

"Be careful not to get lost."

At the same time, I lost my connection.

"... you're a selfish guy."

When I snapped and handheld, I pressed the added cigarette onto the ashtray.

Well, we'd love to.

The ice room then began to contact the relevant locations in order to make a schedule for the day.