Mob, if I were a high school student, could I be an adventurer, too, Leah?

School at the beginning of the game.

I was walking down the road to school while I was stretching.

The battle with Mr. Sandhara was quite a fierce one, so I felt like I had not lost my bad fatigue after taking a day off yesterday.

I feel so careless walking with trolls......

"Oops, master. Good morning."

"Oh, Ono. Good morning."

Exchange greetings with Ono, who has tapped Pong and his shoulder from behind.

"Moncolo, look. That was hilarious.... how did you get that kunoich?

"That's a secret."

"Oh, my goodness. Ma... Yep. So, what's going on with the investigation?

"No..."

When I shook my head, Ono nodded one and started clapping his bag.

"For once, even I looked into the case."

That's what Ono gave me was a bunch of paperwork I put in the clear file.

A bunch of dozens of Roosevelt Leafs had the names, ages, brief biographies, and SNS writings of what went missing in the labyrinth well written.

"This is..."

"I went through all the SNS stuff to match the list of missing persons search quests and say acquaintances don't come back from the F-rank labyrinth. Not all missing persons are questioned. So, the totals of those who seem to be the victims of this case, just to the best of my knowledge... took over a hundred people"

"Hundreds..."

Unexpectedly. I thought the number of quests served in the Tokyo capital was about a dozen, not more than thirty, including those that had not been placed on quests or taken down.

But this number...

"Maybe... there are victims out there nationally, not just in Tokyo Metropolitan?

"Oh, that sort of thing. The first person to look like a victim started coming out more than a year ago. The number of victims, who initially didn't know if it was an incident or an accident, increased dramatically from about three months ago. Most of it concentrates on Kanto.

From around here, it looks like it was becoming a subtle rumor among adventurers who questioned the number of quests. Incidentally, the number of quests made is about 30% of the victims. Well, the quest isn't free... and if you look at it from an adventurer, you don't always get a strong volunteer element. "

You mean there were more unsharpened victims than we thought...

But the fact that the triple-digit deceased is still missing information about the killer is a strange phenomenon after passing the case.

The fact that there is damage across the country is likely to be that large an organization.

If you haven't let them grab any tail despite it...... it's a level that you'll be more sure to think of as a new breed of Irregular Encount already.

The thing we're after... are you sure you're human...?

"So... ya"

Ono turns the clear file and opens the page with the sticky note on it.

There was information on several adventurers there. What's different from the victim until then is that career. They were all three-star adventurers.

"To the number of too many victims, I thought this might not only be the F-rank labyrinth, but there might be victims out there in other ranks as well. Then I tried to make sure no victims were out in the E-rank Labyrinth, but that just came out a little bit in the D-Rank Labyrinth."

... When it becomes a D-rank labyrinth, the chances of accidents increase at once, unlike previous labyrinths. In some cases, you may even die without time to send a distress signal.

Therefore, at first glance, it is impossible to tell whether it was an accidental accident or a victim of this case.

But......

"Missing in the D-rank labyrinth, this is never uncommon. But the story changes when that adventurer loses no cards, no magic tricks, and the machines are destroyed... do it?

"Oh."

Cards registered as owners are extinguished upon the death of the master.

Therefore, it is not unnatural to think at first sight that the deceased master does not have a single card… but it is actually not.

Because very few adventurers register ownership of all the cards they get on the road.

Ownership registration of cards and magic props will require your own blood. A drop or so of blood is all you need, but no matter how much cheap potion it will heal, few people like the stuff of stabbing a skunk needle for a card they plan to let go of immediately.

As a result, the nostalgia of a deceased adventurer often sleeps with an entirely unused card with no ownership registration.

Especially if he died under such an urgent circumstance that he couldn't send a distress signal.

Besides, this was already confirmed when it came to being mechanically destroyed without any demonic props.

Incidentally, when the average person said how Ono could have learned unknown information that cards and magic props had been lost, he said, "My dead son had no cards or magic props at all. The adventurer who discovered the body must have stolen it," the source seems to have posted on Survivors' SNS.

Being a relic of a three-star adventurer can be quite a legacy as a family. If that were not at all, I see, the family would wonder, and would doubt the discoverer or any other adventurer. In some cases it develops into trials, and then it is easy to keep official records.

Well, I couldn't help but admire the fact that there was this way of looking into it.

But......

"After all, were there victims even in the D-rank labyrinth..."

Now it's clear that there are 'exceptions' that are being attacked besides me.

... I'm curious if these victims also had special cards like Lianhua.

Weave deduced that I was the only reason I was attacked. I associate Lianhua with it.

But more than there are other victims out there like this, it's not Lotus Hua in the first place that the houndsmen were after, or that there are other special cards like Lotus Hua.

Other than Lianhua, I can't think of any more reason for me to be attacked, which seems to be the latter... what kind of card that was, and how did the houndster know he would have it?

The mystery only deepened.

"... for once, I don't know if it makes sense, but I also took statistics on the age and gender of the victim and looked at them. Ages are the most common men in their twenties... but this doesn't really make sense because of the age groups that are common to adventurers. Looks like they're definitely going to snipe rookies because newbies who just signed up will take over 80% of the time. Victims other than newcomers often belong to Adventurer Circles or something, and it's like they accidentally targeted where they're diving solo. It might feel like I'm used to the labyrinth and diving alone."

"... Adventurer Circle?

I caught on to the word and tried to turn the parallax and clear file.

... However, with the exception of newcomers who just signed up, all they're attacking are those belonging to Adventurer Circle.

But this is crazy. If a non-newbie victim is unfortunately being targeted for diving in a solo by chance, it's because there has to be more of a mix of non-adventurer circles out there.

This would mean that the killer is also the main target for those who belong to the Adventurer Circle in addition to newcomers.

Why is that? Zokri, and the flashes and chills ran through his spine.

- Because it's easy to grab a date to dive solo.

The killer is somehow looking into when a newcomer to the Adventurer Circle will come off mentoring his senior......!

"Ono...... I just need you to look into one thing"

"What?

"Can you find out if these victims' adventurer circles were connected to the Star Mother's club?

On my question, Ono laughed.

"That's... that's an important point, huh?

"Oh."

"Say it! Leave it to me. It might take a little while, but I'll check it out."

Reliable. Ono, who is said to have grasped the SNS accounts of all his classmates and is still feared to be disgusted with netstalkers in the shadows, but I didn't know he was so reliable once on his side...

I was glad I was on my side to make it.

That's when I approached the classroom talking to Ono.

I was gradually starting to feel uncomfortable.

Unless I'm over-conscious... but I feel like different students are looking at us.

I've been a little celebrity on campus ever since I got out of Moncolo.

Therefore, it is not uncommon in itself for gaze to gather, but I felt that today's gaze was subtly different from the usual.

"... some strange vibe."

You thought the same thing as me, Ono whispers small.

At that time, I just had eyes for the girl who came out of the women's bathroom.

A perfect girl with a blonde shortcut, hard-baked skin, perfectly applied makeup and a number of piercings worn only on one ear.

Number two, one girl in my class.

Ni and I laughed and talked together.

"Hey, Kitakawa, Ono. Hello."

"Oh, oh, good morning"

It's unusual to greet me from a guy in the Lion Hall group... when I return the greeting,

"... Good morning, what a rarity, I can't believe you're greeting me from that way"

Ono agreed, he gave it back that way in some thorny tone.

"... nothing? Why don't you say hello to your face? I'd rather avoid that, wouldn't I?... than that."

When Jo gave Ono so lightly, he turned around and smiled at me in a good mood.

"I saw Moncolo. I've never seen a North River game before, but you're strong. Do it."

"Huh? Oh, thank you"

"So, why don't you go hang out with me next time? Together."

"Oh, huh?

When I was confused by the sudden invitation, Article took a step forward and packed a distance from me.

Lightly forward, staring at this one with an upward look......

"Well...?

Yes, he asks me to whisper.

"Ugh..."

The flutter and the smell of perfume tickled his nose and his gaze unwittingly crept into his chest, boldly open as if to mince a deep valley.

After all, Mr. Ichi is not as big as Mr. Bullbarn, but he has a big chest... he has a munchy thigh, and I don't know what kind of body he likes to have.... Wait, wait, wait!

Return to me. Crisis sensors warned that this was clearly a kind of trap.

Why is she suddenly inviting me to play in a loose hostility with us Karst Top groups?

Besides, there has never been any interaction between Mr. One and me. Exquisitely, the extent to which greetings are exchanged when eyes meet. It was unnatural and extreme.

"Eh... that's so sudden"

"Really? Well, maybe. But I've been thinking about the North River for a long time."

"Master will take the money."

That's what Ono says to tear it up, but those eyes weren't laughing.

"Ono doesn't matter - can you pull me in?... So, what do you say?

"Ahhh... sorry, I'm just putting it in now."

That's how I bowed my head.

It's also because you're wary of Mr. Article, but it's not a lie that you're putting him in.

Now, I couldn't afford to be hanging out with a girl.

"Huh... yes. Can't help it, can you?"

To my refusal, one shrugged so sighingly.

That seemed like a real shame besides the thought, so I felt mild guilt.

"Um..."

"Let me tell you something. Come on."

One says to block the words I'm about to say.

"Truth is, Atashi doesn't really care about school karsts or anything like that. Seems like a lion's hall idiot can't stand being at the top of your mountain because he's a monkey, but when should Atashi have proper fun? Actually, I'm not as close as I think I am around Shinosomiya. Sometimes we talk normally when we meet at the shooting scene. Either each other's friends aren't compatible with each other, or that's why."

……………………

My sudden monologue tells me that Ono and I are looking at each other.

"Ma, that's Atashi's stance. Just understand that. Ahhh, neem...... I'm going to the infirmary. Tell me when you get here."

That's what I left behind, and one of them left.

"... what the hell did you do"

"Come on......?

We go into the classroom as we lean our necks against Mr. Ju's words.

Then, at the same time, the gaze of the classmates came together.

That in itself is the same as usual, but the problem was the quality of its gaze.

Half curious eyes, about 30% caring gaze, and finally looking down... 20% ridiculous gaze...

Unlike when I was in the hallway, I clearly knew the quality of my gaze because I knew my face.

Careful gaze was upon us Karst Top Group and those close to us, and the gaze that looked down was upon Lion Hall and those close to us.

We head to the center of the classroom for now, exchanging greetings as usual, even as we frown upon the appearance of a class with a different atmosphere.

It seemed like only a half army group and Shinto et al. were there now. There is no sign of Mr. Shinosomiya and Mr. Taurakura.

"Good morning." "Good morning."

"Morning, Ono, Kitakawa.... I'm sorry to hear that in the morning, but it seems to be a bit of a mess."

That's what Shinto said as we greeted him, lurking his voice with a worried face.

"... Something wrong? There's something wrong with the class."

"Oh, not Ono..."

I was the one Shinto saw.

"... did I do something?

"No, I mean I did... strange rumors are starting to come up rapidly around yesterday"

There was a voice suddenly interrupting the conversation when Shinto scratched his cheek at first sight.

"Hey, North River!

A confident, tense voice.

Turning to the voice, there was a face as expected.

"Lion Hall..."

Always staring someone in the eye at the lone hair caressed with an all-back feel. Nearly 190cm long, octopus made into muscular arms and fists peeking from a white shirt rolled up to the elbow......

A young man who smelled violent somewhere from the days of appearance, that was a man named Shigedo Gang (OK).

Lion Hall smiled somewhere abusive on its strong face.

"- Are you serious that you lost that sitting boy or something?

That's what I said.