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Chapter 1 

May Even These Rising-Star Adventurers Catch a Break! 

 

The letter summoning us to the Adventurers Guild arrived a few days after we had gotten back to Axel. 

“Now then, Adventurer Kazuma Satou. Regarding the matter that led us to bring you here…” 

One of the Guild’s front-desk girls was holding a heavy bag and beaming at me. 

“…as the amount this time is so large, it’s taken us a while to get the money together. However, here is your reward for the defeat of the Demon King’s general Sylvia—three hundred million eris! This makes four generals of the Demon King you’ve vanquished, Mr. Satou! You’ve become a real veteran of our guild! Please accept this reward!” 

“““““Oooooooh!””””” 

There was a cheer from the gathered adventurers. Smiling generously, I reached out for the bulging sack, which was indeed very heavy. 

“Hey, you guys, take it easy. You act like I’ve never taken out a major bounty before. Three hundred million eris is hardly worth all this ceremony… Huh? Um, Miss, you can let go of that bag anytime now. I’ve got a good grip on it—I won’t drop it. Hey, c’mon! Leggo! G-get your hands off that!” 

The guild girl seemed loath to part with the money. 

The building echoed with the murmuring of adventurers. 

“Man, Kazuma and that party of his have taken down four generals! When they started out, I wondered how long it would be before they all got slaughtered. But look at them now!” 

“Yeah, no kidding. They couldn’t even manage a few frogs before, and now Kazuma is one of the richest men in Axel. Some things just don’t make any sense.” 

“Hey, I’ve always said Kazuma is a guy who comes through when it counts.” 

“Weren’t you the one who said we should take bets on how long it would be before his party got wiped out? Well, it doesn’t change how impressive they are. Kazuma’s an Adventurer; they’re supposed to be the weakest class. He’s got zilch in the way of equipment, and he still goes toe-to-toe with the Demon King’s generals!” 

I had finally managed to wrest the money away from the guild girl and started hugging it protectively. I looked around at the peanut gallery whispering about me. 

Keeping my face as straight as I could, I said, “Gosh. You think you’re going to get anywhere with flattery like that?” 

Then I exclaimed: 

“Well, you’re right! I’m ordering a round of the finest wine in the house for everyone here!” 

“Yeaaaaaaah! Ka-zu-ma! Ka-zu-ma! Ka-zu-ma!” 

“Yessss! You’re wonderful, Kazuma! Marry me! And then take care of me for the rest of my life!” 

“Best nouveau riche in Axel!” 

“That’s Nothing-but-Luck Kazuma for you!” 

“Ha-ha-ha! Praise me all you want, guys, but you won’t wheedle anything else out of— Hey! Who called me Nothing-but-Luck Kazuma? I have all kinds of things besides Luck!” 

It had been close to a year since I came to this place. It was a long time coming, but it was finally here: 

My moment. 

“You’re the worst! Kazuma, you are the worst! Here I am, sick with worry because you’re late getting home, and then I find out you’re secretly having a party without me? I was right to come and check on you!” 

Aqua was sitting across from me at the Guild, which was 20 percent noisier than usual. 

“Look, I’m sorry for staying out so late, but you were the one who said that when our party gets summoned to the Guild, it’s always bad news, and sent me here by myself. Oh, hey, look. Here’s a nice cold Crimson Beer. Come on, have a drink.” 

I took the Crimson Beer that I had ordered for myself and set it in front of Aqua. 

“Hey,” she said, “if you think a little alcohol is all it takes to get rid of me, you’ve got another think coming. Megumin was wandering around the house like an angry bear, muttering, ‘He still hasn’t come back…’ every five minutes. And Darkness kept holding her head and exclaiming, ‘Was it because of what happened before?! Surely Lady Iris must have realized who the thief really was! Argh, what am I gonna do?!’ …Glug, glug. Ahh! Say, bring me another Crimson Beer!” 

Aqua downed her drink in a single gulp, so excited she was practically pounding the table. Another beer was swiftly ordered. 

Beside me, Megumin took little sips of her drink and said, “Still, I’m glad to know we were summoned for something good for once. Aqua said we should have a wager about whether the news would be good or bad. She wanted to bet three thousand eris that you had committed some awful crime and were being held in detention at the Guild right about now.” 

Hey. 

“Then she said we should get our stuff together so we could make a quick exit if it turned out you’d gotten caught up in some kind of trouble,” Darkness added. “I can prove it. Just check out that backpack by her feet.” 

As Aqua merrily ordered another beer, I inspected the contents of her pack, then lit into her. 

“You jerk, acting like you were all worried about me! What’s with this backpack?! Hey, that next Crimson Beer is mine!” 

“No way—get your own! And it’s true I was a little worried! Think how hard my life would be without you! Like…! Okay, well, what about…? I mean, there’s always… Huh? Hey, Darkness, remind me what problems we would have if Kazuma disappeared.” 

“You unbelievable jerk! Do you have any idea how much I put up with from all of you?! I’m about ready to strangle you—how’s about we step outside?!” 

“Hey, what do you think you’re pulling on, you boor?! You’ll stretch my divine raiment out of shape! Stop it! Stop it already!” Aqua beat at my hand, which was clutching a fistful of her feather mantle as I tried to drag her out the door. 

Beside Aqua, Darkness took a long sniff of her wine and said tiredly, “Gosh. What Lady Iris saw in such a brutish and immature man, I’ll never know… Maybe it was his exotic appeal, plus a touch of temporary insanity…” 

A lot had happened in the capital. Some other adventurers and I had repelled an attack by the Demon King’s army, and I had protected the nobles of the city from a thief. I had even saved the entire country from a near crisis, although nobody knew it. And above all, I had gained an adorable little sister named Iris… 

“I wonder how Iris is doing anyway?” I mused. “I worry sometimes that she spends her nights weeping from loneliness… Oh, I know! I’ll ask Vanir to make a doll that looks just like me. He said his Vanir dolls that laugh in the night are a big seller. How about a Kazuma doll that laughs in the night? I could send it to Iris, and then she wouldn’t have to be lonely.” 

“Don’t you send her any bizarre gifts like that, Kazuma! Stick to letters. I can have my messenger deliver them. Try anything else, and you might be branded a terrorist and thrown in jail!” 

And so a week passed after I received my reward from the Guild. We had done nothing but travel recently, and it felt good just to stay in Axel for a while. 

“Hey, who made this?! Find the chef who cooked this and tell them that Kazuma Satou, super-rich adventurer who is currently the talk of the town because of how rich he is, is asking for them!” 

“Yeah! And tell them the Arch-priest Aqua is asking for them, too!” 

With our newfound wealth, Aqua and I had quickly become patrons of Axel’s finer dining establishments, enjoying gourmet meals on a daily basis. 

A young man I took to be the chef came over to the corner of the restaurant we had claimed as our territory. 

“I-is anything the matter, honored customers? Is there a problem?” He was practically shaking at the abrupt summons. 

“Oh, no,” I said. “This meal is exquisite, and I just wanted to thank you personally. I spent a fair amount of time in the castle in the capital recently, and I’m impressed that you managed to please even my discerning palate.” 

“Th-thank you very much, sir,” the chef said, bowing to us. 

Aqua wiped her lips with her napkin and said, “I’ll bet the secret ingredient in this stew is wine, correct? This richness could only come from red wine. I would say…thirty-year-old Romanée-Conti. Yes?” 

“It’s just vinegar, ma’am. I got a special deal on it earlier.” 

“Goodness. Who knew one could extract such fine flavor from cheap vinegar? Excellent work.” 

“Oh, how gracious. Thank you very much.” The chef bowed to Aqua. Now that he knew we weren’t going to yell at him, he had regained his composure. 

While the chef stood there smiling, I brandished a piece of meat on my fork at him. “The stew was good, but what really got my attention was this. This softish stuff. If I had to compare it to something, it would be… Hmm. Sneaking into the room of a girl you like, your heart pounding, and opening her closet only to discover it’s a Mimic. It’s got that powerful impact, the sort of thing that throws you off balance. You understand what I’m saying, my good chef?” 

“Not a word, sir.” 

“I see. Well, the point is, this is absolutely delicious. The Adventurer Kazuma Satou gives this restaurant three stars.” 

“I also give this restaurant three stars,” Aqua added. 

“Thank you so much,” the chef said with a broad smile. “I’ll do my best to make this shop worthy of four stars in the future.” 

I gave him several eris bills. “Ha-ha, that’s what I like to hear! It was delicious. We’ll be by another time. These bills represent our appreciation for a fine meal. Keep the change as a tip. Thanks again.” 

“Yes, thanks!” Aqua said. 

“Exact change. Well, we hope to see you again anyway. Thank you very much!” The chef remained upbeat as he saw Aqua and me out of the store. 

This was how I had spent the days since becoming a newly minted rich man with Sylvia’s bounty: living in the lap of luxury. We’d split the 300 million among the four of us, and as for me personally, I had even more cash coming to me because of my business deal with Vanir. I had enough now that I never needed to work again for the rest of my life, even if I splurged a little. 

Talk about life’s winners. I had struggled and slaved and had finally joined the ranks of successful adventurers. 

Patting our bulging stomachs, Aqua and I went back to our house, a mansion fit for top-class adventurers like us. We were happily discussing where to go for dinner as we opened the door… 

“We’re ho—” 

“Argh, you are one unbelievably perverted Crusader! Here, this is what you want, isn’t it? Stop putting on a brave face. Just cry uncle and I’ll— Oops.” 

“You think this can break me? On my pride as a Crusader, I can do this for an hour, or two hours, or— Oh!” 

We found Darkness, curled up in a bedroll and left in the foyer, and Megumin, crouched before her and dangling some ice in front of her face teasingly. Both of them were red in the face as if from heat, and Darkness was panting heavily. 

Our eyes met. I quietly closed the door. 

The door burst back open, and a flustered Megumin came flying out. 

“Please don’t close the door! This is not what it looks like, you two!” 

“No, hey, don’t worry about it; we understand. Aqua and I will go have a nice meal out, so you guys just keep doing what you’re doing. We can even find somewhere else to stay tonight.” 

“The Axis Church recognizes homosexual love, you know. Do you need a magical blessing?” 

“You don’t understand at all! Let me explain! Darkness is—” 

Megumin grabbed both of us by the arm and dragged us desperately inside. 

“Grr!” Darkness growled. “You’re going to mount a humiliation assault on me, too?! You think just having Kazuma and Aqua see me in this highly compromising position is going to get me to give up?!” 

“Your incessant chatter is not helping our case, Darkness! Pipe down!” 

I was only briefly distracted by Darkness, who was still making a scene from her entrapment on the floor. I noticed I could feel heat leaking out from the open door. 

It was almost summer, but these two had lit a fire in the fireplace. 

“This isn’t some perverse game,” Megumin said. “Darkness asked me to help her work on strengthening her endurance. She claims that she wins this town’s annual Endurance Championship every year.” Flushed, she held the ice out toward the equally red-faced Darkness. 

“I don’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed,” I said. “But if you’re going to practice this stuff, do it at Darkness’s family’s house or something. Don’t turn our living room into a sauna.” 

Darkness let out a relieved breath as Megumin pressed the ice against her and said, “Actually, my father hasn’t been in such good health lately. If he found me doing anything like this at home, he would worry about what his unmarried young daughter had been up to. I’m keeping it here out of consideration for him.” 

“You sure he didn’t get sick because you kept piling logs on the fire at his house?” 

Having the ice pressed against her seemed to have calmed Darkness down and drained some of the weird tension in the air. “Phew…,” she said. “With you and Aqua home, maybe it’s time for me to come clean. With Megumin’s help, I’ve found that, since my level is higher than last year, my resistance to heat has improved as well. I’m sure I’ll take the crown again this year. Hey, Kazuma, could you let me out of here?” She shifted pointedly in the bedroll. 

…… 

“You remind me an awful lot of my predicament when I got hit by Bind back at Alderp’s mansion.” 

Darkness looked at me questioningly. “I do? Come to think of it, I guess something like that did happen. Well, we can talk about it later. Come over here and set me free. I’m soaked with sweat under this futon. I want to hurry up and take a bath.” 

Aqua and Megumin, fully aware of what I was saying, crouched down next to Darkness. They were both grinning. 

Darkness looked at us, unease finally showing on her face. I made a show of waving my fingers at her. “We’ve been together a long time, Darkness. Surely you know what I’m like by now. For example, whenever I’ve been wronged, I always return the favor. Now then, Darkness. I recall that when I was immobilized back in the capital, you weren’t afraid to abuse me. And what an interesting position you find yourself in now!” 

 

“Hrk! J-just kill me!” 

Her face flushed once more and she started struggling to escape. That was the first knightly thing I’d heard her say all day. 

“Phew… Kazuma really had his way with my hot, helpless body.” 

“H-hey, watch how you say things! It sounds really dirty when you put it like that.” 

The lot of us had tickled Darkness into submission together. 

She may have been making me sound like a total perv, but Darkness looked pretty pleased overall. “I was hoping to practice some more tomorrow,” she said. “Kazuma, maybe you could be the one who dangles the ice in front of me while I try to endure the heat?” 

“No way… I said no way. Stop looking at me so hopefully.” I made a shooing motion at Darkness, who put on her best disappointed face. 

I looked at Aqua, who was sitting barefoot on the couch with her knees drawn up to her chest. 

“Gosh, whatever happened to the proud, assertive Darkness from the capital?” she asked. “Look at me. Just last night I went and purified the souls in the town’s common graveyard. I contribute to society like that every day. You should learn from my example.” 

What had actually happened was that Aqua had completely forgotten her promise to Wiz that she would periodically purify the cemetery, and when rumors started up recently that ghosts had been causing more trouble than usual, she had rushed to go and take care of it. 

Oh well. No need to bring that up now. There was something else that had been bothering me even more than that. 

“What’s that thing you’ve been holding to your belly?” 

Aqua had a blanket over her knees, on top of which was a small egg. When we went out together, she would forever have her hand in her pocket, playing with it. 

“Ohhh, curious, are we, Kazuma? Very well, let me tell you. Listen and be amazed—this is a dragon egg!” 

““A dragon egg?!”” Megumin and I exclaimed together. 

Aqua, looking very pleased with herself, said, “The other day when I was looking after the house by myself, this traveling merchant showed up. He’d heard of us and was very impressed. ‘What an honor to meet you!’ he said. ‘I’ve been looking for adventurers just like you—the type who can face down the Demon King’s army and live to tell the tale! The kind who sneer at danger and battle the Demon King day and night! I have a special gift for you!’ He said if we were going to keep on battling the Demon King, we would at least need a dragon, and I thought that made sense.” 

He had “heard of us”? Something smelled extremely fishy here. I had a feeling what he had “heard” was that we had a lot of money. 

Aqua went on about her dragon egg, totally oblivious to the sour look on my face. 

“Now, listen. I’m aware you’re a know-nothing who’s totally ignorant of the ways of this world, Kazuma, so let me enlighten you. Dragon eggs are extraordinarily difficult to come by. When one does arrive at the market, it’s always snapped up by a noble or some rich guy. So when someone specifically seeks you out to sell you one, what else can you do except buy it? This is a dragon we’re talking about. A dragon! Isn’t that exciting?” 

It would be a lie to say the thought didn’t pique my interest, but the more I heard, the fishier this sounded. 

“And how much was this egg you bought?” I asked. 

“You’re not going to believe this. He said everything I had would be payment enough. Dragon eggs usually go for at least a hundred million. When I asked him why he was willing to part with it for so cheap, you know what he said? He told me that unlike nobles and rich people, who just wanted to buy status, powerful adventurers would raise this dragon so it could be part of the coming battle with the Demon King!” 

She cradled the egg lovingly in her arms. I got a bit of vertigo. 

“And you…bought it?” 

“Of course I did. I’ve even named it already. His name will be Zeltman Kingsford. And I’m going to be his mother, so you can rest assured that one day he’ll be a ruler among dragons! You can feel free to call him Emperor Zel.” 

As Aqua spoke, she bathed the egg she was holding in a soft light. Was she using magic to keep it warm? Or was this how a goddess helped speed up a creature’s growth? 

It didn’t really matter, because from every angle, this appeared to be a chicken egg. 

“Anyway,” Aqua said, “I won’t be taking part in any quests until he hatches. I really can’t take my eyes off the little guy, so Kazuma, could you bring my dinner here?” 

I thought a fried egg would make a perfect side dish for dinner tonight. 

“Okay, we’re heading out. Sorry to stick you with doing such a stupid thing, Megumin.” 

“I don’t mind. Anyway, if we don’t do this, Aqua will never go outside, and say what you might, she’s the only one who can deal with that demon.” 

The following day. 

I headed for Wiz’s shop with Aqua and Darkness in tow. Megumin was staying home. 

She had lit a fire in the fireplace, even though it was plenty hot outside; spread out a blanket in front of it; and was keeping Aqua’s egg warm. This was my concession to the goddess, who had flatly refused to leave the house while she was busy trying to hatch her egg. 

The two girls and I arrived at a cozy little magic-item shop tucked away off the town’s main street. 

Despite the early hour, Aqua began pounding on the door. “Let us in! Please! Come on—open the door! The sun is already up and everything! Your best customers are here! Hurry and open up shop!” It was true; we were certainly familiar faces around this place. 

After Aqua’s commotion, a series of stomps could be heard from inside, and then the door burst open. 

“Is there no time of the day when you’re not noisy?! Think of the trouble you’re causing to the neighborhood! You’re a threat to public order! We’re not open yet, and we won’t be for a while! Go wash your face and then come back.” 

This tirade came from a part-timer in a bizarre mask—the lackadaisical demon Vanir. 

“We’re not here as customers today. We’ve got something else in mind!” Aqua shot back. “You guys are always busy when you’re open for business. We got up especially early to come here and talk to you, so you should be grateful. Come on—let’s hear it! Say thank you!” 

She gave a triumphant little snort as she faced down the demon. 

It so happened that this store’s main business at the moment was selling items I’d invented, and it was making them a lot of money. I had taken my payment in a lump sum in exchange for the intellectual property rights, so however much product Wiz’s shop might move, I wouldn’t see any more cash. Still, as the inventor, I was certainly happy to see my ideas being so well received. 

“You’re renowned for your inability to read a situation, and I’m not pleased by your insinuation that you’ve done me some kind of favor. I assume there’s a punch line to that remark. But never mind. I know what you’re here for. The newly rich boy wants his reward. Come in and wait; I’ll get it for you.” 

With that, Vanir went into the store, but Aqua stuck to him like glue, saying, “Be grateful! You can say: ‘Thank you so much for taking your precious time to come visit a worthless excuse for a demon like me.’ Go on—say it!” 

 

“You expect me to ever say such a ridiculous thing?! Our tired-from-pulling-so-many-all-nighters shopkeeper is sleeping in the back, so keep your voice down! If you insist on continuing to besmirch the name of our shop with your antics, I’ll put a curse on you that will make aloe grow from your behind!” 

“Just you try it! A curse from a shrimpy little demon like you would never have any effect on me. Are you stupid? You said that mask is your true body—I guess there’s no room in there for a brain.” 

“Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Bwaaa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Clearly, we need to settle things between us. Very well, I suggest we take this outside!” 

They began to swipe at each other, and I pulled them apart. “Okay, I need you guys to stop fighting every single time you so much as look at each other. Anyway, what’s this about Wiz pulling a bunch of all-nighters? Is the store really that busy?” 

“Indeed,” Vanir replied, “this is precisely what they mean when they speak of laughing all the way to the bank. We sell our stock as quickly as we can make it, so the owner neither rests nor eats but spends her days minding the store and her nights producing more to sell. This cycle has gone on for nearly two weeks now, and she has reached a point of emotional instability. She’ll break into laughter or tears for no particular reason. She’s in no position to receive customers, so I’m having her take a rest.” 

“Y-you…” I could hardly believe what I was hearing. 

Vanir returned with a bulging sack in one hand. “I was thinking to myself: How do I take a shopkeeper who inevitably gets into trouble when left to her own devices and keep her from steering right back into the red? I’ve been observing her, and I noticed that when she has too much free time, it leads her to do unwise things. So I hit upon the idea of keeping her busy twenty-four hours a day, without so much as time to eat—and I must say, it’s worked rather well.” 

He handed me the bag even as the repugnant comments came out of his mouth. Wiz might be an immortal Lich, but he could at least let her rest every now and then! 

Hey… Exactly who was the shopkeeper and who was the employee here anyway? 

“Incidentally,” Vanir said, turning to Darkness, “you, the one who’s been idling there this whole time. The one whose body burns with sexual desire, night after night, despite being a virgin.” 

“Whaaa—?!” Darkness shouted and practically came flying at Vanir. He dodged her easily. 

“Mm, yes, negativity dripping with the utmost embarrassment, delicious. Young armored woman, I believe I once predicted your destruction. The constant presence of a certain woman by your side who gives off a disgusting and very bright light makes it difficult to see your future. But in thanks for bringing me such a profitable enterprise, allow me to predict your fortune properly.” 

Then he gave an ugly and fittingly demonic smile. 

“Hey, is this woman with the disgusting light you’re talking about…me?” Aqua said, grabbing Vanir’s shirt. 

“Predicted my…destruction?” Darkness said, frowning. Before she could go any further, I jumped in. 

“Hey, forget about that. Give me some more details of what you were saying about Darkness a minute ago!” 

Tears beading in her eyes and face red up to her ears, Darkness decked me. 

My teeth were still rattling when Vanir said, “Very well, then, let me look. O girl who has a pronounced yet strange sense of duty as a noble but lacks the abilities to back it up, and therefore spends all her time in fruitless effort, it is well that you’ve come here.” 

“……” 

Darkness sat across from Vanir, saying nothing and chewing her cheeks in apparent distress. As I watched her, I rubbed my face where Darkness, on the brink of tears, had punched me. Aqua said I had reaped what I’d sown and refused to cast Heal on me, so I tried to reduce the swelling with Freeze. 

I still intended to hit up Vanir later and find out what he’d been getting ready to say about Darkness. 

“I’m telling you, Darkness, take a demon’s predictions with a large grain of salt,” Aqua said. “I guarantee my pure and precious prophecies would do you more good than anything you’ll hear from a weirdo like him.” 

I highly doubted that. 

“Hmph. My prophecies are not like those of the gods, half-formed and to be interpreted in any way one pleases. I am the all-seeing demon and second to none in my vocation. Now then, I’m going to ask you some questions. Some may be difficult to answer, but try to be honest.” 

“O-okay… But I’m a paladin of the Eris sect. Why do I have to get my fortune told by a demon all of a sudden?” 

“Well, it’s free, for starters,” I said. “All you have to do is answer some questions, right?” 

Darkness murmured her agreement and then straightened up, facing Vanir. 

“Mm, it seems you’re ready,” he said. “Then, first, place your hand atop this crystal ball. Good, now all you need to do is wait. Please answer my questions honestly.” 

“Er… R-right…” Darkness had her hand on the crystal ball as Vanir had instructed. 

“Now, I ask you. A Crusader needs both defense and enough weight to dive into the fray, yet you’ve been assiduously lightening your armor of late. Why is that?” 

The question caused Darkness to tremble with surprise. “W-well, I…I th-th-thought, since I’m so clumsy, if I made my armor lighter, maybe it would be just a little easier for me to hit something… J-just a l-little…” Darkness faltered with nearly every syllable. 

“I told you to answer honestly,” Vanir whispered. 

…… 

“I noticed I’ve been getting more and more muscular lately, so I decided to…lighten my armor…” She was looking at the ground in embarrassment, and her voice was so soft it wouldn’t have drowned out the buzzing of a housefly. 

Wait, Darkness was getting ripped? 

And that bothered her? 

Vanir nodded with satisfaction when he heard this. 

“Very good. Now, I ask you. The dress belonging to your wizard friend that was left in the laundry basket in the bath. You secretly held it up to your body, looking at yourself in the mirror and muttering happily, ‘Yeah, no way this would work. No way…’ Why was that? Further, why was it that while you spoke, your usual joyless, brusque countenance lit up with a smile? And why did you then blush, take a look around, and then quickly return it to the basket?” 

He wasn’t kidding about being all-seeing. 

Just how much can you tell me, my honored Vanir? 

“C-c-cute clothes don’t look good on me, and I would be embarrassed to buy any or have any bought for me, so I’ve never touched them before… I just noticed it there and thought maybe I’d try it on… It was just the passing impulse of a brusque, hyper-muscular girl. Forgive me… I’m s-s-sorry…” 

She covered her red face with both hands, apologizing profusely in a shaking voice. I didn’t really think holding up Megumin’s clothes against herself demanded that kind of apology, but it looked like after having her foibles called out like this, Darkness was watching her ability to resist go down to zero. 

“A cute dress? You should do it, Darkness! You’re always wearing cool stuff or grown-up stuff. You even wore a fancy one like a real noblewoman that one time. So what’s wrong with adding something adorable to your wardrobe? We would never hold it against you that you secretly try on cute clothes!” Aqua, no doubt totally devoid of any malice, pumped her fist encouragingly. 

This was too much for Darkness, who was already hiding her head in her arms against the table; she went red up to her ears. 

Vanir nodded in distinct satisfaction at this display. Then he said, “Finally, then. You continue to wear clothes that expose your figure, even though you know that young man you live with can’t stop looking at you with carnal lust. Why?” 

“What—?! What in the world does this have to do with telling my fortune?!” 

Darkness, looking like she was about to cry, pounded her fist on the table. 

Vanir gave her a genuinely puzzled expression. 

“When did I say I needed you to answer these questions in order to tell your fortune? I only said I was going to ask them. As far as telling your future, placing your hand on the crystal ball is enough. The interview is just to kill time until the fortune comes out, and I— Hey! Hey, stop that! How can you touch my mask so easily? Stop weeping and trying to pull it off!” 

Darkness had her hand on the crystal ball again, but she refused to look at any of us, no doubt upset about having been duped. Vanir was peering into the crystal orb. 

“Oh my. Mm. Yes, that would lead to a prediction of destruction. Your house, and your father, is in for some trouble soon. And you, dim as you are, will take an impulsive action in the belief that if you sacrifice yourself, it will make everything better. But your deed will not make anyone happy. Your father will spend the rest of his life in regret and gloom. Avoiding this fate is—” 

Darkness’s face became progressively more serious as Vanir spoke. 

“Oh. Impossible, with your strength. When the moment arrives, your best fortune will come of leaving everything behind and fleeing. Get a fresh start in a place far away with this man who is thinking, ‘With the right push, I could probably convince Darkness to fulfill all my desires’ yet lacks the courage to cross that line, fearing your current relationship will not endure.” 

“All right, hold on. Every time you open your mouth, my party members trust me less.” 

Darkness stood without a word. I flinched, but she didn’t seem angry. I mean, why would she be? I only thought a push might get me somewhere. I hadn’t actually done anything yet. 

“Vanir,” Darkness said. “Thanks for the reading. But if I end up in a crisis like the one you’ve mentioned, I won’t be able to run away. I’ll listen to some of what you have to say, though. Kazuma, you’ve got lots of money now, and you obviously don’t intend to go on any quests for a while. Not that I’m especially worried about this ‘fortune,’ but it’s been a while since I’ve been home. Maybe I’ll go see my dad.” 

Then Darkness left the shop. 

“Listen to me, you third-rate demon. Can’t you say anything more specific? You were the one complaining about how vague the gods’ prophecies are. And do a reading for me, too. At least tell me what kind of dragon Emperor Zel is gonna be when he hatches. Tell me if he’ll have what it takes to rule over the other dragons. Oh, and I used all my money to buy Zel, so I need you to tell me a quick and easy way to get more. Surely the all-seeing demon knows that much, right?” 

After Darkness left, Aqua tried to wheedle favors out of Vanir, but he only frowned with distaste. 

“I have never encountered such a vulgar goddess. If there were such an easy way to make money, I would have let my wreck of a shopkeeper in on it, and I would currently be using the proceeds to set up my dungeon. My powers allow me to see what a person has done in the past and what’s likely to befall them in the future. If they’re used merely to satisfy greed, little good is likely to come of them. You don’t even seem to realize that. Are you truly a goddess?” 

That provoked a snort of laughter from Aqua. “Even for a demon, that’s blatant false advertising. Geez, you’re worthless! Let’s go home, Kazuma. I want to get back to hatching Zel. The sooner he’s born, the sooner I can start him on an all-demon diet.” 

“Oh-ho, something’s coming to me,” Vanir said. “Your Emperor Zel. You’d best change his name to Terry. Terry Yaki! Then he’ll be much beloved, especially at the dinner table!” 

Vanir and Aqua stood, sort of laughing together. 

“My, my, wherever did you get a name like that? You know what hatches from eggs, don’t you? Dragons! I paid a lot of money for that egg, so why would I give him a name that sounds like food?” 

“I, the all-seeing demon Vanir, stake my very fame on this declaration: What emerges from that egg will be an excellent physical specimen, as you judged—excellent for his delicious meat!” 

I decided to leave the two of them to their glaring contest. I stood up, clutching my reward protectively. I would deposit it at the bank, to keep it from being stolen or lost. 

The influx of cash put me in good spirits, and I was just about to walk out the door, leaving the supernatural enemies to stare daggers at each other, when— 

“Wait, boy who is pleased to have come into even more money and is excited about his overnight reservation at the ‘usual place.’” 

I stopped in my tracks. You know, I really wished he would stop snooping into where I had reservations. 

“Do you remember what I told you when we first ran into each other at the shop?” Vanir asked. 

“What do you mean? Did you tell me something?” 

Hey, how long ago was that? Was I supposed to remember all that time ago? 

“O boy who, having a memory no better than that of a goddess, forgets the advice I went out of my way to give him. I suppose it can’t be avoided. I shall give you a new piece of advice. You would do well not to be content with the payment you’ve received but to make plenty more things to sell. You believe you won’t want for money again, don’t you? I told your Crusader friend earlier that her strength would not avail her, did I not? But with your strenuous efforts, it may yet.” 

“I’m going to give you some advice, too. The money you’ve worked so hard to save shall be reinvested with Wiz, and after a short while it will all be gone! …Well? What do you think? The all-seeing Aqua has told your future!” 

““………”” 

Wiz’s shop still rang with the sound of shattering potions, two bickering voices, and more stuff breaking as I left to head home. 

Along the way, I mulled over what Vanir had said at the end. He had predicted that Darkness’s family, along with her dad, would come to grief. Darkness would impulsively sacrifice herself to help, and how it ultimately turned out would depend on me. And finally, he’d told me to keep coming up with new products if I wanted things to work out for her. 

…What the heck was he talking about? 

It happened a number of days later, when I had thoroughly forgotten about Vanir and his prophecy. The door burst open without a knock, and an unfriendly-looking man in a butler’s outfit bustled in without so much as a by-your-leave. 

“I apologize for disturbing you at this time, and indeed during a meal. I have urgent business with the lady Dustiness that brings me here. May I request a moment of her time?” 

The man didn’t even give his name but only bluntly announced his business, appraising us (we were busy eating) with cold eyes. 

Darkness, who did not look very happy, left a vegetable speared on her fork as she responded, “You refer to me as Lady Dustiness? Then you must be the servant of some noble family. I suppose I can deign to hear you out. What do you want?” 

“Indeed,” the man murmured, and then, “My master, Alderp Barnes Alexei, has requested your immediate presence. Out of consideration for where you’re living, a carriage is waiting outside. The details will be conveyed at my master’s residence. If you would follow me, please.” 

To refer to a person’s beloved home as simply “where you’re living” was awfully rude, but it didn’t seem to bother the man as he gestured toward the door. I could hear the fork creak in Darkness’s hand as she squeezed it so hard it bent out of shape. I was worried that my impulsive noblewoman of a friend would haul off and hit him, but she only set the twisted utensil on the table. 

“I’m going out for a while,” she said. “If I’m late coming back, lock the front door. I’ll see you later.” Then she followed the man outside, leaving the rest of us to wonder what had just happened. 

“Who was that? And what did he want?” Aqua said. 

“He mentioned Alderp. He’s that old noble goon, isn’t he? I sure hope she’s not getting herself caught up in anything weird again.” 

We went quiet, our faces downcast, collectively hoping that nothing unpleasant was about to happen. 

“If Darkness isn’t staying, then I can have her leftover hamburger, right? You’ll feed it to me, won’t you, Megumin? Kazuma is the worst at feeding people. Yesterday he was feeding me some soup, and he tried to put it right up my nose!” 

Quiet, that is, except for one person who couldn’t read a room to save her life nor use her hands because they were still wrapped around her egg. 

The next morning. 

“It’s summer already; isn’t it time for you to shed some of this fur? You know, you don’t act much like a cat. How do we get you to go back to your real form? I mean—that’s it, isn’t it? You’re secretly a beautiful cat-eared girl who adds meow to everything she says, just hiding in the body of a cat, right?” 

I was sitting in the warm sunlight by the living room window and brushing Chomusuke, who was perched on my knees. I had been keeping up a steady stream of banter for a while now. So far, though, I hadn’t been able to get any response. 

Every once in a while I got the impression that Chomusuke could understand human language, but I still hadn’t gotten her to reveal who or what she really was. 

The only thing I was sure of was that she was not a normal cat. Meaning that if this were a manga or something, she would definitely turn into a beautiful woman at some point, but… 

“Just so we’re clear, I don’t have anything against beautiful nonhuman women. It doesn’t matter what you are, okay? You always come crawling into my bed on cold days. If I woke up one morning to find you had turned into a girl, you can bet I wouldn’t panic. Wouldn’t even move. Of course, no matter what you are, you’re welcome to stay in this house as long as you like, so don’t worry. In fact, we’ll cook some nice fish for you every day.” 

At the mention of fish, Chomusuke, who had been sitting there and enjoying being brushed, looked up at me with a twitch of her nose. 

“Aha, I see that got a rise out of you, you little gourmand. Okay, Chomusuke, listen up. If you turn into a person, your body will be bigger, meaning you’ll have more room for fish. See what I’m getting at?” 

“Mrrrow,” Chomusuke answered, then purred and batted at my hand as if to demand more brushing. 

“Okay, you’re pretty cute. Stay cute, all right? Even if you do transform into a person one day. Please don’t turn out to be a loser heroine like the rest of this bunch. If you behave, I promise you’ll get a taste of that chicken we’re expecting.” 

Then I started brushing again. Suddenly, the door flew open. 

“Kazuma! Let’s hunt a monster with a huge bounty on it!” 

Speaking of loser heroines, the one who had worried us all by not coming home the night before was back now, first thing in the morning, and spouting idiocy the moment she opened her mouth. 

“You’re doing the walk of shame, and this is the first thing you say? I don’t care where you were or what you were doing with whom, but you aren’t married yet, so try to keep the prodigal-daughter act to a minimum, okay?” 

“The walk of what? I was out so long last night that I thought I would just bother you all by coming home so late, so I went to my family’s house! But more to the point!!” 

Darkness came over and thrust a piece of paper at me. 

“Have a look at this!” 

“Bounty monster,” I read. “Kowloon Hydra? What kind of hydra is that? Is it like Yamata-no-Orochi, the many-headed snake monster?” 

The paper Darkness had given me boasted an illustration of the creature in question, along with a detailed description of its behavior and habitat. I looked at the flyer unhappily; Darkness cocked her head at the name Yamata-no-Orochi. 

“The Kowloon Hydra lives in the mountains near Axel,” Darkness said. “It’s a big-game monster that spends most of its time fast asleep. When it uses up all the magical power it’s stored in its body, though, it goes to sleep at the bottom of a lake and starts absorbing MP from the surrounding land. An especially large hydra can take up to ten years to store enough MP to wake up again, and this one last went to sleep just about a decade ago.” 

In other words, it was due to be awake again soon. Looking at the description on the paper, the word that came to mind was big. I mean size-of-a-house big. 

As if that wasn’t scary enough, its name and appearance made it look like the final boss of some video game. 

“You got up so early, your brain hasn’t caught up with your mouth yet. We’re not hunting this. What was that butler on about last night anyway? Megumin was worried, you know. You don’t have an ounce of street smarts, and she thought we shouldn’t send you off with some random noble.” 

“F-forget about last night! It doesn’t have anything to do with any of you. If you don’t want to get involved with the nobility, then keep your nose out. And where is Megumin? I think she would be very interested in this quest.” 

“Megumin went out with Aqua. They were going to find a cool collar for the dragon they’re expecting.” 

“Yeah, Aqua asked me to help her build a hutch for the dragon when he’s born, but that egg sure reminds me of…” She glanced at me awkwardly, like she couldn’t quite bring herself to say it. 

“No matter how you look at it, I’m pretty sure it’s a chicken egg,” I said. “But whatever. I’m not going on this little quest of yours. You and Megumin and Aqua can all go together. But if you come crying back to me like you always do, don’t expect me to help.” 

“When have I ever come crying back to you?! …Actually, just the other day I heard a report that the lake looked kind of weird. You know that wasteland around it? They say some bushes are growing there. That’s got to be because the hydra has stopped drawing magical energy from the area. It’s a sign that it’s about to wake up!” 

Darkness stopped, then resumed in a dramatic tone. 

“You hear me, Kazuma? The only ones who can save this town are the ones who have already defeated general after general of the Demon King—our party! If you’re any kind of adventurer, then you’ll want to protect our home! Kazuma Satou, Hero, Vanquisher of Countless Generals of the Demon King! Your city needs you now!” 

Darkness issued this exhortation with her fist balled and her eyes gleaming, but I just laughed. 

“Do you think I’m stupid enough to go rushing out just because you called me a hero? We’ve known each other longer than that. You know the kind of stuff that motivates me to get involved in an adventure. And by the way, it’s not money. I’ve got plenty of that now. But I’m sure you can think of a few other things.” 

Darkness looked downcast at this. At last, blushing slightly, fist still bunched up, she said, “O-okay. I understand. The day we defeat the Kowloon Hydra, I’ll give you a reward that should utterly delight you. A k-kiss on the cheek—” 

“You idiot. What are we, kids? You think I’m gonna risk my life for a kiss?” 

“?!” 

Darkness had really worked herself up to make this offer, and my flat refusal took her by complete surprise. 

“You know what makes me angriest of all?” I said. “The fact that you even think one measly kiss is worth all that much. What’s with this self-confidence of yours anyway? I know the nobles in the capital made a big deal over you, but don’t get carried away, all right?” 

“Wh-wh-why, you…!” Darkness began to tremble uncontrollably. I picked up Chomusuke and looked her in the face. 

“Hey, Chomusuke. Can you believe this girl? She actually thinks one little kiss is gonna convince a guy to risk his life. Don’t you think there’s a better way to handle this situation?” 

“Meeeow,” Chomusuke replied. 

“Oh, you do? I do, too! All kinds of better ways, really.” 

“You son of a—! You have some nerve! Put down that cat so I can kill you!” Darkness’s eyes were bloodshot and her fists were at the ready, but I made a show of stroking Chomusuke, enjoying the sensation of her fur on my fingers. 

“Hmm? Not just stupid but a one-trick pony, too. You think your physical strength is going to help you? Remember, I’ve got the Bind skill now. I can tie you up in the blink of an eye. Of course, if you want to go back to Tickle Hell, then be my guest!” 

I smiled maliciously, but for some reason Darkness blushed a little. 

“Bind? Yes, I suppose I am aware that you’ve learned how to make good use of that skill. V-very well. Let’s have a little contest. If you can manage to tie me up, then you can do whatever you want to me, just like you did the other day. But if you think I’ll be intimidated by a bit of rope, you’re wrong!” 

“Why do you look happy about this?! Forget it. There’s no reason I should go, is there? If you want to go, take Megumin along. The monster shows up, she drops an Explosion on it, and you’re done, right? If that doesn’t do the trick, you can just run away. ‘Hydra’ sounds like a subspecies of dragon. I bet it’s covered in tough scales. A feeble Adventurer like me couldn’t—” 

I stopped midsentence. Not because Darkness was angry or because she was attacking me. Instead, she had gone completely silent and gloomy, and I found myself lost for words. 

Was she really so eager to kill this monster? 

“A-are you absolutely sure you won’t help me?” 

She knelt on the ground in front of me and gazed at me with tremendous sadness. 

The old break-down-and-cry method. You know, maybe she had learned something about how to get what she wanted. 

About a half day’s journey south from Axel was a small mountain. We arrived at the foot to find a lake spreading out before us, the water a muddy green color. 

“Hey,” I said, “come to think of it… What do we do if we can’t defeat the hydra? If our attacks don’t work on it, then worst-case scenario, we’ve taken a monster who was being perfectly quiet and ticked it off.” 

“No! Noooooo!” Aqua cried. 

Darkness, however, answered, “Don’t worry about that. Whenever there’s been trouble with a Kowloon Hydra in the past, the military came out and surrounded it and just let it rampage until it ran out of MP and went back to sleep. Given the current circumstances, I expect a detachment of knights from the capital should be showing up anytime.” 

“Noooo! I don’t want to deal with any hydras! Why are you so interested in this reward anyway, Darkness? Was Kazuma right? Is your family really that poor? Let’s go home! I’ll smash open my piggy bank and lend you some money! Please let that be enough!” 

I see. So even if we screw up, there will still be a bunch of knights to cover for us. 

“I take it the problem is that the hydra woke up earlier than expected,” I said. “And even if those knights can put the thing back to sleep, they won’t be able to actually kill it, so it doesn’t solve the root problem at all. That’s why they wanted me, the defeater of so many powerful foes, to come and help.” 

“Let me go home! Pleeease let me go home! I’ve got the worst feeling about this!” 

It seemed to me that if help was on the way, it would make sense just to wait for them and then work together to defeat the monster. Why was Darkness in such a hurry to slay this hydra? 

It was then that Megumin, practically bubbling with excitement, removed the patch from her eye and laughed. 

“Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Shall I have you leave things to me this time? A subspecies the hydra may be, but it’s still a variety of dragon! When I destroy it, I can boldly proclaim myself Dragonslayer! My desire for this sobriquet once led me to explode a wyvern, another type of small dragon, but for some reason—perhaps because I was just a child—it was not counted among the monsters I’ve defeated. This time I shall earn the nickname Dragonslayer!” 

“When Emperor Zel hatches, we’ll have a dragon in the house—and you want to be known as a person who kills them?! Hey, Megumin, let’s drop this! I’m sure Zel would never let you ride him if you were a dragon slayer. Come on, come home with me!” 

I nodded at Megumin’s brave declaration, then looked out into the middle of the lake. 

“Okay, then. First we have to—” 

“I need to hurry home and watch to see when Zel is born! Waaaaaah!” 

I finally got sick of Aqua’s incessant whining. “Don’t you ever shut up?! It takes at least twenty days for a chick to hatch; you’ve got plenty of time! Now give it up already. If you leave, how are we going to wake the hydra?” 

“Why do you think a chick would hatch from a dragon egg? And why did I have to leave my precious Emperor Zel somewhere like that anyway?” At the moment, Aqua’s egg was at Wiz’s shop. 

“What were we going to do? There’s no one else stupid enough to take us up on just watching an egg to see if it hatches. If we asked any of the adventurers we know, they would probably have eaten it by the time we got back.” 

Having said that, I did notice Wiz drooling a bit when we dropped the egg off with her. 

“But! But! I’m afraid leaving poor Zel with a Lich and a demon will have a weird effect on him! Dragon parents spend a long time carefully nursing their eggs, you know. It helps the children gain exceptional magic power or take on their parents’ elemental affinities! I want my little Zel to be born a holy White Dragon. What if their dark powers get to him and he comes out as a Black Dragon instead?!” 

“Then you would end up with a black-colored chick. If you’re that worried about it, then help us beat down this hydra in a hurry so we can all go home. If Megumin’s magic doesn’t do the trick, we won’t have many other options aside from getting the hell out of here.” 

I must have finally convinced Aqua, because she calmed down a bit. Darkness drew her great sword. 

“All right,” she said, “everyone ready? Get us started, Aqua!” 

The plan was brilliantly simple. Most water-dwelling monsters hate pure water. That meant an opportunity for Aqua’s normally bizarre and useless powers. 

“Okay, fine. Not that I object to purifying water as such. I’ll be right back, then! If Megumin’s explosion doesn’t work, we run right back home, okay?” 

Then, as quick as a wink, she jumped into the murky lake. She swam around, splashed, flopped a little. 

Watching from shore, Megumin muttered, “Is that how purification works? She’s not just playing in the water because she’s hot, is she?” 

She was right; from where we were standing, it looked a lot like some kid just playing around, but I was pretty sure this was exactly how the plan was supposed to go. 

We looked on as Aqua, perhaps tired from purifying such a large lake, closed her eyes and just floated on the water. 

“Hey, Kazuma,” Darkness said. “Aqua’s taking a nap right over where our monster is sleeping. Is that safe? Speaking of which, I’ve always wondered—how is Aqua able to purify water like that without even doing a chant or anything?” 

“She claims it’s because she’s a water goddess,” I said. As usual, though, both of the other girls seemed to let this possibility go in one ear and out the other. 

As we chatted, the breeze blew the water goddess ever closer to the middle of the lake. It was probably a little late to be wondering if we should have attached a string to her or something. 

The three of us had stopped feeling so anxious about the surreal scene, even yawning a little, when it happened. A few small ripples ran across the surface of the lake. Megumin had started to nod off, but now her eyes snapped open. 

“Oh…! It’s here! Here it comes! I feel an incredible magical power! It’s coming from the bottom of the lake!” 

No sooner had she spoken than a massive shadow appeared underneath Aqua, who was still asleep. Something very, very large was floating to the surface. 

“How long do you plan to nap for, Aqua?! Wake up! It’s right beneath you! Megumin can’t let off her spell with you floating there!” 

My shouting woke up Aqua. She started treading water with remarkable facility for someone who had been asleep just a moment before. She yawned and looked around. Then, finally grasping the situation, she started swimming toward us in a hurry. 

“Hey, that thing’s a lot bigger than we were told!” I called. “The flyer said it was the size of a large commoner’s house—but that thing’s bigger than our mansion!” 

As the shadow in the lake grew larger and larger, Darkness’s and Megumin’s frowns got deeper and deeper. The whole size-of-a-house thing was what had made us think Megumin might be able to handle it with her Explosion. But at this size, there was no way a single strike was going to do it in. 

“K-Kazuma! Kazumaaaaa! Something reeeeally big is coming right for me!” 

The shadow finally became a recognizable silhouette, eight heads clearly visible beneath the water. And all of them were reaching for Aqua! 

“Here it comes! Megumin, get the boom ready! Darkness, take up a guard position in front of her, just in case! I’m going to keep back and make sure we have an escape route ready!” 

“Leave the protection to me! But there aren’t any other monsters around, so I don’t think we need anyone to secure an escape route!” 

“It’s a b-b-bit b-bigger than I imagined, b-but I’m s-s-sure my explosive firepower can take care of it in one shot! I’ll fry every living thing in this lake!” 

“I don’t care what you fry—just do it! Do it!” 

As we ran around in confusion, the creature appeared. 

Ahh… 

All my success recently had led me to underestimate these big-game bounties. 

The eight heads and eight long necks came rising out of the lake, dripping water. 

“—! —!!” 

The hydra’s howl, a sound beyond description, cut through the air. It wasn’t even all the way out of the water yet, and it already looked like a small island. 

Staring vacantly at the heads leering down at me from high in the sky, I muttered: 

“I think we’d better forget this one.” 



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