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As Reme remembered, I met him two years ago.

Except for Reme and me, the Demon King is the only one who knows this story.I didn't really want to make noise from myself, and I didn't want to go forward and reveal this memory that was stuffed with my foolishness and Lemé's kindness.

One more thing, I couldn't tell Reme about it myself.



I was afraid that even the possibility of the nails earlier might be hated by being remembered, even though it might not be possible only for him.


So I tried to be liked first.When I got along, I had the idea that if I told them, they wouldn't dislike me.It's completely shallow and I hate myself, but no one wants to be hated by people I admire.


I used to work as a [vampire] in a different city dungeon.The dungeon name is also different now.

Subhumans who become monsters naturally have their own reasons.


Because I'm cool, because there's a monster I admire, and I want to defeat [Hero] with my own hands.

This area is similar to where people aspire to be adventurers.If you make your admiration a [hero] and your enemies a [demon king], you become an adventurer version.


Conversely, some become monsters for negative reasons.

For example, Position (Job).Confirmation of qualifications by God.

Like Reme, there are very few people who can continue to study and move toward their dreams, even if the right job is different from what they want.You can say there's hardly any.


Talented or not, I don't want to be in a position I don't want to be in.There are many such people in the world.

But if you're going to be anything but a qualified person, the world is very tough.It is possible to earn money for a little miscellaneous use or on the back, but [blacksmith], for example, cannot be a cook.


It's not impossible, it's about not looking at anyone.

Originally, dungeon entertainment was conceived as a receptacle for such bums.

Even after peace, the world has been constantly born with combat [positions (jobs)].

They cannot be asked of anyone in a world of peace.That way, the gift of violence will be used to survive.

That's why we can't welcome everyone into a reduced army.

Fighting must give the fighter something to do.

It was the same for the monster side.

When the people and the demons stopped fighting, they continued discussions so that they could maintain peace between the two sides, and so it was the entertainment of dungeon strategy and defense.

Make it a show. Enjoy and excite people in battle.Fight and bring praise to the winners.

The result was a great success. Today, when it comes to dungeon strategy, it's the best entertainment anyone knows.

Well, I hope you're a fighter, but those who don't become monsters are quite painful.

God's judgment is mysterious, but [whore] has a dream demon there, for example.

When it comes to the right job, it's the right job.But Dream Demons don't want to sell their bodies in exchange for money.

Some people say it doesn't matter at all, but it's not all.

Such a dream demon cannot naturally become a cook or a flower shop.

Getting along with someone or loving someone is misunderstood as knowing the Job Title.

So they become monsters.

A workplace where you can work under a race name without disclosing your tentative initial name, [position (job)].

My [job title (job)] is [blood manipulator].

It is only expressed in vampires and can freely manipulate their own blood and the blood they smoke.To be precise, the power that vampires have is far superior to others.

I don't know what to do with this [position (job)].

I became a monster because I was realistic.There was something else I wanted to be, and I couldn't do it anyway.Then I will choose the work to the best of my ability and produce results within it.

I was able to train, and I was confident.

You can quickly become a floor boss and eventually become a dungeon master.

I thought I could be myself.

But reality wasn't sweet.

Someone less powerful than me was used heavily.

When asked why, she said, "I hate adventurers because I hurt women because the audience is badly behaved."

Oh, I thought it was sex.

I don't want to see a full battle, I want to see a pleasant battle.I can understand.

But I was sad and regretful.

Still, I kept trying.The power to manipulate blood looks good.I trained bat beasts, mixed my own blood with the blood they smoked, and acquired the art of manipulating more blood.Everything in the dungeon is magical, so we were able to realize a difficult method in reality.

One day, Floor Boss, my boss at the time, invited me to dinner.

Because it's about work, I thought you could appreciate my efforts and leave something to me.

No, I didn't.

The man touched me with a sympathetic gesture and conveyed in a distant way that if he forgave his body, his treatment would improve.

When I left it to my anger to pour water on my face, I was placed the next day at the tip of a swarm of mazes in the hierarchy, where nobody would come.

I don't want to change jobs either. There is a strong horizontal connection in the dungeon, and unless you are a Floor Boss Class person, you will need a letter of introduction to go elsewhere.

Without a track record, I am a woman, and I have no future for buying the anger of the floor boss.

As I get paid to stay alive at the end of the maze, I will be thrown out if the beauty that others think I'm dealing with declines.

I regretted it and couldn't help it.

That's when I witnessed the Phoenix party.

I was avoided by a colleague from the previous incident, so I swallowed alone in a normal tavern, not in the monster's area.

It is mysterious why they did not go to the tavern where the adventurers gather.Well, there's no big reason.

Drunk enough to shake my sight, I was very irritated when I saw a boy.

Reme. [Black Mage] Reme.

I know. A boy who belonged to the thirteenth party at the time, just because his best friend was [Flame Brave].

This is what the world looks like after all.

If the powerful like you, you can suck the sweet juice.

Those who cannot sell the charm sink to the bottom, and die without anyone looking at them.

How unreasonable.

It's terrible to be disadvantaged to fight as you are.

I was so angry when I didn't know anything about him.

I said it on my way home.

"That's nice... I think I'm familiar with [brave].[Black Mage] But you can be thirteenth. "

The boy suddenly seemed surprised at me for saying something rude, but he was not angry.

"Are you okay?Do you have anyone with you?

On the contrary, you were worried.

I got miserable and left the shop ignoring the boy.

It certainly seems to have swallowed too much.
I shake around. I have a headache, and I can't help myself.

... I've never been drunk like this.

"Hey, Onesan, are you okay?

Young people who seem to be so light are calling.

When I thought I remembered it blurrily, it was the man who was in the store.Are you chasing me?

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"No, no, it doesn't look that way.You should take a break. "

The man's gaze turned towards my face, chest, and back to my face.It was unpleasant.

I'm in the way.

"Don't be stupid."

The next moment, someone attacked me from behind.

Pulled into a dark alley while holding her belly.

"Alright! Good boy, don't bite me, I'll punch you in the face if you make a joke."

I can't resist without putting my strength into my body.

Wow, you're really tight after all.

The young man who spoke up said.

"Hey, isn't it strange that I'm always watching?

There seems to be one of them with the man who attacked us from behind.

The three of them attacked me.

They must have been after me since I was inside the store.

"Can't you move? No, go to the bathroom when the beauty is coming alone to swallow."

Was there anything packed?

It sucked. I was sad, sad, upset, and scared.

If you fight, you win, but your body doesn't move well because of the drunkenness and drunkenness.

The man who caught me walks around from behind knowing I can't resist.

And I tore the chest of my clothes.

Wow, that's big.

The smell of alcohol mixed with lowly voices.

This is going to be fun.

The creepy tongue of a man who only thinks of women as things.

Why is the world like this?

After all, there was nothing good about it.It's no use trying. Nobody seems to care except the part about her.

What a void.

I can bear not to raise my voice at least to entertain these men.Whether you cry or beg forgiveness, these people just get along.

"Whoa!

A light man blew up.

Because the guard man took the run and knocked his fist into his face.

"What about it?"

The man holding me makes a stunned voice.You have no idea what happened.

I didn't expect to share the same emotions with a rapist for a second.

"Why! Always! It's just me!Keep an eye out!Damn it!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

A drunk and ineffective beating crushes a thin man.

- Break up, huh?

The abnormality persists.

"Hmm, what!?Why can't I see anything?Hey, guys!

The man who is capturing me is blindly wounded.

He pushes me and holds his face down.

"I don't feel so good...!Nhhh... "

I suffered even more.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Someone took me by the throw.

All I know is that he's a "little boy."

"... terrible. Please wear this.It's okay now. "

"Little Boy" hung me what he was wearing.

It was... [Black Mage] 's robe.

"What!? Somebody, no! Cancer!What the hell are you doing to me--? "

"Ola, take my wrath!Watch them alternate!Nice... gaha. "

"No, I get it, I'm serious!"

"Little Boy" stunned the man who caught me, the sentinel man, and the light man with a blow to the jaw, a kick to the side of the head, and a face crushed with the soles of his shoes.

"It's over. Can you stand up?

"Little Boy" reached out to me.

"Nah, why...."

Yes?

"Why did you save me?I told you... terrible things. "

"Eh? That's why they found out... ah, clothes?"

Once I realized it, I was able to judge him as a [black magician] Reme even after "confusion".Since it was only an association from clothes, I felt weird because I could only recognize him as a "small boy" as usual.

"No, I was worried because I seemed really drunk, but I wasn't going after him.But after you left the store, these three people continued, and the smile at that time... looked like that. "

I can imagine. They couldn't conceal their excitement about what they were going to do, and they must have had a lowly look on their face.

"That's not why."

"Really? I don't think I can leave him alone."

Did you solve the magic for me? I recognized Reme as Reme.

She looked really strange.

It is only natural for him to chase even vampires who have made a mistake in the first place, just because they may be attacked.

I met a true brave man that day.



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