The Loner Who Conquers the Other World-Novel

Day 51 – Night, Dungeon.

I killed the greatest menace, the Great Dungeon, I exterminated the most terrifying Evil Forest, I blocked the worst war, the last issue, the dungeons, are slowly being resolved as I go around killing them off. I actually ended up thinking that things are going well. I thought that I somehow have the dangers of the other world under control.

That is conceit. I took things too lightly, thinking that even if I’m weak, if I make the frontier safe, everyone else will become strong in the meantime. However, if I went to that 60th floor with the pres and everyone, someone would’ve most certainly died. And if I tried to protect them we could’ve been completely annihilated. This fantasy world is still the worst thing possible all the same.

It was because the other two were a dungeon emperor and master duo that they managed to obliterate everything in sight and protect me. Because we can’t protect, we had to opt for an endless carnage. They could pull it off because they had only one person to protect.

That thing was dangerous. I still can’t think of any other way to kill it aside from nuclear disintegration. In other words, any other party would’ve been annihilated.

As I thought, exploration should be kept to the first 49 floors. Everything beyond that shouldn’t be dared until taking level 100, otherwise, it is way too impossible. Everyone should get drastically stronger after getting level 100, but even so, it still might be too dangerous to challenge a level 100 dungeon master even with everyone fighting together. And with the possible existence of other special dungeon masters like the sand giant, it is too risky.

I can think of it all I want, but there is no way to counter this at the moment, and I’m also hungry. A strange, extreme feeling of hunger. If it is because of running out of mana, then that atomic vibration is very dangerous. If I managed to exhaust my mana even with the mana accumulator that I thought to have an infinite charge, then it means it was just on the brink of going out of control, and since I kept forcibly suppressing the magic that was about to run amok, restraining it, the mana rapidly depleted. Which means if I did run out of mana it would’ve gone berserk? Let’s seal it, this is way too dangerous.

「Thank you. You saved me. I’ll have to reward you when we get back to the town, right? Well, it’s gonna be clothes and food again though? Or rather, what time is it? Are stores still open? Sort of?」

Today demands a reward. I mean, usually, having someone completely unmoving in the middle of a monster-filler floor is nothing other than a nuisance. Even so, they protected me to the end. If it was me I’d kick that guy, and undoubtedly proceed to stomp on him, I have full confidence in that. Yes, this calls for a reward.

「It turned into a proper magic stone. I was worried that it might turn into a sea of sand grain-sized magic stones, you know? I even prepared a shovel already? It nearly turned into a case of public disturbance with a highschool boy playing in the sand with a shovel? Seriously. Yeah, if I saw such a person I might report him myself.」

The magic stone from the level 60 dungeon master. It’s big and transparent. This one is probably too valuable as well and will be refused for purchase, but since it will become a part of the mana accumulator it is fine. I used up almost all reserves today, so it wouldn’t be bad to get such an addition. Magic stones are needed for the creation of magic tools, and revising current equipment requires them as well. At the very least, I have to make equipment that will allow the pres and the others to make an escape in case of anything, or they are in huge trouble. If they tagged along they would’ve been dead by now. Not a joke, with quite a lot of certainty.

「Wait? It’s a drop item. Since the Sand Giant was a butt-naked giant there is no equipment? Maybe the Sand Giant was an exhibitionist? Thank goodness I didn’t bring Nudist Girl along, we almost got an exhibitionis competition on our hands. Eh? But if it was an exhibitionism competition Nudist Girl could’ve won! So to defeat the Sand Giant we needed the Exhibitionist Power of Nudist Girl! What kind of power is that!? The hell is that Exhibitionism Power?!」

Is this a precious stone? If it is, Avarice-san might want it?

「Uhh?『Treasure of Monster Core – Create and Manipulate Monster Cores』, why would we want to make more monsters after going through so much effort to exterminate monsters even in dungeons? That’s just counterproductive! There is no point in killing dungeons then! I don’t even know why we came here!」

Anyway, let’s return. I want to eat, and a hungry brigade must be awaiting their Salisbury steaks at the inn.

「I’m back, or rather, the dinner is here! I’m soo hungry, I couldn’t wait so I was making burgers on the way here. I couldn’t endure it and began frying them right as I walked through the town, you know? Seriously fresh-made Salisbury steaks!」

「「「Welcome back & Let’s dig in!」」」

Looks like they really were waiting while hungry all this time. Just why would they sit starving in the inn’s dining hall? Instantly consuming everything, they formed a line for another serving. And why did the Poster Girl join that line with a plate in her hands? An inn employee who makes her guests work! And then, there is also Stalker Girl, casually joining as usual. Everyone is devouring Salisbury steak set meals with an appetite. I’m too busy frying new ones, so I’m having hamburgers. But even they are being snatched one after another right as I fry them?

「A hamburger! I missed this taste! Hamburger was the last thing I had with my pocket money.」

「Aah, I want to have white rice and bread too! There are not enough Salisbury steaks! Hurry up and fry more! 」

「This is good too~? Salisbury steak with mushroom is a masterpiece~, if this was sold at a restaurant people would be lining up for it~?」

No, enough of the lines, okay? Your endless queue prevents me from eating anything myself, you know? Actually, just how many times are the idiots going to line up?! They are coming back once per minute! This is too much of a heavy rotation! Since there are 5 of them it’s 1 idiot per 12 seconds! Too much idiocy! I want to eat!

「How come I get only 1 Salisbury steak after preparing 100 of them? Why is there nothing left? I was working so hard, mincing meat while climbing stairs of the dungeon? Walking home while shaping them? Frying, as I made my way to the inn? And yet there is nothing? Really?」

How did it come to this? Since there were no more Salisbury steaks left I ended up frying fish for myself, you know? Well, it was delicious though?

Slime-san also jiggled through eating more than 10 hamburgers. Well, it’s a reward so it’s fine though.

Getting sulky I thought I’d go to the baths with Slime-san, but Poster Girl and Stalker Girl already went in there, taking Slime-san with them. I’m an actual loner? Quite for real.

Now, it’s time for an endless hell known as the home industry. Originally, Hell was meant to be a place where sinners go to atone for their sins and eventually move to Heaven, but the hell known as the home industry has innocent me endlessly receiving additional orders. And since I can’t go to Heaven, I will create Heaven myself! Yes! Kneesocks!

Stockinette stitch. Basically, the same pattern as for jerseys. Jersey stitch. Jersey stitch provides elasticity, but having to knit that was an issue, however, having Evil Hands there is nothing to worry about. It’s a precise ultra-high-speed knitting machine.

「To think I’d meet Kneesocks in the other world, well, this is my first time actually meeting them though? Come to think of it, that’s Nice to meet you? I already saw you a few times, but I couldn’t afford to take a close look at you since it would’ve been a cause of public concern. Well, although it is enough of a concern for the first kneesocks met by a highschool boy to be knitted by him though?」

As practice, I started with making a school jersey. Armored Pres-san seemed envious looking at everyone. She probably felt left out seeing them on everyone during girls-only meetings. However, I had my doubts that a school jersey would suit her with that super nice body and tall model physique, but it unexpectedly looked quite good on her. She also was overjoyed, leaving for a girls-only gathering wearing it, so it should be good. But there was some kind of lewd aura to her?

And as I was making kneesocks, something got hold of me, and I ended up mass producing them as well. And when I noticed it, stockings also joined the mass production line and also were dancing through the air. I can’t help but think that there is no saving a highschool boy sitting in the middle of the room with numerous stockings and kneesocks floating in the air? He seems pretty doomed? Like, in all sorts of ways?

「This is a trap! I keep falling for it every time, but it’s a trap! Do your job『Trap Ring』and『Trap Detection』! But it’s too late? Ahh, I went and did it! I made it! It is done! No, let’s have her wear them? Since I have them, let’s put them on Armored Pres-san? But today it’s kneesocks.」

The reason for this blunder most likely lies in my attempts to change this and that in the knitting of stockings as I tried to add a pattern to them, and then it was too late. Changing the complexity of the stitch, and increasing and decreasing threads a pattern could be created, so unintentionally, I ended up making a lot of variations? From check pattern to stripe pattern? Chain pattern too? I worked hard for the argyle pattern, you know? And then~? I ended up making these? I mean, I’m a highschool boy, and saving on threads is very eco-friendly? I merely wanted to have Armored Pres-san wear them? Why did I mass-produce these too?

And one after another, while making a spiral through the air, fishnet stockings are being knit by Evil Hands, and orbit around me. I repent, but I have no regrets.