𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓𝟐: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰?
“Um. . .Master?”
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🔹ᴀᴡᴇʙsᴛᴏʀɪᴇs.ᴄᴏᴍ ― ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛeᴅ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ “ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs” ᴀnᴅ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs🔹
Hit by the intense power of the Demon Lord’s cyclone, I was in a daze for a while on my bed, and hearing such a voice, I looked at the monitor with a feeling of trouble.
On the monitor, which was showing the vicinity of the Automata, was Leif, who seemed even more confused than me.
Oh, yeah, he was there.
After all, he was a slave who didn’t serve any purpose.
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Apparently, because I was in a daze, the Automata also stopped for a while, and he couldn’t stand it and seemed to have called out.
Honestly, it helped.
If it had continued like this, I would have fallen asleep leaving the Chaos-chan doll unattended.
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I restart the Automata.
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“Um, was the person earlier, really, truly the Demon Lord?”
“I do not accept questions.”
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For now, I silenced Leif by saying that and built a small room in the corner of the first layer.
While messing with the interior of that room, I had the Automata carry the Chaos-chan doll and walk to the new room.
Because the Chaos-chan doll is treated as an intruder, it cannot be sent by the transfer function.
Leif rushed after the Automata in such a manner.
However, seeing nothing in the dark, he got completely lost and reluctantly returned to the place where he had been, where there was light.
What is he doing?
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I leave Leif like that and put the Automata in the new room.
Thanks to adjusting the interior while walking, the room has become a luxurious one based on black.
The design is somewhat like a throne room.
It’s fitting, since I’m placing the incarnation of the Demon Lord.
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Then, I put the Chaos-chan doll on a small throne that I made to fit the size of the doll, located in the back of the room.
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“Hoho! What a room of exquisite taste!”
“It’s an honor.”
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The Chaos-chan doll suddenly started talking, but I decided not to mind.
The Demon Lord Cyclone has gone.
No matter what anyone says, it’s gone.
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And, it felt weird to leave only the Chaos-chan doll in this room, so, referring to the Demon Lord from earlier, I also created a new Automata.
A deformed design of a two-headed, talking Mamori-chan doll.
With this, even if the Demon Lord suddenly sends a message, I can reply in no time.
To avoid displeasure, I should be mindful even in such matters.
By the way, due to maximizing the reduction of performance, the price of the Mamori-chan doll was only 200 DP.
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After that, I blocked the path leading to this room with moving walls and made it a room inside impenetrable walls.
This room must not be discovered by intruders at any cost, so it’s a natural measure.
The reason why I didn’t build this room in the second layer or below is simple.
Even if it’s a doll, I don’t want to let intruders into the depths of the sanctuary.
By the way, due to the functionality of the dungeon, you can’t trap intruders with indestructible walls or make it completely impossible to conquer, so this wall can be destroyed from the inside.
. . .I don’t want a situation where this wall gets destroyed.
That would be the gong starting the war with the Demon Lord.
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While being frightened by the future that might come, I leave only the Mamori-chan doll in the communication room with the Demon Lord and transfer the Automata to where Leif is.
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“Wa?!”
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Ignoring the surprised Leif, I collect the desks, chairs, lights, and such that I used this time, throw them into the warehouse.
Of course, I appraised them properly, and I have confirmed that they don’t have curses or anything on them.
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“It’s completely dark?!”
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The only thing left is the rather annoying Leif.
Of course, I have no intention of letting him into the living space, so he can sleep in the first layer.
Well, I’d be in trouble if he caught a cold and became useless, so I’ll at least provide a futon.
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Immediately, I take out a futon with DP, grab the hand of Leif who is panicking in the dark, and push him onto the futon.
Then, I give a command.
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“Sleep there today.”
“Eh?!”
“I’m giving you a command. Be grateful I provided a futon.”
“Y, Yes.”
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And then, I’m going to sleep too.
Not much time has passed since I woke up, but dealing with the Demon Lord has exhausted me, and I’m extremely sleepy.
In fact, I was kind of woken up in the middle of my sleep, so I’m even more sleepy.
Goodnight.
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The next day dawned.
Having slept soundly to blow away my fatigue, I took a bath, washed my face, and ate a meal.
Once I had finished my daily routine and shaken off sleep, I looked at the Demon Lord’s communication room on the monitor.
There were the figures of the silent Chaos-chan doll and Mamori-chan doll.
Ah. . .So what happened yesterday wasn’t a dream.
Honestly, I had hoped it was.
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“Sigh. . .”
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Despite the sigh of utter melancholy, I couldn’t keep avoiding reality.
If I were to upset the Demon Lord, I might get killed.
To avoid that, I had no choice but to work and curry favor.
From my direct conversation, I felt that the Demon Lord wasn’t the type to easily discard useful subordinates.
The fact that the Goblin Lord, who had sexually targeted the Demon Lord, was kept alive reinforced this possibility.
Or rather, I couldn’t go on unless I believed that.
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Considering this, what should I do now?
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Firstly, strengthening the dungeon further is a must.
I can’t sleep in peace unless it’s strong enough to withstand the Demon Lord turning into an enemy.
Even though it seems impossible, I have no choice but to do it.
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Next, I have to do the work the Demon Lord assigned me.
I don’t want to do it, but I have no choice.
It’s essential to show that I’m working.
I don’t want to be killed.
Well, being able to do as I please is probably my only consolation.
I’m glad the Demon Lord’s army is a free workplace.
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Plus, thinking about it, even when I was a hikikomori in my old world, I was working via a computer.
Even hikikomoris need to work.
This job is also done via an Automata, it’s not much different from working via a computer.
The risk of me being in danger is low.
I’ll think like that.
For the sake of my mental stability.
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Now, about that job.
For starters, maybe I should scout out the capital of this country.
The Demon Lord told me something like overthrowing the country, so knowing the enemy’s strength is necessary.
If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
Though, no matter how much I know about the enemy and myself, I can’t see myself winning against a super being like the Demon Lord.
I’ll pray that there aren’t any individuals like the Twelve Apostles who can fight against such a Demon Lord in this country.
If there are, I’ll just report to the Demon Lord and chip away at towns and villages.
Even if I keep doing that, the country will tilt, I guess.
Probably.
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“Hmm. . .”
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As I was organizing my thoughts and about to take action, I heard a moan from the monitor of the activated Automata.
In this dungeon, there’s only one other person who can make a noise.
It’s Leif.
He seems to be groaning with a painful expression.
Is he having a nightmare?
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“It hurts. . .Master. . .Don’t crush me. . .”
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. . .What kind of dream is he having?
Even in his dreams, did I threaten him too much?
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“It hurts. . .I’m being crushed. . .My butt hurts. . .Help me. . .”
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Huh?
His butt?
He’s mixing in some strange sleep-talk.
While I do have the intention to crush him, I don’t have any to dig.
There’s nothing to dig, and I don’t have such a hobby.
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Well, that aside.
I should wake him up.
I shake Leif’s shoulder using the Automata.
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“Wake up.”
“. . .Mm.”
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Then, Leif vaguely opens his eyes.
But his gaze isn’t focused.
Is he broken. . .Ah, no, it’s pitch dark in the dungeon, he can’t see anything.
I transmitted a lantern from the storage, let the Automata hold it, and lit it up.
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“Ah. . .Master.”
“Are you awake?”
“Ah, yes.”
“If so, let’s go.”
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I collected the futon that Leif had been using and made Automata walk towards the exit.
Leif hurriedly followed after.
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“Um, Master. . .”
“No questions about yesterday. And no talking about it to anyone. Of course, revealing my true identity is also forbidden.
All you have to do is listen to what I say.
If you do that, I’ll spare you.”
“. . .Yes!”
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Upon hearing that, Leif’s face seemed a bit pleased.
I don’t know what to say if he’s happy about such a thing.
Well, even if it’s no good, it’s an important tool, and I’ll keep using it.
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So, Leif and the Automata left the dungeon.
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