“I have some important news.”
“W-what could it be…? Hah!? Could it be that you’re going to quit your job!? You can’t! You’re mine forever!”
“I was promised lifetime employment.”
That was actually something I hoped for as well, and I’m very grateful for it.
I know from hearing about other reincarnators that things might be different, but I have no intention of changing jobs here.
“It’s fine. I’ll work for the Demon Lord’s army for the rest of my life.”
“That’s right! Rey is mine, and I won’t give him to anyone!”
“…This conversation seems a bit off, doesn’t it?”
Rigma says something like that, but it’s fine. I understand. I’ll continue to contribute by creating dungeons, and maybe even building comfortable cities for the demon race in the future.
“So, what is this important news?”
“Ah, thanks to Magirema and the others, the dungeon’s magic power is accumulating at an incredible rate.”
Honestly, sometimes I wonder what dungeon management really is. Who would have thought that a place where there’s no need to deal with intruders, manage the structure, or offer rewards during a raid would be the one earning the most magic power?
I was thinking of creating a dungeon like the Dwarf Dungeon, one that looks abandoned, but now that the magic power has increased so much, I think that idea will have to wait.
“Oh… Shall we do a gacha together?”
I suddenly find myself with my arm entwined… Ah, I see. She doesn’t plan to let me escape.
Also, without specifying what it is, she’s quite soft.
“Well, alright…”
“As expected of Rey! Now, let’s go to my room, just the two of us.”
Please, don’t drag me into that.
If we keep playing the gacha together, Primilla will get mad at us.
So, there’s something else I need to tell her.
“That was the good news.”
“…So, there’s bad news too?”
“Yes, Magirema’s shop is doing so well that Fiona’s gacha rewards aren’t enough to provide enough food.”
“Are you telling me to intentionally pull bad rewards?!”
“No, it’s not like that…”
Sure, it would be helpful if Fiona could provide more food than she does now, but if I start aiming for that, I’d be getting bad results from Fiona’s gacha.
It’s harsh to expect good results from Fiona’s gacha at this point.
Primilla is also providing vegetables and fruits she grows, but it’s still not enough.
“Should we limit the customers?”
Magirema suggests this apologetically, but I don’t want to stop the flow of customers.
Since the Dwarf Dungeon got destroyed, Magirema’s restaurant has become somewhat of a lifeline.
“The more customers we have, the more magic power accumulates, so we don’t want to reduce the customer flow.”
Magirema looks relieved at my words.
This demon really does love cooking, doesn’t she?
Alright, dogs, stop trying to lick my face.
“Her feet…”
Fiona is staring at her feet.
…Wait, the dogs are trying to lick Magirema’s feet, right?
Why are they trying to lick my face…?
Yeah, I should stop thinking too much. If I do, it’ll just turn into a bizarre picture in my mind.
“For the time being, we’ll have to buy ingredients.”
Things were starting to get a little weird, so I hurriedly continued talking.
Good. Fiona seems to be listening to me seriously.
“Until now, half of the sales were allocated to my experience points, but for the time being, I’ll leave everything as money.”
“I see… We’ll have to buy what we don’t have elsewhere.”
“I don’t know how much money we’ll need, so I’ll adjust the balance between money and experience points once we start running the business.”
I’m glad the conversation is moving fast.
Well, I’m not too worried about the funds. We have the restaurant’s earnings, and Lopez has been selling medicine to the beastmen, so we shouldn’t run out of money anytime soon.
The experience point distribution is just a precaution.
The real issue is the procurement.
“It would be best if Magirema could go buy the ingredients, but with those legs of hers…”
“Her legs again…”
Fiona, is there some kind of complex about her legs?
I don’t know, but should I tell her that her feet are beautiful?
No, that might make it seem like I’m looking at Fiona in a weird way…
“Demons openly going to buy ingredients would be problematic, so Rigma or Lopez would be the best candidates for this.”
“Uncle, I think Lopez would be a good choice~!”
“Why not let the two of them go together?”
“What are you talking about, Pilkaya!?”
Oh, that might actually be a good idea. We’re going to need to buy a large quantity of ingredients anyway. Instead of sending just one person, having two of them…
“How about having Rigma supervise the other reincarnators as well…?”
“Look! Rey is coming up with weird ideas! Uncle, you’re not suited to be a babysitter, are you!?”
No, he’s actually quite suited for that. I’m still a little uneasy about having multiple reincarnators acting together, but if Rigma is with them as a chaperone, I can send them off without worry.
“Come on, old man, just give in. Otherwise, Nem-chan might volunteer.”
“Indeed. I will splendidly monopolize the market’s food supply.”
No, we don’t have enough money for that, and even if we did, it would cause problems, so please don’t.
“Grr… Using Ripianem as a threat is dirty!”
“Hm? But I’m serious.”
“That’s even worse!”
Ripianem tilted her head in confusion, but thanks to her, Rigma seems to have made up his mind.
“Fine, but when it’s over, Magirema better prepare food and drinks for me…”
“Leave it to me! I’ll ask Luka-chan for all kinds of things you want, so don’t worry!”
“I just wanted to wrap this up with a quick shopping trip…”
Alright, this should resolve the ingredient issue. What to do if we run out of money… Well, the restaurant’s revenue should be enough to manage.
Still, I’ll need to refrain from converting the store’s profits into experience points for a while.
“What should I do for experience points, though?”
“Should we create a new dungeon?”
“No, the restaurant was just established, and we’re short-handed for operations.”
“Then there’s only one thing to do.”
Oh, Fiona-sama is thinking seriously about the Demon Lord’s army for once.
She really is the Demon Lord, despite usually being a beautiful mess obsessed with gacha.
“Let’s spin the gacha.”
…She’s still a beautiful mess.
“W-what’s this… Rey’s gaze feels somehow disappointed—or even disdainful! Do you hate me!? If you abandon me, I’ll cry!”
“I’ll never abandon you, Fiona-sama… But why are you talking about gacha right now?”
“Well, if we’re short on manpower, we could revive them with resurrection potions…”
Ah, I see. She does have her reasons.
Reviving the Demon Lord’s army, huh…
Indeed, just building more and more dungeons wouldn’t be effective; we wouldn’t be able to manage them. Fiona-sama has a point—maybe using the dungeon’s magic power for resurrection potions for a while isn’t a bad idea.
“I-it’s no good, is it~? Fine, I’ll spin the gacha alone…”
“No, I think I’ll also try aiming for resurrection potions with the dungeon’s magic power for a while.”
“Really!?”
Looking back, I thought I had been trying to keep a low profile, but maybe I rushed the expansion of the dungeon too much. That might be why we ended up attracting invaders capable of completely destroying the Dwarf Dungeon.
So, for now, I’ll treat this as a preparation period. I’ll quietly build up strength without drawing attention, and although I dislike it, I won’t use the Dungeon Master skills menu to experiment on invaders.
By doing this, I can accumulate power discreetly, secure personnel, and eventually expand the dungeons without any issues.
This should be the policy moving forward.
“Let’s rebuild the Demon Lord’s army together.”
“Yes, I don’t know how far we’ll get, but let’s try to revive as many members of the Demon Lord’s army as possible.”
Perhaps because she’s so happy about pulling the gacha together, Fiona-sama hugged me.
It’s troublesome how she does this kind of thing so casually…
I mean, if spinning the gacha alone is so unbearable, why not take a break for a while…?
If I say that, she’ll probably cry again, so I’ll just keep it to myself.
