Aside from her somewhat extreme personality, Mrs. Kato was reliable in every other way. She'd suspected her husband of cheating and, without a shred of evidence, taken out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys to wash them all.
For example, her hand-drawn map clearly marked the general location of the town's church.
"Um..." Bystander Glasses Girl cleared her throat twice. "May I come along with you?"
Amamiya Natsuki nodded.
"Sure. Do as you like, Miss Yasui."
"Thank you."
Bystander Glasses Girl breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to thank him.
In a dungeon, what was the most important thing for getting by?
Of course, it was strength.
But when you didn't have enough strength, keen judgment was just as important.
This boy had managed to unravel Mr. Hirata's dream just because the kitchen had no cleaning rags, piecing together the clues and leading everyone out of the Unfinished building. His intelligence was clearly far beyond hers.
Not only that, he'd even tamed two hellhounds. That wasn't something you could accomplish with brains alone; he had to be strong, too.
Brains and strength—she had to cling tightly to someone like that!
"Let's go."
Amamiya Natsuki put away the town map and set off in the lead.
After they'd walked a ways, the bystander girl turned to look behind them and realized there were many more unfinished residential buildings in the darkness, so oppressive that they made it hard to breathe.
"Some people are just unbelievably awful!"
The bystander girl pushed her glasses up and couldn't help saying, "I once saw a story online about a business owner who was about to flee with the money and got exposed. A female bank branch manager who'd approved his loans had an appetite big enough to scare anyone. Out of 270 billion