**Day 37 Noon Omui Town In Front of the Gate**
Haruka-kun got summoned by the lord to explain everything.
People brave enough to listen to Haruka's explanation… they've got courage.
They already know the outcome, yet they've never seen any other ending. True challengers.
And yeah, total chaos. Heads scratched raw, pure bewilderment. Wrong person to ask. You should never ask that guy. He's the root cause of every single confusion.
The lord's daughter was hopping up and down excitedly at first… then started stomping the ground in frustration?
Haruka joined in the stomping. Wait—his tantrum-stomping technique has improved?
Finally released. Haruka trudges back looking exhausted.
The lord and his daughter look even more drained. Completely worn out. I get it, I really do.
Logically, the one who should look tired is Haruka. He's always the culprit. Guilty before the crime even happens.
Finally, we pass through the gate.
Back in this town. With Haruka. All together.
Everyone crosses the gate as one.
(One extra Labyrinth Emperor is a secret.)
Probably better if nobody knows.
In a way, a town guarded by the Labyrinth Emperor is the safest place in the world.
Not just against monsters—the most dangerous thing here is that utterly unreasonable, merciless, atrocity-committing summoner going berserk. She'd stop him.
The town's bustling as usual.
The Labyrinth Emperor's looking around curiously. Total country bumpkin.
Came up from the 100th underground floor to the surface. Country mouse.
Is it novel to her?
Or nostalgic?
She seems happy to be in town, so it's probably a good thing.
That's why Haruka brought her all the way from 100F to the surface.
Definitely a good thing. Everyone looks happy.
Oda-kun's group split off to go weapon shopping.
Still zero ability to read the room.
They're looking for fire-resistant or flame-nullification helmets.
At least they're aware of their own danger now.
It'll probably get nullified anyway, but let's stay quiet.
Same as always.
Back to normal everyday life.
Because we returned to ordinary days.
Days with Haruka-kun, where everyone can smile.
**Day 37 Noon Inn White Weirdo Dining Hall**
Back at the inn, the signboard girl headbutted Haruka in joy?
Some kind of celebration? Very cow-like.
The four who couldn't buy fire gear came back, heard about it, and we all burst out laughing and comforted them.
Everyone gathered in the dining hall for a meal.
High spirits, huge commotion, total pandemonium.
Still exhausted, gear in tatters, looking rough—but everyone's smiling.
We took turns in the bath, got cleaned up, returned to the now-private dining hall… and there it was.
A mountain of weapons and armor covering the entire floor. Never seen anything like it. Magnificent.
"Everyone here? Okay—distribution time? Kinda? Two weapons, two armor sets per person, plus two favorites. Six total. First come first served. Fight over them. Go!"
From there, it was pure carnage.
A battlefield of desire, greed, and avarice.
Honestly, looked like middle-aged ladies at a bargain sale.
Girls' war zone. Boys got trampled and shoved aside.
Every single weapon was limited edition.
Every piece an insane deal.
Time-limited flash sale, right here, right now.
Utter madness outlet event.
Demonic free-for-all grab-fest.
The legendary bargain-sale pandemonium had returned, and only berserkers gathered.
"Oh, and if you want anything else, we can negotiate prices～? Cheap～? Super cheap～?"
Final blow. Killing phrase. Forbidden words for girls. The last scraps of everyone's sanity snapped simultaneously.
No more holding back. Snatching, pulling, yanking—acquaintances don't matter. Total chaos picture scroll.
Screaming and shrieking, bodies thrown into the fray, defending loot, breaking through the berserker horde, aiming for Haruka—the living cash register.
Isekai-honed combat skills turned into peak girly-power. Fighting, competing, seizing.
It was… really fun.
Boys were terrified.
Once the unequal distribution settled and things calmed, it turned into loot-brag fest. Some girls were straight-up cheek-rubbing their weapons.
Everyone ecstatic, satisfied, huge haul, bumper crop.
Because every single piece was a skill-loaded monster weapon.
Legendary materials, ultra-rare skills, top-tier effects. Everyone gazing in rapture, cheeks slack with bliss.
This is Haruka-style thanks.
Haruka-style apology gift.
Haruka-style loss compensation.
Haruka-style gratitude.
We fought in the labyrinth too, so he didn't have to worry—even with broken gear, we're still in the black. But he made sure nobody could refuse, no holding back, everyone satisfied. Big bargain sale. Everyone got at least 10 pieces. Some girls hugging 20+.
Because everything was bargain-priced, ultra-discounted, premium steals. Stuff money can't buy. If sold, unobtainable.
These were Haruka's spoils.
Looted from the worst monsters carrying weapons and gear this insane—after wiping them out.
So he shared.
Now everyone's a little stronger. A little safer.
Girls already equipping, appraising obsessively, itching to test effects. Everyone full of energy again.
I bought too much and I'm a little cash-strapped.
(Shh—I quietly borrowed some from the money we confiscated from Haruka.)
This kind of wonderful, fun thank-you gift… probably everyone's first time.
The whole place is smiles.
Nothing but smiles.