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Chapter 190

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(POV switch – Mira)

At every rest stop, Kouta announced the upcoming plans and the duration of the break. This was something I had requested of him so that viewers could hear our plans and precautions during the broadcast. It seemed that he remembered and carried it out diligently.

During our breaks, everyone in the party gathered to rehydrate and nibble lightly on some snacks. Even at such times, the red glow never vanished from Kouta’s eyes. Anyone who had seen our broadcast even once would know that those eyes had the power to survey and keep watch over our surroundings.

Even now, when the live broadcast was paused, Kouta showed not a trace of carelessness. There had been almost no combat since entering the dungeon, yet he still checked our fatigue and supplies with utmost seriousness. I could not wait to see how this would influence the audience later.

Though the live broadcast was paused, that did not mean I had stopped recording. I planned to edit and upload footage from our breaks later for those who missed the live stream. Especially today, since we had not stopped for combat, Kouta seemed concerned about whether a different kind of fatigue was building up.

In reality, both Adelaide and I, as rear guards, were unaccustomed to running long distances. The strain on our legs had been accumulating. In response, Kouta arranged brief walking intervals and even offered massages for our legs. However, Adelaide and I both refused his offer to try using Recovery Magic. It felt wasteful to spend MP on something like that within the dungeon.

 

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(POV switch – Kouta)

…This is bad. My schedule has already been shortened by nearly an hour compared to plan.

The main reason was that, for some inexplicable reason, explorers were everywhere along our path today. As someone constantly urged by the party to share plans and schedules in advance, a complete collapse of timing felt like a failure in my duties as leader. I had no attachment to the title of leader, but being expelled from the party was something I wanted to avoid at all costs.

So, I began thinking, ready to forgo break time if necessary. I even considered secretly asking Muze for advice, but at times like this, she would only tell me to relax or say other obvious things.

Muze, do not abandon me. Help me!

By asking everyone questions and adjusting based on their answers, I managed to recover a little lost time. But it was truly nothing more than a desperate struggle.

Would I be alright, I wonder.

 

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