I Was the Supporter of a Popular Dungeon Streamer, but the Power Harassment Was Too Much, so I Quit. I’m Useless Anyway, so It Shouldn’t Be a Problem, Right? Huh? The Views Are Dropping Like Crazy? - 60

Chapter 60: 172th Floor

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The place we headed to was a karaoke box called “Down & Down.” Compared to karaoke boxes on the surface, it was far more rundown and it was located even deeper underground within the underground shopping district (B1F). We entered the karaoke box via a staircase and booked the free time course, which lasted until morning. By the way, the owner was an elderly woman, easily in her seventies. It seemed she was running this place alone. The interior was dimly lit, with a single weak bulb struggling to illuminate an area far beyond its capacity.

The room Cyan specified was No. 12—the one at the very back. Upon entering, we found dirty plates and empty plastic bottles scattered around, likely left behind by the previous customers. After tidying up a bit, we took our seats.

『Grab the Denmoku.』

The Denmoku, the electronic device used to select songs in karaoke.

『From the options there, choose ‘Enter music by number.’』

Now that I think about it, I’ve heard that in the old days, people used to enter song numbers manually to play them. So that feature still exists, huh? Never seen anyone actually use it before.

I navigated to the number selection screen. It seemed the screen allowed up to 8-digit input.

『First, enter 4946, then select the floor of Amatsugahara you want to go to. That will take you there.』

“You’re kidding…”

“What is it?”

I followed Cyan’s instructions and explained the process to Isshiki-san.

“If this is real, I don’t think we should do it just yet.”

“Right. We haven’t accessed Cyan’s account yet, after all.”

『Ah, that’s right. I forgot. Enter 5656-2141 on the number selection screen.』

Why?

『Just do it.』

I had no choice but to follow the instructions. The moment I entered the numbers, a slit appeared in the wall, like a door.

“What is this?”

The wall, now bearing a slit, opened like a door.  Inside, there was a full set of Cyan’s disguise gear, along with a smartphone (Butler) for recording.

『This is my exploration kit. That Butler has been modified to avoid tracking, and it also has access to my account.』

If you already have a disguise gear, you could’ve just told me…

『It wouldn’t fit you anyway. Oh, how about letting Isshiki-chan wear it? It should be just the right size.』

It would be a little loose on Isshiki-san, but still within an acceptable range.

“How about you wear Cyan’s outfit, Isshiki-san? I already have mine prepared separately.”

“Yeah… If something happens and I end up in a shot, that would be bad. I’ll wear it, but… Is it just bandages and this black robe? What about the clothes underneath?”

『There aren’t any.』

“There aren’t any, apparently.”

“……”

Wait a second. That means… Isshiki-san will be wrapping the bandages directly on bare skin…?

Now that I think about it, Cyan really never wore anything aside from bandages and a black outfit…

“Then, I’ll face the door while changing, so Isshiki-san, please face the wall.”

“Got it… You absolutely must not turn around…”

“I-I understand!”

I could hear the sound of fabric rustling behind me. In this dimly lit, enclosed space, a man and a woman wrapping bandages directly onto their bare skin…

This feels strangely erotic…

In the darkness, I somehow managed to transform into a mummy over the course of thirty minutes. On top of that, I donned a black robe. The robe extended from the hood down to my ankles, covering both the front and back completely.

“Isshiki-san, are you ready?”

“Y-Yeah…”

I turned around. Isshiki-san had also become a proper mummy. From the outside, it was impossible to tell who she was. But… The way her chest protruded meant she definitely wouldn’t be mistaken for Cyan. After all, Cyan was so flat that you couldn’t even tell if—

『Hey, hey… do you have a death wish? Want me to destroy your Origin from the inside?』

I deeply apologize.

Thinking back, Isshiki-san could’ve just worn clothes under the bandages, right? There wasn’t any real need to perfectly copy Cyan’s look… Well, it was too late to say anything now though.

We’re ready… So, which floor are we going to?

『The 172nd floor.』

“Why?”

『No Seekers should be able to reach it, and the number of monsters is low. The environment there is peaceful.』

I translated Cyan’s explanation to Isshiki-san and she agreed.

“Okay, so on the Denmoku… 4946, 0172… Send.”

On the room’s LCD screen, the title of a song appeared, but it was completely garbled. Then, from the speakers, a music box melody began to play.

“This sound…?”

It felt like life force was being poured directly into my ears. My body surged with strength.

『It’s music that invigorates the listener’s body. Think of it like a buff.』

The white door in the room turned a deep blue. I stood up and peered through the small window in the door, but what should have been the karaoke hallway was now pitch black. There was a sensation of rapid ascent, like an elevator shooting up at high speed. A floating feeling accompanied it. Then, as the sound and sensation ceased, the scenery outside had completely changed.

『We’ve arrived.』

Opening the door, I stepped outside. Beyond the door lay— a deserted metropolis under the midnight sky.

“This is.. The 172nd floor.”

『Yes. This is the Future City Area.』

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