Hiyama-kun, Kondou-kun, I think you must have recovered by now. But... how are you?"
While the others were discussing the earlier battle, Kaori was doing her duty; to heal the injured people from previous battle, since she was a "Healer." It should be noted that there was another girl with "Healer" class within the 15 people who had undergone combat training by conquering the dungeon, and the duty to heal was divided between the two.
"... Aah, there's no problem now. Thank you, Shirasaki."
"O-Oh, it's okay now. Thanks."
Himaya, who was healed by Kaori, was daydreaming due to the close proximity of Kaori's face, and answered absentmindedly. It was obvious he was charmed by her. Even Kondou was saying his gratitude with his reddened ears. Because they were the vanguards, Hiyama and Kondou were frequently in care of Kaori's healing, and yet they still could not get used to coming in contact with Kaori. Although Kondou's attitude was just like a child in puberty... there was darkness inside Hiyama's eyes when he looked at Kaori. The darkness became thicker as days go by... but almost no one noticed it.
Hearing their gratitude, Kaori said, "You're welcome," with a smile. Then, she stood and turned around. When she confirmed no one else was in need of healing, she secretly sighed, and she began to look at the dim passage ahead with eyes filled with anxiety.
"..."
Noticing Kaori's state, Shizuku understood what her best friend felt. Kaori's mind was filled with worries. There were ten more floors until the lowest floor (the general opinion), yet they didn't find any sign of Hajime at all.
Although it meant there was hope, the despair was far stronger. Even if she decided to not believe Hajime was dead until she saw it herself, another floor was conquered, and the negative thoughts that surged when nothing was found, could not be easily put aside. Furthermore, four months had passed since the day Hajime fell into the abyss. Even if her determination was strong, it was enough time for negative thoughts to begin invading her mind.
Seeing Kaori's appearance while she embraced her artifact, a white staff, tightly, Shizuku called out to her since she could no longer endure it. And, before Shizuku moved, the small mood-maker said, As if I will let Kaori keep worrying like that!, and ran towards her. Bounce, she jumped and embraced Kaori from behind.
"KA-O-RI~N!! There's no need to heal those guys, just heal Suzu a, lot~! Heal me with this and that~"
"Hya! Suzu-chan! Where are you touching! Rather, Suzu-chan should not have any injury!"
"There is! Suzu's glass-like heart is injured! That's why, spoil me! To put it concretely, use Kaorin's big breasts!"
"B-Brea—... I said stop! Ah, hey! Yanh! Shizuku-chan, help!"
"Haa, Haa, is this good? How about over here? Young lady, you are quite th-puuutt!?"
"... Haa, stop it already, Suzu. I know you don't mind the boys' gaze... But, you should..."
Suzu had transformed into a perverted old man and was groping Kaori's breasts with an expression so sloppy that it couldn't be shown to other human. It was the reason why she received a head chop from Shizuku, and collapsed. Incidentally, some of the guys who watched Suzu and Kaori's yuri scene had also collapsed. Suzu was convulsing with lump on her head, and was looked after by Nakamura Eri with a wry smile.