133 A Strange Sense of Crisis

Slurp.

I scan the monitor while sipping the Americano Ryu Seoram bought.

Thanks to the overwhelmingly positive response to this installment of <Dating Is Also Real Combat>, my name had become much more widely known.

The Hunter Association had even contacted me separately, supposedly to improve public perceptions of hunters.

These days had become busy in all sorts of ways.

As the number of members increased, so did the matching pool. That meant we could filter more strictly and help each person find the relationship they wanted.

That's what miracles are like, isn't it?

“……What are you doing?”

“Hm?”

While I was drinking my coffee, Ryu Seoram casually placed a hand on my shoulder and leaned her face toward me...