I Just Awakened My Sharingan, and You're Telling Me This Is DanMachi?

Lefiya froze for a moment.

That's right! Now that she thought about it carefully, ever since they'd entered the Dungeon — from slaughtering War Shadows, to sweeping through hordes of monsters — even that strange "control" over Killer Ants — she had never heard Ryota chant a spell, let alone sensed any hint of magic from him.

The boy before her was like a razor-sharp dagger, darting through swarms of monsters, constantly creating the perfect opportunities for himself.

In Lefiya's eyes, Ryota seemed to rely far more on unimaginable physical prowess and explosive strength to rampage through the Dungeon.

But now, standing by her side, those scarlet three-tomoe eyes of his were spinning with a near-maniacal pattern, radiating an indescribable pressure:

"You…"

Only now did the elven girl realize that everything she'd seen of Ryota up to this point… was merely the tip of the iceberg.

She nodded, but still looked up at him and spoke gently,

"I understand…"

"But, Ryota, if things really get out of hand—"

"We have to retreat right away, we absolutely cannot push our luck!"

A hint of sorrow flashed across her delicate face.

"If anything happened to you… Lady Loki would probably… probably beat me into the sky!"

Hearing that, Ryota couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Something happening to me? How could that happen?"

Before Lefiya could even try to stop him, the moment those words fell, his figure vanished with a sharp whoosh.

Lefiya jumped in shock, stamping her foot anxiously where she stood. She gripped her staff tight and decided she had to do something.

At the very least, I have to help somehow!

She took a deep breath and had just started chanting the first verse of her spell when suddenly, from above, Ryota's clear voice rang out:

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"

BOOM!!!

Blazing flames tore through the white mist, a massive fireball streaking through the air like a meteor, crashing down on the monster horde ahead!

But it didn't end there! Ryota, suspended in midair, paused for an instant, his hands moving so fast they blurred as he formed seals again.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"

Another searing fireball roared downward, swallowing up several monsters that had tried to flee the first inferno!

And then—

"Fire Style: Phoenix Flower Jutsu!"

A barrage of flame bullets rained down, explosions chaining together, the fiery light tearing through and scattering the mist on the tenth floor completely.

Ninjutsu. Ninjutsu. And more ninjutsu!

In that instant, Lefiya standing behind him nearly forgot how to breathe.

She watched wide-eyed as the terrifying Irregularity that would strike fear into any adventurer was smashed apart, burned, and dispersed in Ryota's hands as easily as if it were made of clay.

That wasn't a battle.

That was domination!

A one-sided massacre by an absolute powerhouse!

Time ticked by second after second.

Lefiya had no idea how much time had passed.

All she knew was that in front of her, there was nothing but a sea of fire.

No — it would be more accurate to say that everything she could see was on fire!

Ryota's fireballs and flame bullets rained down from above as if they were free, unending and relentless.

Each jutsu he unleashed seemed to stamp a scorching brand upon the Dungeon floor, annihilating every last monster that dared swarm in!

At one point, Lefiya even wondered if she'd wandered into some kind of out-of-control high-tier magic domain.

That suffocating heat and crushing sense of pressure from the flames felt like they would burn the breath right out of her.

At last, with one final Great Fireball, larger and hotter than any before, crashing down, the spot where the Monster Parade had broken out was transformed completely into a crimson hellscape.

Only when the flames gradually died down, and the scorching air began to settle, did Ryota descend from high above, those scarlet three-tomoe still faintly spinning.

Landing beside Lefiya, he patted the dust from his clothes and smiled,

"Lefiya, any more monsters showing up?"

Lefiya, who was only just recovering from her shock, stammered for a moment, sounding like she was still stuck in that blazing sea of fire.

She blinked, then hurriedly looked off into the distance.

What met her eyes was a Dungeon floor already riddled with countless craters, battered beyond recognition.

Deep and shallow pits stretched everywhere, as if an endless barrage of meteors had slammed down.

The air was still thick with the stench of charred flesh and the scorching bite of burnt rock.

"Th-this… this is way too much…"

With this level of destructive power, forget monsters — even ghosts wouldn't survive!

Lefiya clutched her head in helplessness.

She could already imagine that if they kept destroying things like this, it wouldn't be long before a Juggernaut — one of the Dungeon's auto-repair response monsters — would get triggered!

At that point, she really would break down sobbing on the tenth floor!

"Ryota… shouldn't we, shouldn't we maybe hold back a bit?"

"If you keep fighting like this, the Dungeon's definitely going to strike back!"

Ryota chuckled, not bothering to argue. He strode over to the first crater, starting to harvest the spoils of his rampage with practiced ease.

He dug out magic stones buried in the scorched dirt, collecting several dozen high-quality ones along with various rare materials dropped from monster corpses.

All of these could be sold for a hefty price!

But just as he was about to check the second crater, Ryota suddenly froze, his smile stiffening.

That was the place where he'd unleashed his strongest wave of Great Fireball and Phoenix Flower Jutsu.

Now, the entire crater was empty.

No magic stones, no materials, nothing — only the faint crackle of flames in his ears.

"…"

Ryota fell silent for three seconds, staring at the charred soil, the corners of his mouth twitching twice.

"Did I… blast all the magic stones to pieces…?"

In the Dungeon, magic stones were the life core of every monster.

When monsters died, their bodies would disperse, leaving behind magic stones and, if you were lucky, some materials.

But some adventurers had been known to strike too hard, accidentally destroying the magic stones as well.

Clearly, Ryota had just done exactly that.

He rubbed his chin, and for the first time, a new thought crossed his mind:

"Maybe… I really should buy a proper weapon?"

With a sigh, Ryota went on gathering what he could, but several other craters had ended up the same way.

His income took a huge hit!

When he finally made his way back to the elf girl's side, he was ready to move on deeper —

—but Lefiya had completely had enough of his "reckless rampages."

At her insistent protest, the two of them found a relatively safe clearing and decided to rest for a bit.

Lefiya stood in front of Ryota, hands on her hips, her pretty little face full of righteous anger:

"Ryota, from now on, you can't be so reckless anymore!"

"You, you… even if you want to finish the commission, you have to know when to stop!"

As soon as those words left her mouth, Lefiya looked like all her strength had suddenly drained away, her body going limp as she pitched forward straight into Ryota's arms.