I Paired Up With a Woman From an Adventurer Matchmaking App, She Had Perfect Compatibility, But the Worst Personality. When Our Erotic Compatibility Exceeded 200%, She Became the Most Obedient Team Member at Night. - Chapter 3

“I… I can’t believe we actually defeated it… The Violet Dragon…”

Before Cordelia and I lay a colossal dragon, its body spanning over thirty feet in length.
Its entire form was sheathed in violet scales, with vicious fangs and razor-sharp claws that spoke to its ferocity.
Yet the Violet Dragon now lay motionless on the ground, not twitching a single scale.
It was dead.
And there was no doubt who had ended its life – Cordelia and I.

“…………”

“…………”

Cordelia and I stared at each other, our faces mirroring disbelief.
Cordelia – the worst-tempered, most stubborn woman I’d ever met- matched with me through the Adventurer Matching App.
The moment our pairing was confirmed, she’d thrown these words at me.

“If the guild won’t admit their mistake, then we’ll prove it ourselves!”

Prove it ourselves.
In other words, we’d actually go adventuring together and demonstrate how incompatible we were.

“You think some scrub Adventurer like you could be my perfect partner? That’s ridiculous! If they claim their data is correct, then the data itself must be flawed! The whole idea of quantifying someone like me—Cordelia Salisbury—is fundamentally wrong!”

“But you know, Cordelia…”

“Don’t say my name so casually! You’re just a stray!”

“…Listen, you…”

I was already thoroughly annoyed by Cordelia’s incessant whining.
No matter how beautiful she might be, this level of noise was unbearable.
So when she proposed proving our incompatibility, it was more than I could have hoped for.
Thus, we ventured into the nearest highest-difficulty dungeon without proper preparation, still clad in whatever clothes we’d been matched in.
For a while, our worst-case compatibility played out perfectly.
Every step brought Cordelia’s criticism, every second step my retort, and by the third, we’d be locked in full-blown arguments.
There was no doubt about it—our compatibility was abysmal.
Both of us were half-convinced of this truth.
Until we actually drew weapons against the monsters.

“This thing is lying in front of me. It’s a Violet Dragon, right…?”

Hearing Cordelia’s dazed murmur, I snapped out of my mental wanderings.

“Ah, yes… you’re right.”

“There’s no way it could be a convincing imitation, is there…?”

“There don’t seem to be any more rooms beyond this point, so this must be the boss’s lair.”

“Right… Right…”

Before us lay the colossal Violet Dragon, its massive form completely silenced.
This was the dungeon beyond the Silent Hills—the “Dream Maze”—a labyrinth spanning fifty layers, home to an SS-rank boss monster lurking in its deepest recesses.
A formidable creature that constantly exuded hallucinogenic toxins, attacking with jagged fangs and razor-sharp claws—a monster so impervious to conventional tactics it was considered nearly invincible.
Well, almost.
Even on our journey to this boss chamber, we’d been mowing down waves of attacking monsters like wheat.
During that time, I had a vague feeling that “huh?” and “we’re kind of strong, aren’t we?”
However, I continued with the strategy, convincing myself that “Well, each individual has high abilities, so we were able to defeat it even with the worst compatibility.”
But now that things have come to this point, I can’t deny it anymore.
It seems we’ve accomplished something truly extraordinary.

“I’m sure… the guild recommended 10 groups of 6 people each for the Violet Dragon hunting party, right?”

“…So we took it down with a party 1/30th of that size?”

We really did take it down.
By the way, the guild’s wanted amount for the Violet Dragon is 100 million nogles.
Considering the typical quest completion reward is around 10,000 nogles per quest, that’s equivalent to 10,000 quests’ worth of rewards…
This single hunt earned us enough to live lavishly for years, even if we took a break from adventuring.
All thanks to an expedition undertaken by two people – me and that insufferably arrogant woman.