The Reward for the World's Strongest Explorer's Perfect Dungeon Conquest is apparently Marriage to me, who is known as an S-rank Fraud - Chapter 3.1

“Hey, big brother… you’re trending again.”

The morning after the whole wedding debacle, I was lounging on the living room sofa, playing a mobile game to escape from the harsh reality of Shia. That’s when my little sister dropped the news on me.

“Hmm? What is it this time? Did people find out that I’m ranked number one in the world in this game? I might’ve made it clear that money rules all, after all.”

Some players invest time, some rely on skill, and some build strong social connections. These types of top-tier players put up a good fight—but they never win.

In the end, the one who throws the most cash wins. That’s just how the world works.

And after I crush them with my wallet, I make sure to gloat. They need to understand how the world works and just how brutal it can be.

“Your old video from back when you streamed—where you were asking for a girlfriend—is spreading everywhere.”

“…What?”

Oh, nice! Finally got the drop I needed. My gear is now fully maxed out.

For casual players, rolling for gear in gacha games is a waste of money. The return on investment is simply too low.

But that’s exactly what separates rank one from the masses of rank twos and threes—

“—Hey! Big brother! Are you even listening?”

My sister snatched the phone from my hands.

“Of course, I am. Now, what were we talking about again?”

“Ugh! This!”

She shoved her phone in my face.

『Hey everyone, I’m Kuma! I heard that becoming a Seeker makes you rich and super popular with girls, so here I am! If you meet my requirements, DM me!

One—You have to be cute.
Two—Your cup size has to be F or bigger.
Three—You have to be freaky.

Looking forward to hearing from you!』

On the screen, some cocky little punk with an attitude was spewing complete nonsense.

“Ugh, I can’t stand these kinds of kids. Do they even take being a Seeker seriously? Brats like this need to lose an arm or two before they wake up to reality.

So, what’s up with this guy? Is he going viral?”

“That’s you, big brother! And it’s not viral—it’s a full-blown scandal!”

“Haha, don’t be ridiculous. That little brat can’t possibly be me. …Wait, seriously?”

My sister was glaring at me—seriously glaring. Panicked, I grabbed her phone and played the video again.

“…Oh. Yeah, that’s definitely me. Haha, I have absolutely no memory of this.”

“Check out the trending topics on Twinx.”

#Japan’sDisgrace
#RevokeTheUndying’sSeekerLicense
#CancelTheUndying’sEngagement
#SClassFraud
#FCupOrBust
#ValkyrieDungeonClear
#Valkyrie’sFiancé
#TheUndyingScandal

“Don’t tap on the F-cup tag!”

“Oops, my bad. Instinct.”

I had accidentally tapped it. Even in that brief moment, I caught sight of numerous skin-heavy images. My S-Class Seeker instincts never fail me.

“This isn’t a joke, big brother! This isn’t just about you—it’s affecting Shia too! Do you even have any awareness of your responsibilities as a married man?”

At seventeen, I was being lectured on marriage responsibility by my fourteen-year-old sister.

Silently, I got off the sofa and sat properly in seiza, reflecting on my actions.

Married man’s awareness… Nope!

“Of course, I do.”

“Liar. Your eyes are darting everywhere.”

Ugh, my little sister is too harsh!

“And you’ve been ignoring Takayama-san’s messages, haven’t you? She just said she’s on her way here.”

“Oh? So, Eri-chan, the 32-year-old single woman, is coming over?”

“…Big brother? Be nice, okay?”

Ding-dong.

Wow, speaking of the devil. Perfect timing. Must be Eri-chan.

“Yeah, yeah, come on in.”

“Excuse me.”

Takayama Eri—Deputy Director of the Dungeon Bureau.

Holding such a high-ranking government position at only 32, she’s the definition of an elite.

A stunning, highly competent woman… and yet, she’s single. No boyfriend.

And now, she stood at my doorstep.

“Hey, Eri-chan. Long time no see.”

“Mr. Kuma, it’s been a while. First of all, congratulations on your marriage. The government is deeply grateful to you for this arrangement.”

“…What?”

“As I said, congratulations on your mar-mar-marriage… ugh.”

Eri-chan (32) suddenly collapsed in the doorway.

“This is cruel. Too cruel. How could Kuma-kun get married before me? The order should be followed properly!

This country is insane. They summon me at any time—late at night, on my days off, with no regard for my schedule.

And do they pay me for it? No overtime, no weekend compensation, not even compensatory leave!

It’s absolutely ridiculous!

Does the government even care about my life-work balance? Do they even consider my life at all?

I want a boyfriend! I want to get married!

I quit. I’m done. I’m taking Kuma-kun’s wedding as a sign to finally quit and retire into marriage too!”

Tears streamed down Eri-chan’s face as she vented her grievances against the government.