The Seven-Hour Dream
"Then let's do it that way. Shaitan, you are authorized to take action first and report later regarding all the situations we've established here. If you are to serve as the strategist for our legion, you must have the authority to match."
"Thank you, Master. I will never let you down."
Shaitan bowed her head to me and neatly organized all the papers on the table. To the naked eye, they were just sheets covered in writing and diagrams, but the content was top-secret information detailing how to wage war against the Halpas Legion.
"Keep it in your memory."
"Yes, of course. I will respond immediately based on this manual."
The papers we organized were a kind of manual containing every assumption about the situations that would arise in the war against the Halpas Legion and how to deal with them. Even if I were away, Shaitan, who would always remain in the dungeon, would use the manual to manage the situation.
'Now, it won't be a big problem even if I'm away.'
If the Halpas Legion were to attack our dungeon while I was absent, Shaitan would recall the manual and intercept them. I had made it so the system would function with either me or Shaitan present.
"Haa... I haven't even touched my drink. Shaitan, have you ever had coffee?"
"This is the first time I've tasted the coffee from your memories, Master. Truly... the fun of coming into your dreams to drink your coffee is quite significant."
"Not for the semen?"
"That's just a bonus."
Shaitan and I finally took a sip of the drinks we hadn't touched. While Shaitan was conquering the menu one by one, starting with a simple Americano, I just had warm green tea. It was a relief that it hadn't gone cold, perhaps because it was a dream.
"The meeting dragged on a bit longer than the ten minutes I intended. ...Wait a second."
I checked my watch. 4:44 PM. It had been well over an hour since I was forced into bed, let alone ten minutes.
"Damn it."
Did they not wake me up outside? Just as I was about to slap my cheek in urgency to force myself awake, Shaitan reached out and grabbed my wrist.
"Hehe. Don't worry, Master. Time in a dream is different from reality. At least seven times more, to be exact."
"What? Why are you telling me that now?"
"If I had told you in advance, you would have used all that time for operational meetings. Since that much time has passed outside... there are about ten minutes left here. Please, rest comfortably at the cafe for the first time in a while."
Shaitan pulled her hand away and tapped the table as if knocking, and I approached and sat next to her, amused by her cheeky prank.
"M-Master?"
"Shaitan, playing such a prank on your master. This won't do."
Shaitan was flustered, but I intended to make the most of these ten minutes of rest.
'In reality, I'm probably passed out and being subjected to sleep-sex by Luna. While that's happening, should I play a little prank in the dream? Huh? Shouldn't a prank be met with a prank?'
I wrapped my arms around her as if to hug her waist and shoved my hand under her skirt. Her soft black stockings were already warmed up.
"T-there are many eyes watching...!"
Shaitan pointed at the other customers in the cafe, embarrassed. Even though they were NPCs in a dream, they all frowned at our public display of affection as they passed by. It felt so real that I was a bit self-conscious, but since it was a dream anyway, it didn't matter.
"Let them look. When have I ever cared about what others think?"
"M-Master..."
Shaitan's eyes sparkled with anticipation. I lifted her hips slightly and sat her on my lap. It wasn't rear-entry or face-to-face, but a position where she sat sideways, allowing her to face me just by turning her upper body.
"And aren't these all characters you set up? Honestly, you wanted to do this in reality too, didn't you? Being all lovey-dovey."
"......."
Shaitan turned her head and fell silent. However, the squelching reaction of her lower body was accurate. Shaitan was quite shy about speaking directly, but revealing her heart through dreams like this had its own charm. Just as Ryun and Luna actively asserted their relationship with me, Shaitan also wanted to show off to others.
"You're a clever one."
"Haa."
I buried my face in Shaitan's chest. It was certainly much smaller than Luna's, but it still had plenty of presence. In terms of cup size, it was at least a C or D. Shaitan tried to pull away, conscious of the people around us.
"Master, this is really troublesome. ...You might end up trending on social media as a rude customer in the next dream."
"If we fuck here, do we get arrested for public indecency?"
"...I haven't set that up, but..."
"Then there's no problem. She's really gotten a taste for modern technology in my dreams. Do you use something like Instagram in your dreams?"
"......Hehe."
Shaitan drew a small V-sign. My heart sank for no reason.
"What are you doing with that?"
"Something like this."
Shaitan took out her smartphone. It wasn't Instagram, but Twitter, and inside it was a scene of shock and horror that I couldn't even imagine.
"Whoa...."
Shaitan was biting into a dark red stick, covering only her eyes, and making a V-sign toward the camera. The small hill visible over her hair was clearly her perky buttocks. The sight of black hair peeking between her cheeks was enough to stimulate the imagination.
"A 69 selfie...?"
"It's more fun than I thought. Showing off my love for you, Master. Hehe."
"......Is this me?"
"Yes."
Shaitan smiled proudly as she scrolled through the retweets on the photo. Most of the posts were nothing but lewd desires for Shaitan, such as "I'm so horny," "Let's share," or "Sending you a DM." I didn't mind Shaitan being hot, but the idea of people lining up for her, even in a dream, made me feel a bit uneasy. I didn't mind other subordinates, but I didn't want that for Shaitan.
"Why are you showing me this?"
"To let the whole world know that I belong to you, Master. Don't worry, it's just a fantasy created based on your dreams. If you wish, I can omit this situation in the next dream."
"......That's truly something. Oh, wait a minute."
I pointed to a post that caught my eye among the retweets. Out of the countless posts, one stood out to me.
"Hey. There's someone here who wants to eat me, not you? Hehe, let's see. The ID is RYUN...."
The woman, whose face was only visible from the nose down, was holding a large peach.
"Is this just a setting? Did you do this on purpose?"
"......Since I adapted your dreams, I can't say there's no influence from you. It means that's how you perceive RYUN. ...Are you afraid of being eaten?"
"No. I'm grateful."
What could I complain about if Ryun came to eat me? Of course, the intensity was a bit much and needed some adjustment, but I don't turn away any woman who comes to me.
'Still, I'll have to adjust it so she doesn't cross the line like before.'
If I wasn't careful, I'd definitely end up stuck in the beds of the Elf Queens. Queen Luna's breasts were magnificent, but Ryun certainly had the potential to grow as much as Luna did in her 4-star days.
Tick, tock. The grandfather clock in the cafe began to flicker. As we shared trivial chatter, it signaled that the promised 70 minutes—the 10 minutes in reality—were up, and the world around us began to fade away one by one. Shaitan grabbed my hand with an apologetic face.
"I'm sorry, Master. I ended up taking away your precious rest time."
"It's fine. Thanks to you, it was fun. It's better to rest the body anyway. ...Though it doesn't feel like I was resting, I can take a break later. We're at war, aren't we? I'll just be satisfied thinking of it as catching my breath. Thank you."
Just by taking a short nap, I could return to 100% condition. 'This level of confinement is nothing.' Considering the days when I'd watch the dawn moon and couldn't leave work, or the times I was worked to the bone under Forneus in the past, this level of fatigue was nothing.
It was a shame that the sweet time with Shaitan was ending, but I had to return to reality.
"Let's enjoy it properly next time. Then... just do whatever you want. I'll match you and enjoy it."
"...How about doing it outdoors? Hehe. Ah, then Master. Before you go."
Shaitan naturally grabbed my face, and I lifted my chin slightly.
"Good night, and a good morning kiss."
Shaitan's kiss tasted like coffee.
"...Why haven't I woken up? Luna, don't tell me she didn't wake me up even though 10 minutes have passed?"
"......Master, then let's do that! Whine!"
"Good! Until Luna wakes me up, it's *Las*!"
...During the one hour of reality that it took for Luna to wake me from my sleep, I shared countless moments with Shaitan in my dreams. It was never my intention to spend more time rolling around with Shaitan than in operational meetings. It was just that my fatigue wasn't washed away by a 10-minute nap, so I slept a little longer than planned.
* * *
"I feel refreshed!"
I woke up from my sleep.
"This is a scam! I only got an hour, how could you do it for seven hours! Hey, go back to sleep! I'll wipe everything out with a womb-beam or whatever with what I've filled up until now!"
"Pfft. If you're jealous, you should have been born as a succubus, not an Elf Queen."
"What? You have no filter! Hey! Do you want to go a round with me?"
"If it's on the bed, I'll fight you. Can you overcome a succubus's technique?"
Shaitan lifted her chin with a haughty face and mocked Luna. Compared to the one hour Luna spent on me while I was sleeping, she must have felt relatively disappointed compared to the seven hours—about six hours in reality—I spent doing all sorts of positions with Shaitan, even if it felt like a wet dream.
"......Sniff, sniff. She's bullying me!"
"You bullied my junior while I was sleeping."
In the end, I did ejaculate once. My junior, which is always ready, had only been leaking a tiny amount of pre-cum like a closed faucet while I was sleeping, and Luna said she enjoyed riding me to her heart's content for an hour, using me as a real dildo.
'Thanks to that, I feel like I'm actually going to die.'
I felt refreshed. But at the same time, the back pain and fatigue that come from resting too much washed over me. As I regained consciousness, the pleasure of the one hour with Luna and the six hours of play with Shaitan exploded throughout my body.
'Not an ECG, but a sex-G. Good.'
It was pure ecstasy. I exploded such strong pleasure inside Luna that I wondered if this was what dying in the saddle felt like. The electric sensation, as if a bomb had gone off inside my body and regenerated, was enough to force me to wake up.
"Girls, if I'm ever unconscious later, please fuck me awake."
"What kind of nonsense is that? If you're unconscious, we can only do cowgirl, right? And you still say things like that?"
"...That won't do. Damn, Shaitan. From next time, please use a dual screen."
"...Can you stop using jargon only you guys understand and let me understand too?"
Luna bit her lip in annoyance. I rubbed Luna's breasts to make her calm down. As much as she took pride in her breasts, she loved it when I pampered her breasts.
"I'll invite you all into my dreams later. Shaitan, is there any problem with that?"
"Other than the fact that seeding or pregnancy is impossible, there is no problem at all."
"So you mean no-condom, raw-dogging is possible. Good."
When the battle with the Halpas Legion ends, I will hold everyone's hand and sleep in one bed. Since I can do it seven times more than in reality, even with the disadvantage of no seeding, the dream world had enough merit in terms of time.
"Then let's go down now. Ryun will be waiting. Luna, how's your recovery?"
"...To be honest, not yet. Still a long way to go."
"I suppose so. Then it can't be helped."
I licked my lips as I saw the luggage carried by the Orc woman—Lancelot—who came out of the passage to the basement floor.
"Lancelot, good work. Where are the others?"
"The brothers are resting now. The last pair for Andras was two men."
"That can't be helped."
I shouldered the bundle Lancelot brought. It was no different from a solid rock, but now it would be as heavy as the weight of life.
"Luna, watch closely. See how the Orcs of our legion protect the land you live on."
The time for resurrection has arrived.
"System, activate!"
I poured the magic stones brought by my children onto the summoning circle with a joyful heart.
"Ssi-Ssa-Sso-Sse!"
[Affinity Summon]
Using magic stones to resurrect deceased subordinates.
Countless Orcs kicked through the graveyard and popped out of the summoning circle.