What Is Las? (5)

I instructed my dungeon subordinates to begin the preliminary work for the festival. Setting everything else aside, I made sure to carry out the one thing I felt was absolutely necessary as the dungeon's rank increased.

"Barracksssss!!"

It had been a long time since I’d expanded our facilities. Even if we were taking a day off for the festival, the one thing I couldn't put off was the barracks. 'A maximum of four on the first floor.' To expand the barracks, I would have needed to dig into the first basement level, but I had already sealed that entrance. It was a contradictory situation, but there was a way around it.

'I'll upgrade all four at once.' I started with the most urgent ones. I compared the number of personnel I had with the capacity increase from the expansion. "One Andras, two male hunters, five female hunters. Eight in total."

"Then we should expand three facilities, right?"

"That's about the size of it. However..."

There was currently no wood left in the dungeon's inventory. Yet, the '16' displayed in the system referred to the logs I had used to seal the dungeon. "Ugh, I hate having to do more work..."

"Don't worry, Father." Arthur grinned, showing his fangs. "I knew this would happen, so while I was training with Mother Eila during the day, we ended up with plenty of wood."

"I, uh, was practicing cutting long logs with my sword as part of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the training, and it just sort of happened."

"Well done. So, how many do you have?"

"...We have about 30 left!"

It was enough for at least one expansion. I was grateful for even that much, so I ordered Arthur and the ghouls to bring the wood. I then gathered some suitable scrap iron from the loot pile in the corner of the common area. There was a decent amount of iron from chipped iron swords, shovels, and various other farm tools. Arthur and the ghouls completed the task quickly.

"We've brought it!"

"Good work."

I stood right in front of the barracks and laid out the necessary materials. The location was the very spot where I had wrestled with Luna. The place that had been scarred by battle began to emit a purple magical energy amidst the sounds of hammering and construction.

'If it's like this, I won't be able to hold the festival with the others outside the common area.' I had intended to bring one or two people in, but since we were throwing a festival, I wanted them to enjoy the joy of it as well.

"Ah." I watched Arthur, who was catching his breath. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Perhaps because he had been sired by the dungeon and raised alongside his half-siblings, his level had risen just a little bit. "Arthur."

"Yes, Father."

"All the slaves outside are yours. Except for Lily."

"...What do you mean by that?"

"It means you're free to take them. Heh heh."

They were hunters I’d already tasted once when I was returning from the Hwajeon Village. They seemed to want Arthur anyway, so it wouldn't be a bad deal for either side.

"But Father, I have my own preferences. Ahem."

"You're too picky for your own good. Do as you please. I've given you my permission."

It felt a bit awkward to be sharing women with the son I’d sired, but when the target was Arthur, my perspective shifted. 'I don't know whose son he is, but he's damn handsome.' I never knew a handsome orc could exist. It must have been my genes mixing with Lily's that did the trick.

"Then Arthur, take your siblings and your sister to the barracks."

"All of them... are you sure?"

"Yes." Meari, Line, and Harpyia would all be spending the night in the barracks today.

"And go to the village and tell Lily to come into the common area."

"Mother... Ah! Understood."

Arthur left with his siblings, smiling brighter than ever. Meari grumbled and looked reluctant, but when Line and Harpyia followed, she trailed behind without another word.

'I can't let them see this.'

After sending my children away, I returned to the common area and ordered my subordinates to take the day off. "Harpies and stud hunters, you're free to mingle with the other slaves outside today. If you want to get close to them, do as you please."

"Does... 'getting close' include that kind of meaning?"

The stud hunters gave me a meaningful look, and I nodded immediately. The harpies frowned and tried to signal them, but unfortunately, they didn't seem to notice.

"And one more thing." I unlocked the prisoner's cell. Andras, who had been held captive, slowly stood up. "Take this one with you, too."

"But, isn't she a prisoner? She might try to escape."

"I am not a runaway-ras."

Andras had already decided to become my subordinate. Therefore, she couldn't be left out of the festival that would make her a full member of our dungeon. If she evolved and shed her bird-brained nature, I planned to eat her as a celebration, but it felt wrong to do so in her current state.

"Wow, her body is really..."

"She's a bird-brain, though?"

"Aren't the harpies' wings their arms anyway?"

"......."

It seemed the stud hunters' range of interest was much wider than mine. It was quite a sight to see them already discussing how to handle Andras.

"Do as you like. Just... if you tell the ones ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠outside to put her in her place, they'll know where. However, since she's going to be an important member of the dungeon, I won't forgive any physical harm."

"Heh heh, of course, Master."

With that, the stud hunters headed out. Andras, despite having her ropes already untied, allowed herself to be teased by the stud hunters as she left the common area.

"Oh my, how ridiculous."

"Look at her beak. She definitely trimmed that."

"Master. What should we do?"

The harpies approached me ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hesitantly, and I pointed outside so the ones who had left first wouldn't hear. "There are three in front and two more outside. Don't you dare kill them with exhaustion! It's not easy to find guys that good at what they do."

"Understood..."

The harpies nodded obediently and stepped back. Then, I grabbed the harpy (★) who was just about to leave. "You're with me."

"Master? Oh my, hehe."

The harpy pretended to play hard to get, but she leaned into me as if pulled by my strength. I took her to the bed, and one by one, I sent the others out.

"Ghouls, wait in front of the first basement level with Harsus. As soon as the sealing bulkhead collapses, come running to the common area. Slimes, rest on the ceiling."

Even though it was a festival, it was difficult to have mindless monsters mingle with sentient beings. Instead, I gave the slimes a chunk of the slime dragon's body fluid they loved so much as a snack, and I promised the ghouls they would be mobilized for the next expedition. Thus, I was finally ready to start the festival in earnest.

"This combination is..."

"Master, hehe."

Eila, Ryun, Lime, and the harpy. And Lily, who would be arriving soon. "Now this is a real festival."

I shook my hands out and took off my robe. The four of them exchanged glances and shrugged their shoulders, pretending not to notice.

"Didn't you say it was a slime party?"

"I thought we were just going to eat some solidified slime dragon fluid."

"We're going to eat that too. We're going to eat it. Did you forget?"

They must have forgotten because we ate it so often. I took a big bite of the slime dragon's body fluid I had brought from the storage.

"This has aphrodisiac properties, you know."

"......Hehe."

They all took a big bite of the fluid.

* * *

At the same time the night of pleasure began inside the dungeon's common area, the festival naturally began in Kumcheok Village with the dungeon master's permission. Those who had already lost much of their resistance to interspecies acts began to engage with those they were compatible with. Five male hunters. Four female hunters. Six harpies. Since the gender ratio was 1:2, the men had to work hard. Of course, not everyone was in a 1:2 configuration.

"Ugh, you're the best!"

"D-don't grab my wings! Ah, don't do it so hard! I heard you telling Andras how good it was yesterday!"

"That was just an experiment! You're the tastiest, hehe, bear my eggs, ugh!!"

One stud hunter laid a harpy on a wooden platform and thrust his hips in the missionary position.

"Hmph, if you want me to bear your eggs next time, ugh, you'd better work harder..."

The harpy acted like she hated it, but when the man shook his hips hard and told her to 'bear his eggs,' she couldn't help but shake her hips to match his rhythm. Thus, one man and one woman aligned their bodies.

"Ugh! S-save me!"

"I finally caught you, you bastard. I thought you were dead, but you were living here, fucking away? I couldn't say anything because I was self-conscious when I saw you last time, but you son of a bitch. Die while you're fucking, you idiot."

"Oh my, what's their relationship? Ah, but I'll take his mouth. He's good with his tongue."

The hunter pair, who were presumed to be lovers—or something less—had the woman riding the man, squeezing him dry. The man was restrained and didn't know what to do. A harpy was sitting on the man's face.

"Hmm, human. You're pretty good at moving your hips?"

"Shut up, ugh, you guys just fuck that bird-brain... Sorry."

"No, ugh, just—!!"

One man began to be tormented by a human and a harpy sitting on him.

"Haa, I'm tired of always doing it with monsters. Right?"

"Yeah. Phew. It's nice to do it comfortably for once."

The two human pairs were moving their hips leisurely in a face-to-face position. It was a novel feeling to be able to take it slow, as they were always forced to be intense.

"Sigh, how many times did you cum?"

"At least six times a day."

"That must have been hard. You don't have to cum now."

"I don't? But I'm going to?"

"...You pervert, ugh."

There was one human pair that wasn't thrusting at all, just gently swaying their hips. The remaining people were a premature ejaculator and a man with delayed ejaculation, and the women left were two hunters, four harpies, and Andras, who had come out to watch.

"U-um..."

"Why?"

Humans with humans, harpies with harpies. But they were sitting in a circle around a campfire, chatting away.

"A-are you guys not doing it?"

The premature ejaculator asked the people sitting by the campfire, reading the room. He was wearing pants, but his crotch was already soaked.

"I hate you because you cum too fast, mister!"

Harpy Angel, who had suffered the most from the premature ejaculator, was the first to shout. The hunters, who had known about the notoriety of the premature and delayed ejaculators since they were in the village, refused to engage with them.

"Hey, then what about that man?"

"Hey, are you guys going to do it with him? Don't. He's also trash."

"No, calling me trash to my face. You guys benefited so much from me during the march..."

"It's not about lasting long here, it's better to cum fast."

The man with delayed ejaculation was discarded like a used shoe.

"T-then come out!"

"That doesn't mean I'm going to give it to you."

The premature ejaculator was rejected. Eventually, the two men looked at the harpies for salvation—

"......."

The harpies also avoided their gaze. Eventually, the two men's eyes turned to the last remaining bird-brain, Andras.

"......Excuse me."

"......W-won't you do that with us?"

"This place is truly strange-ras."

Andras couldn't help but be flustered by the gazes fixed on her. From the dungeon master, an orc—I don't know how to put this—who was omnivorous and would fuck anything with a hole, to the dungeon's subordinates, prisoners, and slaves, everyone had been influenced by the dungeon master and become strange. To put it bluntly, they were crazy. 'I'm crazy too.'

"...Since the Master has given the order, I will follow-ras."

Andras stood up and walked away, shaking her hips from side to side. Even though her head was a bird's, her body had enough volume to overwhelm all the women in the village.

"You said my seat was here-ras."

Andras opened the door to the 'Sorrow-Relieving Latrine' and went inside. And she stuck her head into the hole that hadn't been filled yet.

"........"

The two men nodded to each other and followed her. The women's contempt condemned them, but the two didn't care and opened the door to go inside.

"Haa..."

Six people sighed at the same time. And their eyes just stared at the empty space next to the Sorrow-Relieving Latrine, which had now been dismantled and left only a hole.

"It was huge..."

"And handsome..."

I should have done it in moderation. The hunters and harpies chewed on the slime dragon's mucus, soothing their heated bodies with their hands. And the person who would solve that gender imbalance was currently facing five people alone in the midst of the most unbalanced gender ratio.