Growth (3)
Unless you're some god-like being residing in the Tower, the most efficient way to master your unique ability is to figure it out yourself. That was all the advice I could give her.
Afterward, we regrouped with Brina and Slami, who had already cleared their dungeons. Since I'd sent them into nearby ones, they were waiting at the designated spot. Hunters were buzzing around them, stealing glances out of curiosity at the pair lounging amid piles of loot from the dungeon.
"Goblins... right?"
"Looks like a higher species of goblin. Whose ability is that?"
Some were purely curious about their identities, while others...
"Ooh... at that level, even a monster girl would be doable."
"This guy's asking for trouble, huh? Planning to fuck and die?"
"She's that hot, though."
"Can't deny that."
...eyed them with clear sexual interest.
It was annoying, but I'd anticipated this when sending them out alone, so I decided to ignore it.
If anyone had tried anything funny, I wouldn't have let it slide.
I wasn't about to let other guys touch my onaholes.
Unlike Slami, who lounged carefree atop the loot, Brina had been warily eyeing the humans around her. Spotting me, her face lit up, and she came running.
Thud-thud-thud—
"Master!"
Even with her massive breasts bound in a bra and hidden under thick clothes, their overwhelming presence jiggled as she ran, drawing all eyes to me.
"Master? What a kink..."
"Ooh, ooh. Big-titted shortstack goblin girl? Totally doable..."
"Shut up for real."
"Hey, you want her too, don't lie."
"...It's embarrassing, so just be quiet."
I welcomed Brina amid envious stares from a few onlookers.
"Good work."
Normally, she'd beam at praise like that, but instead, she bowed her head apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Master. I ended up eating almost all the... no, the food you so kindly provided."
"Hungry~ Give me food quick, lame Master~"
Brina hung her head, guilty about using up all the semen I'd filled her with last night. Slami, arriving late, whined about being hungry now that hers was depleted too.
"It was all expected anyway. You helped plenty, so don't worry about it. I'll top up your 'food' at home."
By the way, 'food' was our code word for semen outside. Couldn't exactly yell about cum or dick in public.
I first checked the loot Brina and Slami had brought back from the dungeon.
Two 7th-grade mana stones and about thirty half-stones. Plus a few special materials.
The special materials—valuable monster parts—were mostly harvested by Brina. Slami's attacks relied on her reactive acidic fluids, so she couldn't easily collect sellable bits.
Still, not bad at all.
My lips curled into a grin at the sight of money rolling in without me lifting a finger.
I hauled the loot to the dungeon management office for appraisal, and the sum transferred instantly to the account linked to my hunter registration card.
Nice haul.
Things definitely ramped up from 7th-grade— the numbers were on a whole other level. A hefty sum.
"Whoa... even just 7th-grade makes such a difference in earnings."
"That's for two dungeons. In reality, it's less."
Plus, higher ranks meant splitting the pie with more party members, so typical 7th-grade hunters in parties earned far less than this.
But with my onaholes handling it, I get it all solo.
Costs? Just replacing their torn clothes and the waist-deep labor to refill their semen reserves.
Of course, I couldn't keep this up forever—they needed proper gear. That'd mean equipment expenses, but I was still out-earning other hunters, no question.
Mindful of Jeong-hwa's envious gaze beside me, I kept that thought to myself. Instead, I said something she'd love.
"Alright, lunch time? Meat today!"
"Yay!!"
With cash to burn, I decided to treat Brina and Slami to human-world cuisine at a barbecue joint.
Surprisingly, Brina—the goblin supposedly carnivorous—didn't seem to like the meat much. She forced it down since I'd bought it, but when I said she didn't have to eat, she dropped her fork instantly.
Slami, whom I'd pegged as only interested in semen and cannibalistic growth fuel, devoured the meat like a fiend.
She burned through half her earnings on the bill, but since it was her money, I didn't mind. Brina and Slami could clear dungeons and recoup it in no time.
We'll keep this up for a while.
The plan was working smoothly, so now it was time to repeat.
And so, our growth routine began.
Jeong-hwa saw the first real breakthrough. She met the requirements for 9th-grade promotion—clearing a 10th-grade dungeon solo under supervision—and became a 9th-grade hunter.
It was smooth sailing, but this was her true start as a hunter, so she stayed humble, balancing dungeons and training diligently.
Her skills from Siriel at the training hall sharpened visibly day by day. Unlike my trash mana affinity, her mana had no cap, so post-promotion, her power surged—she'd be ready for 8th-grade soon.
I wasn't slacking either.
Mornings, post-Jeong-hwa's promotion, I rotated Brina and Slami through 7th-grade dungeons instead of letting them solo. The spare one joined Jeong-hwa in 9th-grade ones.
With physical stats rising daily from clears, I needed real combat to adapt. My [Heavy Strike] skill even leveled from D to C rank via proficiency.
Afternoons at the training hall, I honed Moon Shadow Sword solo. Rising stats boosted not just strength, stamina, and agility, but mana too, giving more practice time.
Hose had called it "half a technique" as a skill, but sans my Authority, it was my strongest attack. I couldn't abandon it.
Instead, I tweaked it—reinterpreting the skill-born technique into a pure one tailored for me.
No huge gains yet for the effort, but the process deepened my swordsmanship insight.
Evenings, I rewarded hardworking Brina and Slami, vented my lust, and refilled them for tomorrow's dungeons—squeezing out two loads each post-training.
By then, I was wiped, no energy left.
Tough, but my physical stats hit their limits thanks to it.
Average stats finally broke into the 40s, thanks to their efforts. And with that...
As your rank rises, some functions of your Authority are unlocked.
Onahole Inventory function unlocked.
Skill: Inventory (F) is integrated into this function.
Onahole Inventory (-)
A personal subspace that expands proportionally to the number and growth stage of your owned onaholes. The Authority user and permitted onaholes can access it. All prior Inventory functions remain available.
The Status Window had been affected before, and now the Inventory skill too. Unlike the Status Window, this integrated the skill fully into a vastly superior Onahole Inventory.
The old 1 cubic meter limit now scaled with onahole count and stages.
Testing it revealed two room-sized spaces and one half that size attached.
Room count scaled with onaholes; size with their growth. I could merge or split spaces freely.
More onaholes and growth meant bigger inventory. Great, but the real win? Onaholes could use it too, with my permission.
They no longer had to haul loot out and wait—they could store directly.
If it was my possession before, could they enter it themselves? Instant teleport via inventory hop, even at distance.
Excited, I tested. Failure—they couldn't enter the portal they opened, like I couldn't fully enter my old inventory despite shoving an arm in.
But I could still store onaholes the old way via my opened Onahole Inventory.