Chapter 43: Is It Wrong to Seek an Erotic Situation in a Dungeon? (12) [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 43: Is It Wrong to Seek an Erotic Situation in a Dungeon? (12) [R-18]
“Hoo, hoo….”
Alright.
First, let's calm down. Calm down.
I got more excited than necessary.
The joy of finally finding the dream I'd chased since childhood was just too overwhelming.
“Whew.”
I hadn't done anything, but I was out of breath.
I slumped down, leaning my back against the stone slab.
I needed time to sort out my thoughts.
“So….”
After being rejected by the succubus, Kallashu fell to the dark side.
Instead of persistently confessing, he decided to create a situation where she would have no choice but to be with him.
Among magical artifacts, there are occasionally ones that only activate when certain conditions are met.
Kallashu looked at such artifacts and had an idea.
What if he created a room you couldn't leave unless you met a certain condition?
“Kuh, as expected of an archmage's mind. It's on another level.”
Yes, that's where Kallashu's research began.
The main gist was set.
He decided to create a room you couldn't leave unless a certain amount of essence was extracted.
He resolved to enter that place with the succubus and let her exploit him to her heart's content.
But the research was harder than he thought.
After all, turning an entire large space into an artifact, rather than a small necklace or ring, was something no one had ever attempted before.
But he—no, our dear Kallashu—did not give up.
Whether it rained or snowed.
He walked his path in silence and finally succeeded in pioneering a new, uncharted frontier!
Overjoyed, he was about to go get the succubus.
But he couldn't.
Having been absorbed in his experiments for so long, he finally looked in a mirror and saw it.
That he only had a few days left to live.
“Keuk…!”
Ah, I feel like I'm going to cry again.
Kallashu was a goblin.
A goblin's life expectancy is 30 years at most.
He had reached the level of an archmage and surpassed the limits of his species, but... even that had reached its end.
He realized it too late.
That for a long time now, his dick, which should have been standing tall and proud every morning, hadn't been getting hard...!
With everything now meaningless, he dragged his weary body to see the succubus's face just one last time before he died.
And then he saw it.
The greatest tragedy of the goblin Kallashu's life.
The succubus, whom he saw from a distance, was holding a small child.
A child that looked just like her.
What that meant was clear.
While our dear Kallashu was dedicating his entire life to creating a spatial artifact, the succubus had married someone and even had a child!
“Th-that bitch...!”
Actually, she's not really a bitch.
Honestly, Kallashu, who ground away decades of his life to make this thing, is the idiot... ah, that's not right.
He's the benefactor who made my dream a reality, so I want to force myself to sympathize with him, but it's not easy.
Anyway.
Kallashu supposedly turned right around and came back here.
And just before he died, he squeezed out his last bit of strength to make it into its current form.
At the very least, to prevent some worthless punk from snatching up his legacy.
Having finally completed the dungeon, he named it and breathed his last.
The name of that dungeon was...
“Kallashu's Trial.”
Confusingly, it wasn't that Kallashu was giving us a trial, but that the dungeon itself was a trial—and a heartbreak—for him. That's why he named it that.
In other words, the qualification test was over the moment I cleared the fake boss room.
“I was nervous for nothing. Jeez.”
Having finished processing all the information on the slab, I immediately got up and looked at the two paths before me.
The official name of the room the goblin Kallashu spent his life creating was the 'Room of Exploitation.'
It was similar to, yet different from, the 'room you can't leave unless you have sex' that I had dreamed of.
The 'Room of Exploitation' was, as the name implies, focused on exploitation.
The room's only exit supposedly has a long tube and a gauge bar.
It's said that it will never open unless a certain amount of semen is put into it.
As soon as I read this, a question came to mind.
If a guy can just masturbate and fill it with semen by himself, doesn't that mean there's no compulsion for the woman?
Fortunately, our dear Kallashu had already calculated for that.
He didn't reveal the principle behind it, but apparently, any semen extracted by a man alone is immediately discharged and has no effect on raising the gauge.
In other words.
“A handjob is guaranteed at the very least....”
While I felt a bit disappointed, I also thought that this might be for the best.
Shin Yu-jeong and Yoon Ji-an.
My relationship with both of them was far from one where we could talk about sex.
If I could just go for it, it might feel good in the moment, but the aftermath would be obvious.
We'd probably die of awkwardness whenever we met, the atmosphere would be ruined, and we'd grow distant.
Assuming I compromise at a reasonable level, the only thing left is...
“The problem is which way to go.”
According to the writing on the slab, the room on the left held Shin Yu-jeong, and the one on the right held Yoon Ji-an.
It would have been great if I could enter both rooms, but the slab stated clearly that it was impossible.
What did it say again?
“I, the goblin Kallashu, am one of the few pure-love advocates of my tribe, and therefore cannot tolerate a harem... or something like that.”
Crazy bastard.
He just has to pick the things that make me hesitate to like him.
Anyway, it means I can only go to one.
“Ah, this is a tough choice.”
Shin Yu-jeong, whose sharp, fierce looks give me PTSD but who also has a strange sexiness to her?
Or Yoon Ji-an, with her intelligent and elegant looks, the secretary-noona type?
To be honest, I don't want to give up either of them.
Both are my type and stimulate my desires.
I want to tame Shin Yu-jeong's prickly personality and turn her into an obedient cat, while with Yoon Ji-an, I want a relationship where I can keep her by my side like a secretary and constantly exchange lewd jokes?
“For now....”
But I have to make the choice a bit more rationally.
Meaning, reason must come before instinct.
After a moment of thought, I turned my feet to the left.
Thinking rationally, the answer came quickly.
“Realistically, she's the only option.”
Shin Yu-jeong is the one who's already decided to sweet-talk me.
Besides, didn't that sly fox just kiss me on the lips and run away a moment ago?
On top of that, didn't she say she'd give me a bigger reward if we cleared this dungeon safely?
It fits perfectly if I think of this as collecting that reward in advance.
In contrast, Yoon Ji-an and I just have a professional relationship, with nothing tying us together.
It was a shallow relationship that could easily be shattered by just a handjob.
To make a move on her, I would need more time.
Finally, I reached the door.
“Ah, why am I getting so nervous over this?”
I imagined it so many times when I was young.
Imagining entering this room with a pretty noona I happened to see on the street, or with beautiful celebrities from TV.
The thought that my dream was finally coming true made my heart feel like it was about to explode.
“Hoo, calm down.”
My dream hasn't completely come true yet.
This is, literally, the 'Room of Exploitation.'
It's a little different from the 'room you can't leave unless you have sex.'
This place is just for confirming the possibility.
A trial run, of sorts, to gauge whether or not I can create the room I truly want.
Forcing my trembling heart to calm down, I grabbed the doorknob and slowly turned it.
The doorknob turned all too easily.
As I slowly opened the door, a cozy-looking room and its well-arranged furniture came into view.
And.
Finally, I see her.
The one who would have no choice but to give me a handjob so we could get out of here.
“Mr. Kim Do-jin?”
Yoon Ji-an.
“……”
Someone once said.
The easiest way to deceive someone is to hide a single, clever lie among countless truths.
“Did you clear the dungeon...?”
Looking at Yoon Ji-an as she asked me cautiously, I realized.
Kallashu, that bastard, tricked me.
* * *
“Hehe.”
Lying on the plush bed, Shin Yu-jeong had been giggling to herself for a while now.
Before coming in here, she had captured Kim Do-jin's heart with her bold move.
...To be precise, she hadn't captured it, but that's what she thought.
“That bastard's heart must have been fucking pounding, right?”
The expression on Kim Do-jin's face before she turned away made her incredibly happy.
A dazed expression, stunned by her kiss.
Anyone could see he was completely smitten with her.
“This might be easier than I thought.”
A deep smile spread across her lips.
Kim Do-jin had far exceeded her expectations.
The moment she saw him not just blow up the hobgoblin's body but also send a wave of scorching heat all the way to where she stood, she thought:
For the sake of her own brilliant future, Kim Do-jin was a talent among talents that she absolutely had to secure.
With magic like that, it honestly seemed possible for the two of them to clear a dungeon all by themselves.
“Hmph, that would be nice too.”
If that happened, they would get a lot of public attention.
Some people might even see them and be reminded of Son Si-woo and Han Ju-hee, who were once called the fantasy couple of the past.
As her thoughts reached that point, Shin Yu-jeong's body grew hot. She writhed on the bed, hugging a pillow and rubbing her face all over it.
“Aigoo, what a lucky charm!”
Who would have known?
That the shut-in loser living upstairs would suddenly awaken and become a mage.
After squirming for a while hugging the pillow, Shin Yu-jeong soon remembered what came next.
“I said I'd do something better than a kiss... what should I do?”
She had liked the dazed look on Kim Do-jin's face so much that she'd ended up writing a blank check.
Anyway, she had to do something, but what on earth should it be?
The girls she was close with had quickly gained sexual experience.
But she hadn't.
Back then, her only wish was to get into Korea University, so she hadn't paid much attention to the opposite sex.
That's not to say she was completely ignorant about sex.
She had heard countless stories from her slutty friends who chattered on about who they'd had sex with or whose dick they'd sucked.
She'd heard all about what guys liked and what they didn't.
“Sex... is still too soon.”
Sex was the final blow, the ultimate move.
The finishing move to be used when she was certain Kim Do-jin had completely fallen for her.
“A blowjob? That's a bit....”
She felt a visceral disgust at the thought.
Putting a man's dick in your mouth and sucking it... just how strong were the stomachs of the women who did that?
As she eliminated the candidates one by one, only one option remained.
“Right, doing it with my hand should be fine....”
A handjob seemed about right.
It was a bigger reward than a kiss, and an act that wouldn't be too much of a burden on her either.
“How did they say you do it again?”
A few times, her friends had demonstrated in the air, saying that guys go crazy if you touch them like this.
“L-like this?”
Shin Yu-jeong awkwardly moved her hand up and down in the air.
A small wave of regret washed over her; she should have paid closer attention.
But she quickly shook her head.
“Eh, what does it matter if I'm good at it or not?”
She had momentarily forgotten.
Kim Do-jin was a shut-in loser who had probably never even held a girl's hand.
He looked decent enough now, but he used to be an actual pig.
There was no way a guy like that had any experience with women.
“He'll probably be thrilled even if I just shake it around randomly.”
After all, wasn't she the one doing it?
She may not have been interested in the opposite sex, but she was well aware that her face was an attractive weapon for seducing men.
She had received dozens of confessions throughout middle and high school, and her desk drawer and locker were always filled with chocolates and Pepero sticks on every holiday.
If she weren't attractive, the boys wouldn't have bothered doing all that.
“Anyway, when is that bastard going to get here? What's taking him so long?”
She'd just thought of the perfect reward, wasn't he taking too long?
Just as she was thinking that, one of the objects in the room suddenly began to glow.
“Wh-what is it?”
Shin Yu-jeong immediately sat up and raised her shield.
“That's....”
The glowing object was a transparent crystal ball sitting on a display cabinet.
She held her shield out in front of her and slowly approached the crystal ball.
After confirming that the soft, leaking light had no effect on her, she slung the shield back onto her back and reached for the crystal ball.
At that moment.
Flash!
Something began to appear inside the transparent crystal ball.
“Is this...?”
It was some kind of video.
A very provocative and obscene video, filled with the color of flesh.
A stiffly erect phallus, and a woman slowly bringing her mouth towards it.
Soon, the face of the woman, who was diligently moving her head back and forth sucking the dick, was briefly shown.
Seeing this, Shin Yu-jeong's eyes widened as if they would tear.
“Yoon Ji-an...?”
The woman engrossed in sucking dick was none other than Yoon Ji-an herself.
That vixen who was always wagging her tail, pretending to take care of Kim Do-jin.
And there she was, diligently sucking someone's dick.
At that moment.
Shin Yu-jeong felt her heart drop.
If the video in the crystal ball was showing Yoon Ji-an's room, then the man in the video was...
As if to confirm the question forming in her mind, the viewpoint in the crystal ball began to slowly pan up.
Stomach, chest, neck.
It slowly traveled up until it finally revealed the face of a man, melting in pleasure.
A very familiar face, at that.
“K-Kim Do-jin....”
It was Kim Do-jin.