Yasmin in a Swimsuit Seduces Master
Huh?
When I chewed over the line I'd just said, it came out a little weird.
No—the meaning wasn't wrong, exactly. It just left room for misunderstanding.
Sure enough, every gaze except Master's started shifting into the look you give a complete lunatic.
That—that wasn't meant in a filthy way…
"Please don't overprotect me so much. Right now you're cutting out every option where I might be in danger or get dirty."
"But if you get swept away by the water and hurt yourself…"
"A Major Unit doesn't get hurt that easily."
Honestly, colliding with monsters was dangerous enough. Being careful was usually the smart call. But beyond that, he'd been ruling out anything that involved me falling in the water or putting out real effort. No wonder everything was taking forever.
"But…"
"Master, I'm the strongest one here."
That was the truth. Sure, I couldn't use flight or my abilities right now—but flight was restricted inside this place anyway, and when it came to raw stats, I still outclassed everyone else.
Either way, we needed to pick up the pace. There was still a lot left to clear in this dungeon. Drag it out too long and we might end up having to sleep here.
Lying down on top of this sticky liquid? Hard pass.
I wanted out. I wanted a shower. The stuff was slippery enough to make every movement a hassle, and on top of that it just felt gross. Even worse, the associations that clung to anything slick and slimy kept dragging my mind into dirty places, which only made me hate it more.
And even setting all that aside, the food we'd brought had limits. Major Units could survive without eating, sure—but running out of strength and botching a fight was not a good direction to go.
"All right."
My persuasion must have landed, because from that point on Master started playing normally. …A little more aggressively than expected, actually—there were a few near-misses where someone almost slipped into the water—but the improved clear speed was satisfying.
"You're doing really well."
"You okay?"
"Perfect."
I nodded as I watched monsters drown because they couldn't swim. I'd been ready to jump in if anything went wrong, but Master was handling things remarkably well.
Told you he had gaming talent.
We pushed through the event stage at a steady clip until I spotted something unusual on the wall. I hurriedly called for Master to stop giving orders.
"There's Star Candy here. Looks like Star Candy starts appearing from this map onward."
The difficulty was climbing from here, and now they were throwing Star Candy into the mix on top of it. Master adapted fast, but this was the kind of thing better left to me. He seemed to think the same, because he started pointing out every Star Candy location for me.
Hmm…
Handing out Star Candy here did feel pretty generous—but if we'd been even one person short, this would've gotten rough. It wasn't a leisurely event to begin with, so any extra objectives made things tighter. Most of them you could farm naturally while following the original route, but a few required changing not just the water level but the height of the floor itself. Grabbing all of those meant rewriting a lot of the pathing.
Still, with this many people, it's not that hard.
As cramped and uncomfortable as these swimsuits were, I was glad we'd come in wearing them. Without them, we would've had to abandon some of the Star Candy just for safety's sake.
…I'd been getting irritated by how hard the swimsuit kept crushing my chest, but that feeling vanished in an instant. Free feeders always tasted sweet.
"Yes, Marine. Once you're there, please collect the Star Candy."
Trading map data and live conditions with Master, I locked in the optimal routine and moved. With coordination this good, I wasn't too worried about the next Deadly Battle either.
"Ah—space just opened up, more Star Candy. Bottom floor of block F7."
"Understood. Updating now."
And at last, the whole tedious process was over. We walked away with more Star Candy than we'd started with at the beginning of the map.
…At this rate, we'd probably cleaned the place out.
"Everyone, great work."
"I'm so tired…"
"Let's rest here for a bit."
We were almost done. Even for an event, if you pushed hard you could finish the whole thing in a day. The real time sink was moving actual bodies around…
It's already night, but we're not at the point of being seriously exhausted yet.
We'd stayed within expected parameters. After all, the boss fight coming up was the last stage of this event. The patterns themselves weren't particularly hard—the gimmick was a little unusual, but once I explained it, everyone would adapt fast.
Well, it couldn't be too hard, could it?
Make it too brutal and everyone except the hardcore players would've quit. With the cast of combat characters fixed, the balance was solid—fun without being punishing—which was why the event had gotten good reviews.
"Phew, finally…"
"Every time I eat, something sticky gets in my mouth…"
"It just thins out when it mixes with water. It won't wipe off."
"Nngh…"
Everyone was resting, thoroughly grossed out—while Levant, who'd been quiet until now, watched them with a big, cheerful grin.
Surprising, honestly. She'd followed directions in the dungeon better than I'd expected. Given how self-absorbed she usually was, I'd figured she'd be hard to manage.
"Having fun?"
"Of course. Heh heh."
"Doing something together with everyone really is enjoyable, isn't it."
"Huh?"
"…That wasn't it?"
Right—if Levant actually liked that kind of thing, she would've helped fix the ceiling last time. So why was she grinning like that?
I had no idea.
"Everyone's wearing high-exposure swimsuits, soaked head to toe in that slimy liquid, looking filthy and sexy."
"……"
Just a pervert, then.
Well, she was the maniac who'd founded the Daily Swim Club specifically so she could wear revealing swimsuits. I'd never liked her much—too much of a psycho—but from the scraps of story I still remembered, she'd always been spouting this kind of degenerate nonsense.
"Is this heaven…? Of course it's a dungeon built around micro bikinis. I'm starting to respect whoever made this."
"Haaah…"
To be fair, I'd used this event as eye candy myself. You could tell the developers had put real care into it. The liquid effects in particular—lighting that kind of thing was hard—and they'd made it look incredibly appealing.
Ugh, whatever. Let's just finish this.
A short walk deeper in, and a door appeared that felt similar to the puzzle maps we'd just cleared. A puzzle on the door itself was pretty ridiculous, but it wasn't hard, so I solved it quickly and opened the way.
"Once we're inside, listen to what I figure out and follow along fast. If you notice anything, speak up. Master, please fill us in on anything we can't easily read."
"Got it."
The boss in the swimsuit event was closer to a machine than a living creature. It blasted high-pressure jets of slick liquid across the floor—anyone standing in the path would slip and drop straight down. Fall, and you drowned in liquid so deep it was basically a death sentence.
Scary pattern, sure. But the wind-up before each attack was long. Unless you made a serious mistake, you weren't getting hit for no reason.
It wasn't designed as a "just tank it" pattern in the first place.
Adds spawned in the boss room, and they were specialized less for damage and more for shoving people around. The idea was to push you into the path of those attacks. But that same mechanic was also the hint for how to clear the boss—because those adds got knocked around by our attacks just as easily.
When the boss hit an add, the monster got sealed inside a sticky, slick bubble. The bubble floated up into the machinery overhead and burst, and the shock temporarily dropped the boss's barrier. That was your damage window.
Honestly, not that hard.
You still had to watch every single add, and you needed clean callouts on the water-cannon positions and timing. No cheap shots, so the difficulty itself was low—but one mistake still meant someone died, so tension was required.
"E-everyone, be careful. It's incredibly high and deep."
I deliberately dropped some of the trash I was holding to the floor to scare them, then pretended to analyze the boss while explaining the patterns. I left out the part about monsters getting trapped in bubbles when hit—that was the kind of thing you only needed to pull off once, so there was no point spelling it out.
"W-what is that!?"
"Everyone, focus! More monsters!"
Once we had a monster sealed in a bubble, the rest had to be shoved off the platform or otherwise kept out of the way. That was the only way to free-cast during the burst window.
"Master, how is it? Did a lot of damage go through?"
"Yeah. A few more times and we're done."
Definitely easy. Almost boringly so, to be honest. But in reality, safety beat entertainment every time…
"Jasmine, above you!"
"What?"
My mind snapped back into focus. No matter how easy it was, this was a dungeon where one slip meant instant death. Why had I let my guard down?
I'd assumed that, like in the game, once something went into a bubble it was over. But just now a bubble had burst overhead and a monster had come diving straight at me.
My head went ice-cold.
"Everyone, watch above your heads!"
"Yes!"
"Got it."
We held without further trouble—but when I'd been shoved earlier, my blood had run cold. If Master hadn't called it out, I would've failed to react and fallen to my death.
"Haa…"
"Well done, everyone. I think that's really the end."
"You okay?"
"Yes. I only survived thanks to you, Master."
"Jasmine!"
The moment we stepped outside with the rewards collected, Master—eyes brimming with tears—threw himself at me.
…A grown man crying like that was a little pathetic, honestly.
"I'm sorry."
"No. I was too late noticing…"
"It's not your fault. You told me, and that's why I'm alive."
Ah—but Master, I'm filthy right now…
Somehow I'd ended up clinging to him with a body coated in sticky, slippery slime, and everywhere we touched was sliding against each other. On top of that, I was pressed up against him in an extremely revealing swimsuit, rubbing all over him…
"Hyat!?"
"Jasmine?"
Wait. Depending on how you looked at it… wasn't this me seducing him in the most shameless way possible…?