The Basement Dungeon (2)
The guild house of the Red Hair Mercenary Guild in the underground dungeon looked ordinary at first glance—nothing more than an old abandoned building. The black-suited loan sharks had clearly gone on a rampage. But that wasn’t the case anymore. My thick load had changed everything. The place now had a convincing air. Proudly displayed above the door was the guild name: “Red Hair Mercenary Guild”.
Clink—clink—
The interior was spotlessly clean. It served as both a drinking hall for guild members and a lodging house. The design stayed true to the core of a guild house.
“Ally, those people…?”
I opened the door and stepped inside. A single human woman scanned us from head to toe. She wore glasses and had a gloomy, intimidating aura. Anyone could see she was Ally’s mother.
“You’re the guests. You came up today, and I brought you.”
“Oh, guests? Oh my, oh my, what pretty young ladies~…?”
Ally’s mother’s eyes sparkled as she approached the women.
It was the classic symptom of a guild master spotting good players.
“Did you join a guild?”
“…Yes. We belong to one.”
Yoo Dahui politely turned down the invitation.
Ally’s mother nodded with sympathy. Even though our name was unknown, our affiliation was the Alvheim Central Knight Order. Double registration was technically against the rules, but manners mattered. In the previous regression, this had been nothing but a frantic buildup for the territory war. We couldn’t be judged by those standards.
“Well then, enjoy yourselves. Our guild is warm and lively—good atmosphere, right?”
Ally’s mother stepped back.
We followed Ally to a suitable seat.
I looked around the guild house and spoke.
“Pretty impressive size.”
“Yeah. It was a thriving guild before.”
“…Don’t talk like that. It’s embarrassing.”
“Totally not.”
Ally was bold. Cocky and disgusting.
“Nymph… What’s your name?”
“Ah. I’m Ally. Ally Scarletwitch.”
“I’m Yoo Dahui. This is Elena, and this is Isilia.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m, uh, Ally Scarletwitch.”
Ally bowed politely, her waist snapping straight up.
Her instincts had immediately identified Isilia’s species. Her huge breasts swayed invitingly. I barely managed to suppress the urge to get hard.
The trembling pose made her look terrified. A physiological fear.
Isilia gave a dignified nod, and only then did Ally sit down.
Yoo Dahui spoke while watching Ally finish her greeting.
“Ally, I wanted to talk to you privately, but would it be okay if I took Jinwoo outside?”
“Ah, sure. I don’t mind.”
Ally shot me a glance and nodded. She looked like she had plenty of questions.
“Jinwoo, go outside for me? I have something to talk to the girls about.”
“I just sat down…”
Yoo Dahui stared at me with sharp eyes.
I naturally stood up.
Revenge on Yoo Dahui would happen later, in bed.
“Have a good time.”
I was the perfect gentleman. No one could accuse me of losing my composure.
I walked straight out of the guild house.
Inside there was no one I knew, so it would have been awkward to stay. I wandered the streets aimlessly.
The Kingdom had been designed for easy walking, and the walk felt pleasant. I’d never visited Europe, but it probably looked like this.
Maybe I’ll go see it someday.
But right now, that wasn’t important.
Whether the Red Hair Mercenary Guild was still intact. There were too many unanswered questions. I had clearly told Ally the memories. The future where only the two nymphs survived after Blackskull PK’d me. But just because Ally knew didn’t mean Blackskull would stay still. He’d only reduce the damage, he couldn’t disappear entirely. Yet the current guild looked far too prosperous. It was as if Blackskull hadn’t moved at all.
Could it be…?
There was only one plausible explanation. Titanias, who remembered the previous regression, had stopped Blackskull.
Why bother?
I couldn’t figure out the reason, so I just felt frustrated.
That was when a disgusting stench hit me. My hyper-sensitive nose caught the scent of the bastard.
Ryan…!
I never wanted to see him again. Since he was on the third floor, evasion was practically impossible. The first time we met, he had been standing there. Maybe he’d been waiting for me. Thinking about it now, there was no other explanation.
Shit.
Ryan was steadily approaching. In the bustling street, he was stalking me with perfect stealth.
If my sense of smell hadn’t been so sharp, I would have been caught off guard.
Turn into this alley! Quick!
A chase began. I did everything I could to lose him. Sometimes walking, sometimes running. I weaved through the crowd like a ghost.
But being a 5-star rank meant you couldn’t just eat and grow. Ryan had far superior skills. Chasing a weakling like me was child’s play.
Weakness is the only sin.
Eventually I reached a dead end. No more places to run.
Ryan kept closing in. If I rounded the corner and peeked out, his monstrous face would be right there…!
That was when.
“Yo.”
A succubus queen stepped out from the black curtain.
“Why are you running so frantically? Well, that freak might be scary after all.”
Titania…!
Her nun’s habit was custom-made to her preferences. The lewd, voluptuous figure couldn’t be hidden at all. There were countless dimensions, countless nun summons—yet this was supposed to look holy? Impossible to believe. How could anyone look at that bitch and think she was a nun? Titania, the succubus queen who had no idea what I was thinking.
Titania half-draped her body in the black curtain and reached out to me.
“What’s the matter? Not running away?”
“I should run. But it’s a dead end.”
“Sigh. You know what that means when you reach out like that? Come here.”
Could I use the black curtain too? No matter how I thought, it looked insanely dangerous.
Threat to my life or preservation of chastity?
No point in overthinking.
I quickly grabbed Titania’s hand.
In an instant the black curtain enveloped me.
It felt tangible. Twisting, probing my body like something obscene… Then, when I opened my eyes, I was standing inside Titania’s room.
It was a beautifully decorated room.
“…Thank you for helping.”
Even if Ryan had no bad intentions, I didn’t want to face him one-on-one.
I gave a sincere thank-you.
Titania giggled.
“No need to thank me. I brought you here because I had some questions for you too.”
Titania snapped her fingers.
Outside, succubi entered carrying tea and sweets.
After pouring fragrant black tea, the succubi left.
“Sit.”
Titania naturally sat on the sofa and lifted her teacup.
She sipped her tea with elegant, un-prostitute-like grace.
I sat as well and drank mine.
“Ah, hot…!”
“…Not much refinement, huh.”
Titania set down her cup with a giggle and suddenly changed her expression to serious.
“What kind of man are you, exactly?”
“Huh?”
“What kind of guy is that.”
Titania crossed her arms. Her massive breasts were accentuated.
I want to squeeze them so bad. Mmm.
I swallowed my drool and looked at her.
“What do you mean?”
“From running away from Ryan, it looks like you remember everything too… I do too. Even though my memories are fragmented, I remember.”
“Ah.”
“It’s really strange. Thinking about it, it’s genuinely strange. Especially the territory war. Your performance there felt like you knew this was going to happen.”
Of course. A whore who had rolled in the Tower of Struggle as much as she had.
Even a few clues let her infer so much.
The situation is different from before…
But still amazing.
“So what exactly do you want to ask?”
“…I don’t have any specific words. I just want to confirm if my guess is correct.”
“Then just tell me to confirm and I’ll do it?”
Titania nodded slowly.
“Okay, I’ll confirm for you.”
I immediately lowered my pants.
With my underwear already off, my fully erect cock stood proudly.
“W-what are you doing?!”
Titania shouted in shock.
The ambush was perfect.
“You asked me to confirm, didn’t you? Then you have to drink my cum.”
“What? That doesn’t sound like something you’d say… I, I can’t believe it…”
Titania’s gaze slid over my cock.
Thud— she swallowed hard.
In the previous regression, Titania had said something similar right before dying. I didn’t know why she said it, but I figured the regression didn’t change things that much.
My belief was quickly rewarded.
Titania facing my cock started breathing heavily.
Psychological domination ON.
Why does this bastard’s cock look so delicious? I’ve never seen anything like it before.
This is weird. What the hell did he do to my body? What kind of trash memories are these?
The scent is too strong. But my heart is pounding. My womb is squeezing…
This… it’s exactly what the kids described… When I met the perfect fatherly man…
Am I really supposed to give my first time to this guy? I’ve been guarding this for so long just to give it to a piece of trash like him?
My mind was spinning. If I just gave it a little shake, she’d probably start sucking my cock on her own.
Psychological domination OFF.
Whatever, protagonist bias or something, thanks anyway.
It was sweet as hell. She’d give up her cock without any effort.
With this taste, maybe that’s why Sodahee went around eating all the dicks?
I tossed out a meaningless line.
Indifference was the key.
“If you drink my cum, you’ll remember everything.”
“Sounds like bullshit. Don’t tell me you’re some Pluto slave who just talks big…”
“It’s true. The memories you have are all because you drank my cum.”
“I, I drank your cum…?”
“Mhm.”
Titania looked like she didn’t believe me.
“Drinking your cum would melt your brain. You’re not crazy enough to do that.”
“Haha, if you don’t want to, don’t. Your choice.”
I pulled my underwear back up calmly.
I adjusted my pants.
Real fishermen know how to push and pull. Right now I was pushing her away.
“Wait. Pants down again.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Oh.”
It was a big catch. She bit the hook.
When I didn’t react, Titania grew more desperate.
Even without understanding regression, she would know that memories from a future not yet realized held enormous power.
Titania muttered.
“…Succubi normally drink cum. They suck the mana.”
“But—”
“You won’t die just because you drank my cum, right?”
“Yeah, cum is just protein. If it was that dangerous, dying would be weird.”
I didn’t expect her to answer, but I roughly replied to her muttering.
Then she suddenly rushed at me.
She violently stripped my pants and began tearing my underwear.
“So hurry! Hurry and give me your cum!”
She threw herself at me like a madwoman.
The memories from the previous regression were gnawing at her patience.
“If you ask politely, I can give you some.”
“What?”
“If you say ‘please help me with my first cum test,’ I’ll give you plenty.”
“You, you bastard!”
“Then don’t ask.”
Titania’s pupils had turned pink. They were originally red, but heat had changed them to pink.
I really want to draw little hearts in her eyes.
She was melting with sweetness.
“Not doing it? Then…”
“…Please help…”
Titania buried her head against my chest and whined.
No words should have come out. Nothing could be heard.
“I didn’t hear anything. Say it again.”
Titania raised her head.
“Please help me with my first cum test…!”