Chapter 29 Collection
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
…… Day 12 of tester life. Test Dungeon, 1st Floor, Teleportation Room. Sanada Yakumo……
Upon arriving at the teleportation room on the 1st floor, I found a crowd of students loitering around the teleportation circle.
These were all members of parties that had successfully reached the 2nd floor.
Their numbers had swelled considerably during the three days I spent scouring the 4th floor. The room, which originally spanned ten meters square, had now expanded to double its size, twenty meters square.
Evidently, the room’s specifications allow it to expand in accordance with the number of individuals capable of utilizing the teleportation circle.
As I materialized in the center of the teleportation circle, a few familiar faces glared in my direction and clicked their tongues.
It was the guys from the kickboxing club. I’d started noticing them frequently in the teleportation room since about the day before yesterday.
If any students harbored the deepest grudge against me, it was undoubtedly this lot. Under the pretext of a sparring match, I had utterly demolished not just their bodies but their reputations and pride right in front of their juniors after they’d engaged in excessive hazing.
When I shifted my gaze toward the men who had clicked their tongues, they clicked them again and promptly averted their eyes.
I gave them a derisive scoff as I stepped off the teleportation circle and headed for the exit—the automated rock-wall door.
Once I entered the main corridor and reached the plaza near the dungeon exit, a voice suddenly hailed me.
”Hey, Guard.”
Wondering who it was, I looked toward the source to find a group of faculty members standing there, led by the PE teacher, Oida.
”What do you want?” I asked.
I gave a blunt reply, annoyed at being hailed by such a bothersome crowd. Oida’s brow furrowed.
”You still don’t know how to speak to your superiors, do you?” Oida said.
”If you’re just here to complain, I’m going home.”
”Tch. Starting today, we’re collecting Magic Stones¹ for the students who can’t fight. Just hand over one, it doesn’t matter which.”
”…I see.”
On the morning of the tenth day, when only the price of Food had spiked, the shut-in group had been seen pleading with the teachers…
So, they chose to assist the students rather than abandon them.
In their position as teachers, I suppose that choice was inevitable, but still.
”How long do you intend to keep this up?” I asked.
”…Until the students are able to fight for themselves,” Oida replied.
”When there are people subsidizing their food expenses even if they don’t fight, do you really think those guys will ever resolve to risk their lives in battle?”
Yesterday and today, I had spotted several groups—likely the shut-ins—fighting near the dungeon entrance. They must have finally felt the threat to their lives from the food price hike. Having purchased the discounted service weapons, they were fighting with desperate expressions, on the verge of tears.
Even so, it was only a handful of groups. Maybe twenty, or thirty people at most. There should still be fifty people holed up.
Those people have squandered their last opportunity. They’ve spent all the DP² they had to buy weapons and have gone back to crying to the teachers.
I can’t imagine that giving handouts to people like that will make them choose to fight.
”Guh… that’s…”
Oida was at a loss for words at my remark. The other teachers and club coaches behind him also wore grim expressions.
That’s right. Thinking logically, there’s no way they’d fight.
And yet, as teachers, they simply can’t bring themselves to abandon them… I suppose.
”If you’re going to do it, set a deadline,” I said.
After offering that bit of advice, I reached into my backpack, grabbed a handful of Magic Stones at random, and thrust them toward Oida.
Oida accepted them with both palms.
”A-Are you sure about this many? Hm? Aren’t these Magic Stones large… could it be!?”
Oida was stunned that over twenty Magic Stones had been placed in his hand, and further shocked that these stones were larger than the Horn Rabbit³ Magic Stones they had collected from the other students.
”It’s a pain, so don’t come collecting from me again. Later,” I said.
The coaches might be one thing, but having these teachers pester me every time I finish an exploration is the absolute worst.
”Wait! Where did you get these Magic Stones!?” Oida shouted.
”Monsters that appear from the 3rd floor onwards,” I replied.
Leaving Oida with only that, I quickly vacated the area and headed for My Room⁴.
Now then, it’ll be interesting to see how long the other students continue to comply with the collection.
While they themselves are fighting for their lives, there’s a shut-in group holed up in their safe My Rooms having their food expenses subsidized.
And then there’s the faculty, shaking down the students for Magic Stones in an attempt to somehow save those shut-ins.
Eventually, the students’ hostility will turn not just toward the shut-in students, but toward the teachers as well.
They’ll start wondering why the hell they have to surrender the Magic Stones they risked their lives to earn for the sake of people who won’t fight.
When that happens, I wonder if the teachers will still be able to refuse to abandon the shut-in students.
I advised them to set a deadline if they’re going to help.
That meant they should cut them loose once the deadline passes.
If they don’t set a deadline and refuse to abandon them, they’ll be rejected by the other students and go down with the shut-ins.
Oida, will you be able to resolve to abandon them after taking my advice? Or will you go down together? I know you care about your students, but can you maintain that stance even in such an extreme state?
If you can push through, I’ll have to re-evaluate you. Well, I doubt it’s possible. After all, humans love themselves most of all. I’m the same way.
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After returning to My Room and finishing my shower, I stood there in nothing but my underwear, purchased a carbonated juice from the Shop⁵, and chugged it down.
Once I’d taken a breather, I grabbed my backpack and settled my Magic Stone account.
”About 25,000 DP. If I included the ones I gave Oida, it would’ve been another two thousand on top.”
For the past two days, the exchange amount for Magic Stones had been around 24,000 to 25,000 DP. Today, the earnings were high because the portion from the monster house was added. Well, I ended up donating that extra portion.
Next, after exchanging the coins, my balance exceeded 270,000 DP.
By the way, excluding things like my guard uniform, including the results from today’s treasure chests, my current equipment and items look like this:
◻︎ Weapons & Armor
Iron Machete
Black Iron Machete
Iron Buckler
Leather Greaves x3
Leather Gauntlets x4
Leather Boots x2
Leather Hat x2
Leather Trousers x2
Leather Vest x3
Blade-Resistant Robe
Iron Knives x15
Iron Throwing Knives x12
Wooden Round Shields x7
Wooden Bucklers x3
Clubs x16
◻︎ Items
Grade 5 Potion x34
Grade 4 Potion x1
Grade 5 Mana Capacity⁶ Recovery Potion x16
Since I’m often running, I find about 10 to 12 wooden treasure chests a day. Once opened, a treasure chest disappears and does not reappear in the same spot. However, it’s certain that they are respawning somewhere on the 4th floor. I became convinced of this when I re-scanned a place I’d checked once today and found a new chest in a location other than where the previous one had been.
The ‘losing’ clubs—the clubs—have finally exceeded double digits. I’d been leaning them against the corner of the room, but since they take up space, I now have a steel hanger rack I bought from the Shop. The kind for hanging clothes. I have them tied with string and hanging from it.
The round shields and bucklers are stacked underneath it. Even so, since I also have gauntlets and knee pads, it’s taking up quite a bit of space.
The stock of Potions has also increased significantly, but since selling them only gets half the purchase price back, I’m keeping them. They don’t take up space, and they’re something I can sell anytime. I’m keeping them just in case.
The Mana Capacity Recovery Potions increased all at once because they appear frequently on the 4th floor. Based on the sensation of drinking them several times, the effect that doubles recovery speed lasts for about 3 to 4 hours, so I plan to keep these without selling them as well.
”Hmm, my DP is increasing steadily.”
Ever since I passed 200,000 DP, the words ‘5th-grade Slave’ have been popping into my mind every time I settle my account, but I’ve been ignoring them.
The reason they keep popping into my head is probably because I want to have sex while seeing real-time reactions and hearing sighs, or have them perform oral or breast-intercourse.
But if I buy one here, the purchase of a 1st-grade Slave will get that much further away, so I’ll endure.
I wondered if a new service like a ‘Soapland Succubus’ would appear while I purchased a dinner set. Today, Chinese food came out: ramen, fried rice, and gyoza.
After polishing off two servings and resting my stomach for about thirty minutes while maintaining my equipment, I entered the long-awaited ‘wall-butt’ time.
The first up was once again a young newcomer.
Yesterday and the day before, a newcomer was always the first one, and without exception, they were terrified.
It’s easy to imagine that among the other testers, there are those who take advantage of the fact that the succubi can’t move and treat them horribly.
After all, yesterday around the fountain, there were several guys boastfully talking about how they’d stuck their arms into a wall-butt’s snatch, or how they’d relieved themselves inside. There was even a guy who said he tried anal sex at the very last second. Well, it seems she disappeared immediately after he got it in.
The students are also building up a lot of stress, and it seems they’ve become a bit violent now that their physical Ability has improved. The wall-butt succubi might be suffering as an outlet for that.
”It can’t be helped.”
I wanted to put it in and finish right away, but I decided to caress her gently.
After that, I treated her gently until she was no longer afraid, and I managed to finish twice right at the time limit.
Since becoming E+ rank three days ago, I don’t feel refreshed unless I finish eight times, so I’ve had to call for a wall-butt four times.
By the way, the Noble Succubus⁷ has appeared every day since that first time we played.
Lately, she doesn’t show any bashfulness about appearing consecutively; perhaps she’s resigned herself to it, as she wears a composed face. Her cheeks are red, though.
Having reached D-rank this morning, I predict that I probably won’t be able to sleep unless I finish ten times. That means I’ll be calling five times tonight. Well, I have plenty of DP. This is a necessary expense too. Above all, it feels good.
Thinking about that, I called the second wall-butt, and a masochistic succubus appeared.
For the past few days, the second one has usually been either the bratty succubus or the masochistic one.
As usual, she wagged her tail and butt happily, so I attached the new clothespins with weights on the ends of the strings to both of her nipples. I applied some lotion that was mysteriously for sale and thrust a wooden doll into her rear, then plunged my meat-rod into her snatch, which was dripping with anticipation.
With every slam of my hips, her breasts swayed. And the weights at the ends collided with each other, providing stimulation to her nipples. Furthermore, when I ground the wooden doll deep into her rear, the masochistic succubus’s internals tightened every time, and she convulsed as she finished.
I ejaculated comfortably deep inside her, and after a short rest, I moved to a standing position with one leg raised. While slamming my hips, I didn’t forget to give the weights hanging from her nipples a quick tug. Then, I changed positions to the wheelbarrow for the second finish.
I saw her off as she disappeared, thinking I’d enjoyed myself for quite a long time, and after a break, a brown-skinned Elder Sister Succubus⁸ appeared.
Usually, the third person is the quiet middle-schooler-type succubus, but occasionally an Elder Sister Succubus appears like this. And then the next day, the middle-schooler one appears, acting spoiled and begging for manga.
As always, to the brown-skinned Elder Sister Succubus who provoked me by flicking the tip of her tail, I thrust my rod—which had been trained by the Noble Succubus—into her, determined to ‘teach her a lesson’ today.
It goes without saying that I had three shots squeezed out of me and was the one ‘taught a lesson’ instead.
However, it could be said to be a sign of growth that I’ve become able to make her finish from the inside, if only once.
And finally, I struggled with the Noble Succubus using various tricks, and as expected, after having exactly three shots squeezed out of me in a short time, my horniness subsided after hitting ten shots in total.
”Man, am I gonna end up becoming an incubus at this rate?” I thought to myself with a wry grin as I finished my succubus time on the 12th day.
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Summary:
Yakumo returns from the 4th floor to find the dungeon’s 1st-floor hub expanding as more students advance. He encounters the teachers, led by Oida, who are collecting Magic Stones to support ‘shut-in’ students who refuse to fight. Yakumo provides a large donation of high-grade stones but warns that this charity will eventually breed resentment among the active fighters. Back in his room, he manages his growing inventory and DP balance before engaging in an extensive sexual marathon with several succubi to reach his new 10-shot quota.
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Character Insight:
Yakumo demonstrates a complex mix of superiority and detachment; he assists the teachers not out of altruism, but to buy peace and test his social theories. His observation of the newcomers’ fear during ‘wall-butt’ sessions suggests he still maintains a shred of ‘human’ empathy compared to other testers, opting to coax them into comfort rather than purely using them. However, his rising ‘quota’ for sexual release and increasing DP focus indicate he is becoming further entrenched in the dungeon’s logic, distancing himself from the societal norms of the school world.
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Behind the Scene:
The ‘wall-butt’ (kabe-jiri) is a specific adult trope where characters are trapped in a wall, often used in fetish media to emphasize helplessness and focused stimulation. The expansion of the teleportation room serves as a visual indicator of the ‘game state’ progressing, a common element in ‘system’ or ‘dungeon’ style light novels.
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Notes:
• Yakumo – A 25-year-old human male. He has facial scars, stab wounds, and gunshot scars from his time in a war zone. He works as a school guard.
• Oida – A PE teacher with a large build and a plain, non-intimidating face. He was formerly an Olympic developmental athlete for Judo. He uses a greatsword in the dungeon and wears tattered jerseys.
• Noble Succubus – A new ‘Wall-Butt’ succubus with long white hair, a high-class appearance resembling a high school student, and large breasts. She is currently trapped in a wall-style display for slave purchase.
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