Chapter 45 Women’s Gear and Mia
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
After finishing up in the bath twice, I sat down for dinner with Sayaka, who had been waiting for me without touching her food. We had sweet and sour pork tonight, and it was actually quite good. Sayaka kept humming “delicious, delicious” as she ate, clearly enjoying herself.
I suppose it’s a massive step up from that mystery meat soup they served at the Training Facility¹. I didn’t say that out loud, though; I didn’t want to remind her of the friend she’d lost back there. After we ate, we watched a single episode of some foreign action drama she’d picked out before heading into the bedroom.
I pinned Sayaka down-she looked incredible in her sheer lingerie-and flooded her Womb Tattoo² with my mana. She went into heat instantly, her thighs becoming slick with love juice. “Please… give it to Sayaka… give her your c*ck,” she whispered, shyly spreading herself open for me. I obliged, driving into her with a heavy breeding press.
Without pulling out, I transitioned from an ‘ekiben’ carry into a hard, driving doggy style. After a short breather, Sayaka took the lead and climbed on top in a reverse cowgirl. Every time she slammed her hips down, her large, soft ass bounced and wobbled, changing shape as it slapped rhythmically against my thighs. I started spanking her, the sharp crack of my hand punctuating her high-pitched moans.
”Ah! Ahn!” she cried out. Her pulse-point was twitching with every strike even as she ground her weight down harder. Finally hitting my limit, I gripped her hips and buried myself to the hilt. As I climaxed deep inside her, I triggered a forced orgasm through our link. Between the internal peaks and that final, forced explosion, Sayaka hit her limit-her seventh of the night-and collapsed.
She drifted off with a look of pure bliss, practically fainting into sleep. I gave her a quick wipe-down, tucked her in, and headed to the living room to grab a sports drink and take a breather on the sofa.
Time to settle the day’s earnings. I’d jumped straight into bed with Sayaka the moment I got home, so I was running a bit late. I pulled the Magic Stones⁴ from my Magic Pouch³, set them on the ritual stone, and tapped the exchange menu.
The result: 156 E-Rank Magic Stones for 31,200 DP⁵.
”Tch. The unit price more than doubled, but my total take only went up by barely twenty percent.”
Even with the jump from 90 DP Kobold stones to 200 DP Goblin stones, I hadn’t even cracked 40,000, let alone 50k. The encounter rate hadn’t changed, so I knew exactly what the problem was: speed.
Navigating dark, branching labyrinths while mapping and checking for traps is slow work. I was lucky to find a fight every ten minutes. Factor in the actual combat, and it’s a fifteen-minute cycle. Since Goblins love to call for backup, I was basically averaging five kills every twenty minutes. I could make up the numbers on the return trip since the mapping was done and the mobs had respawned, but it still felt like a crawl.
”A party would breeze through this, but I’m solo.”
Of course, a party means splitting the loot. As long as I can handle the fights without breaking a sweat, soloing is just better math. I can’t complain about a 300,000 yen daily wage, anyway. Besides, right now, progress is more important than the grind. I need to be the first one to hit the 10th Floor and claim the “Twenty Knights.”
I pulled up her profile again. For a seventeen-year-old, she had a strikingly mature, sophisticated beauty. She wasn’t just a “cute girl”-she was a stunning woman. At 172cm with a B82-W58-H85 frame, she had the proportions of a runway model. Those legs looked like they went on forever. Sayaka mentioned she was strong-willed, and her defiant expression in the profile confirmed it. That just makes the prospect of breaking her into a loyal slave all the more delicious.
Step one: Keep Sayaka happy. Step two: Subjugate a high-class beauty. I need to push for the 10th Floor, but I can’t be reckless. I just need to optimize.
My total balance sat at 490,000 DP. I decided to ignore the loose change from the treasure chests for now; counting coins is a chore I’ll save for when the pile gets bigger.
I was about to summon a Wall-Butt Succubus⁹ for the night when I remembered my knife. The blade had chipped during the Goblin scuffles, forcing me to swap to a spare. Goblins have denser hide and bone than Kobolds; if I hit a bad angle, the steel just gives out. My throwing knives are already basically jagged disposables at this point.
My Black Iron Machete⁷ was holding up fine, so I decided to upgrade my sidearm. I opened the Shop and scrolled to ‘Weapons & Armor.’ Something new caught my eye.
”Wait, is this… female-specific armor?”
The list was full of gear clearly designed for women-molded chest plates and tapered waists.
”Prices are steeper than the men’s gear, too.”
A basic set of leather armor, similar to my Gray Wolf set, was listed at 40,000 DP. Then there were the “classics”-bikini armor and leotard-style leather. Despite covering almost nothing, they were priced at a staggering 100,000 DP. I checked the item description in confusion. Apparently, they generate a Mana Capacity⁸ field that provides full-body protection against physical and magical attacks.
”Talk about elaborate.”
Only in a succubus dungeon would ‘less’ cost ‘more’ just to keep the skin on display. I didn’t hate the look, though. The fact that they even had zippers for “easy access” was a nice, lewd touch. It seems the system is nudging me toward the idea of putting my slaves on the front lines, but I’m not biting. Why risk a high-value asset in a death trap? Especially an amateur who’s never swung a sword. Someone like Oida would have a literal heart attack if he saw me dragging civilians into a dungeon.
I ignored the “heroine” gear and found a rugged 30cm hunting knife with a 20cm Black Iron blade. It was thick, heavy, and looked like it could punch through a skull without flinching. 15,000 DP was a bit much for a knife, but I paid for the durability.
The Magic Circle⁶ flashed, and the knife appeared in a sleek black leather sheath. The grip was perfect. I gave it a few practice swings, the blade cutting through the air with a satisfying whoosh.
”Can’t wait to see what this does to a Goblin’s head.”
I set the knife aside and turned back to the screen, my pants feeling a bit tight again. “Alright, who’s going to help me drain these last five rounds?”
I selected the ‘Wall-Butt Succubus’ option and tapped Chest-Down Exposure¹⁰. Mia, the petite succubus, popped up first. Her tail and wings were fluttering excitedly the moment she appeared.
I decided to reward her. I’d picked up a shoujo manga earlier, along with a specialized book stand and a Magic Crystal light. I set the stand right at the edge of the summoning portal and angled the manga so she could see it through the display. Then, I took a rubber backscratcher and taped it securely to the tip of her tail.
”There you go, Mia. Now you can turn the pages yourself,” I said.
I did it mostly because I was tired of playing page-turner for her, but seeing her face light up made it worth the effort. She started stomping her feet and flapping her wings so hard I thought she’d wake the neighbors.
”Okay, okay, settle down. You’re losing reading time,” I told her.
I stroked her rear through the portal to calm her, but she didn’t even look at the book. Instead, she used the backscratcher to hook the waistband of my pants. Her eyes were glazed, and her tiny entrance was already weeping a heavy trail of moisture. She was in total heat.
”Oh? You’d rather play than read today? Fine by me,” I said.
She gave me a playful smack with the backscratcher when I teased her. I stripped off my clothes and stepped up to her small, twitching heat. The moment I pushed inside her slick, narrow channel, she went rigid. Her legs shook, and her internal walls clamped down on me like a vice. She’d climaxed from the first inch.
I waited for her to settle, then started a steady, wet rhythm.
Mia was small, much like the “Mesugaki” types, which meant I was hitting her cervix with every thrust. After a few minutes of relentless pounding, she tightened up again, her body trembling as she hit her second peak. Unlike Sayaka’s deep, enveloping grip, Mia’s pussy was a frantic, tight squeeze that felt like it was trying to wring the life out of me.
I couldn’t hold back. “I’m coming, Mia! Take it all!”
I buried myself deep, plugging her cervix with the head of my cock as I flooded her. I felt her tail wrap around and stroke my balls as I emptied my load into her. The sensation was incredible. I slumped against the wall, toyed with her tiny breasts for a moment, and enjoyed the afterglow.
When I tried to pull out, her tail pressed against my ass, holding me in place.
”Still want more?” I asked.
She pushed back against me in response.
”You’ve certainly gotten bold, haven’t you? Fine. Round two,” I said.
I stayed inside her and started moving again, her tail flicking with delight. She used to be so shy, but she’s turned into a total little slut. I love it.
I gave her three rounds total before the timer ran out. I watched her wave goodbye with her tail as she faded away. Today’s Mia was incredibly aggressive. Such a change of pace was nice once in a while, though three rounds without pulling out was exhausting. I sat on the sofa to catch my breath.
After tidying up the manga and the Magic Crystal, I prepared to call the final Wall-Butt of the night.
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Summary:
The protagonist settles his dungeon earnings for the day while spending intimate time with Sayaka at home. He analyzes the efficiency of his solo dungeon crawling and decides to prioritize reaching the 10th Floor to claim a new slave, the ‘Twenty Knights’ girl. Finally, he summons the succubus Mia for a sexual encounter where she shows an unusually aggressive and lewd demeanor.
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Character Insight:
The protagonist shows a blend of ruthless calculation and domestic care, balancing his focus on DP efficiency with ‘aftercare’ for Sayaka. Mia’s shift from a shy ‘healing’ presence to an aggressive ‘slut’ suggests that repeated summonings or the protagonist’s influence are corrupting the succubi or making them more comfortable expressing their nature.
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Behind the Scene:
The author leans heavily into the ‘Narou’ web novel tropes, specifically the inventory-management and efficiency-optimization aspects common in dungeon-builder or slave-harem subgenres.
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Notes:
• Sayaka – The academy’s premier beauty and a member of the swimming club. Currently classified as a Rank 1 Slave. She is seventeen years old and a virgin. E-cup. She has blue, short, boyish hair. Her best friend is Sanae.
• 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.
• Mia – The comforting succubus. JC loli succubus; petite; wings and tail; small breasts (tiny tits); small pussy; initially shy, currently aggressive/lewd.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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