Volume 5 Chapter 31 The Cabin
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
This side story ignores the main timeline. I’ve added the ‘star’ rating, but there’s actually very little adult content in this specific part.
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It was just another day of grinding. I was out in the sixteenth floor of the dungeon, hunting in bulk to save up enough gold to finally buy my own house.
(That’s right, let’s go to the thirteenth floor.)
I suddenly had a craving for the honey¹ you can only find in the Killer Bee nests on the thirteenth. After finishing my quota of Minotaurs and Orc Generals, I pivoted. Sweets are a luxury in this world, and honey has a dozen different uses.
The thirteenth floor is a forest biome. It’s crawling with Killer Bees, Trents, Vipers, Bears, Orcs, and Rock Lizards. Up until now, everywhere I’d explored had been cave biomes-nothing but “Monster House” traps and poison gas. In the forest, you don’t really see those. In fact, on the open plains, you don’t see traps at all. Honestly, I felt a little let down; after all, I only met Vanessa because of an Aphrodisiac Gas trap.
Lost in those thoughts, I casually hunted some Killer Bees and harvested their honey. I was just about to head home when my Intuition skill pinged on a suspicious-looking cabin. At the same moment, my Trap Detection flared. However, Presence Detection picked up a human signature inside.
(What the hell is this?)
”Hmm, what should I do…?” I muttered to myself.
”Is… is someone out there?” a voice called out from the cabin. It sounded like a woman.
”Please… if someone is there, I need help.”
”I’m here,” I replied.
Generally speaking, the women in this world are stunning. Unless my Danger Sense is screaming at me or Sense Malice² detects a total psycho, I find it hard to ignore a lady in distress.
I peeked inside. There was a woman who looked like a Priestess, sitting on the floor with her arms shackled in heavy chains. She looked to be in her mid-twenties. Her clothes were loose, so I couldn’t quite make out her figure, but she had soft, blonde hair and gentle, down-turned eyes. My Trap Detection was still buzzing, so I stayed by the open door and called out.
”What happened to you?”
”As you can see, I fell for a trap. I can’t get out on my own,” she said.
She wasn’t lying; her wrists were locked in what looked like heavy iron handcuffs. Sense Malice didn’t move an inch, so she wasn’t the trap herself. But those locks… I’d need a key.
”It looks like I’ll need a key to get those off…” I said.
”The key is probably that one over there,” she said, nodding toward the wall.
I saw it-a key hanging right there. But to get it, I’d have to step fully into the room. Danger Sense wasn’t giving me anything life-threatening, and my Intuition was quiet. I took a breath, steeled my nerves, and stepped inside.
Thud!
The door shut tight behind me. (Just as I thought…)
”Ah! Oh no, I’ve dragged you into the trap too! I’m so sorry!” she cried.
”Don’t sweat it,” I said. “It was within the scope of my expectations.”
Since we were locked in anyway, I figured I might as well free her. I grabbed the key, and the shackles clicked open with surprising ease.
”Thank you so much. I’m late with the introductions… my name is Meeta,” she said.
”Don’t mention it. I’m Daisuke,” I replied.
Meeta stood up to thank me properly. She was tall-nearly 170cm. No tail, no beast ears, and no horns. A pure-blooded Human. The cabin was sparse: a table, a couple of chairs, a bed, and a magical light fixture. No windows. It was about 6-tatami in size. I assumed the door in the back led to a toilet.
”You’ve freed me from the chains, but we still can’t get out,” Meeta noted, looking at the door. “We need to find a way to escape.”
”Yeah. The door is sealed tight, and there’s no other way out,” I said.
I tried the doorknob, pushing and pulling with everything I had. It didn’t budge. I had a feeling that even if I attacked it with a weapon, it wouldn’t break. (Now what?)
Just as the thought crossed my mind, Meeta let out a small gasp.
”A paper… on the table. I’m sure it wasn’t there a second ago,” Meeta said.
”Let’s see…” I said.
We both leaned over the table to read the single sheet of paper that had materialized.
’Escape Condition: Sex
Time Limit: 2 Hours Remaining’
”……”
”……”
(This is ‘that,’ isn’t it? Not just a ‘Room You Can’t Leave Without Having Sex’-it’s a ‘Cabin You Can’t Leave Without Having Sex.’ The message was simple, direct, and incredibly awkward. We both fell silent.)
But I couldn’t just stand there forever.
”Um, Meeta-san… just so we’re clear, I didn’t bring this with me…” I said.
”Yes… I know that. But still, this is…” Meeta replied while resting a hand against her cheek.
She looked conflicted. There was a hint of disgust, but more than that, her bewilderment was stronger. Her face was starting to flush red. (Maybe it’s just my own wishful thinking-wanting a Priestess to be pure and innocent-but she looked adorable.)
”Should we… wait and see for a bit?” I suggested.
”…You’re right,” Meeta replied.
Even if it was for the sake of escaping, I couldn’t just say, “Well, let’s get to it!” That would be too much. We sat in the chairs and tried to talk for a bit. I knew I wouldn’t raise my affinity with her much in a short time, but it was better than nothing.
”Once again, I’m Meeta. I realized I was restrained in this cabin,” she said.
”I’m Daisuke. It doesn’t look like any of your Party Unit Members are nearby,” I replied.
She explained that she’d been hit by a teleportation trap and was restrained, and furthermore, she was put to sleep at first. Since this floor had Orcs, she might have become their prey if left alone. (As I thought, Orcs are my enemies; I have to annihilate them-not that I can…)
She usually worked in a five-woman party. As I suspected, she was a Priestess. She didn’t seem to have a bad relationship with them, but she spoke about them in a very business-like way. I shared my side too. She was shocked to find out I was a B-Rank adventurer working solo. (I guess I really do stand out.)
We spent about thirty minutes chatting about standard adventurer topics-hunting spots, monster weaknesses, and the hardships of the Dungeon Upheaval³-when a new memo appeared on the table.
’Escape Condition: Sex
Time Limit: 1 Hour 30 Minutes Remaining’
”……”
”……”
(Awkward. Whether this was the work of a Dungeon Master or an automated system, it was probably because we haven’t taken any actions leading to s*x at all. Right now it’s just notes, but as we get closer to the deadline, we might face something worse. Like Aphrodisiac Gas. I could manage somehow, but the room was clear: if we didn’t do it, we weren’t leaving. And if the time ran out? Who knew what would happen.)
”Erm, Meeta-san… it really looks like we aren’t getting out unless we satisfy the ‘Escape Condition’,” I said.
”It seems so,” Meeta replied.
She still looked bewildered, but she didn’t seem to hate me. (Was she just… not into the idea of s*x in general? Well, if that’s the case, I’ll have to be the one to push. For the sake of the escape, of course. I do have other intentions.)
”Meeta-san… do you dislike the idea of doing it with me?” I asked.
”It’s not… that I dislike it. It’s just…” Meeta said.
”Then, since this is for the sake of escape and unavoidable, why don’t we just treat it as a necessary evil and get it over with?” I said.
”A necessary evil… I suppose you’re right. But…” Meeta replied.
”If we fail like this, in the worst case, we’ll die. Isn’t this better than that?” I said.
”You’re right… however, I…” Meeta stammered.
”Think of it as an emergency measure. A way to make sure we both get out of here alive,” I urged.
”I see, but…” Meeta said.
”I’ll listen if Meeta-san has another way, but is there anything?” I asked.
”…I understand. Let us do it, Daisuke-san,” Meeta finally said.
(Nice! I pushed through! She’d hesitated a lot, but in the end, she accepted s*x with me by her own will. Honestly, there wasn’t any other choice. Then again, if it wasn’t for a situation like this, there’s no way someone with the Ordeal like me could do it with someone I’d just met. Vanessa and Gerta were already s*x-crazed, and Nicola was a total closet pervert.)
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The door in the back turned out to be a bathroom, so we took turns showering. I have to admit, the cabin was well-stocked-it even had bath towels. It was like the dungeon was rolling out the red carpet just to make sure we got laid. I’d already confirmed that Meeta was on Contraceptive Medicine. If she hadn’t been, I had some on hand, but I didn’t see a reason to bring that up. Another note had just appeared: One hour remaining. We were going to make it.
”Sorry to keep you waiting…” Meeta said.
”Whoa…!” I exclaimed.
Meeta emerged, wrapped in nothing but a bath towel. She had a lush, curvy body-much thicker than I expected. Her chest was surprisingly large, too. I hadn’t been able to tell under those bulky Priest robes. Her blonde hair was damp and hung straight down to her shoulders.
”Don’t… don’t stare so much. It’s embarrassing,” Meeta said.
”Sorry. You’re just… incredibly attractive,” I said.
Meeta was acting embarrassed, but her body was soft and inviting. It was incredible.
”Well… shall we begin?” I asked.
”Yes… Um, can we… can we kiss?” Meeta asked.
”…That’s not part of the ‘Escape Condition,’ is it?” I replied.
”…I guess not,” Meeta said.
(A bit of a bummer. She wouldn’t let me kiss her. For a woman of this world, her guard is definitely on the firmer side.)
”Well, a hug is okay, right?” I asked.
”…Yes,” Meeta whispered.
(I could work with that. I pulled Meeta into my arms. She felt like a cloud-so soft and warm.)
”How is it?” I asked.
”Nothing in particular…” Meeta replied.
(Man, her ‘salt treatment’ is strong. This is definitely my most passive partner yet. This was going to be a challenge. With time ticking away, I started my move while still holding her. I kneaded her rear, traced the line of her spine with my fingers, and let my tongue trail over her ears and the curve of her neck. She gave small, quiet reactions to most of it, but she really melted when I hit the spot where her neck met her collarbone. The slick, wet sounds of me sucking and licking her skin seemed to do the trick.)
”Does that feel good?” I asked.
”Don’t… Ngh… ♡ Don’t ask me that… Haa… ♡” Meeta moaned.
(She was starting to warm up, but we still had a long way to go. I moved my hands to her chest and her lower half. Through the towel, I squeezed her breasts-they were so soft my hands felt like they were sinking into them. I found the tips and teased them with my nails, and I felt them grow firm. She was more sensitive than she let on.)
”Your chest is sensitive, isn’t it?” I asked.
”I… I wouldn’t know… Ngh… ♡” Meeta replied.
(She sounded like she hated every second of it, but her body was telling a different story. I loved that gap. Careful, Daisuke… don’t go waking up some weird new fetish. When I moved my hand toward her heat, she wasn’t very wet yet. It would hurt if I went in now. I needed to be patient.)
”Let’s move to the bed,” I said.
”…Yes,” Meeta replied.
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Summary:
Daisuke diverts his hunting trip to the 13th floor for honey, only to discover a Priestess named Meeta trapped in a suspicious cabin. Upon entering to help, he is locked inside by a dungeon trap with a literal ‘s*x or death’ ultimatum displayed on magical memos. Despite Meeta’s initial reluctance and ‘salty’ attitude, the pair eventually agrees to satisfy the condition to ensure their survival.
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Trivia:
- Meeta’s business-like description of her party suggests a lack of deep emotional bonds, potentially making her more open to staying with Daisuke later.
- The cabin’s automated memos suggest a Dungeon Master or system that monitors behavior in real-time, specifically pushing for physical intimacy.
- Daisuke’s mention of his ‘Ordeal’ status confirms he has specific constraints that make normal romantic progression difficult, justifying the ‘forced’ nature of his encounters
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Character Insight:
The dynamic starts with a classic ‘hero saves damsel’ setup but quickly shifts into a tense negotiation. Meeta’s ‘salt treatment’ (塩対応) creates a wall that Daisuke must navigate through logic rather than charm, marking a shift from his previous more ‘willing’ encounters.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
The 13th floor is established as a forest biome where traps are rarer than in cave biomes, making the cabin trap an anomaly. The ‘Dungeon Upheaval’ is cited as a major past event that changed the rules or difficulty for adventurers.
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TL Notes:
The concept of a ‘Room you can’t leave without having s*x’ (セックスしないと出られない部屋) is a popular Japanese internet trope/meme, which the author explicitly invokes here by calling it a ‘cabin’ version.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Vanessa – Red‑haired, ponytail‑tied older sister adventurer with a toned, muscular build, large breasts and thick thighs, clad in revealing gear that radiates a wild, sexy vibe. Member of the all‑female Wyvern Slayers, she was saved by Daisuke and now guides Nicola’s first dungeon run, thriving in Orc‑infested zones and boasting Sleep Resistance. She seeks strong physical stimulation.
• Meeta – Human Priestess in her mid-20s. Tall (approx 170cm), straight blonde hair, droopy eyes, gentle atmosphere. Part of an all-female five-member party. Initially passive and reluctant regarding sex due to lack of pleasure, she has a ‘plump’ and ‘fluffy’ physique. She is a party member of a unit similar in age to her.
• Daisuke – A mid-40s Japanese transferee and B-Rank adventurer (Lv. 69) blessed by the Green God, he excels in Earth/Wind magic, stealth, and high-speed combat while wearing Radiant Iron gear and a vintage watch. Possessing exceptional physical strength, stamina, and healing skills—including Fatigue Recovery—he mentors Rin, dates Ines, and pursues Regina and Dietlinde, while managing slaves Ilse, Liese, and Camilla, and maintaining authority over Elisa and Gerta. Analytical yet prone to spoiling companions, he resides in a Beunemünde rental house, currently focused on crafting gear and leveling his party in the Royal Capital.
• Aya – Standing 165 cm tall, slender with long hair and a flat chest, she wears simple, armor‑free attire — clean, prudent, serious. An apprentice alchemist and former pharmacist, she serves the Working Women Party and the Leemans Party, handling store‑location data. A Yamato Nadeshiko transferee, she appears in the protagonist’s delusions as his lover.
• Rin – Tall, large-breasted B-rank adventurer with long shaggy hair and thick chest armor, exuding a cool-beauty façade; quietly smothers Camilla with affectionate hugs, shields her fiercely, and dominates Daisuke’s group. Wields ice magic for first aid, deeply sensitive to slave mistreatment, and feels profound indebtedness to a rescued beast-man child. A core member of the Yamato Nadeshiko party (formerly JK Party), she remains expressionless yet emotionally grounded, her warmth hidden beneath a stoic exterior.
• Nicola – A junior adventurer under Vanessa. 160cm tall with blue-green hair in a side-tail. Very shy and inexperienced with men. A young girl undergoing her first sexual experience. She is described as having ‘overflowing youth’ and becomes highly receptive to pleasure after being healed. A young girl with blue-green hair. Though initially nervous, she reveals a proactive curiosity about sex and admits to practicing onanism on her own.
• Gerta – B‑Rank adventurer and Beast Fang party leader, over 190 cm tall, muscular with golden‑brown flipping hair, jagged teeth, lion‑like tail and a wild predatory aura. Wields a greatsword, uses Maten, Magic Blade and Roar, values power above all, is a submissive masochist in bed, and is noted alongside Vanessa for enjoying intense stimulation. Previously dueled Daisuke.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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