Chapter 113 Exposure Play*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
…… Tester Life: Day 43, 4:00 AM. 4th Floor. Sanada Yakumo ……
”They’re here. Two of them,” I said.
I alerted Sanae and Karen to the Kobolds charging from the front.
”I won’t miss!” Sanae cried.
”Me too… this time for sure!” Karen added.
Sanae drew her bow string tight, while Karen leveled her magic gun with both hands. Sayaka stood as a vanguard for Sanae, and Sheena moved to cover Karen. With a sharp whiz, an arrow flew, burying itself deep into the shoulder of the lead Kobold.
”I hit it!” Sanae shouted.
”Not yet! It’s still coming at us!” I barked.
The lead Kobold nearly toppled from the impact, but it dug its claws into the dirt and lunged forward again, eyes burning with hatred. It was now running neck-and-neck with its packmate, making it a much harder target.
”What?! N-next time…!”
”Too late, they’re out of bow range. Karen, go!” I ordered.
I reached out to stop Sanae from nocking another arrow and signaled Karen.
”Right! Please, hit!” Karen screamed.
Thump-crack! Thump-crack! Two muffled explosions rang out as black, ping-pong-ball-sized masses erupted from the muzzle of Karen’s weapon. They call these things ¹.
One slug tore through the stomach of the wounded Kobold, disemboweling it instantly. The second caught the other monster squarely in the face, vaporizing its head in a spray of gore.
The weapon was heavy, short-ranged, and a nightmare to aim, but the stopping power was undeniable.
At least they’re finally hitting their marks, I thought.
We had spent two hours on the 4th floor after enduring those resentful glares in the 1st-floor teleportation hub. They had missed every shot in the last seven encounters. Kobolds usually charge in a straight line, but once they realize you have range, they start zig-zagging. That first shot is everything.
Sanae’s shot hadn’t been fatal, but she’d connected. Her next hurdle would be hitting a moving target. Karen, on the other hand, had been paralyzed with fear – terrified by the rabid, murderous look in the monsters’ eyes. She’d hunted deer and boar back home, but animals don’t look at you with sentient malice. This time, she’d held her nerve until they were close enough to count their teeth. She knew if she missed those two shots, it would turn into a bloodbath.
”I… I hit it… ugh…” Karen groaned.
”Urp…”
Neither girl cheered. Karen’s face twisted in disgust, while Sanae covered her mouth and looked away from the carcasses. A headless Kobold is a gruesome sight. Sayaka was used to it, but it was still a lot for the new girls to stomach.
”You’ll have to get used to it,” I said. “If it’s too much, tell me. I can keep us moving even if you two don’t fight.”
I gave them the same cold comfort I’d given Sayaka the first time she’d turned pale over a kill.
”I-I’m okay… I have to save Leti. I have to save everyone,” Karen whispered.
”I’m fine as well,” Sanae said, steeling herself. “As a practitioner of the arts, I can overcome this.”
”Fine. Let’s take a break. It’s a dead end up ahead anyway. I’ll set up the ²; go inside and rest,” I said.
We weren’t far from the teleportation array, so there was a risk of other Testers passing by, but the tent provided enough privacy. I’d just have to pull sentry duty. I decided to focus the afternoon on ranking up and building their ‘gore tolerance’ rather than just marksmanship. Higher ranks meant better dynamic vision. Tomorrow would be easier.
I set up the tent at the end of the passage. I told Sayaka and Sheena to look after the other two and relax for a bit while I watched the corridor.
About fifteen minutes passed. I was sitting on a nearby rock, nursing a sports drink, when Sanae stepped out of the tent.
”What’s up? You should be resting,” I said.
”I’m alright now. I just… I’m sorry I haven’t been more useful,” Sanae muttered.
”Everyone starts somewhere. You’ll get the hang of it with more live combat,” I replied.
She had gone from hitting stationary targets to tagging a moving monster in seven fights. She’d improve fast.
”I know… but I want to be useful now. I hate being a burden,” Sanae said.
”If you’re that worried about it, we can practice on the beach when we get back. Remove the arrowheads and use Saizou or Rock for target practice. Sayaka can provide the light – it’ll mimic the cave’s dimness,” I suggested.
Saizou and the others were probably bored anyway. They’d likely enjoy the ‘game.’
”Is that okay? Even without arrowheads, isn’t it dangerous for them?” Sanae asked.
”Haha, don’t worry. You won’t hit them that easily. They’re E+ rank; they’re way faster than a F-rank Kobold,” I laughed.
I’d probably have to tell the boys to purposely make it a close call just to keep her motivated.
”If you say so. I’m still worried if I can do it… but it’s better than nothing. I need to get better for your sake, Yakumo,” Sanae said.
”You know, you can be useful to me in ways that have nothing to do with fighting,” I said.
”Huh? What do you mean by – oh. I see. You’re talking about ‘relief’ in the dungeon, aren’t you? You total deviant!” Sanae cried, blushing.
”Hahaha. I guess you saw us from the ³, then,” I said.
I stood up from the rock and pushed aside the armored flap guarding my groin. I unzipped my trousers, letting my semi-erect length spill out into the cool cave air.
”Wait! N-not here! You can’t be serious!” Sanae hissed.
”We aren’t going all the way. Not with other Testers on this floor,” I said. I had no intention of letting anyone else see Sanae’s body.
”Then… then why did you take it out?” she asked.
”Use your mouth. Watching Karen’s chest bounce and your backside during the fight got me worked up. Come on. Finish me off before Sayaka comes out. That’s an order,” I said.
Sanae fidgeted, her eyes darting around the dark corridor. I hadn’t even used my Mana Capacity to coerce her.
”Ugh… using orders is so unfair. Just… make it quick before the others see, okay?”
Sanae knelt between my thighs. Her face was bright red as she took me into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, coating it in saliva before narrowing her lips and beginning a rhythmic suction.
”Yeah… that’s it. Feels great,” I groaned.
”Mmph… ngh… you can… go anytime… ngh…” she muffled out, looking up at me through her lashes.
She was still a novice at riding, but her oral game was top-tier. Sayaka must have been giving her pointers on how to use her tongue on the sensitive spots. The wet, rhythmic slurp-squelch of her throat echoed softly against the stone walls.
I was just about to flip into ‘high-speed’ mode to finish before the girls emerged from the tent when I heard it – the faint sound of voices echoing from the mouth of the passage.
I reached down, pretending to guide Sanae’s head, and gently covered her ears so she wouldn’t panic and stop. I thrust my hips slightly, urging her to keep going.
The voices grew louder, approaching the bend.
”I’m telling you, it’s a dead end past this turn,” a male voice said.
”Sometimes there are hidden chests, man. If we score a Potion, that’s a clean thousand DP. Let’s just check,” another replied.
”Fine, it’s a short walk. I bet one ⁴ there’s nothing there,” the first one joked.
”I’ll bet you a wooden club,” the second laughed.
”Guess I’ll go with a dagger, then,” I said.
”We’re on the fourth floor, there aren’t gonna be any clubs… Alright, let’s check the chest-huh?”
”Hey, what’s the hold-up? Why’d you stop-is there a Kobold lying in wait or… crap.”
”What are you two doing? Get a move on… W-wait, Guardsmen?” one of them asked.
Seven men rounded the corner, leather armor strapped tight over their uniforms. They skidded to a halt, frozen by the sight of us-specifically, the sight of Nijikki Sanae with her face buried in my crotch, her head bobbing rhythmically.
I finally let go of her ears.
”Yo. Sorry, guys. As you can see, we’re a bit tied up right now,” I said.
”Wh-huh? Sub-Captain Nijikki?!” the student exclaimed.
”!? Mmgh-mmph!?”
Sanae heard my voice and the sound of her own name. She snapped her eyes toward the students, her face instantly draining of color. She tried to jerk her mouth away from my c**k in a panic, but I clamped my hand over the back of her head, forcing her back down.
She clawed at my thighs, trying to resist, but our physical Ability ⁵ levels were worlds apart. She didn’t stand a chance.
”I-Idiot! Let’s go!” the leader of their group barked.
”S-sorry to intrude!” another shouted.
”Man, talk about a shock…”
”I mean, what the hell are Guardsmen doing on the fourth floor anyway? Nobody told us!”
”Dammit! I’m so jealous! I need to get a slave of my own, fast!”
The students scrambled away, fleeing the scene while I kept Sanae pinned, forcing her to finish.
”Kukuku… Quite the show you gave them, didn’t you?” I mocked.
”Nnh… Haa… Haa…”
Sanae glared at me through a veil of tears, still forced to service me.
”Did it get you off? Having a crowd of men watch you?” I asked.
I finally released her head, posing the question with a smirk.
”Pah! O-of course not! How could you even ask that?! This is the absolute worst! Some of those guys are in my own department!” Sanae screamed.
She barked at me, her temper flaring as she looked up. But her face was flushed with a dark heat, and through the gap in her crouching bikini armor, I could see a clear, glistening trail of slick dripping down.
”Kukuku, right. My mistake. Even if it was an accident, having a dozen men watch you wrap your lips around a c**k… that’s quite the memory,” I said.
”Agh… nnh… hah… hah…”
”What’s wrong? Your p**sy’s leaking again,” I noted.
”T-that’s not…”
Sanae started to protest, her face crimson, just as Sayaka and the others stepped out of the Magic Tent ⁶.
”Master, sorry for the wait… Oh, were you in the middle of a session?” Sayaka asked.
”Wait, aren’t there other students on this floor?” Karen asked, blunt as ever. “You don’t care if they see you?”
”Ah… I…” Sanae stammered.
Sanae’s body gave a violent twitch at Karen’s words. At that exact moment, a thick glob of her honeyed slick dripped from her crotch and splashed onto the floor.
”Kukuku, my bad. It seems Sanae’s gone into heat. Give us a few minutes,” I told them.
I gave a wry smile to Sayaka and a wink to a smirking Sheena before scooping Sanae up and carrying her into the Magic Tent ⁷.
I threw her onto the sofa, forcing her onto her hands and knees with her ass thrust high. I slid the crotch-zip of her armor down, baring her folds to the air. They were already blooming, her slit pulsing like the mouth of a gasping fish, weeping sweet fluid.
Can you believe it? I hadn’t even funneled any Mana into her Crotch Sigil ⁸ yet, and she was already like this.
”Well, well. You’re absolutely drenched. Did the thought of all those men watching you suck me off really turn you on that much?”
”Ah… ugh… no… it didn’t…” Sanae whispered.
”Your mouth says ‘no,’ but look at this… you’re a soaking mess. You little pervert.”
”Ngh… I-I’m not… haaa… P-please, Yakumo, just put it in… I don’t care anymore… Call me a pervert, just hurry!” she begged.
”Kukuku, that’s more like it. That’s my s*x slave.”
I sneered at her, watching her body tremble with a mix of shame and arousal. I grabbed her by the hips and drove my meat pole home in one heavy thrust.
”Nnaaaaaah! It’s there! Ah, it-it feels so good!”
”Next time, I’m doing this outside,” I whispered in her ear, my hips slamming against her rear as she arched her back, her arms locking out against the sofa. “I’ll let everyone watch. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
”Nhi! A-aaaah! N-no… Nooo… I’m c**ming… I’m-I’m c**ming right now!”
Her internals clamped down with a desperate, crushing intensity. Sanae’s body went rigid, twitching uncontrollably as she collapsed face-down onto the cushions.
”Wow. You came just from thinking about being watched? You really are a nympho, aren’t you?”
”Ah… no… don’t say it…”
She shook her head weakly, but her body was still bucking against me, begging for more. I looked down at her, a twisted grin on my face, and resumed the rhythm. The wet, rhythmic sound of our bodies colliding filled the tent.
”Ah, ah, ugh… yes… so good… Yakumo’s c**k… ah, god, yes… more, ah, give me more!”
Kukuku, to think she’d lose it this completely. Maybe I really should let a crowd of men have a look while I take her.
Then again, showing off her breasts and her p**sy to other guys… I don’t know. I guess I’ve got a possessive streak when it comes to girls who were virgins. It was the same with my past women. Maybe it’s because I’m the only man she’s ever known.
If she’d been experienced, I wouldn’t mind a gangbang or a swap with my buddies, but this is different. It’s not that I’m obsessed with virgins-honestly, I usually prefer women who know their way around a bed.
Anyway, time to finish. Sayaka and the others are waiting.
I toggled into my finishing state and leaned over her, sliding her bikini top down to expose her breasts. I kneaded them roughly with both hands, my pace turning frantic.
”Ah, my chest… no… my n**ipss… I’m gonna go… I’m going again…!”
”I’m right behind you. I’m dumping it all inside-make sure your womb catches every drop, got it?”
”Ah, ah, give it to me! Give me all of Yakumo’s seed! I love you! I love you, Yakumo! Fill me up with your cream!”
The moment she screamed it out, I hit my limit. I pinched her n**ipss hard and drove myself as deep as I could go, unloading everything right against her cervix.
”Ugh, here it comes!”
Heat pulsed deep inside her as I released my load in heavy, desperate surges.
”Ah-it’s-it’s hitting… ah, I’m c**ming… I’M CUMMIIIIING!”
As my seed flooded her womb, Sanae was forced into a secondary, violent climax. Her walls were tighter than I’d ever felt them, grinding against my glans as I squeezed out the last few pulses.
”Phew… That was great, Sanae. We’re definitely doing more outdoor exposure,” I said.
I pulled out, watching the way her entrance hung open for a second before starting to leak.
”Ah… haa… haa… Nooo… I don’t want anyone but Yakumo… to see me,” she panted.
”I see, I see. Such a good girl,” I replied.
Well, if she’s that insistent on being mine and mine alone, I guess I’ll have to get creative. I remembered seeing a high-end concealment magic item for sale. I’d ignored it because it was overpriced and useless for dungeon crawling, but if it lets me see Sanae this broken without actually sharing the view… maybe it’s worth the investment.
I stood there, watching her slumped over the sofa, her breath ragged as a thick, white slurry globbed out of her and hit the floor with a wet sound. Yeah. Definitely worth the purchase.
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Summary:
Yakumo trains the inexperienced Sanae and Karen on the dungeon’s 4th floor. After a successful but gruesome Kobold kill, the group takes a break in a Magic Tent. Sanae exits early to vent her frustrations about her lack of skill, leading to a risky s*xual encounter with Yakumo in the corridor just as other testers approach.
Yakumo and Sanae are caught in a compromising position by a group of male guardsmen on the fourth floor of a dungeon. After the intruders flee in shock, Yakumo takes Sanae into a magic tent to continue their s*xual encounter. He exploits her shame of being seen to induce a powerful climax and decides to purchase a concealment item for future public plays.
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Trivia:
- Karen has a hunting background but is overwhelmed by the ‘sentient malice’ of monsters.
- Kobolds change their movement to zig-zags once they identify long-range threats.
- Yakumo intentionally trains them to build ‘gore tolerance’.
- The Training Facility allows others to observe dungeon activities, which is how Sanae knew about Yakumo’s s*xual habits.
- Yakumo is covering Sanae’s ears to prevent her from hearing the approaching testers and stopping.
- The guardsmen were leather-clad over uniforms.
- Sanae is actually a high-ranking official (Sub-Captain).
- Yakumo mentions a specific possessiveness toward women who were virgins before him.
- The term ‘Crotch Sigil’ is a magical mark that hasn’t even been activated yet in this scene
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Character Insight:
Sanae shows a strong desire to be useful and not a ‘burden,’ reflecting her martial arts background. Yakumo displays a calculated ruthlessness in training but maintains a dominant, opportunistic protective streak over his harem members’ privacy.
Sanae shows signs of ‘exposure’ arousal, where the trauma of being seen by her subordinates translates into intensified s*xual response. Yakumo exhibits a classic ‘Ore-sama’ dark fantasy protagonist trait: extreme territoriality combined with a desire to psychologically break his partner.
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Behind the Scenes:
The scene highlights the contrast between the brutal reality of dungeon ‘testing’ and the casual, often crude behavior of the testers themselves (as seen in the bet between the two approaching men).
This chapter utilizes the ‘Public Exposure’ trope common in R-18 Seinen fantasy novels to pivot from dungeon exploration to erotic development.
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TL Notes:
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.
• Sana – Black ponytail, hooded/sharp eyes, kyudo practitioner, average height.
• Karen – An international student from America who often runs to school late with bread in her mouth. Considered a ‘main target’ by the protagonist. Voice acting major, huge breasts, same height as Sana.
• Sanae – She struggles with the sexual training and often shows frustration. Vice-captain of the Archery Club. Described as tall with a model-like build and sharp features. She has approximately C-cup breasts and is ranked as a 1st Rank Slave. She is Sayaka’s best friend. Black ponytail, hooded/sharp eyes, kyudo practitioner, average height.
• 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.
• Sheena – Beastman Soul-less Doll with rabbit ears and a large chest. Flawless face, approx 165cm height, F or G cup, narrow waist, large hips, and a fluffy tail longer than a rabbit’s. Now, her ego is back.
• Saizou – A newly summoned Goblin. Intelligent with a small horn on his forehead and jagged teeth. Wears ninja-style clothing (shinobifuku) and uses poison daggers/knives.
• Rock – A male Kobold summoned from a Magic Sealing Crystal. He has grey fur, round eyes, and a face resembling a Shiba Inu. He wears a leather jacket and a pilot’s cap
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