Chapter 169 Remia Again
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
…… Tester Life Day 65, Evening, My Room, Sanada Yakumo……
”Alright, I’ll go buy her then. You guys wait here for about an hour. I’ll talk to Remia, and Leticia needs to prepare.”
Having finalized the arrangements for Leticia’s arrival, I addressed the group. The preparations had taken longer than expected—mostly because I’d attacked Sayaka and the others during the move. This time, we’d rearranged the rooms in the 3SLDK layout. Karen and Leticia would share one room, Sheena and Sanae another. Sayaka would take my room, and I’d relocated to my private quarters in the Magic Tent.
”I’ll take the solo room,” I’d told them, settling the matter. My original room was only used for s*x anyway. Plus, I had the least personal belongings—just clothes and adult toys. No point in hauling that around.
”You’re the easiest to move,” I’d joked, and now here I was, in the Magic Tent’s room.
”Yeah! I’ll wait,” Sayaka replied, smiling. “I’m really looking forward to seeing Leticia again!”
”I hope she’s doing well,” Sanae added, frowning slightly. “I just hope she’s not crying again.”
”I’m sure she’s fine,” Karen chimed in. “We sent her lots of her favorite snacks and drawing tools.”
”By now, she’s probably sharing them with everyone and being fawned over!”
”I hope so,” I muttered, heading out.
As I made my way to the service room, I overheard the girls chatting cheerfully. They were reminiscing about their time at the Training Facility—or at least, that’s what I’d call it.
Smirking, I entered the service room, activated the Magic Circle, and opened the Slave Purchase catalog.
A screen filled with slave listings appeared. At the top left was Sayaka’s photo, grayed out with ‘Sold’ stamped across it. About a dozen others, including Sanae and Karen, were in the same state. You couldn’t view sold slaves’ details.
Skimming through, I noticed more attractive 5th and 4th Rank slaves. Probably because they’d been sending cosmetics. Even Wakui-sensei wore makeup now and looked stunning. Arisawa-sensei kept it light but was still gorgeous.
”Whoa, I shouldn’t look any further,” I murmured. “I might want more.”
I returned to the 1st Rank slaves and tapped Leticia’s photo. Her details appeared:
**Leticia de Richard, 13 years old**
Height: 148cm, B82・W55・H75, D Cup, Virgin
Sexual Skills: A, Lewdness: B, Obedience: S
”Her chest is huge,” I remarked. “She’s like a fairy.”
I’d heard she was half French and Russian, but silver hair was rare. Maybe she had Nordic ancestry.
”Hmm, she’s doable,” I thought. Compared to Aria, she had a more feminine figure. I was worried my size might be too much for her, but there was always Potion.
I tapped the purchase button.
A Magic Circle appeared, and Remia emerged, her voice high-pitched. “Yakumo, you’re the best! I love you!” She rushed over, her lips pressing against mine.
”Whoa, cut it out!” I stammered, pushing her away. “You’re leaking—control yourself!”
Her aphrodisiac magic was activated, and I was already half-aroused.
”Come on, break your limits!” she pouted. “Just seeing you makes me so wet!”
”Ugh, I’m still C Rank,” I groaned. “I might not even reach C+.”
Finally, she let go, and I sighed in relief.
”That’s fine,” she said, grinning. “We’ve analyzed you’ll hit B+. You’re almost at C+.”
”Really?”
”Yeah, once your body changes, we’ll see how far you go.”
”Body changes? Physical abilities?”
I knew there were differences, but this seemed significant.
”Hehe… you’ll see,” Remia teased.
”What’s with that smile?” I asked. “Is there some weird ability coming?”
”You’ll find out when you Rank Up,” she said. “Probably by the 14th floor—no choice but to rise.”
”Is the 14th floor that tough?”
”Yeah. Not a place for a single party. But I think you’ll manage.”
”Don’t set up such a tough floor,” I grumbled. “If it’s for six, make the difficulty match.”
Settlements were brutal—15 Orcs and 6 Wolves? Not a six-person challenge.
”The development team said the 12th floor is easy with magic,” Remia replied.
”Wait, they’re creating the dungeon?”
”Yeah. Limited resources, so it’s tough for them.”
”So, The Queen isn’t involved?”
”Her subordinate is in charge.”
”Is that subordinate referencing Japanese media?”
”Hahaha! You figured it out? Yeah, Emma’s obsessed with manga. She’s been playing games nonstop.”
”Figured,” I said. “With Goblin Ninjas, it’s obvious.”
”New species will keep appearing,” Remia continued. “Pseudo-lifeforms—they can create as many as they want.”
”I’d make tentacle monsters,” I grinned.
”Emma’s having fun,” Remia said. “But her team’s struggling.”
”Yeah, I bet,” I replied. “By the way, does DP give better evaluations?”
”Yeah! Testers using DP get higher evaluations. It saves resources.”
”I see,” I nodded.
”Thanks for the gift system,” I added.
”It’s popular,” Remia smiled. “My evaluation went up, thanks to you.”
”That’s good,” I said. “Is it being used a lot?”
”Quite a bit,” she replied. “The ones who didn’t receive anything are training harder. Lots of turnover now.”
”Cosmetics make a difference,” I smirked.
”Yeah,” Remia agreed. “This lipstick is my favorite.”
”No wonder you look prettier,” I teased, stroking her hip.
”Stop it!” she laughed, slapping my hand away. “You’re smooth.”
”Just facts,” I grinned. “Speaking of which, was the Wall-Butt restriction for balance?”
”Yeah, planned,” Remia shrugged. “The girl in charge is complaining, but casualties will quiet her down.”
”Hm? So when the body count rises, Lady Wall-Butt finally settles down?” I asked. “Hey, hold on. I hope I’m wrong about this, but… do we turn into **Soul-less Dolls**¹ when we die?”
”Nfufu. Of course,” Remia replied. “It’s such a waste to let a perfectly good corpse go unused, don’t you think?”
”Are you serious? Even the men?”
I’d assumed it was only the women from the other world, but to think men were being turned into those husks, too. On second thought, it made sense. Since the number of Incubi² was so low, Succubus Management probably needed male Dolls for s*xual technique training and general “disposal.” From what I’d seen, the Succubus Management didn’t exactly seem to be on friendly terms with the other demon tribes, anyway.
That meant Noda, Arashiyama, and the rest were likely being turned into Soul-less Dolls right about now, getting milked dry by the staff every single day. I didn’t give a damn about Noda, but the idea of Arashiyama’s group actually enjoying themselves didn’t sit right-even if they were mindless puppets who were basically dead.
”Remia,” I said after a pause. “Does the ego ever come back for the male Dolls?”
Sex… that probably wouldn’t do it. Men don’t produce fertilized eggs.
”The men never come back,” Remia answered.
”Right. So it’s a ‘women only’ miracle.”
”Exactly. Women are the vessels for life, after all,” Remia said, leaning in. “So, don’t you go dying on me, Yakumo. There’d be such a scramble for your body that it would turn into a total disaster. Of course, if it comes to that, I’ll be jumping into the fray to claim you, too.”
”Hahaha… I’d much rather get that kind of attention while I’m still breathing.”
Though I’d probably die a different way if that happened.
”Ahaha! I’d much rather have my way with a living Yakumo, too, so let’s hope for that,” she teased.
”I’ll try to live up to the expectation. But I see… if the Wall-Butt restrictions were set from the start, that means there’s some kind of conquest schedule in place, isn’t there?”
”Well, yeah. This is a test, after all. The end is already decided,” Remia said.
”And I’m guessing you won’t tell me when that end is, even if I ask?”
”Fufufu. You know I can’t. But at the rate you’re going, Yakumo, I think you’ll be just fine.”
”Good to know. Though if I slack off, I’ll probably be disqualified. No point in getting c**ky; I’ll just keep focused on the conquest.”
”Fufu. You really ‘get it,’ don’t you?”
”I was raised on the battlefield,” I muttered. “I’ve been told ‘nothing personal’ more times than I can count. I won’t get complacent.”
”Ahahaha! You really do understand how demons think. Keep that mindset and you’ll be okay. Personally, I like you, but I can’t go against my orders. I never know when I might have to set a trap for you.”
”Scary thought. I’ll make sure not to leave any openings.”
”Oh, come on! At least look a little sad about it!”
”Haha, sorry, sorry. I’ve always been a bit tone-deaf when it comes to a woman’s heart.”
Usually, she carried herself with the air of a mature woman, but seeing her pout like a young girl made me laugh. Even for a demon, she wasn’t all that different from a human woman in moments like this.
Actually, I might as well try my luck and ask about that.
”One more thing,” I said. “Is there a drug that can wipe memories? I’m not looking to misuse it, but the way the Soul-less Dolls are treated is pretty grim. If they ever regain their senses and remember all that… it’ll be a nightmare.”
”Heh. You’re actually worried about the Dolls? Well, you are the same race, so I guess I get it,” Remia noted. “Yeah, we have an item called the **Oblivion Serum**³. It’s a staple for espionage. Succubus Management has been brewing it for ages.”
”Could you put it in the Shop lineup for me?”
”I don’t see why not. We have one-hour doses, but that sounds like it’s asking for abuse. If you’re using it for the Dolls, I’ll stock the version with one-month effects.”
”That’ll work. Thanks.”
They even have one-hour versions? I thought. As expected of the tribe that handled intel during the human-demon war. Sheena had mentioned that the humans were constantly toyed with by Succubus Management back then. They could even shapeshift into humans; there was never any way for the human race to win against that.
In any case, this would save the Dolls. Even if they regained their egos after being used as playthings for a gang-rape, their minds wouldn’t have to break.
I didn’t really give a damn what happened to some random women, but I’d seen the way Sheena looked at them. She was always stoic, so I didn’t know what she was truly thinking, but if she was projecting her own past onto them, this serum would make her life a hell of a lot easier. She’d be happy about it.
I’m the type who keeps his prizes well-fed, after all.
We spent the rest of the time chatting about trivial things-how much the **Time-Loops**⁴ wore on the nerves, and how the **Magic Tent**⁵ was a literal lifesaver. Apparently, the tents were a human invention, but they were a hit even among humanoid demons. The military even used them.
The ones the army used were probably the 5th Rank Magic Tents. Those went for 200,000 DP⁶ despite just being a studio with a toilet, kitchen, and a cramped bath. You could probably cram twenty people into one of those if you used bunk beds.
I tried to slide in a few more probing questions during the small talk, but Remia was a pro. She parried every single one of them. My conversational skills-the product of an elementary school dropout with zero social standing-were no match for a Succubus Management agent trained in the arts of deception.
I’d hoped Coach Sayama might be able to charm some info out of someone, given his university background… but fat chance. That guy was so busy drowning in self-loathing over his own Soul-less Doll that he’d never even buy a slave. And if he didn’t buy a slave, he’d never get to talk to a Guide. Useless.
I kept up the idle chatter while rubbing Remia’s backside until Leticia was finally ready. I headed into the living room to meet her.
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Summary:
Yakumo prepares to welcome Leticia by rearranging living quarters and purchasing her via the Slave Purchase system. He interacts with Remia, who teases him about his rank progression and the dungeon’s development.
Yakumo learns that both men and women are turned into ‘Soul-less Dolls’ upon death in this world. Concerned for Sheena’s mental state regarding the treatment of these dolls, he convinces Remia to add a memory-erasing drug to the shop. The chapter concludes with idle banter about world-building items like Magic Tents before Leticia appears.
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Trivia:
- Yakumo’s original room is only used for s*x.
- Remia’s aphrodisiac magic is activated upon seeing Yakumo.
- The development team creates dungeon floors and gimmicks with limited resources.
- Emma, the subordinate, is obsessed with Japanese manga and games.
- The gender ratio of demons favors females, necessitating male dolls for training.
- Succubus Management has a history of espionage and human-mimicry.
- Yakumo is an elementary school dropout, affecting his confidence in intellectual ‘battles’.
- Soul-less Dolls can potentially regain their ego, but only females
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Character Insight:
Yakumo demonstrates a possessive form of empathy; he doesn’t care for strangers but acts to protect Sheena’s emotional stability. Remia shows a duality between a ruthless demon agent and a playful woman who genuinely likes Yakumo.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘Oblivion Serum’ is a classic narrative tool to mitigate the darker ‘grimdark’ elements of the series for the female leads.
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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.
• Leticia – French exchange student, animation major 1st year, silver hair, small stature, slim, large breasts, 13 years old.
• Remia – A cheerful and mischievous succubus with long purple hair and a massive breasts reaching ‘explosive’ levels. Acts as a guide and explains slave systems. Knows Sanada by reputation. Rank B Mana Capacity. Intelligent and persuasive.
• 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.
• 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.
• Arisawa – Female sensei. She’s a former Olympic silver medalist for volleyball. She’s gorgeous, and her physique is top-tier.
• Wakui – The female counselor. Has healing type vibe but curvy and big breasted.
• Aria – The mesugaki succubus with pink hair.
• Noda – Vice-captain of the Baseball Club party. Catcher and tank.
• Sayama – Baseball club coach in his thirties, former professional pitcher with a history of injuries. Pragmatic and anxious about his family and career stability.
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