Volume 2 Chapter 16 Kasakura Asari*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I should briefly summarize what happened after the incident.
The students were only given a condensed version of the official report, but neither my group nor Komoda’s was willing to accept such a shallow explanation after everything we had gone through. We pushed for answers and, after enough complaints, managed to confirm some of the finer details.
First, there was no doubt that the “Free” group in our class had been the masterminds behind the incident.
After a thorough inspection of the Dungeon Generator, the technicians traced the tampering through remaining logs, user IDs, and configuration records. They never told me the exact details, but the evidence was apparently overwhelming. Once it was presented to them, the culprits quickly confessed.
Their motive was as petty as it was vicious.
They had been rejected by both our group and Komoda’s. After being turned away twice, they apparently decided to take revenge on us.
To carry it out, they disabled the emergency evacuation functions and raised the dungeon’s difficulty to its maximum setting. Their plan was to have us die in what looked like an unfortunate accident while we explored the dungeon without realizing anything was wrong. It was a horrifying idea. My life had genuinely been at risk, and I had not even known it was possible to disable the Escape Balls.
What I still do not understand is how they expected to avoid being caught afterward. Surely an inspection would have exposed the tampering.
According to the investigation, they had spent an entire month getting close to Mr. Horikoshi, a teacher responsible for equipment maintenance despite not being a sorcerer1. They had worked hard to earn his trust. Perhaps they thought they could silence him later if necessary.
Their intended targets were only my group and Komoda’s, but a mistake during the setup caused the altered settings to affect every group in the exercise. As a result, our entire class ended up in danger.
Although nobody died, many students suffered serious injuries.
Since the perpetrators were not affiliated with any group, there was no one willing to defend them. Their actions had been deliberate, calculated, and impossible to excuse. They were suspended indefinitely and eventually expelled at the end of the term under the official reason of poor academic performance.
Komoda, meanwhile, underwent an intense round of “re-education” from the Tsuyo-Mesu members of his group after attempting a counter-counterattack.
Even so, he had been in unusually high spirits lately. If anything, he looked happier than before. Maybe finally opening up about his kinks had helped him let go of something. Whenever I ran into him in the hallway, he was more talkative than ever. Judging from the subjects he brought up, he seemed to consider me a fellow deviant.
Maybe that pep talk had been a mistake.
”The people around us are having trouble figuring him out,” I said. “Nobody can tell whether the whole ‘kinky nature’ thing is an act because the Tsuyo-Mesu completely broke him, or whether he’s genuinely enjoying the re-education.”
Then again, if the Komoda I saw in the dungeon was the real one, he was tougher than any of the Tsuyo-Mesu in his group. He had held off two Unique Variants by himself while enduring Hanako-san’s mental attacks. The Tsuyo-Mesu members had already been unconscious by the time we broke into the room, and they had been fighting even longer than he had.
Or maybe that was only my assumption.
Only Komoda knew the truth.
Recently, the Tsuyo-Mesu in his group had even started “First-Pushing” him. Considering that the usual power balance placed Tsuyo-Mesu above Tsuyo-Osu, the situation was rare enough to attract attention across the school.
Komoda had once been limited to “wasted shots,” yet now he was apparently being treated like a human vibrato device.
Had he been promoted?
I honestly could not tell whether it was an improvement or a disaster.
Sorcerer kinks came in all varieties, after all. If a Tsuyo-Osu enjoyed being pushed to the brink, was there really anything wrong with that? Compared to him, my own preference for petite girls was not exactly normal either.
Still, I wished he would stop reporting his progress to me with such enthusiasm.
A little awareness of his surroundings would have been appreciated.
One month after the incident, we stood before a massive door on the fifteenth floor—the final floor of the Simulated Dungeon.
The design was completely different from every door we had seen before.
There was no doubt about it.
This was the boss room.
”Looks like this is the final destination,” I said.
”I suppose so, tee-hee!” Chifumi replied.
”That was a long haul,” Risa added.
”Minoru-sama, just a little further!” Asari chirped.
”Um… I-I’ll do my best!”
Influenced by Chifumi and the others, Asari had gradually started speaking up more.
It had been less than two months since she began dieting, yet her waist had already slimmed down until it was only slightly softer than Chifumi’s. Her facial features had changed noticeably as well. More than anything, though, her smile had become surprisingly cute.
She was capable enough to keep up with a dungeon of this difficulty despite her zero-limit condition, and she no longer felt like a burden during combat. While she still lacked confidence, that simply meant she valued harmony within the group.
Good things really did come to those who waited.
Then I caught myself.
This was hardly the time for that.
Meeting the expectant looks of my teammates, I nodded.
”Let’s go!”
Following my lead, everyone kicked the door open and rushed inside.
The moment we entered, smoke gathered at the center of the room before taking shape as three Apparitions: Hanako-san, an Anatomical Model, and a third figure I had never seen before.
It was a bald old man wearing a silk hat, a red cape, and nothing but boomerang briefs.
Chifumi’s father.
So that was the Red Mantle, the final boss of the dungeon.
Still…
Was he really satisfied with that appearance?
If he had the power to recreate himself, could he not have chosen something dignified? A phantom thief would have been far cooler.
Instead, he had a handsome face attached to a huge stomach.
To everyone else, he was probably some kind of “Sexy Chifumi’s Father.”
To me, he was just an eyesore.
Ignoring my confusion, the battle began.
As expected, Hanako-san opened with her signature scream.
I deliberately took the hit because preventing her berserk state was more important than avoiding the debuff. The heaviness settled over my body immediately, but Chifumi erased the effect with a mental enhancement spell before it could become a problem.
Hanako-san only used that scream at the start of a battle. I had never once seen her cast it a second time. It was essentially a newbie-killer technique, which meant experienced parties could neutralize her as long as they knew the trick.
After fighting her countless times in the training dungeon beneath Risa’s house, we had the strategy down perfectly.
Asari stopped the approaching Anatomical Model with defensive sorcery while Risa pinned it down with Magic Bullets and Yurina tore into it. Once its limbs had been scattered across the floor, Risa finished it off with a spread shot.
When multiple Apparitions appeared together, the model always had to die first.
We had learned that lesson long ago.
Meanwhile, Chifumi effortlessly neutralized the fireballs launched by Hanako-san’s normal state. Once the model was destroyed, Risa and Yurina moved in on the toilet itself and smashed it apart, causing Hanako-san to disappear as well.
While everyone else handled the familiar threats, I kept Red Mantle occupied.
Blood blades flew toward me in rapid succession. He deflected my attacks with his cape, attempted to wrap me in it whenever I got close, and relentlessly pressured me from every angle.
Whenever things became dangerous, I used Hinoki as a shield.
Hinoki’s natural defensive power was already absurdly high, and my support sorcery turned that durability into something close to an impenetrable wall.
Throughout the battle, Red Mantle repeated the same question in an emotionless voice.
”Would you prefer a red mantle? Or a blue mantle?”
I knew the original urban legend well enough to understand that answering would probably trigger some kind of special reaction. Whether it would be beneficial or disastrous was another matter entirely.
Not wanting to risk a tantrum, I bit my tongue and fought in silence.
The fact that I desperately wanted to answer was probably the Apparitions’ influence.
Once the others finished eliminating Hanako-san and the Anatomical Model, the fight became one-sided.
With support at my back, I unleashed my usual Shock Sorcery and blew Red Mantle’s bald head clean off.
A moment later, all three Apparitions vanished.
The door at the far end of the room slowly opened.
Beyond it stood a black, rippling wall.
The dungeon exit.
We exchanged high-fives before stepping through together.
Our group had become the first team to conquer this year’s Simulated Dungeon.
That evening, we celebrated our victory at the Tatemiya family estate.
Everyone gathered in the annex’s main hall alongside my family.
The group was nervous at first, but they gradually relaxed.
Chifumi and Risa quickly found themselves chatting with my mother. Chifumi had always been popular with my family, while Risa turned out to be surprisingly polite toward people she considered socially superior, which earned her a favorable first impression.
Yurina spent the entire time silently working through the food, focusing especially on the ohagi.
My younger sisters found her eating habits endlessly entertaining and kept handing her more. Yurina accepted every offering without changing expression and continued eating at her own pace.
Give it a rest, Yurina.
You are going to gain weight.
Did you already forget your vow to maintain that slender figure?
Meanwhile, Grandmother had cornered Asari.
Apparently, one of Grandmother’s old friends moved in the same social circles as Asari’s grandmother. Since Asari had once been one of my candidates for an Initial Strong-Female, there were already indirect connections between our families.
Sorcerer households were all linked through one network or another.
Perhaps this was simply another thread being tied together.
As I watched the scene from a comfortable distance, Grandmother noticed me and beckoned me over.
After excusing myself from my father and grandfather, I approached.
”What is it?”
”I heard something interesting,” Grandmother said. “Asari-chan still hasn’t been instructed.”
”Ah… yeah.”
”It is natural for a group to have a hierarchy, but leaving only one member out is unacceptable. If you are going to do it, do it properly.”
”Right… I suppose so.”
As Grandmother continued her lecture, I found myself wondering when she had gone from spoiling me endlessly to becoming my strictest critic.
”Well… I did not want to rush her…”
”That is no excuse!”
Then she turned toward Asari.
”Asari-chan, do you dislike Minoru?”
”N-No! Not at all! I mean… I am happy… or rather… it is something I have been hoping for…”
Her face turned bright red as she shrank in on herself.
Well, it was probably time to harvest the crops.
Shall we go clamming?
”Got it,” I said. “Asari, tomorrow. We’ll have our match. Is that okay?”
”Yes! Yes!!”
Asari nodded so enthusiastically that Grandmother could only laugh.
The following day, we met at the Guidance facility.
Naturally, I won.
Although Asari’s defensive sorcery was genuinely impressive, my Shock Sorcery had enough penetrating power to break through it. Since I did not want to hit her directly, I poured all my strength into shattering the barrier she was maintaining at full output, focusing entirely on breaking her defense rather than striking her body.
Frankly, Asari’s offensive game is pathetic. She does have a technique that uses two defensive barriers to crush an opponent between them, but it is so inefficient that it is only useful in very specific situations, such as forcing someone off a cliff. At that point, would she not be stronger just fighting hand-to-hand?
Once her defensive sorcery stopped being effective, she had no way to deal with me. I pressed a magic pistol against her head, and the match was over.
With the outcome decided, I dragged her into the Guidance Room, where Chifumi and the others were already waiting. Someday, every one of them would become my Majo, so it was important that they start getting along as early as possible.
As always, I began with a routine check. I had them line up so I could examine the results of their efforts and see how much progress they had made.
Asari stood out immediately. At just under one hundred eighty centimeters tall, she was quite tall for a girl, though I had never cared much about height. One of my childhood friends had been over one hundred eighty centimeters herself, so Asari still felt small compared to that.
Her figure had improved noticeably over the last two months. The excess weight around her stomach and limbs had dropped away, and the goal I originally set for her had been simple: I wanted the line of her stomach to sit behind the tips of her chest. Not only had she achieved that, she had surpassed it with room to spare. Even so, she still carried a little extra weight overall, so I intended to keep her on her current diet.
Despite meeting every target I gave her, I had not touched her. She had probably spent that time wondering whether I planned to throw her away, but that was never the case. I was simply waiting for her to become even more appealing. Discard her? Not a chance.
Her build remained large overall, which made her hips look substantial, but they were well balanced with the rest of her frame rather than standing out disproportionately.
The biggest change was her face. The softness around her cheeks and neck had faded, revealing features that had been hidden before. Normally, she wore silver-rimmed glasses and kept her hair in braids, giving her the look of a quiet librarian. Today, however, she had switched to contacts and styled her hair into a fresh semi-long cut. She had rushed to the salon the day before to make sure everything was perfect, and the result was even cuter than I had expected.
That imbalance between her narrow eyes and slightly thick eyebrows is intoxicating. I push her down onto the bed and steal a kiss.
”Nn.”
”Nnngh…” Asari moaned, her voice barely a whisper.
Asari sticks out her tongue, trying her best to be proactive. There’s something special about seeing a girl who is usually so reserved, working so hard to serve me.
When I place my hand on her chest:
”Nn!” she cried out.
She tenses up for a moment. The nervousness of a girl with no experience2. I gently knead her breasts while I ravage the inside of her mouth with my tongue.
Asari reaches for my crotch, awkwardly stroking my c**k. Coming from a lineage of sorcerers, she’s clearly been educated in these arts of service. Good, good.
When I move my hand to her crotch, it’s already a flood zone. I thought about merging with her right then and there, but to be safe, I decide to make her climax once first.
I spread her legs and stimulate her virgin opening and the surrounding area with my fingers. I whisper in her ear as she gasps.
”Ah, ah, ah, ah,” she breathed.
”Come on, Asari,” I whispered, keeping my voice low and steady. “It’s okay to c*m. Do it. Cum for my fingers.”
”Haaah!” she shrieked.
Asari climaxed while her hips bucked and her legs were spread wide. At the same time, liquid sprayed from between her legs. A squirt. That’s Asari’s spray.
Chifumi wiped my hand, which had become soaked, with a towel.
”H-ha, ah,” Asari whimpered.
Asari’s hips are still trembling. It’s time to taste that twitching p**sy.
I align my c**k with her entrance in the missionary position and slowly push my hips forward. My c**k is swallowed by her thick, slick walls. She must have been training; the penetration is smoother than I expected.
I bury my c**k deep inside and take a breath.
”Ha, ha, ha,” she gasped.
Asari is still breathing in short, spasmodic bursts. When I thrust deep:
”Haaah!” she wailed.
She cries out, and her muscles clench around me. I can feel goosebumps rise on the body beneath me, and she’s shaking like she’s having a seizure. Her toes curl tight. I can feel a trickle of liquid leaking from the gap between my c**k and her v**ina.
It’s not urine. She already sprayed, but because my c**k is stuffed inside and my hips are blocking the exit, it feels like she couldn’t release it properly.
Looking at her face, she doesn’t seem to be in pain, so I’ll let myself enjoy this to the fullest.
I pump my hips. Every time I pull out, a thick, syrupy liquid oozes from her p**sy. I’m starting to worry about her getting dehydrated. The space between us is slippery from our mixed fluids. While the initial friction of her first penetration has been mitigated, the combo of her thick walls and the intense clenching is devastating. My c**k is weeping tears of joy.
This is my fourth private hole. This one, too, is just as pleasurable as the others.
First, a bit of marking—I thrust into the deepest part of her and e**culate, pouring my sperm and mana inside.
”Uwah, aah!” Asari screamed.
Even though I’m pinning her down, her hips convulse.
”Ka…?” I prompted, watching her carefully.
”Ka?” she echoed, breathless.
”I’m… unlocking…!” Asari declared with heated eyes and a sweet, pleading voice.
I feel her gate open. Unlocking. That’s a second level of depth right there. I can observe Asari’s soul.
I tried to see if I could hit the Three-Limit, but I ran out of time. Asari’s gate closed. Well, I suppose that’s to be expected. It’s not easy to hit a Three-Limit right off the bat. I set my lock on her, and we finish for now.
As I pull out, white, cloudy fluid spills from her body.
After that, the other three joined in for an orgy. I e**culated three times, and all three times I finished inside Asari. Today is Asari’s day, so I made the others hold back.
Two hours later, we left the Guidance Room. Watching Asari walk home, struggling as she carries my sperm deep inside her belly, makes me feel even more strongly that this girl will definitely become my Majo in the future.
There’s still so much left to teach her.
I walked home, already imagining the fulfilling life ahead of us.
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Summary:
Minoru and his group deal with the aftermath of the dungeon incident, which resulted in the expulsion of the culprits and a forced “re-education” of Komoda. Following these events, Minoru’s team successfully clears the 15th floor of the Simulated Dungeon. The arc concludes with a celebratory family dinner where Minoru is pressured by his grandmother to advance his relationship with Asari.
The protagonist engages in a calculated dominance ritual with Asari in the Guidance Room, systematically breaking down her defenses both magically and physically. After putting Asari through a rigorous “training” and intimacy sequence that culminates in an “Unlocking” of her potential, he marks her as his own. The encounter ends with the other associates joining in, leaving Asari physically exhausted but firmly integrated into the protagonist’s future plans for his coven of Majo.
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Trivia:
The dungeon culprits spent a full month gaining the trust of a non-sorcerer teacher to carry out their sabotage.
Komoda is arguably stronger than his Tsuyo-Mesu teammates, as evidenced by his long duration holding out against boss-level threats.
Asari’s weight loss program has progressed enough in two months to visibly change her features and make her smile “incredibly cute.”
Red Mantle’s “red or blue” question is a direct reference to a well-known Japanese urban legend that triggers a response in the dungeon.
Asari’s defensive sorcery is explicitly described as “tough,” suggesting a high-level skill set despite her perceived combat weaknesses.
The “Guidance Room” appears to be a specialized, perhaps institutionalized setting for the protagonist’s training and intimacy activities.
The “Majo” (witch) label is a long-term goal for all the female associates in the protagonist’s circle.
”Unlocking” is a measurable supernatural phenomenon where the protagonist can observe a subject’s “soul.”
The protagonist has a specific preference for body composition, aiming for a stomach line that recedes past the tips of the breasts.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Komoda – The family name of Michinori.
• K – A student from East Middle who followed N to National High School out of care, successfully remaining pure through N’s protection until a misunderstanding involving Anonymous Student 0008 led to her capitulation.
• T – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has recruited K and N from East Middle into his group.
• A – A student from South Middle School described as an idol who has been recruited into R’s high school squad.
• B – A student originally from North Middle School who was added to S’s group.
• M – A first-year student at District 13 High School and the childhood friend of Anonymous Student 0006, described as an atavistic strong-female who looks plain but possesses significant power.
• S – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has taken B from North Middle into his squad.
• Horikoshi – A teacher at the school who handles equipment maintenance but is not a sorcerer and operating the dungeon generator who is currently being questioned by school administration regarding system anomalies.
• N – A student from East Middle with an eccentric personality who entered National High School due to complex family circumstances and used herself as leverage to negotiate a protective agreement for K.
• Hanako-san – Hanako, known as Hanako-san, is a translucent apparition within the simulated dungeon appearing as a young schoolgirl with a bob cut, wearing a white blouse and red skirt. She is a hostile entity that terrorizes intruders by launching lethal fireballs and disorienting mental-scream attacks.
• Hanako – Hanako, known as Hanako-san, is a translucent apparition within the simulated dungeon appearing as a young schoolgirl with a bob cut, wearing a white blouse and red skirt. She is a hostile entity that terrorizes intruders by launching lethal fireballs and disorienting mental-scream attacks.
• R – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has successfully built a squad and added multiple girls, including M and A, into his group.
• Chifumi – Minoru’s 15-year-old classmate and childhood friend is a scrawny, long-haired frost/water mage and elite witch. As his loyal secretary and scout, she balances a bubbly, cat-like charm with a sharp, witty, and observant nature. While devoted to Minoru and favored by his parents, she maintains a deceptive, airy tone to probe group secrets and remains deeply suspicious of Komoda’s dungeon actions.
• Risa – A sharp-tongued, long-haired gyaru student, she is an analytical combatant who wields magical rifles and pistols, often coordinating with Yurina. Though once a disruptive influence, she is now a pragmatically rational member of Minoru’s group. She balances a stern, confrontational attitude toward underperformers with submissive, devoted roleplay toward Minoru and a talent for Western cooking.
• Minoru – Reincarnated into a world with inverted beauty standards, this protagonist with black-hair and pragmatic dungeon administrator hides his identity as a shock-wielding Devil. A cold, analytical leader, he manages his party with detached dominance, evaluating subordinates like Yurina through strategic contracts and growth potential while favoring magic-based combat to ensure survival and control.
• Asari – A tall, spectacled sorcerer (formerly braided, now semi-long with contacts) in Minoru’s group, she specializes in defensive magic like Silicic Armor. Coming from a sorcery lineage, she is currently undergoing a strict diet and training regimen under Grandmother’s matchmaking-style instructions. Though naturally large-framed and prone to slouching, she is a vital protector for her party.
• Yurina – A refined, black-haired student in Minoru’s group, she balances high-precision sword skills with piano talent. Though a disciplined, energetic vanguard specializing in severing sorcery, she is prone to anxiety about her utility and struggles with a forced submissive role. Despite her slender figure, she often eats large amounts of ohagi and relies on the support of teammates like Chifumi and Risa.
• Yuri – A cheerful and energetic first-year student at Higashi High who is a classmate of Shibuya and an acquaintance of Kibe Yurina from their middle school days. A girl known for being aggressive toward Hayato and displaying overt favoritism.
• Hinoki – A centipede-type Great Apparition and ancient spirit bound to Minoru as his chibi familiar, tactical advisor, and defensive entity. Emerging from his shadow, they possesses powerful jaws, magic resistance, and the ability to reconfigure dungeons. Playful yet loyal, this high-defense guide provides critical insight into anomalous phenomena while seeking to restart their life cycle through their bond.
• Tatemiya – The family name of the protagonist (Minoru), and Kotoha.
• Grandmother – The matriarch of the Tatemiya house who dotes on Minoru.
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