Dungeon And Slave: The Lustful and Violent Slave Harem of the Guard and Students Chosen as Testers for the Succubus Dungeon - Chapter 22: Rest Day
Chapter 22: Rest Day
Tester Life Day 7, Test Dungeon First Floor, My Room, Yagumo Sanada
When I wake up, the faintly glowing ceiling rocks come into view.
Glancing at the clock, it’s past 10 a.m.
Yesterday, I enjoyed myself too much and fell asleep around midnight, so I must’ve slept for about 10 hours.
Maybe I was more tired than I thought.
With my mana increased, I didn’t feel physical fatigue, but mentally, I must’ve been worn out. Taking today off was probably the right call.
Still, last night felt amazing. I ended up letting the noble succubus drain me four times, but I managed to last over five minutes by the end.
She seemed to enjoy it too, and I think I put up a good fight against that ferocious masterpiece. I’m still frustrated I couldn’t make her cum inside, though. Well, I’ll get my chance for revenge someday.
After the noble succubus, two young, less experienced succubi followed, which was a relief.
Their vaginal folds were close to a masterpiece, but about as intense as the masochist succubus, so I could take my time enjoying them.
I finished with two loads for the second one, and the last one seemed submissive, so I used clothespins on her, which she loved.
Spanking her buttocks and teasing her with clothespins in front of the display while verbally taunting her was fun, but I only managed one load.
Still, seven loads total calmed my urges, so no issues there.
After that, I showered, washed my guard uniform jacket, and went to bed in high spirits.
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Recalling last night, I give a wry smile to my morning wood, standing proud as ever.
“Energetic as always this morning, huh?”
For today, I’ll maintain my equipment, check the shop for anything good, and call some wall butt succubi to have fun.
Getting out of bed, I do my morning mana measurement before showering, but it’s still E-rank.
“Almost there, huh?”
If I keep defeating kobolds, which are higher rank than horn rabbits, I should rank up soon.
Thinking that, I head to the shower room, wash my face, brush my teeth, buy a breakfast set, and devour a sandwich.
Afterward, I maintain my weapons and browse the shop. I find manga for sale and end up buying a ton to binge-read.
They’re probably copies of stuff from the animation department’s reference room. At 50 DP per book, I buy dungeon-themed manga I haven’t read yet, partly for study.
They’re surprisingly fun.
It’s about a world with a dungeon at a school, where troubled students are gathered, and leveling up makes both guys and girls horny. The erotic scenes are tame, not enough to get me hard, but the setting’s so similar to my situation that I got immersed.
The protagonist’s a hard-to-read guy with a thunder god job, super strong, and he builds a harem with every girl he meets. It got me pumped, thinking I’d do the same if I had a harem.
Before I know it, I’ve bought and read over 10 volumes, and I don’t call a wall butt until evening.
The first to appear is the noble succubus. It’s common for the same girl to show up two days in a row, but facing that ferocious pussy first makes my face twitch.
Still, running away won’t let me satisfy her.
So, I start by thoroughly caressing her breasts and pussy to make her cum, then dive into the rematch.
She drains me three times in 20 minutes.
I lasted longer than yesterday, but I still couldn’t make her cum inside.
Frustrated by defeat, I called the second one, and the one who showed up was the tanned big sister succubus.
Grumbling inwardly that she’s here to crush my spirit, I thrust into her recklessly as she wags her tail, as if saying, “I’m better, so hurry up.”
As expected, I lose, getting drained three times, and she pats me with her tail like soothing a child.
Still not satisfied, I call a third, and it’s the quiet, middle school-looking loli I’ve been with before.
She used to be scared, but now she’s a lewd succubus who wiggles her hips eagerly. Well, that’s normal for a succubus. I finish with one load, and since my urges are sated, I buy a shoujo manga to show her through the display.
I wanted to see if succubi like Japanese manga.
Since they understand Japanese, I figured they could read, and sure enough, a magical girl manga strikes a chord with her.
Her tail wraps around my arm, begging for the next page, tickling my paternal instincts.
It’s a shame her time ran out while reading. Her tail and wings drooped as she vanished. Next time, I’ll let her finish reading before sex.
After that, I buy more manga, get lost reading, and fall asleep without realizing it.
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Tester Life Day 8, Test Dungeon First Floor, My Room, Yagumo Sanada
“Phew… slept great.”
The day after enjoying my rest.
Fully refreshed mentally and physically, I tidy up the manga scattered on my bed and head to the shower room.
Thinking back, I just read manga all day yesterday, reminding me of my NEET days, and I give a wry smile.
After brushing my teeth and eating breakfast, I put on my washed and dried guard uniform and leather armor.
Fully equipped, I sling a large hiking backpack over my shoulder.
“Alright, time to start earning again.”
With that mindset, I open the door and leave My Room.
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At the Great Plaza, as usual, people are washing their faces around the fountain, filling water tanks, or gathering with weapons and shields for meetings.
The teachers are still trying to persuade the shut-in group.
Initial DP must be running low by now. Those eating three meals a day probably only have enough for a discounted weapon.
Even frugal ones have three or four days left at most. Spending DP on a weapon would be game over. The students must know that.
Still, they won’t move until they’re truly desperate. That’s why they’re still holed up.
Ignoring the teachers and coaches desperately persuading students, I step into the dungeon.
I enter the side tunnel with the transfer room, open the stone automatic door, and step inside.
Standing on the transfer circle, the numbers ‘2’ and ‘3’ suddenly flash in my mind.
“This means I can choose my destination, right?”
Since the numbers match the floors I’ve reached, I understand immediately. The manga I read yesterday had a similar dungeon setup.
I mentally select ‘2.’
The magic circle under my feet glows, and in an instant, the scenery changes to a wall with many small holes.
No mistake—this is the 2nd floor.
I step off the circle, then back on.
This time, ‘1’ and ‘3’ appear in my mind.
“I see.”
I can return to the 1st floor or go to other floors.
It’s convenient for leveling up new or lower-level party members on suitable floors. Doesn’t matter to a solo like me, though.
Confirming the transfer circle’s new use, I select ‘3’ and teleport to the 3rd floor.





































