Dungeon And Slave: The Lustful and Violent Slave Harem of the Guard and Students Chosen as Testers for the Succubus Dungeon

Chapter 57: Dreams and a Day Off

Tester Life, Day 20, My Room, Sanada Yagumo

A grand, luxurious hall big enough for a dance party.

At its center, a table overflows with meats, unfamiliar vegetables and fruits, soups, and breads, captivating my attention.

Despite all this food, only Freyja, in a blue dress, and I sit at the table.

“Succubi have low combat strength.”

As I ponder what to eat first, Freyja, sitting beside me, says something unexpected.

“Why’s that? Regular succubi have B-rank mana, you’re B+, right? Upper-class succubi hit A or A+, I heard. That’s weak? You’re joking.”

“Yes, if you measure by mana alone. But succubi are a mana-specialized race, not physically strong, and our racial magic—charm, lust induction, illusion—isn’t great for combat.”

“Got it, all tricky stuff.”

“Yes. Incubi, though, have high physical ability and can use those tricks too.”

“You said they’re rare.”

“Yes, the gender ratio is 1:100.”

“That’s… I’d get in trouble for saying I’m jealous, huh?”

“Hehe, men would think so. That’s why we can’t let incubi fight, even if they’re capable. I heard they weren’t used in the last invasion either.”

“So, treated like breeding studs?”

“Can’t deny that, but they’re treated like upper-class succubi. That causes some to get cocky.”

“Guess that’s unavoidable.”

“Yes, but we’d tolerate it if their ability matched. Problem is…”

“They’re weak?”

“Yes, since the last Incubus King died of old age, newborn incubi have lower and lower mana.”

“Oh? How low?”

“Same as me or less.”

“That’s… tough for upper-class succubi breeding, huh? If their mana’s lower, don’t they fall under your lust spells?”

“Incubi’s stamina handles that fine. The issue is lower-rank seed makes pregnancy harder.”

“Got it, so fewer incubi.”

“Yes, fewer upper-class succubi and lower odds of a King being born.”

“A species survival crisis.”

“Exactly. That’s why I have high hopes for you, Yakumo-san.”

“Huh? I’m not involved. It’s an incubus-succubus issue.”

“Hehe, get stronger fast. I think your growth limit matches the human hero who troubled us demons in the last invasion.”

“Hah, me, a hero? Funny joke. I do plan to get stronger, though—got women I still want.”

“Am I one of them?”

“Of course.”

“Hehe, I’m glad.”

Freyja kisses me and reaches for my crotch.

She pulls out my cock, her noble face turning sultry, like a whore, and takes it in her mouth.

Her blowjob feels amazing, like she has two tongues…

Wait, two?

The sensation on my cock rapidly pulls my consciousness awake.

Oh, it was a dream.

I realize I’m in bed, not a chair, confirming it was a dream.

But the pleasure from my crotch keeps coming.

Opening my eyes, I see a naked beautiful girl and woman licking my cock—Sayaka and Sheena.

As my mind clears, I notice my cock’s on the verge of bursting.

They’ve been at it for a while.

“Guh, cumming.”

Sheena’s blowjob, improved from last night, and their teamwork push me to cum quickly.

Sheena takes it in her mouth, semen dripping from the corners as she swallows each spurt.

Sayaka kneads my balls, like she’s urging every drop out.

As the ejaculation subsides, Sheena slowly pulls off, squeezing, and sucks the tip with her lips.

When Sheena sits up, Sayaka scoops the dripping semen with her finger and licks it.

“Mmm, delicious. Good morning, Master.”

“Morning. That was extra good today.”

Sayaka licks the semen eagerly, and Sheena starts a cleanup blowjob. My cock twitches, but it’s a rest day, so I calm it down.

Watching Sheena’s expressionless licking, I recall the dream.

Freyja showed up again. Lately, she’s been in my dreams a lot.

Is she casting some spell? Succubi are dream demons, after all.

This time, it felt like an important talk. Incubi are rare, and she had expectations for me. Why me? I can’t remember. Maybe just a dream.

Sheena finishes the cleanup, and I get out of bed, kiss them lightly, and shower.

I notice Sheena’s Lust Tattoo is darker than yesterday.

Last night, after my first time with Sheena, I did mating presses with Sayaka, lined up their asses for a taste test, had Sheena ride me, and got another double titjob.

I had Sayaka ride me while I made Sheena straddle my face for cunnilingus.

In the end, Sayaka was exhausted, and Sheena, new to it, couldn’t move, so I put them to bed, went to the living room, and called Wall Butt.

I went 14 rounds with Freyja, Lili, and the brat, then slept.

Impressive output. Freyja said in the dream that incubi have insane stamina, didn’t she?

No, no way.

“Master, please don’t move.”

“S-Sorry.”

A bad thought makes me shake my head, earning a scolding from Sayaka, who’s brushing my teeth.

Sheena stares at our exchange from the side.

Please don’t look—it’s embarrassing.

After showering and brushing, I change into loungewear and head to the living room.

While they dry their hair, I open the shop to buy breakfast sets.

The breakfast set’s price has risen from 100 DP to 150 DP.

“As expected.”

Seeing the price, I sigh lightly, confirming my prediction.

It started at 50 DP, rose to 100 DP after 10 days, and now, on day 20, it’s 150 DP.

Lunch sets went from 120 DP to 180 DP, dinner sets from 200 DP to 300 DP.

The only upside is it’s not doubling—it’s the initial price added each time.

Breakfast sets increase by 50 DP every 10 days, lunch by 60 DP, dinner by 100 DP, maybe.

Three meals jump by 210 DP every 10 days—2,100 yen. Insane inflation.

“But this’ll increase Oida’s collection demands. Or people won’t pay.”

Daily food costs rose from 420 DP to 630 DP. Even with fewer people fighting Horn Rabbits on the 1st floor, a six-person party maxes at 700 DP per person. On the 2nd floor, maybe 1,000–1,200 DP.

Oida’s group will likely raise stone collection from one to two. 1st-floor fighters will resist hard.

Those still on the 1st floor, even eating only breakfast sets, can’t afford Wall Butt. They’ll skip a meal or use Wall Butt every other day.

Doubling stone collection from students in that state will spark backlash.

Plus, Oida’s group has embezzlement suspicions.

“Gonna get messy.”

Oida’s group might abandon the shut-ins in the worst way.

I warned them to ditch them early, but they’re idiots. I mutter to myself, setting the bought breakfast on the table.

※

“I did it! First place! That was close!”

“Got hit by a banana on the last curve, huh? No way to dodge that timing. Thought I’d overtake you.”

I put down the controller, smiling lightly at Sayaka, who clutches her chest in relief.

“Hehe, I was trained by a mean older sister.”

“Hah, I wouldn’t want to play this game with your sister.”

“She’s really good at sabotage games. Made me cry so many times as a kid.”

“It’s basic to do what annoys people in competitive games. I’m getting used to this, though—I’ll beat you soon.”

“Nfu, I don’t think Master will ever beat me.”

“Oh, not ‘can’t,’ huh?”

“Yes, I think you won’t.”

“We’ll see.”

She’s got me figured out. I once crushed a woman in a card game, and her mood soured. Ruining post-game sex over a game is too wasteful.

I’ll lose as much as needed for better service.

As I think this, a clatter comes from Sheena, sitting to my left.

Looking over, I see the controller has fallen on the table in front of her.

The screen shows her bunny character finishing second-to-last.

“…”

Sheena’s expressionless as always, but her lips seem slightly tense.

She’s surprisingly competitive.

“You’re from another world, Sheena. We’ve played these since we were kids, so we’re used to it. You’ll get better—your rank’s higher than before, right?”

Even I can’t lose to Sheena easily.

She hates dirty tactics, racing fair and square. That’s not how this game works.

“Yeah, Sheena-san. Let’s play a fighting game next.”

“Right, I’m better than Sayaka at those.”

“…(nod)”

We play a fighting game, and Sheena’s mood improves a bit. In a new hide-and-seek game we bought, she takes first by a mile, thrilled.

How do I know? Like Rock, her ears and tail twitch when she’s happy.

She’s great at hiding and seeking. Was she a scout in a knight order in her past life?

Pondering her past, we enjoy more games, then have lunch.

Sating my hunger, I move to sating my lust, fucking both in the living room.

After three rounds each, we head to the bathroom, where a double titjob-blowjob leaves them coated in semen.

After washing, we soak in the cramped tub together.