“Mom, I can’t believe the dungeon is so close to our house. It’s like a secret hidden in plain sight.”
“Well, it’s surprisingly close to Dukehousehold. Rumors say it’s a labyrinth inside.
This particular spot holds significance for me. I once embarked on a thrilling adventure with my companions to hunt down a mythical creature called Hydra. It was quite the journey. Now, I find myself here again, accompanying Otis as his mother, to put his skills to the test.
The dungeon could be found just a brief stroll away from the dukehousehold, nestled within a thick forest. The entrance to the maze, which plunged into darkness, was concealed by a tangle of ivy, resembling a gaping green creature.
“This subterranean maze is known as the “Underground Labyrinth of Criminality. Isn’t it a fantastic title?”
“Yes, as the story goes, there is a legend about a teacher who had a conflict with one of his students. The student refused his romantic advances, and in response, he attempted to sexually assault her. As a consequence, he was expelled from the school. It is said that this teacher encountered the devil in pursuit of his immoral desires, and as a result, a dungeon was formed.”
The dungeon had been constructed for a rather peculiar purpose. Does sinful behavior, such as engaging in sexual relations, come into play?
The word “demon” not only sent chills down my spine, but it also sparked an exhilarating sense of anticipation within me. The uncertainties that had been lingering at the back of my mind suddenly surged forward, demanding answers. What is the true meaning of this word? What awaited us in the depths of the dungeon? The excitement running through my veins overshadowed any fear, and I couldn’t help but voice my inquiries.
“I thought this dungeon was hidden deeper in the forest. The road here was paved. Did a dungeon just materialize in the middle of town or something?”
“It’s strange. But I think…it’s probably the opposite, Otis-kun.”
“…opposite?”
The cobblestone street echoed beneath our footsteps as Otis and I strolled through the town. Otis seemed captivated by the meticulously painted store signs adorning each establishment.
“I think they added a town near the dungeon. Look at these signs! They’re like pieces of art. The craftsmanship is incredible.”
“Otis, take a look at this one.” Item Shop. “It’s where adventurers stock up on tools and equipment for their quests. You’ll find everything from potions to maps.”
“That’s cool. Imagine all the stories behind those potions and maps.”
We continued down the street, each store sign revealing a different facet of the town’s offerings, and Otis absorbed it all with a growing sense of wonder.
“Otis, this is the “inn.” Travelers stay here to rest and recharge before their next adventure. It’s like a haven for weary wanderers.”
“Looks cozy. And the sign says they have delicious food too. I bet it’s a favorite spot for both locals and travelers. We should stay here for the night after our dungoon exploration.”
“Church: Restoration is guaranteed if your body is clean!” That’s an interesting way to put it. There must be a place for healing and restoration for adventurers.”
“So, a sanctuary for the battle-worn. I guess cleanliness is next to godliness, even in the adventuring business.”
It was clear that each of these establishments catered to the specific needs and preferences of adventurers, providing them with everything they might need on their journeys.
“Dungeons appear randomly in this world, and due to their nature, they often hide treasures in the deepest parts.”
When that happens, adventurers come looking for it. In that case, if you make the dungeon a part of the town, it will be a good way to revitalize the town.”
“Are you telling me that even demons and monsters are being utilized for the betterment of humanity? This discovery is truly astonishing! Instead of being scared of the unknown, they have found a means to utilize its power and turn it into something positive. This level of innovation is truly remarkable!”
“Are you ready for this, Otis? Remember, this is your test to become an adventurer. Stay focused, be brave, and trust your instincts. Good luck, my dear.”
“Absolutely, Mother. I am ready for this thrilling journey. Let’s set sail on this expedition, evaluate my skills, and come back victorious to our humble abode.”
And so my first dungeon exploration began.
In a stone corridor, illuminated by torches lining the sides, a massive rodent stood, delicately gnawing on decaying meat. Abruptly, the creature became alert, sensing something in the distance, and emitted a piercing cry.
“Mana arrow!”
The creature couldn’t close its mouth in time as a blue arrow made from energy pierced it.
She was the woman with shiny crimson hair and a stern blindfold that concealed her eyes.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
“No, I am fine, mother.”
“It was only a low-level dungeon rat. That thing is weaker than a goblin, nothing to be happy about.”
Otis shrugged while the group walked.
“It’s your first time here, Otis. You might not know this, but this isn’t really the dungeon area that adventurers like us explore.”
Otis observed the hallway, which had ample space for a truck to pass through. They had traversed several similar corridors, leading him to believe that they were entering a labyrinthine dungeon. That’s why his eyes widened when he caught sight of a distant light. As the group emerged from the corridor, they found themselves in a vast expanse resembling a lush jungle forest.
“Welcome to the real dungeon; this is the first floor.”
Karen confidently declared, her hands resting on her hips. The expanse of the forest was truly immense, with even a celestial-like object resembling a sun overhead. Otis was at a loss for words; this was not what he had anticipated based on his readings. He had only known these dungeons to have floors or levels, envisioning them as intricate mazes with occasional larger rooms scattered throughout. However, what lay before them was a colossal chamber stretching several kilometers in width.
“This is the first level of the ‘Underground Labyrinth of Criminality;’ it’s called the Emerald Wilderness. This is the hunting ground for steel-ranked adventurers like me.”
“The levels continue all the way to the 10th; on that level, you have to beat the dungeon boss Hydra. You have to make an appointment with the guild and be lucky enough for no one else to steal it.”
“Steal it?”
As Otis entered the initial level of the dungeon, he inquired about the surroundings. The ground and grass beneath his feet felt familiar, resembling a genuine forest. However, there was a distinct peculiarity in the mana present here.
“Yes, the boss takes a whole week to respawn; some strong adventurer parties or guilds will hog the boss’s room for resources.”
“Oh, that makes sense.”
Otis responded, stating that it was likely a course of action he would take. In the context of games, it is common for bosses to drop valuable items or materials. By monopolizing those resources, one could potentially earn a significant amount of money. It is only natural for those in power to attempt to control and hoard the available resources.
“We must exercise caution as we navigate through this area. The slime and goblins present here exhibit peculiar behavior. It is necessary to be vigilant, as there is a risk of encountering harm. Rest assured, your mother is by your side to protect you.
However, our exploration will be limited to the first four floors. This will enable us to assess our capabilities and safely return home.”
“Yes, mother, I promise not to let you down.”
And shortly after, it was declared that there was once again a horde of goblins. On the previous occasion, it was his mother, Karen, who fearlessly eradicated them, but this time he would take on the task himself.
“I won’t let even a single one escape!”
“Gugya!?”
With a display of unwavering determination, he effortlessly dispatched the attacking goblins, leaving nothing but remnants on the wall.
Otis stood his ground, shielded by his mother standing resolutely behind him. He obliterated the enemy with sheer strength, ensuring not even a single drop of blood would breach their defense.
“Okay, cleaning is done! Now, let’s go next!”
“Eh, yeah…Otis, you’re really strong, aren’t you? Ah, I should use some magic too.”
“Hey, then please help me, mother!”
What just arrived in front of me was a group of wood golems.
“Fire, one of the four elements, emerges from this staff and burns the enemy! Fire Arrow!”
Maybe it’s the influence of the headband, but she is able to use magic with a greater sense of tranquility than usual.
The elongated staff effortlessly channels mystical energy, and when its incantation is uttered, it is converted into “magic” and directed towards the adversary.
“Oh! It’s burning! It’s really effective,mother!”
A green lump of flesh dances through the air and falls apart, making a sound.
It took less than five seconds for the ten or more monsters that were surrounding them to change from humanoid to minced meat and then to particles of light, disappearing. They probably didn’t even notice that they had been defeated.
It seems that the particles of light are absorbed into my body and into my mother, who helped me, and are converted into something called “EXP” or “experience points.
It appears that the light particles are assimilated by my body and my mother’s body, undergoing a transformation into what is known as ‘EXP’ or ‘experience points.’
My mother also raised her cloak to improve her combat abilities. She possesses shiny crimson hair and wears a firm eye mask over her face. Her attire consists of a form-fitting outfit that highlights her graceful physique and beautiful big breasts, accompanied by a belt that stretches across her torso.
Notably, the garter belt wrapped around her waist accentuates her curves, and the glimpse of the garter belt beneath the short loincloth is truly captivating.
She took out a knife from her back pocket and threw it.
Great! With a sound, the goblin behind Lenaris turned into particles of light and disappeared.
Then pop, pop. The sound of something popping.
“Oh, that! Um!”
“What’s wrong? Otis-kun.”
“Your breasts… Your breasts… Mother-san…”
The deep red fabric that was tightly attached to Karen’s body suddenly came off, exposing her breasts. They were visible through the diamond-shaped opening, bathed in warm sunlight. Her nipples were cherry red, making it hard to believe that she had given birth to just one child. They were the same color as Karen when she was young. Her breasts were larger than Otis’ head, and their areolas were the perfect size.
Karen turned her back towards Otis, hiding her swaying breasts with both arms—or rather, hugging them with both arms. No matter how hard she tries, the material on her breasts won’t come back together, and she’s just swaying as she tries to get her breasts back, which are about to spill out.
“I’m sorry, Otis-kun… It’s so shameful to show you something so embarrassingg.”
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
