Chapter 121 – World’s Best Tits Showdown (1)
About two weeks have passed since the opening of Dream Factory.
It’s been a week since I heard from Amy that an unknown woman, Joanna, was watching me.
But has my life changed?
No.
Search for her virgin succubus while conquering the labyrinth.
If you find a decent succubus while raiding, hand it over to Charlotte.
The number of Dream Factory employees is increasing one by one, and it is still thriving.
When a man hits a girl.
They said three other men were coming to attack Kkum Daughter.
Sometimes, there were people who wanted to go into the main room to try something against the succubi.
However, all of those people were quickly suppressed by the knights dispatched from Fermaten and the guards hired by Nine Tails.
From the beginning.
Since the succubi were also demons that appeared after the 11th floor of the Infinite Labyrinth, the succubi themselves were able to easily suppress the rampage of people mining magic stones in the coal mine area.
In this way, Dream Factory is on a roll, hitting the box office and becoming a huge hit.
And.
Now, I had to come up with a new business item for the smooth operation of Dream Factory.
“Young Master So, Dream Factory users say they want to suck the breasts of a succubus. “What should I do?”
“Finally, it has come.”
Yeongjuseong’s office.
I called Astarotte and were seriously discussing the operation of the Dream Factory.
The agenda is none other than the breasts of a succubus.
“Any man who has breasts in front of him will want to suck them. Even more so if they are the breasts of a succubus.”
This is a serious problem.
“First of all, you can’t touch or suck your breasts carelessly. That’s natural.”
Although it is said that sucking breasts does not mean losing one’s virginity, one cannot allow a succubus’ breasts to be touched carelessly.
“Imagine if you were extracting manamilk from the chest of a succubus, and the tongues of those bastards touched it. Even if you were me, you wouldn’t be able to use the manamilk, let alone drink it.”
“Yes. I think I would be a little reluctant to use it in the Magic Tower.”
Think about it.
The manamilk that extracts the vital energy of succubi flows out not from pindus but from galdus, and also from nipples that have been touched by men’s tongues hundreds of times?
“Succubuses are worthy of working at the Dream Factory because they are pure. No kissing, no breasts, no stepdaughters. For any reason.”
The moment you stop being a pure succubus, people will no longer come to Dream Factory.
Before talking about product value, the operation of the Dream Factory itself will be completely destroyed.
“Succubuses, they really want to have sex with this man! If that’s the case, tell them to go into their dreams and have sex. First of all, their hearts and souls are experienced, but at least their bodies are virgins.”
“Yes. We will implement it as is.”
The sexual desires of succubi are resolved by absorbing vital energy through dreams.
The rest is the guests’ sexual desires.
“It is said that human greed is endless, but it is difficult to keep asking for more like this.”
Is it because they sell sexual things even through dreams?
No matter how hard, solemn, and authoritative the atmosphere is, it seems that the feeling of ‘dream village’ cannot be erased from people’s perception.
This part cannot be helped.
The main goal was not to select people by setting a high price, but to mass produce Manamilk by accepting many people.
“Damn it. If you really want to have sex, go down there and meet the flower girls. Why are you making such a fuss about us?”
There are more rumors than expected.
Although it was expected, there are many customers who come with more malicious intent than that.
Specifically, things like ‘They do it there, so why don’t they do it here?’
“Excuse me, Lord So.”
Jur Dias entered his office his.
Wearing a black suit, she seemed to have gone somewhere for a while with her guild members.
“I received information from behind the scenes. It has been determined that most of the malicious rumors and business sabotage against Dream Factory are currently taking place at the ‘Flower Shop.'”
“As expected.”
I had already guessed it, but the story would be different if Jurdias had brought the evidence himself.
“The pimps are fighting because their business is not going well.”
“In fact, it has been confirmed that the number of men visiting the area has significantly decreased. Those who still want to have actual sex go to flower shops…”
“Everyone got drunk because of the low price. People who used to go to those places and spend money started flocking here more.”
“What should we do? Should we kill them? Some pimps go down to the infinite labyrinth and make money.”
“There’s nothing to kill. Then we have to take care of all the vocal parts of the Permaten.”
It is not about coexistence for human reasons.
We’re just trying not to take on all the troublesome work.
Permaton’s darkness is also a part of Permaton, but I don’t have to worry about all that darkness and take care of it.
“I need to set a clearer route. If you really want to do it, go to the flower shop. We don’t do anything real, so just think of it as a dream.”
I took out an object.
“This is exactly the level of service we can provide.”
“Is it Manamilk?”
“Yes. It was milked from the succubi. Do you think men would go crazy if you gave them something like this? It’s not like they just give it to you… “
I lightly flicked the glass bottle containing Manamilk.
“This is warm manamilk squeezed from a succubus in heat thanks to your dream. As a nourishing tonic, try it. How about it?”
“I don’t know the details, but I think men will definitely like it.”
“Right?”
I made this succubus excited!
My dreams can make this succubus horny!
“We just need to build a system. It’s up to the users to actually decide on the content of their dreams, have sex in their dreams, etc.”
I will think like that and try to have more erotic and passionate dreams.
There is no need for us to prepare separately, users take care of everything.
It’s like a PC room.
Sex is a game.
Whether it’s a 1:1 match in a dream, a 1:5 teamfight carry, or a 6:6 melee, the entire process is up to the user.
Our dream factory only needs to provide a PC, software, usage system, and service.
The virgin succubus is a beautiful part-time worker.
But.
‘It’s even more so when you think of it as a PC room.’
It’s not like I’m going to play ‘games’ with the beautiful part-timer sitting at the counter, but aren’t there people who like it when they bring food to me when I order it?
Correction.
Pretty women are actually responsible for food sales in PC rooms.
This is the nature of the service industry targeting men.
“Guh. There’s a good way…”
“Young lord. Would you like a glass of Manamilk?”
Laura, who was still, quietly asked me.
It was still office time and there was a lot of work to do, but her head hurt so she was drawn to sweets.
“Good. Now.”
I handed Laura her wine glass, and she pursed her lips with a sullen look on her face.
“Didn’t you drink it yourself?”
“That was when I went to the sex room over there.”
“…Yes.”
Laura pulled the front of the bunny girl’s chest with her gloomy face, then grabbed her own breast and placed it on her wine glass.
“Young lord. Still, you are helping me…”
“Ha, I understand. Laura. Move your body this way.”
I motioned Laura with her hands so that her lower body her her she was touching me, and I extended my fingers to gently tickle her pussy her.
“Huh…”
Rumbling.
The wine glass quickly began to fill with Laura’s Manamik.
Astarote’s sex magic was completed faster than expected, and now Laura and Jurdias can quickly extract manamilk with just a little sexual stimulation.
Honestly.
It’s sweeter and more delicious than asking the maids to make milk tea.
But.
‘You can’t size up.’
No matter how much Laura can squeeze out, if the wine glass that holds it is in that state, she can’t contain everything even if she wants to.
The succubi’s manamilk milking machines have now been improved at the Magic Tower so that they can store a large amount, but it is still not enough.
If possible, something bigger is needed.
Another container that can contain all the manamilk contained in that udder.
Like-
“…Ah.”
I remembered.
“Celica! Where is Celica?”
“I’m here.”
Celica, who was lying on the sofa, raised her hand.
She was napping in her office, waiting for me to finish my work.
It’s not like I’m going to fuck you while you’re at work just because you’re pretending to sleep.
“Are there any magical beasts like that among the magical beasts? The jelly-like ones. Not pudding, but the ones that are bouncy like jelly.”
“…There is. Among the slime-type monsters that appear from the 18th floor that we will attack, there is one that has such characteristics.”
“Astarote. Can you adjust it to be harmless to the human body?”
“…What are you trying to do?”
Astarote asked me thoughtfully.
“Do you want to play spawning with slimes…?”
“Are you saying I’m crazy? I won’t do this to my knights, my women, or my people.”
I will punish traitors without mercy.
“Making udders.”
“…Yes?”
“You harden the slime and make slime. For example, something like this.”
I lightly moistened her hands and then cupped Laura’s breasts from behind.
“Aaaaah…?!”
“What happens if you apply something like slime like this, then harden it and take it off?”
“…It will be like milk, right?”
“Yes! The inside becomes like milk!”
I remembered.
“Plaster or anything else is fine. If you apply something harmless to the human body, let it harden, and then remove it, a perfect mold is created. That’s right, the so-called ‘milk plaster.'”
I just heard this as a joke.
And this situation continues.
“I need to make an udder that holds manamilk in the shape of an udder.”
I am.
“Guests coming into the Dream Factory are treated to a bowl of manamilk filled with the udders of succubi.”
Just.
“Where? Let’s hold a Rouge Permaton pear udder contest to see whose udders are the biggest.”
I just didn’t like the wine glass because it was small.
