Magical★Explorer

The thin (Hakumei) (Kuki) stepped on yesterday was able to discover the dungeon by matching the field map in memory with the map of this world. But this dungeon, I didn't have to go out of my way to find it. It had already been discovered. However, it is not as a 'dungeon', but as a worthless little 'ruin'.

I didn't think it had been discovered very well because it wasn't in any of the dungeon's materials. But it was just a map that firmly listed the place as a relic.

According to further investigation, prior to the birth of Mr. Tsuna, an investigation was carried out into whether there was anything in this site. But they never discovered anything historic.

In order to arrive here again, on top of having to walk along the beast path of the forest, it seems to be the private property of the Hwa Yi family, so people are no longer coming. Yeah, the land of the Huayi family is too big!

Well, the place was discovered. But the reason why it wasn't even presumed to be a dungeon is somewhat deducible. Because the conditions to get in are too miserable.

"Apparently it's here."

That's what Nana says as she maps.

It must have been built by shredding cliffs that cut apart. Two columns were dug on the wall, and in its center there was an inverse U-shaped hole, like cutting an ellipse in half.

"Here..."

I took a peek inside, but there is no lighting, so I can't see the back.

"Is there really a dungeon in a place like this? Excuse me, did you really see that dossier? The map also does not say the letter da of the dungeon......"

Nanami looks at this one with a very surprising eye.

"That's why I really saw it. This is actually a dungeon."

I'll tell you what, of course I haven't seen it. It's an appropriately made up lie, so there's no other way to be doubted. Though materials exist for once. That can be exchanged for some demonic stones in some old bookstore, but there was only a conversation event in the game, so I don't know where the old bookstore is.

I tried sending him a message saying that maybe Io was getting it, but unfortunately he hasn't found an old bookstore. That old bookstore also deals with materials for dungeons that will be added with other additional patches, so I want you to find them. And show me. Well, even if it isn't, it's not entirely packed because I can see the map against my memory and force myself to look for it.

"Actually, isn't your husband's very existence wrong?

"I wonder if you wouldn't deny me all the insignificance."

And as I put in the scratch, I stepped into the hole as I strengthened the magic that I could get into the stall.

Is it wide enough for people to walk side-by-side with four people? Me and Nana use the magic of the lights to go back. And at about eighty meters, an open space appeared.

"What are you talking about?

Nanami pointed out three statues in that space. It was a statue of a woman with a sword and a cane. Those three female figures were arranged to be triangular, and there were three T-shaped pedestals in the center of the three images, again. And the statues of the women are with swords raised with their right hands, and with their left hands they are canes upon their breasts.

I immediately went straight to the pedestal, but Nanami seemed concerned about the statue and looked around the center of it.

On each pedestal there was an inverse triangular indentation, and I could imagine maybe dedicating an array here. There were letters around the pedestal that I didn't really understand, but a few heroines, including Nana, should be able to read it, and more importantly, I already know what it says.

When Nanami came here after seeing the statue, he read the ancient language that was around the pedestal.

"'Thou, give me the last shield to defend thyself, which thou hast used of the maiden of war'?

Nanami looks back and stares at the stone statue.

"The last shield, is... what the hell is it? Three of those too...... should I dedicate three shields used by women?

I also know you do want to interpret it that way. Instead, anyone who has defined this place as just a relic would be making the same mistake as Nanami.

Even in a common game, when you say, "You, give me three last shields used by the maiden of war to defend myself," you will imagine a goddess made them or a legendary shield used by a hero. Even more so if it's real.

But Magiero, who is erotic, does not make such an interpretation.

"Uh, yeah. It's hard to say... according to the material I read... it's like clothes to say shield to protect yourself... right. The last part of it..."

"What?"

"Heh."

Nanami is guessing and pointing his stabbing gaze at this one.

"Well... of a woman... right? That's the last piece of clothing you'll have left when you take it off, you're saying you need to dedicate it... yeah, it's not like I thought about it. It's never my idea. In the materials, that's what's happening. By dedicating three used shorts… move on."

The place froze.

Nanami is faceless. It's because it's faceless. It conveys its wrath and anger here, and it's going to chip. And I'm staring at this one without blinking.

"Do you ask me to dedicate...?

"No, I'm not. Listen to me!

No, actually, it's not. I'd rather ask for it in some cases. I mean, it's not my fault, but somehow I'm being attacked by strange guilt. I was pushed by that emotion, accidentally grounded and begged for forgiveness.

I didn't want to attack this dungeon in real life because I could have expected this to happen with anyone!

When I found out about the conditions for the liberation of this dungeon in the game, it was enough to drool over the sinfulness of its setting, the depth and the practicality.

I can't believe I'm offering my shorts. Heroin usually refuses. Well, I can't say for sure that's true in erogenous heroin, and sometimes not in the first place. but normally refuse. But this setting, which can be excused as "you can't help it to get into the dungeon," was arguably the ultimate, where any heroine can take off his shorts and make him dedicate himself. I immediately entered this dungeon with my favorite companion character.

And when I saw in this place the phrase "Whose shorts do you offer" and the names of the heroines you brought along emerged as an option, I wouldn't be able to help but shake the mouse's hand.

Depending on the heroine you choose, you will be directed at a cold gaze (groan), and you will be exposed to abusive gossip (groan) that it is "silly, hentai". And he said, "If nothing happens, you know what happens, right?" Oh my God, when you take off and offer your shorts in anger and shame, you really move on. We're moving on.

How many times have you loaded to see the conversation for everyone...!

Moreover, depending on the combination of characters brought in, special conversations were sometimes pinched. That's why I tried all the patterns with the gentlemen who edit the offensive wiki. I really enjoyed it then.

Surprisingly, even the more heroines with the additional patches, in this scene, the combination of selected characters was able to see various patterns of conversation in addition to removing the shorts firmly.

I thought you were a genius.

It's a natural disaster.

The guy who thought about this is really stupid. How do you say used shorts to women? You can't say that, can you, asshole? It's an allowable asshole setup because it's erotic, and it's only a fucking setup that's off track in reality. Whoever thought about this setting must have a horny, messy bloom in his head. If I were to give it to you, I would have done a lot of things like swords and treasure balls. Most of all, it's not new and it's used. It's even more perverse. You can buy new shorts at the purchasing department or convenience store, so you could have dedicated that.

"... so that's right. This dungeon is bad."

For now, I still give in to the pressure and stay grounded, even though I make various excuses.

Ha, Nana sighs small. He stood up and took my hand.

"I'm sorry, it's not your husband's fault, but I couldn't contain it"

To the words, I looked up. Nanami is smiling gently like an angel. No, he was an angel.

"I don't mind devoting my own... but"

"But?"

"Wouldn't it be good if your husband... offered his own pants?

Boo?

"Your husband looks a little neutral, and if you swap eyes, nose, mouth, ears and contours to get your hair done, you'll look like a cute man."

That's totally different, isn't it? If I swapped my eyes, nose, mouth, ear and contour, you'd leave almost no element of me.

"No, but it's called the war maiden... the condition is, there is..."

"Did you try it?

"I haven't tried..."

So, shall we take it off? They say I have no choice but to put my hands on my pants.

How did this happen?

At least the salvation won't be seeing this one like the sisters did. In a strange mood that seemed kind of lacking, I immediately took off my boxer pants and put on my pants with no pants. And on one of those pedestals, I put my boxer pants down.

The reaction started as soon as I put it down.

When I wonder if the dazzling light was emitted from one of the statues, the light eventually aggregates into one and becomes a glimmer of light that illuminates my pants.

"Ugh, you're lying"

My pants in the light gradually glow as they slowly float.

The sight, if not the pants, was very fantastic.

And my pants glowed, glowed, and eventually... caught fire.

"Yep, yep, yep!!!!"

It falls to the ground flickering. But the fire doesn't go out.

A water polo flew from next to me, right and left. Apparently, Naomi used water magic for me. A water polo hit my burning pants directly, and the fire went out, but there was a big hole in the stash.

Don't use it anymore. He said.

"also, sorry"

That's right. Nana also seems to have felt quite guilty. I see upset on my face.

But the pants have burned. Is it recoil, or is it because I'm in a terrible mood with no bread? My heart was calm.

"No, that's okay. That's what I was trying to make you do, because it's close to me... right. If you're coming with me to attack the dungeon, I'd like you to bring me some new shorts."

I've become a no-pan, but I've learned. Ask anyone who comes to me to bring a pair of shorts. It's settled.

"Don't your husband have a change of clothes...?

"No, I didn't think about it, so I didn't bring it. But there's something to replace it... Did it happen?

and clasp your luggage. And there's kind of a black string from the back of the bag..................... string?

"What is this?

It has a thin fabric in the center of the string. This is it. Holy cloth, shorts, to protect the most important part for people. These black jerky shorts look amazing. These are the shorts that Mr. Clarice and the others got when they were working on the move.

"Yes, no. Oh, no! It's not mine!

You were so sympathetic. Nana's face is back to faceless once again.

"So which one is it?

"Fuck, it's Mr. Clarice, it's never mine"

"... why do you have Clarice's shorts?

"Ahhhhhhhhh!