"Ahhh… this is the life, isn't it, Aph?" Azuma sighed, reclining in front of the pool as the sun - also known as a glowy ore - shined down on him. He reached over, grabbing a half-coconut and sipping juice from the straw as a dryad massaged his arms.
"I've never lived this good before… and I'm a Goddess!" Aphrodite cheerfully agreed, the much smaller woman lounging in a miniature bikini that did little to hide her voluptuous body. She moaned lightly as the dryad massaged her by rubbing her tiny shoulders.
The duo were relaxing on the pool-side lounge chairs that surrounded the surprisingly large pool in front of them - which was still deep underground in the dungeon but had been dug out by worker units at Azuma's request. His Phoenix, which was still being called 'Phenexy' by Aphrodite, sat idly near the duo, dipping its beak into the pool and then flinching as it splashed onto his flame-coated body.
"What about you, brit? Having a good time?" Azuma called casually to Artoria, who was standing nearby stiffly.
"I… would rather be training," She blushed, the gorgeous woman also being clad in a rather scanty bikini.
How did I even get in this position? It's gotta be the crazy high LUK, right?
Azuma wasn't entirely sure how, but somehow he'd found himself in a very favorable relationship with Artoria. In return for taking time to train with her, she was open to entertaining his rather unserious requests - which right now was wearing the bikini.
She's wearing it so that I'll let her train me - let HER train ME!
Somehow, Artoria had ended up paying Azuma, in the form of being eye candy in this case, to train him. The heroic spirit, which any fighter with an ounce of intelligence would kill to train with, was paying him.
"I love being rich," Azuma hummed, sipping from his coconut again.
His actions with Serafall and Ajuka had paid off - and they had paid off big time. Azuma idly glanced up at his stat page.
[Azuma Kaito]
[Dungeon Master]
Dungeon Rank: F (398,532 D-Value)
Level: 10 (2,790/10,000)
HP: 12,950/12,950
MP: 19,200/19,200
STR: 318
AGI: 357
END: 294
INT: 510
CHA: 177
LUK: 4,220
HPREG: 190
MPREG: 190
Abilities: [Time Dilation], [Health Container]
Dungeon Level: 2
Dungeon Boosts: None
Points: 720,750
His stat page had changed a lot - his points spent and in possession had increased a ton. Along with that, his new training boost from both Artoria and his high LUK had allowed him to farm a lot more stat points - now, he estimated he was likely approaching the ultimate-class devil range of power if he hadn't already hit it already. It was hard to measure his own strength when his trainer was a weakened-Saber, considering that even while weakened by her low-level unit body she still would trash most ultimate-class devils.
It had only been a few days since the chess tournament, but the gains could already be seen. Ajuka had damn near moved into the resort, and Serafall's 200,000 points had increased as she ended up coming back another day with Sona - though the magical girl Maou hadn't actually moved in, as Sona had managed to worm her way out of living in a room with her sister. Along with both of the Maou giving him a ton of points, the resort's popularity was only rising with each passing day.
As a result, Azuma had ended up with a lot of points - more than he knew what to do with, literally.
He had originally thought that he could just spend the points to expand his operations - buying a ton more worker units to continue expanding, defense units to be safe, and offense units to scout further into the dungeon. But, he had reached a bit of a bottleneck - there was only so much expanding you could do so quickly.
Mainly - there was only so much expanding Azuma needed so quickly. The mining tunnel was now pretty much an ant farm - filled with literal thousands of workers, which resulted in the typical ore income increasing by a lot. But, at this point, he had pretty much seen every type of ore on the 10th floor, and the point income they generated wasn't all that impressive compared to the resorts.
The once singular-room dungeon had expanded to hundreds of rooms, some of which were simply for housing the worker units when they slept - as Azuma finally decided that he would stop violating every worker's rights law possible by making them sleep in the tunnel they worked in - while others were more useful in acting as farms for the many different berries Azuma was growing. Other rooms, such as the one Azuma was in, were just for luxury in the form of pools or movie theaters.
There were also hundreds of scouting parties sent out - most of which didn't return alive, but as a result had scouted the majority of the 10th floor. Azuma now had an idea about the layout of the floor as a whole, and where the other dungeons were - of which there was still a large amount on the floor.
The dungeon's defense had also skyrocketed - with the sudden increase in points, Azuma had seen it fit to summon a collection of units to constantly stand guard in front of the dungeon, as well as more units to protect the orc-dungeon that he had conquered. He had also sent a flurry of worker units to that one as well, but even with two ore mines, he was left feeling dissatisfied.
The resort was truly the money maker - bringing in more in a single day than the mines did in weeks.
I could get used to this.
The killer of ambition is luxury - and the already lazy Azuma was feeling it full force. He had become accustomed to the new billionaire-esque lifestyle he was living - fit with sexy dryads walking around the dungeon and working as personal chefs, a sexy companion in Aphrodite, and days filled with doing nothing but watching movies and letting the cash roll in.
But… I should start making some more progres-
Azuma blinked, surprised at his own thoughts.
Am I… Am I actually going to go do something productive?
The thought was foreign - Azuma being proactive and working towards his goals without a threat or deadline hanging over his head? Azuma taking action purely out of his own ambition?
I've run out of ways to procrastinate…
Azuma sighed, sitting up and glancing at Ravel.
"Ravel?"
"Yes, Master?" Ravel answered, the woman lying on an apple-shaped pool floaty as she floated in the pool. She was also in a small bikini and was lying in what looked to be a very uncomfortable position on her side, not moving a muscle as she kept her 'optimal sexiness pose' while Azuma was nearby. Next to her, Mittelt was on a similar floaty - though hers was shaped like a banana - as she napped.
"Wanna fuck?" Azuma asked bluntly.
"Well, if you would like to, of course, Mas- W-what?!" Ravel stuttered, breaking her pose at his sudden blunt question. She rolled off the pool floaty, falling into the water.
"W-Where did that come from?" She asked as she resurfaced, spitting out a stream of water.
"Well, I've already been lying around and watching movies all day for the past nearly week," Azuma shrugged, "I need something new to procrastinate with, and I figured having sex would be pretty fun."
"T-This is so sudden… you haven't even met my parent's yet…" Ravel muttered, her face beet red, "B-But I'm ready! I've been waiting for so long! S-Should we do it now, Mas-"
"You could train!" Artoria interrupted Ravel bluntly, inputting her own solution to Azuma's lack of procrastination situation, "Your time would be much better spent than f-f-f… fucking."
"That's true," Azuma mused, "But, we already trained earlier today, remember? It's one of the few things I've kept up with this week."
"R-Right! Master has already trained a lot, so he should rest!" Ravel nodded rapidly, still blushing as she pulled herself out of the pool, "A-And studies show that you rest better when sleeping with someone, s-so…"
She flushed, glancing away nervously, but was interrupted before she could finish her sentence.
"Oh! We should go take over another dungeon!" Aphrodite supplied helpfully, shooting up in her lounge chair, "We've been running out of places to send the worker units, right? If we take down another dungeon, then they can go occupy it! Boom! Problem solved!"
"Hmm… that would solve the problem," Azuma nodded, "That was actually pretty smart, Aph. I'd also be able to get new abilities and work toward the dungeon level-up. It's not really procrastinating though… if we did that, then I'd actually be doing something productive. Totally not my style."
"That's true! Master loves doing unnecessary things to delay having to be productive! Like f-f-f- having sex!" Ravel started again, trying to worm her way back into the initial question, "I-I'm still a virgin, Master, b-but I'll do my best to please yo-"
"Oh, right! That's what I was going to do today!" Azuma nodded sagely, and Ravel brightened up, "Thanks, Ravel! All this talk about sex reminded me that I need to make a blood contract!"
Ravel facefaulted, "A-A what?"
"A blood contract," Azuma said as if it was obvious, "Do you know how to make one of those?"
"A-Ah, yes, I do, Master," Ravel nodded, but looked up at him confusedly, "But, um, why do you want to make a blood contract?"
"Do you remember that boy at the chess tournament? Issei Hyoudou?" Azuma asked her, to which she nodded.
"The abnormally plain boy who I kicked in the balls?" She asked, tilting her head at him. Azuma blinked blankly at her.
"...You kicked him in the balls?"
"Just enough to ensure he can never sire children, Master," Ravel nodded unashamedly, "He was looking at my butt, and my body is Master's only, so I had to ensure he would never make that mistake again."
Azuma winced, his crotch hurting just from the idea.
Damn, poor guy… but, there's probably some magical way to fix the whole 'not sireing children' part, right? This actually works out better for me.
"Good work," Azuma nodded, patting her head and causing Ravel to preen.
"Anyway, I need to make a blood contract with him," Azuma explained bluntly, "Like a 'your soul is mine for the rest of eternity' type of thing."
"...That sounds very ominous," Artoria quipped, but Azuma ignored her.
"Can you write one up for me?" Azuma asked, and Ravel nodded rapidly, "Great, I'm gonna go take Gobby for a trip to the Gucci store, so just give it to me when I get back."
"Yes, Master," Ravel nodded, then called out weakly as he walked away, "B-But, um, w-what about… the… sex?"
She trailed off at the end, losing her confidence as Azuma didn't hear her.
"Blew you off again?" Mittelt asked, climbing off her pool floaty and onto the tiled floor.
"Yeah…" Ravel sighed, staring longingly as Azuma left the room. This wasn't the first time she tried to be more forward with Azuma - but she'd always found herself rejected for one reason or another.
"The thing I've realized about Master is," Mittelt supplied helpfully, placing her hand on Ravel's shoulder supportively, "He's either in 'super lazy mode' - where he's too lazy to even try and have sex - or 'surprisingly a good boss mode' where he's too busy doing work to have sex."
"Then… am I never going to get through to him?" Ravel sighed, her shoulders slumping, "Even our 'dates' at the resort are just for show…"
"Girly, you're talking to a fallen angel," Mittel giggled, wrapping her arm around Ravel's shoulder as she smirked mischievously, "I might be a virgin, but I know all about this kind of stuff! Let me tell you what you gotta do…"
Artoria watched, a blush slowly forming on her face, as Mittelt relayed what she called the 'how to get in Azuma's pants' plan.
I… really hope I'm not around when this happens.
Artoria thought dryly.
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"Issei, Issei, just the guy I wanted to see," Azuma grinned, reclining in his chair. He was sat in the small office within the resort, which was set aside for the owner - that being him. In big letters behind him the word 'Boss' hung on the wall.
"A-Ah, Kaito-sama," Issei nodded, and Azuma smirked at his respectful tone.
This plan is working out perfectly.
"So, what'd you wanna see me about?" Azuma asked casually, but he already knew.
"R-Right, ah… I… I might have… I…" Issei scratched the back of his neck nervously, and the dryad standing behind him took over.
"He wracked up a debt of one hundred and twenty billion yen in the casino," The busty dryad, Sasha - which was the same one Azuma had sent with Issei to tour the resort earlier that week - supplied.
"U-Um… what Sasha said," Issei blushed, nodding at her words.
"One… one hundred and twenty billion?!" Azuma asked in fake shock.
Of course, Azuma knew about the boys growing debt - because the 'loan' system at the resort casino didn't exist. Well, it didn't exist for most people, at least.
Having such a predatory system, in which gamblers could take loans from the resort to continue betting, would be breaking a dozen different laws. Not that Azuma really cared about breaking human laws, but it would also bring the resort bad publicly, so the resort didn't actually have a loan system.
But, if your name was Issei Hyoudou? Well, it's your lucky day! Or, unlucky day.
Azuma had ordered Sasha to bring Issei to the casino, which was where the ploy started. Her, along with many of the other sexy dryads working there, would continue to goad Issei into betting all the money he had on a rigged table - then, to convince him to take loans out and keep playing.
"I-I just need one more loan though! I can make it all back!" Issei nodded hurriedly, looking at Azuma pleadingly, "S-Sasha said I could suck her breasts if I made enough to pay it back! You understand, right man?! It's oppai! Titties are on the line!"
Of course, a man like Issei could never resist the appeal of tits. The man had willingly taken out loan after loan, lost bet after bet, and then continued to wrack up his debt into the billions of yen - all for the chance at a pair of tits.
"I hear you, man," Azuma nodded sagely, doing his best to look sympathetic, "I'm more of an ass guy myself, but I can appreciate a good pair of tits."
"R-Right?! And Sasha's are the best pair!" Issei ranted openly, and Sasha winked at Azuma.
She did a great job. I'll give her a raise! No, in fact, I'll double her salary!
Zero multiplied by two was still zero, but Sasha had done a good job with the 'make Issei fall in love with her' plan.
"Just one more! I've seen the oppai - they're glorious!" Issei continued, a stream of blood flowing out of his nose, "W-Way better than any of the girls in the kendo club! T-These are like, Great Onee-sama-level oppai! I need to touch them, Kaito-sama! I need to suck on them!"
She might've done a bit too good of a job.
Azuma stared at Issei dryly. While he could appreciate the boy's enthusiasm…
Comparing her tits to Rias or Akeno's is blasphemy!
Sasha's were good - definitely one of the best amongst the dryads - but she couldn't hope to rival either Rias or Akeno in pure boobness. Not that it was her fault - there were very few women in the DxD world, or any other world for that matter, that could hope to compete with Rias and Akeno.
"So, you want another loan?" Azuma raised an eyebrow, to which Issei nodded rapidly.
"But, he hit loan limit about… one hundred nineteen billion, nine hundred ninety million, five hundred thousand yen ago," Sasha said, mock sadness coloring her voice.
"B-But it just takes one win to get the tits! I-I mean, to make it back!" Issei nodded, looking at Azuma desperately.
"Ah, sorry, man. If you're over the limit, you're over the limit," Azuma shrugged, "I can't help you there. Actually, since you're so far over the limit and can't pay it back, I think I'll have to ban you from the premises…"
"B-But, the oppai!" Issei argued stupidly, his face looking as if he truly believed those words would convince Azuma.
"Aw… if you're banned, then…" Sasha stepped forward, pressing her large round breasts into the back of Issei's head and causing more blood to leak from his nose, "I won't be able to see you anymore, since I live here…"
"W-What?! N-No more… no more oppai?" Issei asked dumbly, looking as if his world was shattered.
"No more tits," Azuma nodded wisely, glancing away as he let Issei wither in his depression for a moment. Then, he spoke again.
"But… I could pay off your debt for you, I guess," He hummed, resisting letting a smirk fill his face as Issei's face brightened.
"R-Really?! You'd do that?" Issei asked excitedly, leaning forward desperately.
"Oh, and if Kaito-sama paid it off, then I could consider that as you making back all the money you lost…" Sasha smirked, leaning down and whispering huskily into Issei's ear as her breasts pushed into him, "Then you could suck on these…"
"S-Suck… s-s-suck… suck… suck on… oppai…" Issei muttered dumbly, his brain short-circuiting from the breasts pushing into him and Sasha's words.
"But, that's a pretty big bill," Azuma said with mock concern, "It'd cost a lot… I don't know…"
"P-Please, Kaito-sama!" Issei slammed his head into the desk between them as he bowed so quickly, "Please! I-I need the oppai, Kaito-sama! The oppai!"
"For a fellow man of culture, I guess I could pay it off," Azuma hummed, causing Issei to look up at him with stars in his eyes, "Though, I'll need a little something in return. Just a little something!"
"S-Something in return?" Issei asked questioningly, and Azuma couldn't resist letting a smirk slip onto his face.
Azuma reached under his desk, pulling out the paper Ravel had given him earlier and a small knife.
"Just sign this contract," Azuma said as if it was nothing, "It's not a big deal, just a little blood contract, y'know?"
"Oh, sure," Issei nodded stupidly, reaching towards the contract, then did a double take, "A-A blood contract?!"
"Just a simple one," Azuma said calmly again, pushing the contract toward Issei, "Nothing big or anything. Just that you owe me your soul for eternity - nothing serious, y'know?"
"Oh, if it's just that, then sur-" Issei nodded again as Sasha pressed her breasts into his back to distract him, but then jerked his head back up again, "W-Wait, my soul?! I don't wanna give up my soul!"
"Not even for oppai?" Azuma asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"T-The oppai… my soul for the oppai…" Issei muttered, seemingly genuinely considering the trade-off for a second, but then snapped back to reality, "W-Wait! E-Even if they are some really nice… really nice oppai… my soul?! I can't give you my soul!"
"Ah, did you read the last line?" Azuma asked, leaning forward and pointing at the bottom line of text, "Look, 'this contract is only applicable if Issei Hyoudou is a dragon.' You're not a dragon, right?"
More blood flowed from Issei's nose as Sasha started rubbing her breasts on his back while massaging his shoulders, "N-No… dragons aren't real!"
"That's right," Azuma nodded sagely at Issei's dumb response, "So, you don't have to worry about anything, right? You'll get the oppai, and since you're not a dragon, you won't have to give up anything in return!"
"T-That's right! The oppai!" Issei nodded rapidly, not even questioning why the contract had a 'has to be a dragon' clause, "B-But… my soul…"
"Oh, and Issei? I heard you had a bit of a… cock problem as of late," Azuma smirked, alluding to Ravel kicking Issei in the balls so hard he 'could never sire children' at the chess tournament, "If you sign the contract, I'm sure I could find a way to get that fixed for you. Money can solve pretty much anything, right? And I happen to have a lot of money!"
"You… you can fix my dick?" Issei asked, his eyes wide as he stared at Azuma with stars in his eyes. He reached up instantly, wiping off some of the blood leaking down his nose, and then pressed his finger into the contract to sign it.
Well, that was easy. I brought this knife for nothing!
Azuma put the knife back in his desk as Issei's perversion caused him to sign the contract - literally, as he used the perverted blood dripping from his nose.
The contract glowed for a moment as it was sealed, and Azuma's smirk widened.
"Alright, a deal is a deal. You can consider your debt paid off," Azuma grinned as Issei turned around, staring up at Sasha's huge breasts as he got ready for his reward.
"Oh, real quick," Azuma hummed, snapping his fingers to bring Issei's attention back to him, "Do you like any anime?"
"A-Anime?" Issei asked, half distracted as he glanced back at Sasha's breasts, "Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering who you think the strongest anime character is," Azuma said as unsuspiciously as he could.
"The strongest? That's definitely Goku," Issei nodded sagely, dragging his eyes away from Sasha for a moment, "Why?"
"You think so? Me too," Azuma nodded, "I used to love to pretend to go super saiyan as a kid. I bet you did too, right? Can you do it right now? Pretend to go super saiyan, I mean."
Issei looked at him strangely, "I… I guess I could?"
"Great, watching people pretend is just a little hobby of mine," Azuma nodded at him to continue, "Just think of it as a way to pay me back for getting rid of your debt."
"...Ok?" Issei looked at him doubtfully.
"Hurry up and do it so you can get your reward, hun," Sasha whispered seductively into his ear, and Issei nodded rapidly as he blushed.
This is too easy.
Granted, Azuma didn't really consider this manipulation - Issei was going to get what he wanted. Sasha had made it clear that she had no problems with doing lewd acts with the man, and was even willing to have sex with him. Issei was getting what he wanted, and he had willingly signed the contract - he was just giving up a little more than he thought.
Not manipulation - but perhaps a bit of trickery.
Issei closed his eyes, his face going blank for a second as he calmed down. Then, he opened his mouth, screaming as he stared at the ceiling, "FRIEZAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Azuma chuckled at the display, watching as Issei cut off abruptly, staring in confusion as a red gauntlet formed on his hand.
"Oh, would you look at that," Azuma grinned widely, "You are a dragon. Who could've seen that coming?"
[Unit claimed: [Red Dragon Emperor] [Issei Hyoudou]]
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AN: Thank you for reading! The next chapter will be out the day after tomorrow! (Probably! I planned to have this one out yesterday, but I've had a very busy week.)
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