Dungeon Master Makeup Money (formerly known as Dungeon Master Funding)

"Ugh, yeah......"

Sylvia woke up asleep in bed.

Just awakened her consciousness, she wakes her torso as she holds her forehead down.

"Is this my room?

"Yes."

Close the book you were reading and briefly explain the situation because you still seem to be falling asleep.

"I must have lost my mind on the ring on the 57th floor underground though..."

"And then I carried it this far - no, I moved it"

When she came back to the mansion by herself, she asked Olivia, who was inside the mansion, to prepare herself for three visits, and used 'Labyrinth Magic: Summoning' on the spot. When she transferred the three, she transported them to their respective beds and had Olivia do tasks such as changing clothes and wiping their bodies.

"It annoyed my mother, too"

Sylvia got depressed when I explained what happened after I passed out.

Isla and Melissa had the same reaction.

"How are you two doing?

"Melissa woke up in about two hours after I brought her into bed and normally had dinner, and she said fatigue was the limit. She's already asleep today. Ira woke up about an hour ago, but it looks like she's taking a shower and going to bed today."

They both seemed pretty tired.

So Sylvia was also checking out the window when she realized it was night now. The sun was already twilight and the date was about to change.

"I can't believe I'm the slowest..."

"I don't have a choice. Because you were the most tired."

"But...!

Perhaps Sylvia can't tolerate her own lapse.

I started a fight with Ira about ready breakfast today. The fact that today is about to end as it is meant that I have barely been able to do my job as a regular maid.

Of course, the mansion has been cleaned from time to time and there is nothing wrong with the chores even today because Olivia was there.

Instead, Olivia asked me to accompany her daughter.

I was basically in Sylvia's room and asked the other two to come get me when they woke up.

"Get some rest today or so."

"That's not how...! There must be a job we can still do now. My strength would be fine if I worked all night!

That's the story of a normal, full-blown state.

If we let him work in his current tired state, he will definitely fall.

"Why do you want to work so hard?

Sylvia is looking a little strange.

He did his job as if he was possessed by something. He did.

Let's hear what I've been wondering about for a long time.

"I did have a family member about you, but I don't even have to work like a maid. If you find anything else you want to do, you can do it that way."

Sylvia, who was listening to my words, was shaking her head wide.

He grabs my hands sitting in the chair next to me like he's stuck around.

"Please don't throw it away. Please.........!

Sylvia still looked like she was going to cry.

I can't even imagine that look from her I've seen before.

"Throw it away, I won't do that."

"I know it by my head. But..."

My heart was about to be crushed by anxiety.

"I remain a village daughter who has not grown at all since that day. No matter how much you raise your status, you're not going to be strong to your heart."

"What the hell are you worried about?

"Do you remember when we first met?"

Sylvia and I first met in the alley of the King's Capital.

I stumbled upon Sylvia's escape from a slaver trying to find her father. I didn't mean to get involved at first, but I thought it might be interesting to get involved with the labyrinth nucleus (dungeon core) as it was told, and I was going to buy Sylvia, who was a slave.

At that time, I thought, "Trouble..." etc., but now I was thankful that you let me meet Sylvia, who serves me so hard.

"Naturally I remember"

"That's when I said I'd run away to find my father, but the truth is different. The slave trader brought me here to enslave me without knowing anything, and I was driven by the urge to spend the night in the slave trader and escape."

The store was concerned about hygiene in order to preserve the value of the product.

However, stress from the environment and fear vomiting and incontinence caused by newcomers who were just as anxious about the future as Sylvia. It was never a beautiful environment for that to happen abruptly.

Plus a slave that sold out. There has never been a more tragic existence.

It was supposed to be a slave that was cleansed to preserve the value of the product, but it didn't even wipe my body for days, and the meals served were qualitative. These sold slaves were placed where newcomers could see them. By showing them this way, they were showing what would happen if they sold out.

I don't want to be sold as a slave, but if they don't, it will be like that.

Sylvia also managed to escape by poking a gap out of fear.

Slave traders did the math. Crush your will to escape by capturing them after letting them escape once on their own. It would have been unexpected to find a place to sell the most on the run.

"When I first met your husband, I hoped, 'Help me, anyone,' more than I did about my father. Then your husband really helped me. Not only that, but he saved my father."

"But that..."

"That's okay. Even though my father had been deceived, he had sinned. Oh, and I think we've just settled into a calming situation, but we've been saved."

As far as I'm concerned, Mr. Lardo's spending time in this mansion was the most desirable ending.

But that reality can no longer be fulfilled.

"We have been saved by your master's hand. But I was weak, and at the same time, I felt terrified that your husband would dump me."

"Terror?"

"If your husband dumps you, won't you go back to being a slaver? That's what binds my heart."

So you were doing everything you could to keep me from dumping you?

It seemed so much more terrifying for her to be dumped from me than to fall down by doing everything she could.

"Such a woman is just a hassle... I'm sorry, you can throw it away if you don't think I need it"

Don't say it with such a sad face.

Nothing. I'm not going to dump Sylvia as hard as she has failed a little, and I believe that the main obligation is to take care of Sylvia until the end of the day, beyond what I have left my family.

So Sylvia's anxiety is worrying, but Sylvia's anxiety should have disappeared in previous conversations if the anxiety was to be dispelled as much as she said and told.

But it's been months since I was only a slave for a day and Sylvia's anxiety hasn't been wiped away.

I'm not supposed to say anything.

"Okay. If you're saying you can get rid of anxiety by doing everything you can, you should do everything you can."

"Is that okay?

All I have to do is take her anxiety for you.

Accept Sylvia's service for that as well.

"However, there are conditions"

It really breaks down one day in a working stuffing.

"Say Wagamama, just once in a while."

"Wagamama, is it?

"That's right. I'll make that Wagamama come true. I have a blunt spot, so I don't know what you want until you tell me."

The aim was to give you a little reward.

I've never seen Sylvia use it for herself, even though the rewards she earned as an adventurer are equally divided between four. Even the ingredients for the pudding I made for me, which also started this fight, said they were made of excess ingredients, but in fact, Sylvia should have put them out on her own stomach.

No, for Sylvia, who wants to exhaust herself, maybe she's using it for herself, but then it doesn't feel like I gave her anything.

"Wagamama......"

Sylvia thinks about her aspirations.

Now ask me if I want anything around tomorrow... oh?

"So can I ask you for one?

Sylvia asked as she leaned over and kept her expression from appearing bright red.

I have a bad feeling.

"You can say anything you want."

However, we cannot refuse Sylvia's request in front of us, which we have resolved to accept.

"Then give me today's prize."

Prizes...?

"Finally, Kita!

The labyrinth nucleus is delighted.

You stole from me again......!

No, more of a prize than that...

"You're blunt now. It's about your virginity."

"Blah!"

I almost blew it out by accident.

Were you serious about that!?

No, maybe the people who were fighting were serious.

"No, it's a little..."

"Can't my wagamama hear me?

Even if you look at me like that...

Anyway, I get up from the chair because it gets hard to stay in the room. but he gets thrown to bed by Sylvia while he's holding my hand, and Sylvia rides over me.

... Huh?

"It's okay. My 'service' skills are usually only those reflected in my housekeeping abilities, but they are also reflected in this kind of thing. So if it's just knowledge, it's plentiful."

Shortly after the ring embedded in Sylvia's fingers glowed, the bedclothes she was wearing were instantly stored and disappeared. She didn't wear any underwear to make her sleep, so she didn't wear any.

"I want a prize - can't you accept a wagamama like that?

"Ugh..."

I just have to be now.

I had to be clean and a prize.