Lazy Dungeon Master

When the light enveloped vision returned, it was a standing party venue under the blue sky. The rally had apparently begun, with a red werewolf chewing meat and a golden skeleton scrubbing tea with a clatter of laughter.

In the distance, you can also see a black dragon gabbing alcohol in a barrel, and a unicorn stood up for it.

At first glance, it is a truly peaceful sight, with numerous species engaging in collusive bickering.

But all who are here are dungeon cores.

Many people look human, but the majority of them are pseudo-due to humanization. Dungeon cores that have been human from the beginning, like Rokuko and Haku, were a minority, just as few other species were each.

"Well..."

Rokuko sneaks to the corner, as he does every year.

... I really don't care about the outdoors this year. This is because I don't feel like a corner without a wall.

and there are three human-sized serpents, big frogs and big Namekuji (?) came.

"Ah. It's not 695, what are you doing?

"Geez, I mean, he's still alive."

"I didn't come last year, and my DP was zero, so I thought I was totally dead, huh?

Rokuko, who is called out and trembles in a freak.

"Ro, 650, 651, 652... hi, it's been a while, isn't it?"

"Ahhh?! No. Put it on, 695!

"Hih?!

Shit, no! and Core 650, the tail of the serpent makes a loud noise, and Rokuko also reflexively strengthens his body.

By the way, putting on the 'th' is a tribute among dungeon cores. As for Rokuko, I never wanted to put it on these guys.

"Hey, what's up, man, it's the same 600, except it's not good"

"Uh, Kikoenayi. Gekokokoko... what's 695 at the bottom of the rankings saying?

Core 651, the big frog turns right back so as to block Rokuko's escape route.

"Yeah, it's busy, huh?

"Hih..."

Hey, and Core 652, Big Namekuji hands on Locko's shoulder (?) Apply.

In the meantime, the Trinity, the Trinity formation... Rokuko developed goosebumps and goosebumps.

The serpent brings his face closer to Locco and glances at the tip of his chiseled and cracked tongue.

"Shah... Huh, let's go that way for a second?

"Yes, I don't want to. Let go."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not dying. Come on, Gekogekogekogekogekog!

"Come on, let's have a nectar, shall we?

There, Rokuko is the end he was originally headed for, but it's a big difference between going on his own initiative and being taken by these three. He said he was shitting people like these so they wouldn't find him in the first place.

Rokuko is about to be taken, but nobody cares.... the only thing I'm reading is a twist or a pull on my leg near the bottom.

At your feet, so that you wouldn't care if ants were swarming candy balls that fell to the ground, candy balls, ants, locusts and these three were worthless to the vast majority of dungeon cores here.

"Whoa, you got a minute?

And there, a red salamander appears.

No. 112 Dungeon Core, Itetz.

It's a 51 tier dungeon, the 'Fire Cave' dungeon core that makes almost a whole mountain dungeon.

Enjoying a slow life with his master, Red Dragon wife, he was a medium, tough and stable dungeon core, not to mention top notch.

Sometimes it is called Station 100, and it is mentioned by the ancient ginseng.

"So, Dear Dungeon Core No. 112!? What can I do for you?

"Ah?... uh... oh. I don't care about you guys. That way, 695. Come."

"What? Oh, uh, is that him?

"Oh, are you complaining? What's your number?

"Ro, it's 650! Oh, oh, uh, Master 112, I'm a fan!

Shaking hands - can't be done by snakes, so give them tails.

but ignored it and Itetsu spoke to Rokuko.

"Right. Well, come on, 695."

"Uh... yeah"

Taken by Itetsu, Rokuko is released from the siege of the three. Rokuko.

Core 650 dropped it off flashly, remaining in the position where he offered his tail.

... Rokuko spoke to Itetsu, who walks in front in silence while 'purifying' the mucus of the Namekuji.

"Uh, number 112... Dear Sir?

"Ah?! Idiot, I don't need a master or anything. What's wrong with you?

Turn around, Gao Wo, and Itetsu, who can roar as close to his face as he is likely to eat up now.

The name of Itetsu, an ancient ginseng, is somewhat known. So unlike when Rokuko was taken earlier, he was getting a little attention.

"Well, 'cause a bottom dungeon like me... surrounded by three people, it's not like you can say it back"

"Huh? Uh, uh. Right. Right."

Itetsu smashed Peppi and Locko with Salamander-specific, fire-fired tails.

Obviously, I know you're being modest, but it still hurt pretty bad for Rokuko. A little hotter. Before you got help, I can't say very strongly.

"Kukaka, don't tell me you licked it, okay? You beat me."

"... that's because of the cake, not my power."

"Cuckoo! No, hey, it's bad to be honest... but it's true you won. The core's strength comes with the master, right?

I mean, I'm wacky with the power of love with my wife (Ledra) - and Itetsu laughed.

Listening to those two conversations, he said from around him, "... you won?" "On 112th...?" "What's 695... the bottom line?," I hear blurring.

Especially when it sounds like, "What the hell kind of cowardly hands did you use? voice," but I can't say anything back because I've only actually used my cowardly hands. The dungeon battle itself was an anomaly rule in the first place.

"... that was a draw, Kama said?

"Then why don't we try offensive reverse next?

"I'm sorry, but I won't let you.... well, here I am. Thanks for your help, 112."

And Rokuko tries to leave the spot. but Itetsu stopped it.

"Well, wait. It's time for a 'Father' greeting. Until then, why don't we have dinner together? This meat is pretty good, huh?

"Oh, good. You haven't had one this year.... Nothing, dungeon core can live without eating food."

"Don't worry, nobody at this table mixes poison or garbage. Or can't you believe me? My benefactor."

"... ugh. Well, I'll just have a little."

Rokuko hits on the meat offered by the dreaded Itetsu.

The moment he chewed, the gravy spread all over his mouth, and the intense meat flavour engulfed his tongue.

... I don't know what meat it is, but it tastes pretty good. Rokuko thought it tasted delightful around Nik.

"Ooh, you're going to be amazing around your mouth." Purification. "

"Hagu, Ngu. Oh, thanks."

"Cuckoo! You're welcome."

That's how Rokuko enjoys his meal for a while, and his voice sounds.

"Hey, my pretty kids. How's everybody doing?

Looking up into the sky, one man was shown on a giant monitor floating in the air.