The Hidden Dungeon Only I Can Enter

Harlem Pride Games.

When it just sounds, I imagine an event where a hot guy shows off his girlfriends and buys the jealousy of the audience.

In fact, it might be about jealousy.

But.

If it's not such a sweet tournament, it'll soon turn out.

"Then the best, get up on the stage!

The organizer's nobleman - Mr. Pepero, apparently, will serve as moderator and judge.

Because it's open every week, I'm pretty used to it.

"Look at my beloved girlfriends!

Three men and three women who exasperate on the stage.

They're all young.They look...... I don't know. I don't think I'm that cute.

But the aesthetics of people are different.

The attention of the venue is drawn to the women leaning on men.

Sin, and the venue quiets down.

"Well, Harlem personnel want you to step forward one by one and go around on the spot"

When Mr. Pepero tells him, the first brunette walks ahead on the stage. I won't forget the smile to the audience.

Harlem, I find it striking that the Lord's man has a proud face.

"Meera. I work in a restaurant."

It was then.

The audience made a scene as if they had cut the weir.

The tranquility just now, it seems, was before the volcanic explosion.

"Fuck you, Busu! You're so skanky, you're gonna throw up. Somebody help me."

"Nose (laughs)! Do something about that piggy nose."

"It's just beautiful. My hair, everything else is dirty and I laughed, and the rice will get worse!

A storm of cursing murmurs from right to left.

Nasty laughter overlaps, and for some reason, rotten bread flies across the universe. That's not half as low as folk.

"... ugh... ugh"

You didn't expect me to be badly criticized so far, she's going to cry now.

Never, even though you're not a skank.

Certainly may not be beautiful. But it's not the level at which rice gets worse or anything.

The two remaining Harlem personnel are on the same level as her.

The advice, terrible words were scattered.

Exactly. The Harlem Lord hasn't shut up about this either.

"Come on, come on! I don't think I can make one of her."

"I don't want to - I'll walk with a female dog if I'm about to walk with a fucking skank like you -"

"Kah-uh, kah-uh, kah-uh."

Go home. When Cole rings, Mr. Pepero raises his hand and tells him to be quiet, just what he thought was wrong.

"I haven't scored yet. Let's go, 30, 26 and 20 points from the right. A total of 76 points!

By the way, a thousand points a person.

Not too low?

The first group of them, scored super hard, descend from the stage in a semi-crying state.

To a world so harsh, me and Emma are already on the verge of givin 'up.

"It's tougher than nature... here"

"Yeah, I just wanted to go home..."

"Fine, you can go home. Mr. Knoll has me."

"I'm not going home! I can stand all that cursing!

Emma's fighting spirit came back to life in an instant. Mr. Laura, you're good at stirring things up.

Nevertheless, let's be ready to go home at any time.

There must be no trauma left in your mind.

There was also a terrible curse on the second and third groups that followed. The scores given also do not reach the three digits combined.

"Whoa, that guy's beautiful"

In the fourth group, there was only one pretty beauty.

Will the audience let that guy have a hard word for it?

"I'm a tool shop clerk. Greetings."

I was very impressed by the grandeur and the lack of flair.

The audience is just as silent - and one opens his mouth.

"Something without a chest?

"I thought so too. I don't know, a slab."

"Yes, slabs ♪ slabs ♪ slabs ♪"

"Shut the fuck up. Ahhh!

Even when she bumped clean, the slab call didn't heal for a while.

Nevertheless, the woman scored the highest ever.

760 points!

There is a huge disparity compared to the remaining two being 100 points.

Mr. Pepero says that if you're not beautiful, you score low, but if you're beautiful, you score good.

Well, if you don't, it's just gonna be an abuse tournament.

The ninth set was Harlem, a famous adventurer of rival guild Ramu.

That's just top notch and all four of them are beautiful.

They all have over 800 points and knock out just 3300 points.

Wait a minute...

"We can't win this no matter how hard we try."

"I'm fine. Because in the primary, you just have to put it within third place. Currently 960 for second place and 800 for third place. If we score more than 801 points, we'll move on to secondary."

"Okay, let's go then"

Be prepared and we will go up to the altar.

I do nothing but stop being nervous. [M] I'm worried they'll be scolded.

The first was Emma's nomination, but it was for nervousness or kachikochi.

"Emma, let's take it easy. It's okay, I'm on your side."

"Yeah, thanks, Nor. It's so much easier."

Emma walks confidently when I press her back gently.

My chest also goes up and down because my footsteps are bouncing.

"It's Emma. I go to hero school."

It feels more like watching Emma than everyone opens their mouth.

"... shit, those breasts with those faces... shit"

"Is hero school an elite..."

Thankfully, I baton touch Mr. Luna without any particular ill mouth.

"I'm Luna. Doing the Virgin and the Adventurer. Tell me if there are any wounded, my heel shot could blow the fire!

"Awesome style..., what the heck those slutty hands and feet..."

"And he said she was an elf and a Virgin"

"Isn't that Luna... he had a boyfriend..."

I can feel the voltage of the venue going down and down.

At the end, Laura walks away with a loving smile on her face.

"Hello -! I'm a receptionist in Odin. If you're planning to be an adventurer in this, come to us."

"Even this kid is cute. What's going on?

"And I have the nerve to be fully open..."

All three have good looks and no visible flaws. Good face, good style, and pretty good voice.

That doesn't disparage you, does it?

Horrified.

"Uhm, maybe the highest level of harem ever"

Mr. Pepero, too, seemed to admit quite a bit that they were all over the 950 points they could afford.

It's about 2,900 points, so it's an extra second-place pass. I'm happy to exchange high touches with Emma and the others.

"You did it."

"I'm sorry I didn't do anything!

"I'm fine. And this is where it comes from."

"Um, let's get you in the mood"

Another pair with Ramu's Adventurer Harlem, and we stay on the stage, and soon a second battle begins.

"Here I come up with the subject. Harlem members will have to respond to it. It should be noted that the team that was able to make everyone in the venue the most jealous will be the winner"

At first, it was a team with a kid called Slab Beauty.

"Then let's go. Three topics. One, what if my husband was trembling in a futon on a cold night? Two, what if my husband caught a cold? Three, prove ourselves the best harem."

Situation Fine!!

What action will you take on the subject put forward by Mr. Pepero? More specifically, tell them how much you love the Harlem Lord. I think that divides victory and defeat.

"Both of you, come here"

Laura takes Emma and Luna to an operational meeting between the three of us.

He doesn't dare tell me what it is because he wants a fresh reaction.

Looks like the scrutiny starts with a team with a slab beauty.

They were giving a hot kiss that would write off the cold, or a mouthful of bread handed to them by the host.

The audience makes a scene with a regrettable face.

But the strange thing is, who wouldn't want to go home alone? I don't want to see it, but I want to. Maybe you have such conflicting feelings.

The next Ramu adventurer party felt similar.

Just the last harem appeal.

Here, each and every one of us preaches the word of love for the Lord of Harlem.

The audience and Mr. Pepero held his chest and seemed to suffer.

And here we are, finally us!

Well, I don't know what to do.

Assuming you're in bed, let's sit down.

"So first, what do you do against your husband who makes it look cold?

When Pepero asks, Emma, Laura and Luna smile and rush cutely with Tata.

"Are you cold? It's okay, I'll warm you up now ~"

"Yes, it's okay now, it's not cold."

She hugs me from three directions, telling me to be gentle with my children. [M]

Huh!?

Moreover, he moves his body up and down to friction, trying to produce heat.

"Damn, those guys... how happy they look..."

"Shit, on a freezing night, if three beautiful women did that to me on the bed, I'd be dead by now."

The audience is suffering. Mr. Pepero's breath is getting rough, too.

"That's it! Next, next situation, medical attention when you have a cold!

Mr. Pepero can throw bread at you.

Soon, Laura will take me down gently and make me knee pillow.

As Laura looks down with a goddess-like smile, Emma will now relieve me of all muscles in my body.

"Always good luck, rest for as long as you have a cold"

Nico and.

Lovely.

Enjoying the release of muscle tension, now Luna breaks the bread into bite sizes and breathes whoops.

"Lord Knoll, uh"

While I'm confused, I'll get you some bread.

"Even though it's bread!? They're not hot at all, but they're doing hoo-hoo and stuff. '

"What the hell, you're so sweet when you have a cold?"

A tragic aura wraps up the entire venue, so much so that it can be described as an annoying cry.

"Me too... I used to tell my wife and daughter... Kuck, next. Hurry up and get to the last Harlem appeal!

When Mr. Pepero screams, the three of them work together to make him stand up about me.

And Emma on the front, Laura on the right, and Luna on the left.

What are you gonna do?

If that's what you think, the three of them get on with their calls.

"Me."

Chuchuchuchuchuchuchuchu

- They kiss the three of us at the same time, and it solidifies completely. The audience was more responsive than me.

"It's hard, my heart seems to be decided!

"Moderator, please, no more of our wounds. Yeah."

"... my wife and my daughter's... face... but chills... I'm gonna, uh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The host, Mr. Pepero, is about to break the most!

I ask softly, as I am flustered in a glocky state.

"Uh, excuse me. The result, what happens?

"You guys can win now, please, just disappear from this place."

"It's true. Already! You're gonna be traumatized, Woo!

So we received the millions of rears of the prize money and left the venue early.

LP1300 LP3700

It wasn't all about achieving the goal at once, but I guess it's a big leap forward.

I didn't do anything. [M]