# Keima's Perspective
Day 18
One week had passed since the bandits bought those slaves. In a certain
sense, the dungeon has been peaceful. No adventurers have come by and no
bandits have died. They went out looting twice, and came back with corpses
the second time. Four corpses, 600 DP. It must have been too hard to capture
them alive.
...Honestly though, is two raiding trips a week really enough to sustain
twenty-seven people? I know two of those people aren't fighting, but still. Ohhow am I rewarding them? Don't worry. I'm teaching them that it'll take a
long time for me to reward them if they don't kill the people inside the
dungeon. I'm not so easy to please. But either way, we're getting tons of DP
now that lots of "intruders" are hanging out in the dungeon all the time.
Though, I feel like we're getting more DP than we should from just twentyseven people. One of the slaves they bought must be pretty strong.
Unsurprisingly, the bandits were fucking the harpy every single day,
treating her like a s*x toy. Yeah... That was the only thing I wasn't too happy
about. I knew that was the fate all s*x slaves faced, but as a Japanese person,
it wasn't so easy for me to get used to.
"...I'm really surprised they haven't gotten tired of doing that yet."
"Yeaaah. It's starting to be a real eyesore."
"I was starting to like them a little, but I guess I just didn't know them
very well."
Huh. Rokuko's not happy about a woman being brutalized like that, huh?
She's got more humanity than I thought.
"It's like... They're covering my dungeon with dirty juices and stuff. It
really ticks me off, somehow."
"Oh, that's what you're upset about. Shouldn't you be getting mad about
me using the Master Room as a bathroom, then?"
"Oh, you and Gobsuke are fine, don't worry about it. You two can't help
needing to go to the bathroom... and you're both monsters I summoned
myself, so." You're still calling me a monster...? Well, I guess she did
summon me.
"It's kind of like you two are just a part of me. I don't like absorbing that
stuff, but... like I said, you two can't help it."
"Alright, makes sense to me. But... shouldn't you, like, actually love
absorbing goblin poop?"
"Keima? You're misunderstanding something about me. Definitely."
By the way, the boss was using the young dog-eared slave as a
dakimakura (a body pillow generally with an anime girl on its cover) at night
since she had the soft, smooth skin of a child. Aside from that, though, she
was just a general maid. She took care of the bandits' trash and whatnot.
They would occasionally punch or kick her for no reason, but she didn't
respond. She didn't even groan. She just stared ahead with her dead eyes. The
silver lining was that they didn't lock her up in the jail. She hung out beneaththe boss's bed when she wasn't doing anything else. Makes sense. You use
dakimakuras when sleeping, and putting things you use while sleeping under
your bed is just how things work.
"Humans are really neat. Is that how your species always raises children?"
"No way. That's just child abuse, plain and simple. I don't know how
things work in this world, but I'm absolutely confident that they're just being
cruel."
"...Yeaaah. Actually, like, is the harpy woman even still alive?"
"She's pretty exhausted, but since we're still getting DP from her, she's
alive." It would be problematic for them if the harpy died, so they've been at
the very least making sure she doesn't die. They wouldn't want to lose their
only real woman. But despite that, they were still being really violent with
her. It hurt to watch. I don't have a rape fetish or anything, after all. Consent
comes first. But misgivings or not, I didn't do anything to stop them. I
watched these bandits slaughter male adventurers. I would be a hypocrite if I
went out of my way to save those two slaves just because they're girls. There
was no merit in doing so. I would only be making things harder for myself. I
turned off the monitor so I didn't have to watch the harpy being raped and
then went to sleep.