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In the year 2025, for unknown reasons, dungeons started appearing all around the world. Monsters started invading nearby cities and massacring the citizens. The world population was dropping by the millions each day. To fight against the monsters, the whole world decided unanimously to create genetically modified human beings called "Warriors" by injecting a serum they called "Elixir". Thus, started the counterattack of the human race.

On a certain day 12 years after the start of dungeon appearance, while raiding the last and hardest dungeon in the world, an event occurred. After getting betrayed by his teammates, Warrior Ein was pushed down a bottomless pit just before facing the last boss as a sacrifice. Regret filling his heart, he cursed at his former teammates, swearing to take revenge against them before losing consciousness.

However, when he opened his eyes, he found himself as a dungeon master in a new world. Since he will die if the dungeon gets conquered, he decided to protect his dungeon from invaders while searching for a way to return to Earth. Will he be able to return to Earth and enact his revenge?

I am a Problematic Dungeon Master

Ein shifted slightly as he woke up. As he did, he immediately noticed the two who were grabbing him on both sides. He can't even sit up, as they were both using his chest as pillows, sleeping comfortably.

As Ein moved, Lilith quickly woke up. She gently pushed herself off Ein's body as she rubbed her eyes. For some reason, she was in her undergarments, making it hard for Ein to look straight at her.

"Welcome back." Lilith smiled gently as she caressed Ein's confused face.

At this moment, Michelle, who was sleeping on his other side, squirmed. She pulled Ein's arm into her embrace, sandwiching it between her breasts.

"Good morning, master," Michelle muttered in a sleepy voice. "And welcome back, too."

As Lilith left his side, he could turn to Michelle, only to see that she too was down to her underwear. Ein gulped involuntarily as he felt a wave of warmth spread to his lower half.

Who Ordered Chicken Wings?