Hot Springs Services (Part 3)

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"Only that? You're a reincarnator or someone reborn after death, right? Have we met each other before?" said the Dungeon Master while watching my facial expression with a serious look.

This question? Doesn't this seem like a trap to get information about my previous life?

"What does it mean?" Without taking the bait given by the Dungeon Master, I wore an innocent face confused by the question.

Paying attention to the expression on my face along with the movement of her gentle hand stroking my hard object, I could feel a small pressure roughly squeezing my hard object. Her questions and actions had two different meanings like a whip and a carrot interrogation.

If my words answered her question, the Dungeon Master would adjust her gentle massage according to my comfort level. However, if her question is not answered, the Dungeon Master will perform a rough massage that hurts my hard object.

A cunning tactic to extort information from a man who is lulled by the softness of a woman's body.

"We don't know each other but I know all the information about you, like the Dungeon Master who has seven sisters separated by distance and time?" hearing my words, the rough movements of her hands massaging my hard object stopped.

"You know information about my sisters too?" said the Dungeon Master with a surprised expression.

"As I said, we don't know each other but I know information about you. Something you hate, something you want to do, and something you love. I remember all that life along with information about you and my future which was on the edge of death," I said with a small sigh.

"Maybe you won't believe it because I will die at a young age, haha..." I continued with a faint smile that raised the flag of my death.

The direction of this conversation turned into something sad. The expression on my face that was trying to laugh by covering up sadness made the Dungeon Master look at me with pity.

"Yep, that will happen and it would be great if I could change the destiny of death that will come to pick me up. That's what made me enter this dungeon to train my weak self for the day I die. Does that sound like ants trying to escape death from a flash flood that will come after heavy rain?" I asked the Dungeon Master.

While hearing my question, the Dungeon Master rinsed part of my body with warm water.

"It's not so bad for an ant that tried to change its fate of death by climbing a thick tree and surviving a flash flood. This dungeon has a very different design from all dungeons in that it provides treasures, materials, equipment, and weapons as conquest rewards. The conquest rewards stored in this dungeon will affect the natural strength hidden in your body. Isn't it worth a try?"

"I knew about this dungeon conquest reward and the difficulty level of the hellish challenge to test my limits. By training the limits of one's abilities in the torments of hell to become stronger. Isn't that too gentle for people who meet with difficulties in their lives? The rewards given by this dungeon are more than enough to avoid the death that will come to me."

"And you still want to go through that hellish challenge, don't you? The risk of death is very high in this dungeon. Especially with the emphasis on power experienced by men. This is not a dungeon that is friendly to the presence of a man," said the Dungeon Master who reminded me of the debuff effect of this dungeon.

"Are you sure about continuing the hellish training that will endanger your own life?" asked the Dungeon Master with sharp eyes.

"Don't worry, that doesn't mean I don't have a plan to get through the challenges of hell with all the information I know from my previous life," I said.

My self-confidence was etched on my smiling face as if I saw the challenges of hell like small obstacles for children. My smile made the Dungeon Master look at me with a warm gaze that appraised my spirit of motivation.

"I love that confidence, but be careful! Not all plans will go according to your expectations. I can't see the future. So, don't bother me to take care of your death in my dungeon!" said the Dungeon Master who warned me.

"I don't plan to die in this dungeon."

Hearing that short answer, the Dungeon Master washed my body again with warm water. Removed the soap suds that filled my lower body and rinsed with warm water that adjusted to my body temperature.

That one final touch pushed my body to rush into the hot spring I had been waiting for. Dungeon Master's encouragement guided my body to slowly enter the hot spring. Like a hostess serving important guests, the Dungeon Master gave a gentle smile that spoiled the scene in front of me.

* Splash...

The warmth of the hot spring hit my body and relieved the tiredness I felt.

"Hmm… Not so bad," I exclaimed as I immersed part of myself in the hot spring.

"What about your lower body after getting a loving massage from me? Feels good?" said the Dungeon Master while submerging some of her legs in warm water and combing her long hair so that it flowed freely.

Her beautiful body shape reminds me of the charm of a graceful and friendly Japanese girl. Provide service with a sweet smile and accept odd requests to suit the situation. Just thinking about that, my hard object stood up straight again and made a feeling of tightness in my lower body which was covered by the white towel.

I wanted to throw away those dirty thoughts and move on to another topic of conversation.

"This bath is amazing, I like it," I praised to open a topic of conversation that diverted my dirty thoughts.

"You can visit me every day to enjoy this hot spring, in exchange... you can give me a new experience that I have never had from another world," said the Dungeon Master.

"An experience you've never had before? Like some new food from another world?" I replied by throwing a question at the Dungeon Master.

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