Angel Prologue

Prologue - Empty Room

　I found myself in an empty room.

　There were no windows or doors.

　It was a white room, about the size of an elementary school classroom, with no furniture or furnishings.

　There were a few men and women there, including me.

「Hey, hey, what is this place?」

「Why am I here ......?」

「Huh......? Huh ......?」

　Each was puzzled and some were muttering something.

　They're all different genders and ages.

　There are no familiar faces.......

「What's with this outfit in the first place......!」

　Everyone here was dressed in sleeveless, knee-length white clothing.

　There were no buttons, no zippers, clothes that go over your head――or was it called a kantou gown――and at least I wasn't wearing any underwear or anything else.

「What the hell ...... damn it! I can't remember ......」

　From nearby, I hear a man's voice sounding confused.

　Indeed, I couldn't remember what I had been doing and under what circumstances I had come here.

　No, it's not that I'm losing my memory.

　I am Kouzai Haruma, 33 years old.

　I was born in a rural area, graduated from a local high school, went to a third-rate university in the city, and found a job at an IT company.

　I became a freelancer before I turned 30, and thanks to my skills, my income was fairly stable.

　I don't have a siblings

　I have little connection with my relatives.

　My mother passed away a few years ago.

　Shortly after that, I returned to my homecity to take care of my father, who had fallen ill.

　Fortunately, there was a freelance job in my homecity, so I had no problem living while taking care of my father.

　Soon after, however, my father died.

　At that point, I liked the laid-back life in the countryside, so I continued to live at home.

　...... Yeah, I can remember that.

　And then ...... right, I seem to have attended a city hall meeting .......

　After my father died, the rotating turn came around to our house, so I became the neighborhood association president.

　I honestly thought it was a hassle, and I could vaguely remember up to the point where I went to a few city hall meetings.......but my memory is fuzzy after that.

「What the hell, oh god ......!

　I heard an exasperated female voice and turned my attention to her.

　A woman with long brown hair who looked about my age.

　Her hair is a bit messy, so I wondered if she usually ties her hair?.

　I see the fullness of her breasts pushing up her loose-fitting kantou gown.

　Is she not wearing underwear, too?

　When I think about that, my crotch is bigger――

「Bastard, what the hell are you standing there for? Huuuh!?」

　My heart jumps at the sound of a woman's threatening voice.

「E-Even if you say that, t-there's nothing I can do about it ......!」

「The hell did you just say, you bald old man! I'll beat you up!?」

　An ex-Yankee-looking woman began to argue with a thin-haired, overweight old man.

　Thank God...... it wasn't me......

「I told you fucking stop staring at me!!」

「Buhii!」

　The ex-Yankee woman kicked the old man in the front.

　At that moment, I saw it.

　The inside of the kantou gown of the sister who raised her legs.

　The unkempt blonde-haired woman's pussy was covered with soft, fluffy black pubic hair.

　From the shadow of the hair, I could clearly see the tightly closed crack.

　The old man who had been kicked was also watching.

　The young man diagonally in front of me was also watching.

　The boy standing right next to him also turned his red face away, so I guessed he was watching.

「Ah!?」

　Another woman raised her voice/

　A petite woman with shiny black hair in a short bob stood up and looked down at herself, shaking somewhat slightly, but suddenly started walking.

「Aah ...... aaah! No way......!!」

　She walked around the area in a circular motion while shouting something, and soon crouched down.

「Aaaaahhhh...... uaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhnnnnn!」

　And then she began to cry aloud.

「H-hey, you! What the hell is going on!?」

　The ex-Yankee woman rushed over to the black-haired lady in a panic.

「Are you all right? Is something wrong?」

　As she said this, the ex-Yankee woman hugged the black-haired woman softly.

「Did something bad happen to you? Did someone do something terrible to you?」

「Uuuuhhhh......! Uuuaahhh......!!」

　To such a question, the black-haired woman raised her voice inaudibly and then hugged the ex-Yankee woman.

「Good grief, what a mess ......」

　The ex-Yankee woman muttered in annoyance and gently patted her on the back as if to soothe the black-haired woman she held to her chest.

　Yep, precious.

　――*ker-chak*

　Suddenly, there is a sound like a door opening.

　When I turned my eyes in that direction, a door that should not have been there a moment ago appeared before I knew it, and a man appeared from the other side of it.

「Hello everyone, a pleasure to meet you.」

　The man, who looked to be around 30 years old, was wearing a recruitment suit and a sword on his waist.

　I wondered if he was cosplaying for a game or something?

　Looking closely, he seemed to be wearing chain mail under his jacket.

「Oya, is there trouble right awa――」

「Hey, you!」

　As if interrupting the man's words, a middle-aged man, who had been quiet until a moment ago, raises his voice.

「What is this all about?」

「Ah, that's quite a difficult question, isn't it?」

　The middle-aged man's voice had depth and weight, and he seemed to be of high social standing, but the man in chainmail answered aloof and undaunted.

「Let me change the question. Was it you who brought us here?」

　Oohh, I was amazed that he could ask such a calm question in such a situation.

　This middle-aged man must have gone through a certain amount of carnage.

「No, it wasn't me. Rather, I was brought here years ago just like you guys.」

「What?」

　Does that mean that if I come here, I won't be able to leave for years?

「....., In that case, why are we here?」

「If by "why" you mean why you were brought here, I don't know either. Well, that's just luck or something like that.」

　Are you saying we were chosen at random?

　Hmmm, if only I could remember what I was doing just before I came here. ......

「Where are we?」

「A dungeon.」

「A dungeon!?」

　Suddenly, a boy by my side shouts out.

　I think he's in junior high school.

　He is a lanky-looking boy.

　All eyes were on him, but the boy didn't seem to care, or perhaps he didn't even notice, as he looked at the man in chainmail with a twinkle in his eye.

「Well, since this is not the right place, I will explain in detail later, so please follow me.」

　The man's words caused a stir among everyone.

　However, when the middle-aged man, who had been questioning the man, raised one hand, they all became strangely silent.

　How can I say this middle-aged man, I can feel his dignity even from his back.

　Without this man, the place probably must have been a little rougher.

　The man in chainmail also looks somewhat relieved.

「I hate to say this, but is there any need for us to follow you in this incomprehensible situation?」

　The middle-aged man said, and the man went to the door, which was left open.

　When the door closed with a *ker-chak*, there was nothing there.

「Wha――!?」

　――Kachak

　Just as everyone, including the middle-aged man, was about to scream, the man came back.

　A door appeared again on the wall where nothing had been.

「As you can see, this door is one-way.」

　The man said before the middle-aged man could say anything.

「If you want to stay here, sure, go ahead. But the next time people come here will be tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, three days from now, or a week from now. ...... Well, I don't think there will be people for 10 days, though.」

「What about food and drinks?」

「As you can see, there is nothing in the room. Unless someone brings something from the other side, there will be nothing.」

「Fumu........., let's at least have a discussion amongst the people here――」

「I'm going!!」

　A young boy shouts, interrupting the middle-aged man's words.

「There's a dungeon over there, right!?」

「Yeah, there is」

　The man answered the boy's question in a calm tone.

「 Will we be managing the dungeon? Or conquer it?」

「Conquer it, I guess.」

「Conquer it, huh... ...... Well, whatever! I'm going!」

　A boy runs out with a light footstep.

「Wait a minute」

　The middle-aged man chides the boy.

　But the boy glared at him.

「I mean, why are you in charge of this place? What I do is none of other people's business.」

「Still, we don't know if we can trust this guy――」

「Oh, I'll go too.」

　As the middle-aged man tried to further admonish the boy, I interrupted him.

「Not only that man, but everyone here can't be trusted, and if that's the case, I'll go with the one who seems to know what's going on.」

「Muh......」

「Besides, when you hear the word "Dungeon," you can't ignore it, can you?」

　I smiled at the boy and he turned his head away in embarrassment.

　Well, I've been playing video games, reading manga, watching anime, and reading novels since I was a kid.

　I can somewhat understand the boy's feelings.

「I'll go with you, too.」

　Next, a woman with long brown hair came this way.

「Does that mean the others aren't coming?」

　The middle-aged man looks at the man with a stern expression.

　The young man who was a little in front of me looked at the middle-aged man and the man alternately as if he was puzzled.

　The bald old man is dripping with greasy sweat and glancing at the situation.

　It was a little creepy that he sometimes turned his mousy gaze toward the ex-Yankee.

　The ex-Yankee watching the situation in a troubled manner.

　The black-haired girl was still sobbing her face into the ex-Yankee's chest.

　How precious.

　The rest were an old lady who had never raised her voice from the beginning and looked frightened all the time, and a big, burly older brother who was sitting cross-legged with his arms crossed and his eyes closed, looking down.

「Well, I have no choice but to come back tomorrow, then」

　When the man said this, the remaining people breathed a sigh of relief.

　I thought the big, burly man was sleeping, but he looked up lightly, looked at the man, and then immediately slumped down.

「However, as I said before, there is nothing here. There is no food and water, no toilet, no bedding, no private room, no partitions, no――」

「We're going, too after all! Come on, stand up!」

「Y-Yes,...... I'm, going too,......」

　Perhaps noticing something in the man's words, the ex-Yankee stood the black-haired one up and came over here.

　The granny followed suit.

　――Tch .......

　At that time, I heard a faint click of the tongue.

　I don't know who it was, but I wonder if they were thinking of something bad.

「Fuh... ....... Looks like I can't help to follow you here.」

　The middle-aged man finally gave in, and eventually, everyone left the room.

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