Chapter 1

I Don’t Want to Work…!

“I don’t want to work . ”

Getting summoned into a different world . Well, after Kami-sama heard my only condition, he answered me, Masuda Keima .

“… Umm, what did you want?”

“A life that I wouldn’t need to do anything would be good…”

“… Even if you’re reincarnated as a tree?”

“Ah~, that would be great~”

Kami-sama sighed with an amazed face .

“That’s… why did I listen to your condition… will you hear me out?”

“Eh? What is it?”

Though I think his story was about the circulation of mana and something about demons, I wasn’t listening that well .

“In your original world, could you have researched something like a golem? With that, doesn’t it fill you with motivation…?”

“Eh? Hahaha, not really . Though there are some students nowadays like that~”

Making a maid robot to live my days in comfort, that was my dream .

Though if I told Kami-sama about such a dream, he’d find out I’m a useless member of society .

By the way, I did mess around with studying something like a thirty centimeter ready-made robot kit that could move at school . Make it myself? Too much trouble…

“Okay, there’s no time left so… though it was special, I’ll ask the next person . ”

“Eeeh~…”

“Well, I’ll just make you able to understand language . Oh, be sure to do your best since you have my blessing . ”

“But I don’t want to do anything…”

“Though there is magic in the world you’ll be reincarnating into, I don’t believe civilization has developed to the point where you don’t have to work . Besides, if you are summoned purposely to do something, it might be just what you want . ”

“I want to go back inside…”

“Well, do your best . ”

My vision was surrounded by bright light .

In this way, I was summoned to another world .

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“A-alright! The summon was successful! … Eh, wait, h-human!? Why!?”

Though I don’t know by what fundamental law, I appeared in a room whose walls were shining faintly in white .

Before my eyes was something called a loli wearing a white dress, a cute girl that lolicons would covet .

Though since I prefer ones more grown up, sorry .

… As for my foot fetish though, with her wearing knee socks it’s not bad .

“Why… such a small fry despite putting in all of the DP…”

“… Can I sleep?”

“Eh-”

“Can I go to sleep? Oh, is there a futon?”

“Wha-whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!?”

This guy . Despite saying I was sleepy she’s yapping noisily .

“Ugugu, what, this toy monster is talking and not listening! … Ah, human huh . I wonder if that’s why it’s talking . ”

“Oi, what are you… you’re giving me a headache, keep your voice down . ”

“Ah, o-okay… Wait, what’s with you! I am the summoner, you should obediently listen to what I say . ”

“Oi little girl… where’s your papa and mama? I’d like to go home . ”

“Who’s a little girl! Y-you’re a monster summoned by the dungeon core! I’m going to work you until you die!”

Dungeon core… monster… yup, I don’t get it . I was summoned, so am I not a hero?

“Hey, quickly get up to leave and slaughter the bandits! Since I even invested 1000 DP, aren’t you actually pretty strong!?”

She suddenly started talking about something dangerous, oi .

“I see, since I’ll listen to you for a sec, speak . What’s a dungeon core, a monster, and DP? As for being summoned… I get that . ”

“Oh, what, maybe you’re smart since you can talk? I am a magician or… well, it’s fine . This is my dungeon . ”

“A little girl is the dungeon master…?”

“Aaah, so you know of dungeon masters . But there isn’t a dungeon master in my dungeon . Ah, but if forced, I wonder if I’d call myself the dungeon master?”

Of course I don’t know what dungeon masters in the world are, but I imagine they’re something like the ones in fantasy games from my memories .

But, the dungeon core… in other words, the heart of the dungeon . This little girl is…?

“Rather, though you said humans are small fries, aren’t you a human?”

“I’m not, just this appearance is that of a human… wait, what’s that ‘you’!? You will call me master!”

“Ah, come to think of it I haven’t heard your name, what is it?”

“Mine? It’s Dungeon Core No . 695 . ”

A number? Talk about cutting corners… no, if there’s a 695 that mean’s there are at least 694 others . If that’s it, naming would be one of the things skimped on .

“Got it, Rokuko . ”

“Huh? What?”

“No, since it’s hard to say Dungeon Core No . such and such, I decided your name is Rokuko . Your full name is Dungeon Core Rokuko . Ah, I’m Masuda Keima . ”

I turned Dungeon Core No . 695 into Rokuko, what’s this girl saying while staring at me?

“Huh? Mahsewtah Kehma? … Is that an alias? Rather, what are you saying on your own–”

[Naming received, Master acknowledged . ]

“”Eh?””

Though I didn’t understand what was going on, that’s how I became a dungeon master .