Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 167: Invading Dianeira’s Dream Island again ~

Around me there is a dreamlike fog. In the real world, this fog would blind even the best explorer. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"I have returned to the plane of dreams. Dianeira, wait for me~"

I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time~

For a long time now I have not been able to take revenge for this girl’s pranks toward me. And even though I can sometimes hit Dianeira, that doesn’t mean I can actually fight her in the real world.

Dianeira has a lot of strength in her arms and legs, and she has great mobility—especially when it comes to dodging skills. It’s obvious she’s been letting me land hits on purpose and does not keep her guard up against me.

And that offends me a lot!!!

But in the world of dreams it is the opposite!

Here, in the spiritual dream plane of carbon-based creatures... I AM THE KING!!!

Moving through this fog is becoming easier for me. My senses seem to get used to the information that my soul obtains in this world, such as the sense of smell.

Since we all came here to work and not on vacation, everyone went to sleep early. But not before asking me if I was okay, and asking Magen to bring me some dinner.

So when I entered the dream world, it didn’t take long until the smell of my teammates was felt in the fog.

One by one they began manifesting in the dream world. And although I was curious about the dreams of the other girls, I resisted—waiting for Dianeira’s dream island to fully load on the dream server.

Then, when I smelled Dianeira’s scent right in the direction where Kara’s aroma came from, I floated toward her island and entered her dream.

"Probably because she just fell asleep—her dream world hasn’t fully formed yet..."

Everything around me was still hazy—but with a gray fog. Although I can feel Dianeira’s aura coming from everywhere and from all directions.

"I could just wait for Dianeira to go into REM sleep and start dreaming... but I don’t have all night!"

A typical person begins to dream about an hour to an hour and a half after falling asleep, going through the phases of sleep to the state of rapid eye movement or REM.

"...But I have no plans to wait more than an hour here surrounded by fogs of dreams...

Not to mention that time passes very differently in the world of dreams than in the real world. Sometimes a second can pass inside here and an hour outside—or in that hour you can live a whole life inside the dream."

So even if I have to spend more demonic energy, it is best to build a dream now to attract Dianeira to descend onto her dream island.

"Uhnm~ Thinking... I think a forest would be good since she is an explorer who doesn’t lose to the -Wood Elves-..."

I raise my hands (imaginary ones, of course), and trees start sprouting from the ground that began to grow around my location. And after a few minutes, a land of lush green forests appeared.

Large, very tall trees with leafy crowns and green leaves barely let in a few rays of sun. And obviously, in dreams, even if you look at the sky, you will never see the sun. I am not going to worry about these details. Furthermore, every detail I pay attention to—to create and make the dream more real—is more expenditure of demonic energy.

A soil with abundant grass, bushes here and there, and trees is sufficient for a forest design.

"Huh? Why am I naked?"

When you enter someone else’s dream, you are first an invisible spirit.

But it seems that I forgot my clothes when creating my body within the dream.

"Archers and explorers... Let’s dress in brown leather pants to camouflage with the trees, and green leather on top~

Some boots... And a bow with a quiver on my back! Hehehe~

Dianeira, let’s see who is the hunter and who is the prey in the world of dreams~"

The bow is simple. I don’t know much about bows, so one from my imagination is enough. And speaking of arrows—they are arrows without sharp tips. I don’t want to -kill- Dianeira when I shoot her, although in the dream you can’t really kill. I’ll create arrows with ball-tipped ends made of sticky rubber, so when I shoot Dianeira and hit her, she’ll feel a soft, ball-like blow on her body—and the stickiness will keep the arrow from falling off, making it cling to her skin.

"Uhnm~ It’s here~"

My nose twitched as I smelled Dianeira’s scent.

Attracting Dianeira’s consciousness to the dream I created is not difficult—almost like making a honey trap and waiting for the bear to fall.

I may not have training as an archer, but I’ve seen Naruto, and I know how to run jumping from tree to tree~

Also, this is a dream! Logic doesn’t apply.

After ten seconds, I found Dianeira in the forest. She seemed bewildered, but her own mind will guide her. For example, when she sees that she appeared in a forest, her mind will devise a story and give her the tools that she knows she may need in this environment.

So a Dianeira in the forest—even though she is puzzled at first—quickly adjusts her mind, thinking that she is hunting or practicing her scout and archer skills.

Dianeira is also dressed in leather attire. Unlike me, Dianeira wears her scout armor as usual.

"It’s time to catch you and make you MINE, my Little Bunny!~"

I shouted from atop a high tree branch as I pulled out an arrow from my quiver on my back and placed it on my bow, pointing toward Dianeira on the ground.

"Vremya? Vremya! Let me catch you and show you how sweet it is to be a man~"

’This girl... what is she thinking...?’

Although her words surprise me, it doesn’t surprise me much. Dianeira has been attacking me sexually all this time. Sometimes I wonder where **she** gets these ideas from...

Even though I suddenly appeared in the forest, and Dianeira for a moment went blank wondering what was going on, her mind quickly updated the story script and created an event where she and I are facing each other.

Sometimes my dreams surprise me. Strange things happen and sudden changes occur—but for the dreamer, everything is fine and very normal. And unless there is a very sudden change, you will not wake up.

I didn’t let Dianeira get ready. And when she finished talking and saying strange things, I shot many arrows. In reality, only one—but with imagination, many appeared as if I had shot them all at once.

"AHHHH! YUCK! What is that!? Slime!?..."

The arrows did not fall on Dianeira’s body. Instead, they transformed into a sticky substance that covered her entire body.

"You want to do weird things to me!?

Then let me show you what I have learned alone in my previous life about the culture of an eastern island country~"

"Uhnmmm~..."

The feeling beneath me feels very different.

The softness on my body is not correct, nor is the temperature. Light enters my eyes. My eyelids tremble and open, revealing before my pupils a strange white wooden ceiling.

"Uhnm?~..."

As my -system- reboots, I glance around the unfamiliar room. To the side, on another bed, I see a young boy with short, messy brown hair, drool coming out of his mouth, sleeping in a strange position...

The light that allows me to see the room is soft and a little yellowish. The large window, covered by thick curtains, lets in a bit of dawn light.

"Wow~ Looks like it’s time to wake up... Mnmnmnm~"

I stretched as I remembered where I was, and all my memories flooding back and functional again.

As usual, I simply kicked the blanket that covered me and protected me from the cold—and magically, the blanket floated in the air.

Placing myself on my side near the edge of the bed, I lowered my feet and gently pushed myself up, finishing sitting up—and stretched my body again.

"I feel so good today~"

After stretching, my hands instinctively drift to my belly, and my spatial perception analyzed the inside of my body.

"Great!~

I thought that because it was a different potion than the one prepared at home, it might not work completely—but it seems that everything is fine with my body and my hormones."

Before my eyes—or the organ, or whatever it is—I can see the soft pink, velvety walls glistening slightly with moisture. And it’s not that there is light inside my body, or that my spatial perception shows me colors—but that is the information my mind receives when inspecting my internal organs.

Although it is the first time I see that part of my body, leaving aside the embarrassment, I can say that EVERYTHING IS WELL now.

Giving a small jump, I got out of bed. My feet entered a pair of white slippers made from the skin of an animal I have not had the pleasure of meeting.

Although in the bed area there is a soft carpet, the bathroom has a marble floor—which, although it is a warm material, in this time of year (where the cold begins to absorb all kinds of heat), even marble floors feel cold to the touch. So it is not advisable to go barefoot.

I grabbed my backpack and headed to the bathroom, starting the morning routine I’ve had for most of my two lives.

After brushing my teeth and rinsing my face with fresh water to finish waking up, I sat on the toilet to pee. After finishing my morning physiological secretion needs, I rinsed myself with water and began to take off the sleepwear that I had prepared exclusively for travel—especially when I have to share a room.

"Wait!

Why did I sit down to make number one if I’m a boy!?"

My body and mind froze for a moment....

After dressing in the clothes prepared to explore mountains and rocky areas, I left the bathroom. And from the door, I used a little wind magic to blow gently toward Destan, who has not yet woken up...

"Huh? What’s wrong?"

Destan woke up surprised and confused.

"It’s already dawn. Get up quickly, go rinse and change. I’ll go down first."

I was thinking of going straight down to the inn’s restaurant. But I decided to see if the girls were up yet. Also... I want to see Dianeira’s face when she wakes up~

Hehehehehehehe~

"I shouldn’t invade anyone’s privacy... but... eh?

Ehhhhh!~

Is she wet?~"