Chapter 1

“Good morning, everyone! I’m A-rank adventurer Hayato! Today, we’re taking on the High Orc, the floor boss of the Shinjuku Dungeon’s tenth stratum!”

On the screen, a young, idol-like adventurer flashed a fist toward the camera. Behind him stood about fifteen men with a similar look. They must have been tackling the floor boss as a group.

After briefly acknowledging the viewers’ comments, the A-rank adventurers pushed open the boss room doors. A drone camera flew in ahead, projecting the scene inside.

A purple magic circle emerged on the floor of the boss room, and a bipedal monster with a pig’s face appeared in its center. It was a High Orc.

The High Orc hoisted the hammer in its right hand high into the air, intimidating the adventurers with a fierce cry.

“All right! Take your positions!”
“Yes!”

Following the A-rank adventurer’s instructions, five men carrying tower shields moved into the vanguard position and closed the distance to the High Orc.

“Buiiii…!”

The High Orc’s hammer swung down. Yet, it was effortlessly bounced back by the unbroken wall of tower shields lined up without a gap.

“Now!”

The five midguard members waiting behind the tanks thrust their short spears through the gaps in the tower shields. The moment the tips pierced the High Orc, a mosaic blur covered the entire screen. Vaguely, they could tell the High Orc had tumbled to the ground.

“Finish it!”

The five rear-guard members seemed to have unleashed magic. Fireballs? gathered near the High Orc’s head? They were probably aiming for suffocation.

“Hold this state and wait for five minutes!”

The vanguard pinned the High Orc’s body down with their tower shields, simply waiting for time to pass. Before long, the High Orc seemed to breathe its last, and its body turned to smoke. Then, the mosaic censor lifted.

Left behind was a single magic stone about the size of a strawberry. If they sold it, it would probably fetch around fifty thousand. Dividing that among sixteen people made for a pretty pathetic payout.

“Another complete victory today! We’re going to do this boss fight fifteen more times today! Be sure to watch till the end!”

“As if I’d watch this! What is even funnels about this?!”

I couldn’t help shouting at the PC screen.

I had tried watching a dungeon stream for the first time in a while, and the situation was worse than ever. The moment even a single drop of blood appeared, the entire screen automatically blurred over with a mosaic, followed by utterly devoid-of-reality scenes.

On top of that, the adventurers simply repeated established capture methods while maintaining a safe margin. Boring. Truly boring.

Yet, most viewers were “fine” with that. They were satisfied just watching their favorite handsome men and beauties messing around and fighting monsters alongside their comrades.

“So this is the most popular adventurer… Screw that. I’m going to smash a routine like this to pieces…”

I shut my laptop lid and packed it into an adventurer’s backpack I had prepared beforehand.

After locking the door, I flipped the circuit breaker. I did it because I didn’t know when I’d be back.

“Alright…”

With the backpack strapped to my back, I left the house. To bring the romance back to dungeon streaming.

When I checked the smartphone attached to my left arm with a belt, the chat section was already buzzing. Naturally, it would. After all, I had started a dungeon stream on a so-called adult chat site.

The site name was ExtremeChat. With its radical site policy of being completely unedited and having zero banned restrictions, it had become a massive craze among men worldwide as an underground adult site.

Many of the performers were young women, using every trick in the book to earn superchats from viewers.

It was things like, “If you give me 50 pt, I’ll take off my bra!” or “If you give me 100 pt, I’ll strip naked!” For reference, 1 pt was roughly a hundred yen.

“Can everyone watching hear my voice?”

I spoke toward the drone camera floating in midair.

The viewers, naturally, were waiting for a woman to show up.

“Sorry. Actually, no woman is going to appear.”

“Sorry. It’s not for gays, either. I am going to stream a dungeon dive right now.”

A fair point. But I had my reasons.

“Actually, I have a unique skill. The skill name is Naked. The lighter my clothing, the more my physical abilities improve by leaps and bounds.”

Things were really starting to liven up. Time to talk about my true intentions.

“I am dissatisfied with the current environment surrounding dungeon streaming. Dungeon streaming of the past used to be free. The deaths of monsters and the deaths of humans were delivered to viewers raw and unfiltered. But it’s different now. Major sites have strict compliance, and blood-soaked scenes automatically get mosaic censorship.”

“Furthermore, capture methods for all dungeons have become standardized, and raids taking safe margins has become the norm. There is no room for adventure left there. In other words, romance is gone from dungeon streaming!”

“That’s why I decided to stream a dungeon on ExtremeChat, which has absolutely zero banned restrictions!! And the stage for this is the Somalia Dungeon, which has newly emerged for the first time in twenty years!!”

“After ‘getting along’ with about a hundred of them with this, they let me into the dungeon.”

Saying that, I hoisted the longsword in my right hand into the air.

“I didn’t say I killed them. We just got along. Besides, you guys all want to see a completely uncensored stream of the Somalia Dungeon, don’t you…!?”

All right. I’ll show them a real adventure.

I hoisted the longsword over my shoulder and started making my way deeper into the dungeon.