Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

I opened my eyes, my eyes stinging a bit due to the light that was shining in through the open flaps with a visible, but shadowy figure looking down on me with a smile I could barely make out with my half-tired eyes.

"Well, I didn't think you would go back to sleep-ta." The figure, who I now noticed to be feminine in structure, said with a slightly excited voice. "Come on, get up. Lady Oshurkova is waiting for you at the Meeting Tent-ta."

I yawned loudly, forcing my body to follow my brain and get up, and was finally able to shake off the grogginess out of me.

"… Sorry, I sometimes have trouble waking up once I go back to sleep on the same day." I honestly said this towards the female Dungeon Master, who was wearing maid's clothes, the skimpy ones, I might add.

She had brownish-red eyes, with freckles decorating her cheeks. Her scarlet-bronze hair slightly reflects the light off of it, with rectangular glasses perched atop her cute little nose. Her mouth was formed into a smirk, with a slight tip of a tooth protruding out of her upper lip.

What's more, she was also tanned, making her look all the more beautiful in my eyes. I'm also sure that she's in her late teens. She was flat though, a bit of a shame.

I was instantly smacked on the head with a hard object, causing my head to bob down due to the force, but not hurt since I was made of sturdier stuff.

"Well, I think you might've been thinking of something inappropriate there, Lord Jionni-ta." The female maid had her smile still plastered on her face, but was now surrounded in a dark-type of aura.

That said, she had a verbal tic. The -ta at the end of her sentences made her cuter than before.

"Sorry, anyway, it's about time, right? My introduction?" I asked and the maid nodded, her previous chilly smile now replaced with that of a child's.

"Yes-ta! Lady Oshurkova is expecting you within the next few minutes, and it is my duty to bring you there in the most dashing way possible-ta!" The young maid chirped excitedly as she began to measure my body with a measuring tape she had on hand. "Ohhh~ You're big-ta! Though, not as big as Sir Arekhus and Mr. Tanjin-ta."

The female maid excitedly measured my body, and not so subtly made an innuendo about my size.

'Maybe I should enlarge my PP again, just in case…'

A few minutes of measuring and the maid was finally done. For whatever purpose, I had no idea, and I was about to get ready to wear the Monkey King's Garb, right after I placed these ordinary modern clothes back in my inventory when this maid left my tent, but it seemed she had other plans.

With a snap of her fingers, my body felt instantly cooler, and then warmer. Looking at my body, I noticed that my modern clothes were gone and were neatly folded on top of the hands of the maid in front of me. What replaced them was a motherfucking tuxedo that fit my size just perfect, accentuating my hairy biceps. I also had black shoes on, with slacks that fit well, yet loose enough that I could parkour through this forest without being hindered by the fabric, or better yet, without it tearing and showing my privates for the whole world to see.

"Ah~ You just look so dashing-ta!" The maid exclaimed happily. My folded modern clothes are propped up on the ground just beside my sleeping bag. "Lady Oshurkova is going to love this-ta!"

The maid then bowed and waited for me at the entrance of my tent, all the while I was still in confusion about the whole ordeal.

'… What the fuck just happened…?' A floating question mark appeared over my head as I gazed upon the smiling maid, who just smiled even brighter as she waited for me patiently. '… Welp… At least I get some free clothes, good ones, even.'

At least there's a silver lining in this chaos, and that's free clothes.

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Both of us walked through the deserted camp, with the exception of the watch guard on shift as evident by the Dungeon Master sitting in the watch tower.

"So… Why the get up?" I asked the maid, who smiled and showed me her pearly whites.

"It's to impress Lady Oshurkova-ta!" The maid skipped merrily as her skimpy skirt flipped up ever so slightly, enough to give me a view of her delicious thighs, but not enough to let me see her undergarments.

'Whoever made that skirt is a goddamned tease…' I grumbled inwardly, my inner male lashing out at the unfairness of it all.

"That's it?" I asked, a bit dumbfounded by the reason. "It's not because it's a formal event?"

"Nope-ta!" The maid skipped her way merrily while I sighed at the overly-excited maid. It wasn't until a few minutes later did we arrive at the Meeting Tent. Looking over it once again, I realized that it was even bigger than Oshurkova's tent, who I'm pretty sure is high-up in the chain-of-command in this camp. "This is where I stop-ta. Please, head on in, Lady Oshurkova awaits-ta."

The maid bowed once more and stepped aside. I raised my eyebrows at the display, before shrugging and approaching the flaps.

"By the way, I never got your name. Can I ask you?"

"It's Reia-ta!"

"Reiata?" I asked with a head tilt, and she shook her head, a bit of a pout on her face.

"Reia, Lord Jionni-ta!" I ahh'd and nodded, giving Reia a smile as I headed inside the Meeting Tent.

Once inside, I saw about 10 Dungeon Masters sitting around a large table with a large-scale map of some kind of area in the middle.

"And he finally arrives. Goodness, youngsters these days are all tardy…" A Dungeon Master who looked like an overgrown mushroom sighed as he breathed out some smoke from his pipe.

"Now, now, give the man some credit. He looks presentable towards the crown." Another Dungeon Master, this time a female who had two wings right behind her and bird legs, chirped from her seat.

"On that, we agree, you insufferable crow." Another Dungeon Master this time piped up from her seat, with very real cat ears perched on her head.

"What did you call me, slutty whore?"

"I called you chicken crow, sound good enough?"

"Why you cat in heat!"

The two then began to argue, to the irritation of the other Dungeon Masters within the Meeting Tent. It all stopped, however, the moment another figure entered the room.

"My, oh my~ I didn't think you would've dressed up for the occasion." The familiar, sultry voice whispered in my ear as I turned my body towards the person invading my personal space.

"You can thank a maid for that." I sighed, a bit confused as to why I needed to be dressed in this particular get up.

"… Now I know why." Oshurkova sighed as she grumbled. "Damn Reia and her match-making habits."

"Anyway, we need to get this all sorted out, so first, please take a seat, Jionni." Oshurkova strode ahead and sat her pretty little ass on the giant empty throne that was obviously reserved for the highest standing official in this camp. I looked for a vacant seat and sat there, all the while most of the Dungeon Masters' attention was on me.

"Now then, shall we begin today's agenda?" Oshurkova stated, a serious expression plastered on her face.