"How many people in the world are completely unafraid of spiders? I think it's good if one out of a thousand people is not afraid." -- Being afraid of spider-like creatures should be considered a normal physiological response for most people.

Although this cave in the middle of Mount Grace is a bit strange, my wife herself is a monster, and we are only resting at the entrance of the cave for three to five days, not venturing deeper inside. It feels safe, so I bowed towards the cave and said a few polite words like "My wife and I are out and got caught in the rain, and we would like to rest here for two days. We apologize for any inconvenience caused." Then I brought my wife into the cave to take shelter from the rain.

The entrance of the cave is not very cold, but we still need to build a fire. I didn't mention my concerns about possible monsters in the cave to my wife. I dried her hair and went outside to find some branches for firewood. After the branches were soaked in the rain, it took some effort to ignite them.

I used a small axe to remove the wet bark from the branches and left the relatively dry twigs. I used some old clothes left in the cave to help ignite the fire, creating a simple and meager bonfire. I lit a cigarette and handed it to my wife. She took a deep breath and returned it to me. Our hair was tangled and messy from the rain, and it looked quite disheveled. In the flickering firelight, we couldn't help but laugh.

"Look at you, so ugly."

"Well, you're not much better..."

"Hehe. But husband, you're quite impressive to have found this cave."

"Of course, I... Oh, by the way, wife, take a look inside, see if there's anything else."

As a precaution, I asked my wife, who has good night vision, to see if there were any other creatures deep inside the cave. However, Medusa's night vision was not as sharp as the werewolf and succubus, who are skilled in night combat. She couldn't see very far, and the cave was too deep to make out anything reasonable. Perhaps I was thinking too much. Even if there were any extraordinary monsters here, they probably had been dormant for centuries and as long as we didn't disturb them, we wouldn't bring any trouble.

"Never mind, let's have dinner."

After glancing at the deep darkness of the cave, I embraced my wife and returned to the entrance of the cave to prepare our meal. We had been camping outdoors for a long time and had run out of rations. Our food had turned into various wild game that we had hunted. From fierce animals resembling leopards to small birds the size of a palm, nothing could compare to the delicious taste of a long-necked rabbit.

Our dinner was a hairless dog that we had caught yesterday. I couldn't understand why animals could be so ugly. It had a round and wrinkled head, large and flat ears, and was covered in white short fur, resembling both a dog and a piglet. My wife shot an arrow through its head, and we immediately butchered the dog. We threw the organs into the water to feed the horses, and the prime cuts of meat were preserved for later consumption.

While roasting the leg of the dog over the fire, I chatted and laughed with my wife. She had grown increasingly fond of listening to me boast, especially about my glorious past exploits, like battling with Wolfrang against a hyena, infiltrating the noble class in the kingdom solely through my eloquence, and winning a duel against an orc. I told her these stories over and over again, and she listened with endless delight.

Watching her eat the meat with extreme indulgence, my wife became more refined in her manners because of my gaze. She took small bites, chewing slowly, occasionally glancing at me.

"What's the matter? Are you embarassed?"

"Don't watch me eat..."

"But you look beautiful when you eat now."

"I know I look messy when eating, don't mention it..."

"No, no, you really look beautiful."

My wife blushed shyly from my words and turned her body away from me with her tail. After quickly finishing her meal, she allowed me to turn and look at her. Because she ate too fast, she didn't notice the flecks of meat at the corners of her mouth. Following the most classic scenario from anime, I gently used my finger to remove the stray meat and put it in my own mouth.

One doesn't know the sense of shame until it is done. Even though no one was around to witness it, my face was still burning. The air became hot like a steam sauna, and my throat yearned for the moistness of desire.

As the saying goes, a full stomach leads to lustful thoughts. Our feelings were growing stronger during this period, and we were not shy about our desires. After laying out a blanket, we entangled ourselves together. Having not bathed or changed clothes for nearly two weeks, our bodies emitted an unpleasant smell. However, this scent became an aphrodisiac that heightened our desires. During our intimacy, my wife gradually began to follow my lead, no longer making me endure several hours of physical exertion. Especially when I heard her whisper sweet pillow talk in my ear, I felt like my heart was going to burst from the excitement.

After the passion subsided, my wife quickly fell asleep, but I couldn't sleep.

I always feel like there's something staring at us from the depths of this cave. It's a very uncomfortable feeling. As I lie on my side and look at the cave, it resembles a monster's esophagus, leading to a large stomach that can digest anything. The more I overthink, the harder it is for me to fall asleep. In the end, I crawl out of bed, get dressed, light a cigarette by the campfire, and sit cross-legged, staring straight at the cave.

"Why did the kingdom seal this place off?" I ask the darkness in front of me.

Just then, a chilling sound emerges from the depths of the cave. To put it simply, it sounds like a burst of beans, but in more detail... it reminds me of something that happened a long time ago when I was working in the kitchen with my father at a hotel.

It was the year I graduated from middle school, with no burden during the holidays. Coincidentally, my father was the head chef at Caesar Palace Hotel. Seeing me idling around at home all day, he took me to the kitchen to learn some knife skills. This became the reason why I later ventured into the culinary industry.

The hotel's kitchen was quite large, mainly serving buffet-style meals, which resulted in a large amount of food waste. At the time, the kitchen's rule was to fumigate twice a month. I happened to be there during one of those times. My dad, being young and mischievous, turned off all the lights in the kitchen before fumigation and told me to listen carefully at the entrance. I waited for a while, but couldn't hear anything strange. Just as I was about to leave, my footsteps stopped.

That sound, once heard, would forever be imprinted in my mind.

Stacked in the kitchen were numerous pots and pans, and the sound of pitter-pattering was the noise of cockroaches' feet tapping on the dishes! The kitchen had been quiet before, and that sound, perhaps due to the resonance of the porcelain plates or something else, was strangely ethereal. In just five seconds, my scalp felt like it was going to explode, and goosebumps appeared on my arms. Suddenly, the lights turned on, and on the clean white tableware, there were cockroaches the size of thumbs scurrying about.

I turned to look at my grinning father and shivered.

Now, the sound in the cave is almost exactly the same as the sound I heard years ago from the cockroaches' feet, only louder and more terrifying.

Taking a deep drag from my cigarette, my hand trembles slightly as I pick up my gun, but there's no target to aim at.

"Damn, what the hell is this?"

Cursing to bolster my own courage, I hurry to wake up Medusa. But once she's asleep, it's not so easy to wake her. If it's a giant cockroach that eats people in this cave, I'm not too worried. But if it's some kind of strange insect...

Wait, if this is an insect, it seems like there's way too many legs. This chaotic sound of feet could be caused by multiple insects moving. A chilly feeling starts spreading from my fingertips.

This is the most dangerous signal so far, scarier than a succubus's magic.

"Wake up, honey!"

"Mmm..."

"Wake up quickly!"

I start to panic, with my mind alternating between calm and chaotic. The sound is getting closer, and at a time like this, even if you give me a hundred leopards' courage, I wouldn't dare to be reckless. I add a few more logs to the campfire, hoping to make the light brighter, but it proves to be useless.

However, with the dim light of the fire, I can still make out the owner of the sound — many giant, hairy huntsman spiders.

"Honey!"

The words I want to say get strangled in my throat as my body suddenly starts moving in a straight line at a steady speed. It's a very strange feeling, not needing any effort on my part, as if I'm being lifted by magic. I'm flying smoothly and quickly towards the depths of the cave.

It would be quite fun if it weren't for my current situation, which makes me not in the mood for sarcasm. My limbs start to struggle, entangled by something. If I stay still, I can't feel that I'm bound, but if I don't cooperate and try to break free, it takes all my strength to move even a few centimeters.

This time, I'm truly becoming a feast for the giant spiders.

In the summertime, if a spider falls off the wall at home, I usually let it go outside, allowing it to escape freely. Clearly, I've treated spiders well, so why are they now taking my life, devouring my flesh and blood!

As I realize my life is about to end, my thoughts start to wander.

But slowly, my movement speed starts to slow down, and a cold green light flashes from the crooked frame of my glasses.

Since I can't escape, I clear my mind again. Light source, think properly, use your intelligence...

Do big spiders need light to eat? Obviously not. Unless, these big spiders have a certain level of civilization. If they have culture, then there is the possibility of communication through language!

Watch and wait, don't rush, speak when the light source is closer.

As the light gets brighter, I see an exquisite transmission device. It turns out that I am cocooned in spider silk, with only my neck and head exposed, and several strands of silk connecting me to the surrounding walls, pulling me forward. The silk is soft yet incredibly strong, and also has a very strong adhesion. I believe that these big spiders have wrapped me up, but the possibility of them being able to manipulate such a sophisticated transmission device is still low.

The possibility of encountering a highly civilized monster has increased, and I am not so panicked anymore.

Before I even had a chance to think about an opening, I was pulled to a stone wall. On either side of the wall were two skeleton gentlemen, and the green cold light source was the abdomen of a large spider hanging upside down on two white skulls. The bellies of those two big spiders were swollen and wriggling, with translucent skin and organs emitting a faint green light. The cave was filled with pale spider webs, and the cold light shining on them made them even more eerie and terrifying.

Just as I recovered, I was manipulated by the silk again, turned around, and stuck to the wall between the two skeleton brothers. I secretly pondered, what kind of monster am I going to encounter? How do I explain the situation? What if the other party is determined to take my life?

"Ah~~"

A lazy yawn from a woman came, from the left, I turned my head towards the left, imagining the sound of friction from my neck bone.

Next, the monster I saw, in terms of magnificence, was unparalleled.

However, half of her magnificence comes from her complex and indescribable body structure...