Chapter 3: Slime Trouble (02)

  inally, slimes are creatures without intelligence.

  Here, intelligence refers to something akin to that of is—basistincts for eating and avoiding predators.

  With sutelligehey nize a master, show affe or hostility to non-simir species, or make plex decisions beyo" or "flee."

  But this slime is different...

  Boing-boing.

  When I poked it with my finger, it dodged slightly and then used protrusions resembling arms (though the shape was so blunt that it was hard to tell) to grab my finger.

  It's said that some high-level slimes possess a certain level of intelligence...

  "Did I pick up a high-level slime?"

  Certainly, if it were a normal slime, even if I used it as a personal toy, it would simply dissolve any bodily fluids I released. It wouldn’t have the intelligeo extract them on its own.

  In other words, while it could hahe aftermath, it wouldn't indepely move to please me. Was I just na?ve?

  "Break time ends in one minute!!"

  Ah, I didn't eveo rest properly or drink water because I ying with the slime, and now break time was over.

  'Oh, no...!'

  Unfortunately, my water bottle was empty, so I couldn’t drink within the remaining minute. Instead, I had tle to put the slime into the bottle during that time.

  "Ban! What took you so long to get back?"

  "Apologies!"

  Luckily, I made it back befetting scolded by the senior knight...

  'Ugh... How am I supposed to ehe afternoon training?'

  ---

  Boing-boing.

  When I looked closely, the slime seemed smaller than when I first found it.

  Maybe it had dried out? Worried, I brought it some water, but instead of growing bigger, it curled up defensively, avoiding the water.

  'Right... A slime’s weakness is water and fire, isn’t it?'

  If fire damages their outer membraheir internal tents burst, and their core is destroyed. With water, osmotic pressure shrinks their membrane, and their tents degrade.

  "Hmm... The core seems to have grown a bit, though?"

  It was now sitting in my palm, shaped like a small doll, as if trying to mimic a person. When I brought my finger near its head, it reacted like it was kissing me.

  Boing-boing.

  Though, it wasly a kiss—more like it was lightly bumping into my finger with its squishy head.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Oh, just pying with the slime."

  When my colleagues saw the slime in my hand, they showed i but quickly backed away after some thought.

  "Ew, gross... If you used that for relief, throw it out! Isn’t it full of, you know, 'that'?"

  "No, it’s already digested."

  "Ugh! Then that slime is basically made of 'that'! So disgusting..."

  They weren’t wrong, and that thought left me feeling uneasy.

  Although, sidering Dane was the one asking to borrow it for his own experiments, he had no room to talk.

  "Get ba there. I’ll let you out ter."

  At first, I po throw it out like a typical slime, but now that it seemed attached to me, I couldn’t bring myself to discard it carelessly.

  Thinking it might get suffocated, I put it ier bottle with the lid loosely closed before heading off to wash up aurn for evening roll call.

  'Of all days, why am I on duty tonight…'

  It was my turn for the early night watch, so I geared up lightly, patrolled the area, and spent the rest of my shift chatting with a fellow recruit to pass the time.

  "Ban, I heard you smuggled in a slime."

  The rumor had already spread iraining camp.

  "It just kind of happened..."

  "Does it feel good?"

  "Hmm, well, it’s nice when it’s hot. Feels cool…"

  "Ah... On the way here, I stepped on slimes three times! Should’ve picked one up."

  Who would have thought those on, trash-like slimes rolling around everywhere would bee an object of envy?

  It just shows how terrifying the recruits’ desires are.

  'Ugh... Did I just spread a dangerous culture here?'

  The rest of the watch was uful, and I returo my bed, trying to sleep.

  "Man... I ’t sleep well after guard duty…"

  Unlike Dane, who could sleep instantly after finishing his shift, I’d toss and turn for over an hour.

  Maybe it’s because I’ve been releasing stress tely, but I eventually dozed off, my body rexing bit by bit.

  ---

  Bloop-bloop... Drip.

  Boing-boing...

  'Ugh... That’s refreshing...'

  Even though I was half-asleep, uo move, I could feel a cool sensation on my lower half.

  At first, the ess was around my abdomen, but it soon slid inside my underwear, ing around me and moving rhythmically.

  'Ooh... Oh... This feels nice...'

  About a year ago, there was a trend among the trainee knights called lucid dreaming.

  What was it? It was said that if you slept while half-awake, you could dream whatever you wanted.

  Some eveed among themselves: "Could we summon succubi if we wish for it desperately enough?"

  This led 150 trainee knights to attempt it collectively. But naturally, instead of falling asleep, they ended up murmuring strahings or chewing bitter herbs to keep themselves half-awake—behaviors that couldn’t possibly escape the senior knights' notice.

  After all their effort, not a single one of them succeeded in having a lucid dream. Instead, they all atteraining the day with swollen eyes from exhaustion—a toug story of camaraderie.

  "Is this what they call lucid dreaming?"

  I felt a refreshing, pleasaion pying with my lower body, and amidst the intense pleasure, I came to my senses.

  "This is dangerous...!"

  This is going to e out. I was sure of it.

  If I didn’t wake up immediately and stop it, I’d find myself in a pitiful situation , washing my underwear i while the night watch pretended not to notice.

  There was nothing I could do about what had already started flowing out. To minimize the damage, I had to block it with my hand as a temporary measure.

  "Ugh!"

  F my paralyzed body to move, I reached down just before the dam broke, grabbing hold of my lower body.

  Boing!

  "Huh...?"

  What I grabbed wasn’t my lower body but a cold, soft, squishy slime.

  "What? How did it get out...?"

  The slime, now the size of a small fairy, transformed into a humanoid shape and began moving its body on top of my dick

  Naturally, since slimes ternal ans or other structures, it was entirely possible for this small version to... well, fully i itself.

  And so...

  Squelch.

  It absorbed the fluids I released.

  "Oh... Oh, this is... weirdly erotic?"

  The moonlight reflected off its translut body, and I could see the fluids I had emitted flowing into it.

  When it was just a slime before, I hadn’t thought of it as erotic, but now that it had taken on a vaguely human shape, it was... well, something else entirely.

  "But hold on, what even is this situation?"

  "Did I close the lid of the water bottle too loosely?

  Still, it should run away if it escaped... why is it doing this...

  Ugh!

  While I was struggling, the slime once again ied its protrusions... no, its hand into its own body and started shaking. I had to desperately block the ued sed round.

  No, no, if I pull out secutively, I’ll be in big trouble tomorrow...!

  Though we are men of prime age, if we don’t rest properly and keep doing this every day, it’s bound to affect our stamina.

  Moreover, the training knight process, where we push our bodies to the extreme, means that such stamina ption is not wise.

  e out... at least...!

  I carefully tried to remove the slime from my dick without letting it burst out, but it wasn’t easy.

  Drip!

  The slime deliberately slipped through my fingers and tried to stiy leg.

  "Ah! No!""

  Relutly, I got up with the slime still stuy lower body, staggering as I pushed it into a water tainer.

  Even as it half-submerged itself into the tainer, it g tightly to my gns with its tendrils, as if it particurly enjoyed doing so.

  Squeeze...

  "Whew..."

  Thankfully, the slime took care of ing up thhly, so there wasn’t much of an issue, but if this kept happening, it was bound to cause problems iure.

  ‘Surely it’s not going to do this every night, right?’

  If I had to find fault, it would be with myself for using the slime for self-pleasure and even bringing it into the training camp. That was undeniably my biggest mistake. Still, I never expected things to escate to this extent.

  ‘Should I try edug it?’

  Judging from the fact that it could mimic human behavior to some extent, it was clear that the slime possessed a certain level of intelligence.

  If so, perhaps it could learn some self-trol with proper training.

  For now, I would have to train it like an animal, using a mix of rewards and punishments.

  "Ugh..."

  Since I was already awake, there was no point in wasting time lying around idly.

  "Alright, e on out again."

  I pulled the slime out of the water tainer and began an impromptu te-night training session.

  ---

  “Ta-da.”

  “Oh...”

  Dane proudly held up a bucket taining a rge slime.

  “What do you think?”

  “It’s big.”

  If my slime was about the size of a fist, Dane’s slime was nearly as rge as a human head.

  ‘At that size, isn’t it dangerous? It looks like it could be acidic...’

  “Hah, you might mah a smaller one, but I need ohis big for myself.”

  “e on, I saw you in the shower. You could mah a slime the size of a finger.”

  “That’s because you haven’t seen it in bat mode.”

  Frankly, I didn’t care to see it in a, whether it was big or small. Just thinking about it disgusted me, and the memory of actally catg sight of it during a shower still made me nauseous.

  “Anyway... slimes are really trending now, huh?”

  I didn’t have mu to talk, given that I helped popurize them. But after that outdoor training session, everyone seemed to e back with slimes of their own.

  ‘What exactly is going through the heads of the people in this training camp?’

  It was uandable that they were pent up after two years of training without seeing a single woman, but still... slimes?

  “Well, I’m off to wash my slime. You’ll see how great it is soon enough.”

  With that, Dane disappeared into a quiet er with his slime. Imagining what he was about to do, I couldn’t help but gag.

  “Ugh...”

  Uhem, I kept my slime as more of a pet than anything else. Of course, it still demas share of... attention at night, but after some thh training, I’d mao set boundaries. It only asked for it when I permitted it.

  Boing boing.

  The slime, now sitting on my p and begging for attention, wobbled pyfully as I petted it with my fingers. Just as I was about to settle into my peaceful moment...

  “AAAAHHHHHH!!”

  Dane’s and the others’ blood-curdling screams echoed throughout the training camp.