The next day.
Early in the morning, Miss Slime was already tied up tightly.
Of course, this kind of rope meant nothing to her; she could break free without much effort. She wasn't an ordinary person like Madam Melina.
"..."
"Let's eat."
Silas still cut the raw meat slices and fed her.
"Silas..."
"What? Want to do it first? Can't help it with Miss Siya."
"No... mgh."
Now, not only were her papaya breasts turned into slime, but her stomach and neck had also turned into a pale blue slime state. And the organs inside seemed to be undergoing slimification too.
Inside the cavity being pumped.
It also became slimier. Silas's thing going in was like a foreign object invading an originally complete slime entity.
Miss Slime felt a sense of rejection.
No longer the awkward feeling like before... she could only confirm what was being done through the sense of uncoordinated friction.
"Time to eat now, right?"
"..."
Miss Slime stared at her already sticky stomach. The white filth clearly had a strong impact force, and now without organs blocking it, just slimification... naturally, streams of it rushed directly into the stomach's slime.
Slowly, that whiteness turned into thin threads and dissipated within the slime.
Miss Slime had no chance to speak. Whenever she wanted to mention that Silas could choose those women she cured and she could leave, she would immediately be pressed down. Both upper and lower mouths blocked.
But in the end.
Even knowing the book had that kind of "leaving to fulfill others" approach. She also knew no wife would be completely in a slime state. She should disappear.
"You became even tighter."
"..."
But Miss Slime couldn't leave.
First, Silas was always there, always watching. When tired of doing it, he would lie directly on her thighs, which had already turned into slime.
Second, she didn't know where to go. She just simply felt that being like this was bad for Silas.
"..."
Secretly wiping tears.
But because her cheeks were also slimified, what she wiped from her eyes, besides tears, was mostly slime. Silas, resting on her thighs, was also covered in slime due to continuous intercourse.
Books never mentioned lovers getting along like this.
What bound Miss Slime wasn't the increasingly loose rope, but her own tormented thoughts.
On the other side.
Silas still rested on Miss Slime's thighs. He saw everything—her wiping tears, her hand turned into slime wanting to touch but daring not to approach.
But honestly!
This was definitely even more erotic.
Who could achieve entering directly inside the breasts? And shooting directly into the stomach in a physical sense.
Although she was slimified, she still maintained a human form. Like a Smurf in slime state.
Silas even felt if Miss Slime stayed like this... cough, it was quite enjoyable.
But then again.
It also felt bad. He was enjoying it, but Miss Slime... cared very much.
Even if he said she would definitely get better, she didn't believe it.
Could the flesh reconstruction happen earlier because of Miss Anna and the others? Is it possible to complete it ahead of time?
Whether to complete the mission or let Miss Slime feel good too.
"What do you want to eat?"
"..."
Miss Slime didn't answer.
"Then sashimi."
Now after Miss Slime ate, one could intuitively see the food falling into her stomach. Not like humans, where the stomach peristalsis absorbed nutrients and then excreted impurities.
She was simple.
The slime inside her body violently crushed the food into residue, absorbing it. Impurities directly turned into excess turbid slime and were thrown out.
Could only wait like this.
If he wasn't home, Miss Slime might want to run away again.
But how long would the so-called reconstruction take? What if it took a year?
"..."
Groggily.
Silas heard footsteps.
But the back of his head still rested on Miss Slime's thighs. His head could sink halfway into her legs.
Miss Slime should have noticed too. Staring somewhat coweringly at the tightly closed door.
A guest in the middle of the night?
"..."
The current Miss Slime wasn't suitable for seeing people.
Silas got up, patted her papayas to signal her not to move.
Left the room, then went straight to the main gate.
Not an enemy.
It was Miss Anna, alone.
Looking travel-worn and anxious.
"Ah, the royal family said the house arranged for you was here. So I came."
"..."
"Are... are you still busy doing that? I just have a small matter... will leave soon, no need to go in!"
A slight blush rippled on Miss Anna's cheeks as she hurriedly took out a stack of parchment from her bag.
"These were sorted out by the people of the Kingdom of Portia after the Acting Pope died."
"Also, more importantly, they found a secret room in the Acting Pope's most frequented sleeping quarters. Inside was an old man who I think is very likely related to slime research. Wearing a priest's habit. The royal family said they had seen him long ago, often with the Acting Pope. Rumored to be dead long ago, didn't expect him to be alive."
"And these parchments, densely recording some notes..."
"I was thinking!"
Miss Anna gripped the parchment tight. "Miss Siya could cure so many of our companions, but she herself... is still troubled by slime. Your tentacle can't be cured either; maybe this can help."
"..."
Silas took the parchment.
The symbols on it were very similar to the handwriting he had seen in Madam Melina's basement before.
"You mean, there is a priest in the secret room?"
"Yes, face covered with a mask, seeming to live only by absorbing some nutrients from a jar. When the Portia royal family found him, he was almost breathless."
"This is it!"
Although he didn't expect the priest to appear in this state of near-death from old age.
But to end Miss Slime's abnormality early, only the person who created the slime might have a way.
"Miss Anna."
"Eh?"
Suddenly grabbed by the shoulder, Anna began to panic, her heart beating very fast. Did he discover I dressed up carefully and become interested in me?
If he uses that tentacle on me...
"Where is the priest? Did you bring him?"
"..."
Anna shook her head. "I just thought after Miss Siya cured us, we had new choices. But we had no way to cure you and her. So... felt this was very important, asked the Portia royal family to take good care of the priest first. I rushed over immediately."
"..."
Silas couldn't fully confirm before whether the condition for completing the mission was still related to Miss Slime's father.
But now it didn't matter.
The priest was still alive, but had no Holy Light or Black Light abilities, just a dying old geezer.
And he just wanted to end the mission quickly, let Miss Slime recover quickly. The old geezer was the key.
[You found the priest is still alive]
[Maybe he has a way to end Miss Slime's abnormality ahead of time]
[You decided to...]
[Option 1: Set off immediately to find the old geezer]
[Option 2: Continue having sex, ignore it]
[Engaging Free Simulation.]
Admittedly, there was a unique pleasure with the completely slimified Miss Slime.
But how could he let her secretly wipe tears when there was nothing to do?
Silas had a bit of conscience too, would feel a little pain. Knowing the flesh was being reconstructed, but how long exactly? Three days or a year? Wiping tears like this for a year, Miss Slime would wipe away all her slime.
[You chose Option 1.]
"Like this, Miss Anna stay here and help me look after Miss Slime. If she wants to leave, just say I will throw myself into a well and commit suicide."
"Eh? Throw into a well... wh-where are you going?"
"To find the priest. Miss Slime has a little problem now, but I believe Miss Anna can help look after her."
"..."
Anna was inexplicably patted hard on the back by Silas and pushed into the house.
Arriving at the bedroom, she easily saw her. Bound by loose ropes, her whole body presenting a pale blue slime state.
"..."
Miss Slime seemed very unwilling to be seen by outsiders. Lowering her gaze, silent.
"Miss Siya... how did you become like this?"
Anna squatted in front of Miss Slime, her eyes a bit red.
"Is it because you saved us..."
"..."
Miss Slime held it in for a long time, only saying one sentence, "Siya didn't do it to cure you, just wanted to become strong. That's why I became like this."
"Regardless of the purpose, you cured us!"
"Do you... like Silas?"
"Eh?"
"Can you, replace..."
"..."
Miss Anna understood everything instantly. The binding rope was because Miss Slime wanted to leave, and Silas tied her.
The so-called looking after well was to stay here and prevent Miss Slime from having negative thoughts again.
She indeed wanted to repay Miss Slime's kindness, so she rushed over anxiously after getting the clue. And indeed was interested in Silas.
"What do you take me for!"
But Miss Anna couldn't hold back anymore. "Look for yourself... how much he cares about you."
Just bluntly pointing at the slime between Miss Slime's legs that hadn't closed yet.
"How could I replace you!"
"He didn't even look at us more than once, even after we were cured and dressed up carefully."
"..."
"You will get better. And no matter what you are like, we are your friends."
Miss Anna hugged the already slimified Miss Slime without any disdain. She felt very guilty; if she had known the price of being cured was this, better to stay as before.
Could smell a faint fishy stench in the sticky slime.
Sure enough.
That person didn't care about appearance at all. Whether her appearance recovered or not, he wouldn't care. But she wasn't depressed at all; she would definitely cure her. If she couldn't cure her, even for Miss Slime's sake, she would start a separate clan. Anyway, she didn't like humans either.