The eighth day after Silas left.
Miss Slime had also stayed in the room for the same number of days. Her body became more and more completely slimified, and even her right to vision was deprived.
And the distension pain brought by the shattering of internal organs and the swelling after reconstruction doubled.
It was like the flesh that could originally imprison the slime could no longer bear the slime at all. Unable to imprison it in the small body anymore.
"Is there anything I can do?"
Miss Anna saw it all, but apart from looking after Miss Slime as Silas instructed, she was powerless to do anything else.
"..."
Miss Slime's vocal cords were almost destroyed; slime alone could only emit strange mixed sounds that were hard to distinguish the meaning of.
It was easy to imagine that further on, she would not be able to speak any words that could be understood by humans.
Maybe at this moment, she could still barely manage words whose meaning could be captured. But she was no longer willing to speak.
The rope didn't even need to be untied; it naturally fell loosely to the ground because of Miss Slime's changes.
[Want to eat, sweet potatoes.]
Miss Slime extended her completely pale blue, somewhat transparent hand, trying hard to write words.
"Sweet potatoes, the kind you brought him?"
"..."
"Chicken too?"
"..."
Miss Slime nodded.
"Don't worry, he has already gone to the cathedral. He will bring back good news soon."
"..."
Watching Miss Anna leave very blurrily, Miss Slime immediately crawled up.
Picked up the clothes that had slipped off due to slimification, couldn't put them on.
Chose to wrap herself in the bedsheet again.
Her vision was deteriorating more and more severely. Wanting to eat sweet potatoes and chicken was true, although she couldn't experience the beauty brought by the chili oil Silas mentioned at all... but she could intuitively recall Silas's satisfaction.
No matter how stupid, she should know.
Anna was found by Silas to look after her. For Miss Slime, it was no longer a question of whether her body could recover.
She really began to understand that she was different from humans. Abnormal.
If Silas continued to be with her, he couldn't have offspring. Nor could he have a normal life. Just doing things similar to reproduction, extending toes or sandwiching with breasts... anyone could do it. But only she couldn't bring Silas the follow-up described in the book.
In eight days.
Miss Slime tried to escape in the first two days, but was well-behaved afterwards.
Now she was leaving.
How could she not know?
The chicken and sweet potatoes she made were not the taste Silas wanted at all. Even for Miss Slime, what Silas brought out and what she made herself both smelled and tasted bad.
But thinking differently. She could also know she failed because what Silas brought out smelled even worse.
Six meals a day.
Was just immersing in the illusion that at least she could do it, could do better and better.
"Miss Siya?!"
"..."
Ignoring the shout behind her.
Miss Slime accelerated the speed of wriggling with slime. Only seeking to run further before her vision completely blurred and dawn broke. A place where no one could find her.
Not long after.
She vaguely glimpsed a carriage speeding on the road. Stopping near the mansion.
A man and a woman got off the carriage. Even if the figures in her vision were very blurry, she could recognize the man as Silas. The pace of walking, the voice, were like that.
Woman...
Although thinking that in the future, other women would do many things for Silas, and it would never be her turn. Miss Slime would be very sad. But she absolutely didn't want to turn back and let Silas really live in seclusion with her.
But why couldn't she move her steps, wanting to stay in the dark corner and peek for a while longer?
Until finding the figure coming towards her, Miss Slime wanted to run, but it was too late.
"Miss Siya came to welcome me?"
"..."
No.
"Sigh, wrapping in a bedsheet isn't sexy at all. Come, go back with me."
"..."
She didn't want to go back.
"Why so stubborn? Fine then, I'll smash my head and die right now."
"..."
"An opening!"
Before Miss Slime could react, she was picked up by Silas, wrapped in a ball with the bedsheet. She could struggle, but with her currently hard-to-control slime, she didn't know what would happen if she used force.
[You found Miss Slime very uncooperative, but seemingly afraid of hurting you, she couldn't use full strength, being wrapped in a bedsheet by you]
[You decided to...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Forcibly use tentacles]
[Option 2: Try to reason with Miss Slime]
[Engaging Free Simulation.]
Silas didn't think reasoning would work.
[You chose Option 1.]
"..."
Ignoring the reactions of Miss Anna chasing out and Melina behind her, Silas just picked up Miss Slime wrapped in a ball in the bedsheet and entered the house.
Hurriedly placed the tentacle on Miss Slime.
[...]
Saw Miss Slime trying to write something with her semi-transparent hand. Silas chose to ignore it and continued sucking.
That was a very wonderful feeling.
Men definitely couldn't experience breast engorgement. But Silas felt... it was probably like this now.
The tentacle sucked too full, and didn't need to consume a large amount against Holy Light or the like, very swollen.
About to explode.
"Make way!"
Seeing Miss Anna and Madam Melina coming in, Silas rushed out carrying the full tentacle.
"..."
Swinging the tentacle wildly at the trees in the forest. Consumption was too slow.
Since knowing the method, solve it quickly. This was far from the erosion pain brought by Holy Light. How could a man be suffocated by "breast engorgement"?
"..."
Miss Slime didn't know why Silas did this.
But could sense, hear, Silas panting more and more heavily.
[Silas, Siya cannot be, a wife]
"Cut the crap, you are already shaped like mine."
"..."
But even if she tried hard to gesture words, it only led to the tentacle inserting directly into her stomach. Sucking fiercely again.
"..."
Miss Slime actually secretly looked in the mirror facing the window.
She knew, a slime with only a human shape, without even eyeballs. Couldn't be called beautiful as said in the book.
Thinking Silas would never get tired of playing with her papayas, turning pale blue... wouldn't be attractive either.
That is ugly.
"Si... las."
Miss Slime didn't choose to write anymore, using a strange voice, spoke.
"Don't, do it."
She thought she could never have tears again with the current change. But, having no tears didn't mean slime with only the shape of eye sockets wouldn't slide down.
"Why not do it?"
"If I can't even do this small thing, what right do I have to righteously ask Miss Siya to give me a titjob?"
"..."
Miss Slime began to give up.
Knowing that no matter what, she couldn't stop it. She wanted to let the slime inside her body burst out, self-destruct.
"Hah... I'm still waiting for Miss Slime to wear black silk and cheongsam to try."
"..."
But.
If the lover is doing his best to do one thing, she is holding him back, unable to do it.
She really wanted to touch Silas's face.
But could no longer solidify the slime into the shape of a hand, just a puddle of slime.
The swelling pain was gone.
Only the uncoordinated feeling of Silas's head resting on her 'thighs' remained.
Didn't know how long exactly passed.
"..."
In the interval of Silas opening his eyes, it was already broad daylight.
Still in the room, the back of his head had a sticky touch. And above the line of sight were still pale blue semi-transparent papayas. Inside Miss Slime's body was still empty.
Result, used Free Simulation crazily, endured the increasingly severe feeling of 'breast engorgement', yet couldn't achieve the effect in one night?
"...Silas."
Heard Miss Slime's voice.
Maybe because the vocal cords were gone, the voice sounded a bit like speaking underwater, slurred.
"..."
She extended her hand, the knuckle of the left hand... a segment of the ring finger, strangely different from the pale blue slime on most of the body, recovered to flesh color. It was a human finger.
Useful?
Silas was about to speak, when the tits turned purely into slime papayas already pressed against Silas's chest. Could see a face with clearer contours than before, a face like a Smurf approaching.
"..."
The lips were not soft. Could even be said to be very sticky; after kissing, it would be full of slime.
Miss Slime didn't choose to speak again, but picked up the parchment written sometime unknown.
It said.
[Turning into slime, also want to continue eating, reading, sleeping, having sex with Silas.]
Sleeping and having sex repeated, right?
But just resting on Miss Slime's thighs like this, Silas could understand her brief words.
Not because a segment of finger recovered, Miss Slime would still kneel obediently on the spot so well-behaved. She completely stopped caring what she would become, stopped thinking about these things.
"..."
Silas was really tired.
Used tentacles intermittently all night. Every time sucking full of slime and releasing it counted as using the tentacle to the limit. Very stamina-consuming.
Buried his face into Miss Slime's papayas, physically buried in. Silently, that solely recovered ring finger rested on the back of Silas's head, stroking gently.
As bystanders who also didn't sleep all night, Anna and Madam Melina who witnessed all this silently withdrew their peeping.
"You are... Miss Siya's mother?"
"You are the... kin cured by my daughter?"
"..."
Two people sat at the mansion door, both with tired dark circles under their eyes.
Silently looking at the forest around the mansion which seemed to have been swept by a tornado and then plowed several times.
"After being cured, I really wanted to repay, but in the end didn't help much."
Miss Anna lowered her gaze.
"I originally planned to use this life to atone, but he solved it in the end. As a mother... failed to bring any good things to my daughter."
Madam Melina also lowered her head.
"Madam."
Miss Anna turned her head, looking at Melina. "Although I don't know what happened between you and Silas before, take this opportunity to reconcile with Miss Siya... and teach her more knowledge that only women can teach."
"...No, I can't be a qualified mother."
In the final analysis, just an artificial human endowed with maternal instinct.
Melina thought, her daughter was already living very well, having Silas, and other friends who cared about her. Living much, much better than she imagined. Even a sinner like her could still live.
The only thing she could do was thank Silas.
But what could be taken out to repay such a great favor? She suddenly remembered the cheongsam and black silk Silas said to her daughter last night.
"Madam?"
"Nothing, don't mind me."
Madam Melina stood up, a slight blush unconsciously appearing on her cheeks.
Thinking about it now, Silas was still the first man to possess her.
Also fortunate like this. Only then could she live until now, witnessing her daughter's completely different subsequent life. Besides her body, she had nothing else to offer. Madam Melina didn't expect her daughter, now called Miss Siya, to treat her as a mother again. Just wanted to help a bit as a mother, see her daughter's current appearance.
Since she was already extremely satisfied, then after repaying, silently go where she should go.