MY DAUGHTER WAS STUCK AS A SLIME
The cookie commotion died down, and the house in the highlands was quiet once again.
The morning sun streaming in through the window woke me up.
“Oh, right. It’s my turn to cook today. I need to get ready.”
Just as I was going to leave my room…
Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!
There was a loud and forceful knock on the door.
What on earth did this person want?
“O-oh no! Oh no! Mom, Mom!”
The voice belonged to Shalsha. It was so loud and animated compared to normal, I almost thought it wasn’t her. But now wasn’t the time to admire her courage. Something strange was going on!
“What is it, Shalsha?!”
I opened the door and there was Shalsha, sniffling.
Oh no—did she and her sister fight? It didn’t seem so, though.
“…Sniff… Hic! I don’t know…what to do…”
She reached out to hug me, but I still had no idea what happened.
“Calm down, Shalsha. I can’t tell what’s going on, now can I?”
“Sister… My sister…”
“Did you get in a fight with Falfa?”
“No…”
Which meant her older sister hadn’t done something terrible to make her cry.
In that case, then a slightly terrifying possibility came to mind.
“Did something happen to Falfa?”
Shalsha still seemed shaken, but she nodded.
We couldn’t stay sitting here for long.
I left the room immediately.
Shalsha’s reaction was too much for something like catching a simple cold. I didn’t want to think about it, but could something even worse be happening?
“Falfa, what is going on?!”
And there was something sitting in the hallway that shouldn’t be.
A big blue slime, bouncing up and down.
The longer I stared at it, the more I wanted to eat warabimochi, but this wasn’t the time for such carelessness.
“Why is there a slime in the house? We need to kill it.”
The slime must’ve come in the same way a bug ends up inside. I didn’t know how slimes thought.
Shalsha immediately ran up behind me.
She wrapped her arms around me tightly, trying to stop me.
“No, Mom! No!”
“Why? Were you researching this slime?”
“That’s…my sister.”
……
…………
“Sorry, I don’t think I understand.”
“When she woke up this morning, she was a slime…”
No way. It was just a regular slime, no matter how hard I looked at it.
The slime was bounding its way toward us.
Then, it nestled close to me.
At the very least, it didn’t seem like it was planning to attack. I mean, I didn’t know if that was the right call, but from its behavior, it looked like it was playing instead of attacking.
I’d heard that the strength of slimes depended on the RPG they came from, but at least in this world, they were the weakest monsters.
“Hey, are you really Falfa?”
Boing, boing.
The rather big slime bounced.
I had no basis to judge whether this was an expression of confirmation or not, but it did feel like she was saying yes.
“Wh-what should we do…?”
With no other ideas, I gave it a pat. In response, it swayed side to side. I guess that meant it was happy. The way it moved was different from other wild slimes.
“It got happy when I gave it a pat, so I guess it really is Falfa…”
It was a mystery, since there was no precedent for this.
“Shalsha, can you tell me more?”
Nod, nod, nod. Shalsha’s head moved more than it usually would.
“When I woke up this morning, my big sister looked like a slime… The window was closed, so it’s impossible that one snuck in from the outside. Slimes can’t open doors, so it couldn’t have come in from the front door. So the only conclusion is that the slime is my big sister…”
How mysterious. But if she was in her room the whole morning, then there was a good possibility it was true. It wasn’t like a slime was going to emerge from the ground.
“Shalsha, you know a lot about slimes, don’t you? I’m not saying you do just because you’re a slime spirit, but you wrote a dissertation thingie about them before.”
That’s right, Shalsha was also a young genius—she had a serious researcher side to her.
“Would you know a cause or solution? It’s beyond me, at the very least…”
“What I researched was purely anthropological. I’m no better than a layman when it comes to biology…”
Oh, so it was different. There was probably a big difference in the cultural and scientific side to things.
I looked at (the slime I thought might be) Falfa.
Yep, that was a slime.
“This is a family emergency, so let’s get everyone together and talk for now.”
And so the family convened.
It would be a problem if someone saw slime-Falfa before hearing an explanation and defeated her, so we decided to keep Falfa in the room and explain outside it.
After that was over, we moved to the dining room.
Slime-Falfa followed.
She couldn’t talk, but evidently, she somehow still had her personality.
“Now we’ll begin the meeting to save Falfa… Please raise your hand if you actually do know how to solve this problem.”
It wasn’t out of the question for the problem to be unexpectedly simple.
For example, like when the home-page screen suddenly gets really big and you start to panic because you can’t close it at all, but it turns out that all you had to do was press the F11 key.
Or like when you get confused because you’re on the overwrite mode.
All my memories were of computers… I still had them even after three hundred years.
There were plenty of things in the world that weren’t a problem if you knew what was going on but nigh impossible to deal with if you didn’t.
“Does anyone know how to cure slime form?”
No raised hands.
This was an unusual situation, after all.
“Then…I am now accepting ideas of things you want to try.”
“Ooh, Big Sis, pick me!” Rosalie the ghost raised her hand. “This is where we pray really hard that she’ll turn back, right? They say those who believe will be saved!”
It was very surreal hearing a ghost say that…
But this was a world where magic and ghosts were just everyday things. It would be too hasty to laugh off the possibility that prayer could be effective.
“Very well, then. Rosalie, use an empty room to give your prayers.”
“Okay! I will pray my hardest to save my big sis’s daughter!”
Even though Rosalie would be doing all she could, I still wanted ideas. Something more specific, preferably.
“Lady Azusa, wouldn’t magic help somewhat?”
“I don’t really think I can create such unique spells on my own… Oh, but we can ask Beelzebub about demons.”
I started casting a spell.
“Vosanosanonnjishidow veiani enlira!”
It was the spell that summoned Beelzebub. This was an emergency, so I didn’t hesitate to use it.
Splash!
A sound came from the bathroom.
Beelzebub was here.
Water dripped from Beelzebub as she emerged from the bathroom.
“Hey… Your pronunciation was a bit off, so I ended up in the wrong spot… I mean, I hardly mind if it’s a little mistake, but you could at least drain the tub… The same thing happened last time…”
Sorry, but I’ll have to deal with your complaints later.
“We need help, Beelzebub! Falfa turned into a slime!”
“You called me all the way out here for a foolish joke?! And a really terrible one at that!”
“It’s a very terrible reality.”
I held slime-Falfa in my arms and showed it to her.
“This is Falfa.”
“…But this is a joke, right?”
“I would’ve had the mind to empty the tub if it was a joke.”
The color suddenly drained from Beelzebub’s face, and she immediately snatched slime-Falfa from me and squeezed tightly.
“Ooh, Falfa, look what’s happened to you… Why would someone do such an awful thing to you?!”
“It probably isn’t anyone’s doing. She was suddenly like this when we woke up this morning. Is there any way to turn her back to normal?”
The Falfa-looking slime wiggled about in Beelzebub’s arms. I wasn’t exactly sure what that was supposed to signify…
“I mean, you may ask me that, but Falfa and Shalsha are already oddities among oddities. I doubt there’s any precedent for this…”
“But still, slimes are monsters, so that would be your jurisdiction and not humans’, right? Can’t you do something…?”
I was planning on having Shalsha ask a slime researcher, but I didn’t think they could prescribe a solution, since this was so new. Beelzebub was our only hope.
Beelzebub buried her face in Falfa (probably) to think. I wasn’t sure if she was able to breathe.
“Okay. Every monster knows its own business best, after all!”
That sounded like the idiom, Every man knows his own business best.
“We should ask a slime about slimes.”
“You mean, we could ask a slime and learn something that way…?”
I didn’t think catching any number of slimes in the area would give us useful information. Unless there was some sort of machine in this world that let us know what creatures like dogs and cats were thinking.
“There’s one that’s very special, the Smart Slime in Vanzeld Castle.”
“Wow… Of course something like that would be in the demon capital… So what is this slime’s name?”
“The Smart Slime.”
“No, I mean the proper noun. I mean, I’m sure it is wise among slimes.”
“The Smart Slime is its proper name. You don’t find smart slimes very often, after all.”
“I dunno, that name doesn’t really make it sound that intelligent…”
I had my doubts, but we needed to give it a chance.
Slime-Falfa and I mounted Laika in her dragon form and headed for Vanzeld Castle. Now was not the time to take a leisurely flight on a leviathan.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think we’d be visiting demon territory again so soon…
We meandered through the mazelike castle.
“The Smart Slime looks for quiet environments, so it’ll probably be on the lowest floor in the castle. That’s where we’ll head.”
Beelzebub walked farther and farther ahead.
We made countless turns left and right in the hallway and went down steps leading underground.
Just as I was starting to get impressed that we weren’t lost in such a complicated place, Beelzebub’s expression clouded over.
“What…? Was there a path like this on the third basement floor…?”
“You don’t know where we’re going, either?!”
“I am clueless on the paths I don’t use for work… But we will be fine. I’ve been dropping bread crumbs as we go, so heading back will be a cinch.”
However, slime-Falfa was busy absorbing the crumbs one by one as she went.
Wow, this is my first time seeing a slime eat, I thought to myself, but that wasn’t the question now.
“Hey! Falfa! You shouldn’t eat things off the floor, remember?! When did your manners get so terrible?”
“Lady Azusa, please calm down! Now is not the time to scold her about manners!”
She was right. The fact that we were lost in a maze was the bigger problem.
And since we were on the third basement level, the path was awfully dark.
Before us was a creepy-looking corridor. This would be a great place for a test of courage.
“No need to worry. We may be lost, but we’re still inside the castle. It’ll work out soon enough.”
“That is true. Oh, there’s a map affixed to the wall here.”
Laika had made an excellent discovery. Now we could pinpoint where our destination was.
“Oh, that map’s a bluff, meant to throw intruders into confusion. The actual paths are nothing like this.”
“Stop making it sound like a dungeon!”
Falfa bounced to me, probably because she was tired.
“What is it? Do you want me to carry you?”
I could tell Falfa was moving her body up and down. It was probably safe to say she was nodding.
“If your shoulders get stiff from carrying her, then give her to me. I shall carry Falfa as long as she wants,” Beelzebub said. She was pretty reliable, too.
Falfa wriggled around, so I suppose she was happy.
“Either way, we just need to keep going deeper, and we should get there.”
“Okay. It’s not like we’ll run into any monsters, so let’s make our way through slowly and carefully.”
And so we again began our advance through the dungeon.
I’ll get to the deepest part of the castle, no matter what!
Two hours later…
Inexplicably, we ended up outside.
“Gaah! Why?! I thought we were going down, but all the stairs are going up! This castle is stupidly complicated!”
Beelzebub was very angry with her workplace.
Right. In order to go up in this castle, we had to go down once before going back up. We wouldn’t get to our destination if we just went straight up or straight down.
That being said, one could sometimes end up on the ground while changing paths going up. That was what had happened to us.
“So demons get frustrated with this design, too…”
The layout was probably made for an enemy attack, but getting lost in it was much more infuriating.
“Drat… I cannot believe we can’t even get to where the one person who could give us a hint is… Maybe I got the first staircase down wrong…”
Then, an elegant-looking girl slowly approached us.
“Oh my, what are you all searching for?”
It was Pecora, the demon king.
“I am touched to see my elder sister again. Why don’t you come say hello and give me a kiss on the cheek?”
There she was, asking for a kiss right off the bat. I wasn’t in the mood.
I explained the whole turn of events.
“—So I want you to tell us where the Smart Slime is. If you do, then…sure, I’ll give you a kiss on the cheek.”
I placed an offer on the table.
“Then might I ask for payment in advance?”
Of course, the demon king drove a hard bargain.
“Well, it’s not like I have anything to lose, so sure, I guess…”
I gave her a light kiss on the cheek.
For some reason, I was sensing jealousy from Laika as she watched on from the side, but was it just my imagination?
“Aah… A kiss from my elder sister; what a wonderful experience! I fear I may swoon on the spot and die. I almost feel like a student at an all-girls academy…”
Pecora sure did seem happy.
I wasn’t exactly sure if everyone was always kissing one another at real all-girls schools, but it sounded like the case in the stories she was reading.
“Lady Azusa, you cannot kiss people so freely… It may cause us to run into trouble again…,” Laika warned me.
I did know that getting too close with Pecora could make things complicated, though.
Still carrying Falfa, Beelzebub sighed. “I knew this was a scam.”
Give me a break! I wouldn’t have kissed her if you hadn’t gotten us lost.
“So now will you tell us where this Smart Slime is?”
“The answer is nearby. Take a good look.”
“Wait, what? Just a hint…? Just tell us the answer…”
“In that case, that’ll be a long kiss on the lips.”
Pecora smiled mischievously, placing her index finger on her lips. That wicked woman!
“Er, I think I’ll pass…”
I felt like if I indulged her too much, I could cross a point of no return and open a forbidden door.
“I’m not saying whatever I please, you know. Search long and hard. You’ll find your answer. Well then, farewell, everybody.”
And then she left just as leisurely as she’d come.
“So the answer is somewhere here… But there’s no staircase going down. We’re outside…”
“Wait. If what Her Majesty said was true, then the answer should be nearby…”
Beelzebub scanned the garden around her, and her gaze stopped on a small storage shed.
“…Could that be it?”
She rushed to the shed. Inside lay farming tools and the like. Just storage.
“No, that’s not it. Let’s search somewhere else.”
“Wait, something smells,” Beelzebub said and began poking at the ground.
Then, she discovered a floor panel that popped out. Beneath it was a staircase that led underground.
“This must be it! This is the path to the Smart Slime!”
“We would’ve never been able to get there with this!”
I really wish they’d cut the complicated dungeon-esque tricks!
The stairs leading down went pretty deep. It would’ve been pitch-black had I not used my Flame magic as a light.
“Lady Azusa, I find myself growing more and more fearful…”
Even though Laika was a dragon, it sounded like she didn’t handle this kind of atmosphere well. It was probably like a pro wrestler being afraid of ghosts, so it wasn’t that unusual.
“I’ll protect you if anything happens, okay? Don’t worry.”
There was a door at the bottom of the stairs. At a glance, it was just ordinary wood.
“We made it. I never thought it would be here!” Beelzebub commented.
“I’m feeling very accomplished after all this work finding it, but we haven’t solved anything yet,” I said.
Beelzebub slowly opened the door.
Inside the room was a slime, almost two full sizes bigger than a normal one.
And its color was unique—practically pitch-black, like it’d been covered in squid ink. I’d never seen one like it before.
Inside was also the scent of mold and stacks of books. And some kind of scribbled writing on the wall.
It didn’t seem very lived-in. But a human probably couldn’t recognize a slime’s daily routine anyway.
“Are you the Smart Slime?”
The slime leaped and hit the wall.
The word Yes was written there.
Beside it was No, and beside that was Neither, I do not know, and other words and phrases.
I see—this is how it communicates! It sure is smart! I won’t argue with that!
“O Smart Slime, we are here because this slime-spirit girl suddenly reverted to her slime body one day. We thought you may know a way to solve this problem, so we came to you.”
Again, the Smart Slime (from now on, abbreviated as SS) hit the Yes.
By now, it didn’t seem so bad.
“This girl is like the bridge that ties slimes, humans, and demons together. Please help her. If you know a way, could you please tell us…?”
I understood Beelzebub’s earnestness right away.
She was so concerned for Falfa.
As her mother, I was pleased.
Then, SS dragged its body across the floor to the opposite wall with several lines of individual letters.
Then, it started to jump over and over again.
“Could it be…trying to hit each letter to make up a word?!”
How advanced that is!
No, now was not the time to be impressed. I had to take notes to find out what it meant…
The first word was wizard.
In the middle of hitting the letters, SS must have misspelled something, because it even hit the spot that said backspace.
It sure was a dedicated way of communication.
And it was almost exactly like typing on a computer keyboard.
“Wizard. Slime. Tomriana Province. There. Mountain. Most. Tall. On. Should. Ask.”
And putting it into a sentence would make—
“You should ask the Wizard Slime that’s on the tallest mountain in the Province of Tomriana, right?!”
SS again moved to the Yes on the wall and hit it.
“A Wizard Slime… There sure are lots of different types of slimes, Lady Azusa.”
“I’m shocked, too…”
Afterward, SS hit the wall a few more times to give us some additional information.
Apparently, some very intelligent slimes were born, and among those, some of them became SSes or WSes (short for Wizard Slime).
What the SS essentially said was that, since Falfa’s physical body was the only thing that changed, we just needed to go to the WS and have it teach us the magic to return her body to normal.
Then I guess we’re off to this Province of Tomriana.
We gave our sincere thanks to SS. Slimes knew slimes best, after all.
“By the way, what are you thinking about here?”
I didn’t know the ecology of this slime very well, so I tentatively asked.
It answered, I’m contemplating the meaning of existence. And by answered, I mean it rammed itself against the wall to express words. It looked like a lot of work…
SS was incredible… To contemplate such philosophical concepts…
It also spelled out that its body had turned black because it was constantly hitting the wall. I never imagined such an impressive secret behind the color of its body!
“Thank you. I pray that your reflections deepen!”
Still in awe of SS, we left the underground room.
Now, our next destination was the Province of Tomriana, but Laika had already flown us here as a dragon and was starting to look rather tired.
“Laika, let’s stay in Vanzeld Castle tonight.”
“I’m sorry we’re stopping because of me…”
“What are you talking about? You must take a proper rest after working hard—that’s simple logic.”
And I was tired, too. The shock of Falfa turning into a slime was nothing to sneeze at.
She might have originally been a slime, strictly speaking, but to me, Falfa wasn’t a slime but one of my daughters.
Beelzebub prepared a room for us, so we decided to take a bath and relax for a while.
The rest of the family was probably still worrying about us, so I wanted to solve this problem as quickly as possible.
Then, something started banging against the door. I could tell it was Falfa by the rhythm of the bumps.
I opened the door, and Falfa hopped into the warm bathwater.
I couldn’t have her sink too deep in the water, so I caught her with my hand.
“Do you want to take a bath, too, Falfa?”
She jumped in my hand.
Even in another form, she was still Falfa.
That brought me relief but, at the same time, a small bubble of sadness.
I wanted to free her from this situation as soon as possible. I wanted her to go back to the usual Falfa with the adorable smile.
“You just need to be patient for a little while longer, okay, Falfa?”
I gave her a big hug.
I could tell by the way she felt that this was Falfa, not just any old slime. I could feel her kindness through the embrace.
Even if she was lost in a whole horde of a hundred slimes, I knew I’d be able to find her right away by touch.
The next morning, Beelzebub came to our room.
“I did some research on the highest mountain in the Province of Tomriana. It’s a very slim mountain called Mount Modadiana. Apparently, it’s an environment where very few trees grow, and almost no humans enter.”
“It sure does sound like we’ll find something there. Thanks for checking it out.”
“I would do anything for Falfa, as if she were my own daughter. I will help her!”
“I appreciate the sentiment, but she’s my daughter, you know…?”
She had asked to adopt her in the past, so I wanted to be careful. I didn’t know what I’d do if she ended up adopting away my kids one by one.
“Well, you have Shalsha, too, so you could just give one to me…”
So she is after them…! I can’t let my guard down.
“It’s not like giving you extra plates! They’re twins, you know! I’d hate for them to be separated!”
“You’re right. Then I’ll take both.”
Oh no. She doesn’t get it…
We hopped on Laika in her dragon form and went to Mount Modadiana.
The mountain was indeed a desolate place, and there were no paths near the top.
Walking around and searching would be backbreakingly hard, so we split up to see if we could get an aerial view of a hut or some other wizardly residence.
Mages often had workshops in isolated places, so finding one here wouldn’t be much of a surprise.
But looking from above, we couldn’t find anything that could be it.
“We’ve flown around practically the whole mountain…,” I said.
For the moment, we put our heads together to strategize.
“There’s nothing growing here, so it’s not like a forest is hiding it from view…,” Beelzebub commented.
“We saw nothing that looked man-made to begin with… It’s possible it might be living in a cave or something…,” Laika offered.
“A cave, hmm? I can’t deny the possibility— No, wait…”
Something Laika said jogged my memory.
“Beelzebub, can’t you make a spell that detects magical power? If you can’t, then I’ll make it and master it myself.”
I didn’t think making it would be that difficult, but if someone else already knew how, then it would be much faster to have them do it.
“Aah, I see. I can do that. I’ll give it a try.”
It sounded like she understood my plan.
“Erm, what does that mean…?”
“Mages sometimes cast a glamour spell on their workshops to make them invisible to the naked eye. That might be why we haven’t been able to find it after all this searching.”
I knew these things, since I’d been a witch for such a long time. But in my case, I lived right out in the open in the highlands.
Beelzebub clearly seemed to feel something.
“I sense a quite powerful magic. It seems like there are a number of people there.”
We headed straight in that direction, this time on foot.
“Lady Azusa, I didn’t see anything around here before.”
“Right, from the sky you didn’t.”
We kept walking, and eventually, a lone house suddenly appeared before us.
“Wow! I didn’t know that was there.”
“This way of hiding oneself is a basic trick for wizards. A poultice-making witch like me doesn’t have as much use for this way of things.”
The house sat precariously right at the edge of a cliff.
“Seems pretty typical. Shall we go, then?”
I knocked on the door of the little house.
After a moment, the door unlocked and opened, and there stood a “person.”
She was a beautiful young girl of about fifteen years old, her blond hair braided up neatly.
The girl looked at her guests with surprise.
“Oh? And who might you be? It’s quite unusual for people to come around these parts.”
I was even more surprised. I thought another slime would come to greet us, but here was a person.
“Erm… Is this the Wizard Slime’s workshop…?”
There was no one around here, so it wouldn’t be entirely odd if other mages set up shop nearby.
“Oh, I see, I see. There’s been some confusion.”
The girl smiled brightly.
“I am the slime. This form is the result of using Transformation magic.”
“You’re the slime?!”
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I mean, it was obvious, but I didn’t see a single trace of slime anywhere.
It didn’t seem like I was the only one with this reaction—both Beelzebub and Laika seemed to be questioning their whole reality.
“You’re not trying to deceive us, are you…?”
“Of course not. I’ve lived three hundred years as a slime, but it’s much easier to live in human form, so I’ve been living this way for about a hundred and fifty years so far.”
Three hundred years old… We’re practically the same age…
“Now that I think about it, I’ve never noticed any life span in slimes…”
I’d never seen an elderly slime or a baby slime, so I couldn’t tell the difference at all. Both Falfa and Shalsha were spirits, really, so they were probably exceptions, too.
“The majority of slimes don’t have proper intelligence, so life-and-death means nothing to them. They divide freely, and that’s how their population increases. A very small number of them, like me, are intelligent.”
“This is the first time I’m hearing all this, so there’s no way I can verify any of it, but I guess I’ll just generally accept it as truth…”
There probably wasn’t any benefit to lying to us anyway.
“Oh, we’ll be standing here talking for ages. Why don’t you come in? Though, slimes don’t really eat, so I have nothing to prepare tea with, and I don’t have enough chairs, either.”
We accepted her offer and went inside.
To be honest, it was pretty cold out on the mountaintop, so I was glad we could come in.
There was indeed only one chair, so we decided to stand and let her sit. The room itself looked and felt exactly like a wizard’s workshop, with books filling the shelves.
It was a simple setup with just bookshelves and a chair—no toilet, no dining area, no bed. A slime didn’t need any of those things.
Falfa was trying to eat bread crumbs, so she needed food, but I think she was able to get nutrition from most anything.
The girl called herself the Wizard Slime.
SS had been the same, so proper nouns didn’t seem like something slimes cared much about.
“Almost nobody comes to visit my workshop, and they don’t believe in Wizard Slimes anyway. I don’t need another name.”
I understood what she wanted to say, but we could see her as an actual person if she had a name.
“Then we can shorten Wizard Slime to make…wiz…slime… Okay, we’ll call you Wizly.”
The name sounded a little bit like someone forgot how to say wisely, but it would do, probably.
“Very well. Then please call me Wizly. So what brings you all here?” Wizly turned her gaze to Falfa. “I can tell that this has something to do with that slime over there.”
Right. You’re exactly right.
I told her that Falfa was a slime spirit, and then suddenly a slime one day.
“—So we’re looking for a way to turn her back. Do you know how?”
“Hmm. Would you mind if I borrowed her?”
Falfa drew nearer to Wizly on her own.
Even in this form, it seemed like she still understood language.
Wizly lifted Falfa and started pressing points all over her body.
I guess it was similar to a type of medical examination.
“Hmm, I see. Her resiliency differs vastly from regular slimes, so there is no question that this is a special slime.”
“You can tell?!” Laika was surprised.
“Yes. I can tell. I’ve been a slime for a long time, after all. To put it plainly, if we say regular slimes are at level one, then this slime would be about level thirty-five. Your average adventurer would have a difficult time defeating her,” Wizly said, and I understood completely.
I had a hard time imagining Falfa and Shalsha having an even match with other slimes, and they did defeat them with ease in reality.
After that, Wizly kept poking at Falfa.
“Aah, I see. I see. Yes, mm-hmm, is that it? It is; it is!”
I wanted to interject, What is? But I figured there were some things that only slimes could tell…
Beelzebub spoke in amazement. “I’ve lived a long time, but the world is so filled with affairs I know nothing of.” The slime world was deep.
In the end, Wizly spent about fifteen minutes poking at Falfa, then scribbling down some notes on a large dried leaf. I guess that was her replacement for paper.
“I have found an answer.”
Wizly let Falfa go, and Falfa bounded her way back to me.
I caught her in my arms. “Please tell us! Please!”
We stood up straight out of respect.
“The reason this slime appears to be stuck in this form is because…”
“Because?!” I leaned forward.
What could it be? I hope it’s not a bad omen…
“…she slept wrong.”
“““She slept wrong?!”””
The cries of disbelief burst forth in unison.
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