...

"Uhm."

"Nngh...!"

I tried to stimulate...

Or arouse...

...My vocal cords a bit. I haven't made a single little sound since half a minute ago...

"You're right."

I truly did agree to some extent.

With my imouto-chan loli voice, I declared my agreement, glitter and sparkles around my head, nuts drooping far below my kneecaps. A most durable cutting board [DEF:900222] on my chest, and hulking pale shafts, my dragon horns, that erect from the base of my hair.

...

"Uh-m..." (EXP Slime)

"Hn...?"

I replied with an airy puff of sound, a crafty comeback.

And EXP Slime struck first.

A betrayal, was it?

It first looked at my hair, gradually shifting its vision straight towards my own. We stared as we were bound by this intimate eye-contact.

Its expression shifted from a look of normal nervousness to a look of embarrassment and dread.

It rushed forward, staggering and struggling to keep its solid form as it tried to maintain its balance.  Several, quick, uninterrupted strides. I enjoyed, very much, this great view of its feet being dispersed by whatever rocks obstructed its path.

EXP Slime struck a pose.

It was a stature without opening.

I couldn't block this.

I couldn't resist this.

There was simply no escape, really.

I could feel my bones softening, slowly melting to nothing. Mixing into my liquefied bone marrows as my dark-red dragon blood stained the land red. My skin covered in bumps, goosebumps, a hopeless army in despair, spying the clouds with their darkened eyes. Their final, wishful droplet of sweat that rolled down their back, down their bare asscheek, as it ultimately plunges to the ground. Left to evaporate in humiliation.

...

EXP Slime's arms crossed upon its own sturdy chest, the left arm over the right.

Its left hand positioned under its right eye, its index and middle finger pointing enthusiastically upward along its cheek. Its right arm went horizontally along the underside of its slimy milkers, and its right hand lay on top of its left elbow joint, pointing downwards forcefully.

The real signature move. The real signature move of one with the force, of the 8th grader syndrome.

It exerted pressure unlike any other I've faced...! Even beyond my vast experiences. I still remember--in my previous life--when I submerged myself into a pool. This felt stronger than even the few centimeters of chlorinated water that pressed above my head.

"I- I'm--" (EXP Slime)

"I'm Bo- Little Slime B- Boss...! Ohyeah...!" (EXP Slime)

"I'll-- Ehm..." (EXP Slime)

"Mmh..." (EXP Slime)

It said something...

Humbling itself as my EXP? Oh yes, it must have been. I'll accept the offer, then.

...

Just a minute ago I was terrified. I was just about to piss my pants. Didn't have one on, but EXP Slime was pretty terrifying there. Crossing its arms? Preaching itself? Hesitating during the sacred presentation of its own presence, halting her own coolness, even though otherwise was as stated by the academy of the Cr*mson Mag*c Cl*n? Maybe I'll get an extra bonus of EXP and bounty from beating such a criminal chunnibyou.

...

"Thank you... so very much..." I said with utmost thanksgiving like a old nun receiving a few tons of wild boar meat, now able to feed the twenty three orphans she looked over.

"H- huh?" (EXP Slime)

It looked slightly confused, then looked below my chin, and blushed.

Eh? But I'm not sure...

I'm definitely new to this world, I think. I don't think slimes have the necessary blood to blush like that.

"You should have just said so from the start..."

"Wh- what?" (EXP Slime)

I approached the EXP Slime. My steps were profound as if I were an unrelenting mathematical paragon of kindergarten approaching the whiteboard.

I took one step. Then two. Then seven. And even up to five. An odd twelfth step to dazzle the enemy, a hint of deceit.

The slime creature wobbled and curled onto the ground. And quickly began crawling away from my reach.

It suddenly falls to the ground like it was exhausted, or something, and turned for a glance at my tiny dragon loli form as its armor clattered..

As I raised my arms, it did so as well in return. Its arm swiftly moved to shield its body, its sticky slime fingers swaying like a dog wagging its five fleshy tails. Wiggly lines drawn to illustrate its wavering lips. Its hollow, circular eyes with a sketchy teardrop beside each. Automatic shots of cold sweat spraying from the side of its head. It shortly turned its head, looking away, its eyes now two v-shaped arrows pointing inward, and its mouth now closed and quivering. Not like a manga character at all. Absolutely nothing like an anime character either. Not even alike any light novel. Nor web novel.

"N- No! Please d- don't...!" (EXP Slime)

"I-I'm-- I'm not r- r- ready! I h- haven't even-- Um--" (EXP Slime)

It continued to crawl away with its humanoid body.

"It- it's still my f- fir--" (EXP Slime)

'[Shapeshift Lv4] + [ロリ✭~変身✭~: DRAGON]'

I imbued my weakest skill [Dragon Claw Arts Lv6] into my transformed arms.

I struck back: a straight diagonal set of several radiant lines that trailed from the tip of my claws.

Instantly shattering its outer shell of armor.

Hopefully I had my personalized sperm-eye trails as I lifted my face back into the visible scene.

I grinned at the thought of EXP, showing, menacingly, every baby tooth I had.

Sharp as claws.

Strong as my dragonoid enamel.

Shamed and framed as they grow out.

EXP Slime retreated several meters, at least from what I could see in this darkness.

"Ngh...! 'Fluid Bulwark'...! 'Whirlpool Barricade'...!" (EXP Slime)

"Um... 'Semi-Absolute Barrier'...! 'Form Crust'...! 'Absolute Zero Blockade'...!" (EXP Slime)

"Uhm... 'Laid-Back Lake'...!" (EXP Slime)

"Uh..." (EXP Slime)

"L- let me see... 'Contact Skill Break!' 'Active Physical DMG Nullification!'" (EXP Slime)

"..."

"[MP Absorption]...! [Condensation Slime Body Volume Recovery]..." (EXP Slime)

"Huu..." (EXP Slime)

It seemed slightly breathless.

"Fhuu..." (EXP Slime)

And I don't think slimes have any lungs to tire though.

"Mmh... W- what else??" (EXP Slime)

Really not sure about this question. Haah... I don't think I would be of the sufficient realm of expertise to explicitly respond to any mystic query on this subject upon the ars magica.

I'm here just for the EXP. And the magic things later. A newborn monster dragon like myself wouldn't know what to say in reply to this. Shouldn't be able to talk anyway.

But, I'm a man who helps the helpless, so naturally, I replied.

"Huh... I may not be very... Reliable... As a newborn... But you have those--basic defense skills, right? Mmh."

A tiny kiddie noise leaked from my throat as I exhaled.

"Might be useful, actually. Those magic moves you said sounded kinda nutty... you might have missed out casting the basic stuff..."

"Nu- nutty?? O- oh right! Um- Thanks... hm..." (EXP Slime)

What the fuck were those magic skills anyway? They did sound kinda nutty. Fatter than nuts. Even fatter with those saturates. Made my tongue hang out, slurping up slime juice. I thought its forming crust would bake up some nice Portugese egg tarts.

"'Ice Barrier', 'Barrier', 'Water Shield', 'Longitudinal Sil--" (EXP Slime)

"H- Huh!? Wh- wh- what? I- I'm supposed to...! Y- you're supposed to be--" (EXP Slime)

It gulped and choked a bit, probably on its own body matter, and continued:

"Ass- a- assaulting me-- why did you h- help!?" (EXP Slime)

"I'm nicer than you think."

"No you're no--" (EXP Slime)

"Sure."

I unsuccessfully damaged it through its 8 barriers and 6 buffs with a single quick strike. That was obviously ineffective, just testing the waters, so I next threw out eighteen seconds worth of flurry attacks and managed to break through its outer 2 shells. Somehow I could feel its used MP disperse into the dungeon airs, as magical water poured over my uncovered body. Was an effect of its whirlpool shield or something? Being a respectable adept at water magic sounds right for a slime.

...

I evaded further back as I noticed some kind of pressure building up around the area. Even more than a few centimeters of pool water.

...!

Immediately;

I instinctively tilted my head to the right, as something grazed my upper left cheek.

Hoh...

Just like that.

Just like an OP-level-speed anime battle.

Something I've seen hundreds of times.

I felt a burn along my injury as [HP Regeneration] busted right in and saved the day.

...Was that hot water?

Just boiling water shouldn't hurt me though. Not anymore as a dragon. Wouldn't make sense for something like a hundred degrees Celsius, not even plus a little superheating, to damage my leathery dragon girl skin.

Must have been something else.

It could actually have been something cold, then, considering her water magic, and whatever it made with 'ice barrier.' I think I've felt something hot like this on my fingers when I tried to stack dry ice cubes in the toilet bowl. Just something nasty going on with my senses and feelings? Ahn...! Don't hurt my feelings...

It does, now, feel a bit like going bare naked out in a hailstorm. But of course, as the most SFW isekai'd man ever, its not really like I'm actually naked in this situation.

"'Energy Absorption', 'Superfluid', 'Specialized Production' + 'Water Blade' + 'Water Beam.'" (EXP Slime)

"Nnh. Th- then I have no choice... B- but to... umm..." (EXP Slime)

Still stuttering in its speech even in its Second Boss Phase activating at 100% HP, as it shook its head, all embarrassed and red. Red as kidney beans. Or it could've been the lighting.

It truly has the right level of ability to match its very slight chuunibyou traits. Not to mention its delightful, happy dandere traits that, also very slightly, apply to any situation possible...

...

The pressurizing was a bit of a curious thing here. I just felt--maybe I should take a peek into this dirty washroom. Magic is somewhat a popular isekai dream. I should take this opportunity, being one of the otherworlders, considering all carefree-living desires.

Scrolling happily through my available skills--

I tried a skill combo of [Sense Lv7] and [Magic Manipulation Lv61].

A physical detection ability and some type of MP utilization skill.

I immediately experienced an unlasting, minor, migraine; short waves of pain followed by a unique sensation that resonated through my eyeballs and head.

I opened my eyes. And I could see. Everything visible in this room...

[[Ability Learned:[Mana Sense Lv1]]]

Another generic detection ability.

It showed me the way. The pathway towards the absolute mastery of magic, and the sight of millions of strains and particles of MP. The path towards EXP.

I could see everything. Every particle of MP in this room, at least.

...

I expected this though.

This change wasn't sudden or anything.

Like I said. I just wanted to test the waters. A bit.

The surrounding pressure continuously increased, steeply.

And EXP Slime grinned as it raised itself efforlessly, returning to a upright standing position.

A demonic smile. Constricted pupils that forced its wise perception through my translucent, pale, skin. It may have seen through all truth of my existence. It may have looked through my status panel, finding every weakness I had. It may have seen my empty stomach, growling in starvation and prowling in desperation, but all that went through was several innutritious, tasteless slime cores.

But EXP Slime wasn't like its nervous self anymore, at all, by now.

"'Dungeon Control: Edit;' 'Apply Element: Ice'" (EXP Slime)

The ground, rough and rocky, the stony dungeon walls, the slimy ceiling, flashed bright white.

About to shield my eyes a bit, I noted within, an absent sensation unlike anything I've felt previously.

I didn't feel any light intensity exposure pains. Due to my racial features, probably.

I blinked, though, out of habit...

And I saw thousands of light-blue lines that formed grids on every visible surface of the dungeon, other than us living creatures.

Shortly afterward, a complete field of multicolored light particles came to be.

Scattering; yet eager to recollect alike flagellates in a pond.

They outlined various forms, and wrote in empty air an unknowing lingo.

Floating along myriad formations and pathways, along the bounds of the area.

Magical, wondrous shapes that spun, as tranquil, as frigid, as an undisturbed tundra biome...

...

"'Dungeon Control: Feature: Forced Trap Activation: Loop;' 'Randomization; Greater Frequency'" (EXP Slime)

Every phrase that resounded from EXP Slime formed another set of magic circles, one after another. Stacked like unopened tissue boxes, lightly illuminating the domain where it spawned. It was honestly--a scene I couldn't make a dick joke about...

"'Dungeon Control: Feature: Forced Debuff Activation: Multiply;' 'Randomization; Cooldown Removal'" (EXP Slime)

"M- my name is Borealis Gelum-Nepteɪ. The Second Great Witch, The Flowering Tundra, of the Upper Ciru Family of The Cerulean Clan. First and Final Achiever of the Early Awakening in the Morning Diamond Seal, The Twentieth Great Elder of the Ciru Family to Achieve the 99th-Layer of magic. F- final Holder of the Surname Nepteɪ and The Thirty-Fifth Awakener of the Cerulean Clan. The Last of the Ciru Family Who has Reincarnated Into A Slime...!" (EXP Slime)

She blushed anyway, cold sweat running down her face. She looked scarier than beforehand. Must be difficult, being a chuunibyou.

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