The slime girl obediently lay on Fio’s back as Fio carried her, jogging all the way toward the City of Everyday Life.

It would’ve been faster to turn into a dragon and fly back, but without Leon’s permission, Fio couldn’t return to her Dragon King form.

“Hang in there a little longer, Miss Slime… Hah… I’m getting tired. I need to rest for a moment.”

But Fio hadn’t run very far before she was panting and had to lean against a tree trunk to catch her breath.

How long was she going to have to keep running like this?

Just thinking about the distance ahead made Fio’s scalp prickle.

She should’ve exercised more. Her lazy day-to-day routine had left her with terrible stamina.

“Mmm…”

The slime girl let out a soft little sound. Fio looked back and saw how pale she was. Every snowflake that landed on her transparent body made her shudder.

“Are you cold, Miss Slime?”

The slime girl nodded. Fio set her down, then took off her mage’s robe and draped it over the girl’s glistening body. The slime girl’s expression eased a little.

Fio breathed a small sigh of relief. So slimes were afraid of the cold. No wonder not a single one had been around after she cast the weather spell.

“All right, let’s get moving again.”

Fio picked up the light-as-a-feather slime girl again and continued on her way.

Since coming to this world, Fio hadn’t met a monster girl before. Honestly, this was her first time seeing a creature straight out of an ero doujin—

She felt bad for Miss Slime, but this was seriously exciting!

Fio figured that if she earned enough of the slime girl’s affection this time, she might be able to tame a monster girl.

She could change into any shape Fio liked, and even stretch out tentacles. She was soft and comfortable to the touch, too. If tamed properly, Fio thought, a slime girl would be an incredibly cute and seriously lewd creature.

“Heh heh heh…”

Lost in her fantasies, Fio let out a strange laugh without even realizing it.

As if to make her fantasies come true, the monster girl on her back actually slipped a hand inside Fio’s shirt.

The soft hand slid up to Fio’s armpit. Its squishy touch and slightly chilly temperature teased Fio’s senses, and her little face turned bright red.

“Miss Slime, wait! I was just letting my imagination run wild!”

Fio couldn’t see the monster girl’s face behind her, so she had no idea how she was reacting. But one thing was clear: her hand was getting handsy.

Fio shivered as she felt something lick the back of her neck.

“Mmm—w-wait!” Fio yelped reflexively.

Somehow, the mood had taken a bit of a strange turn.

A moment ago, the slime girl had just been holding onto her shoulders. Now both her hands had slipped under Fio’s clothes.

Fio’s breathing grew ragged.

The slime girl clung even tighter, her soft palms moving beneath Fio’s shirt and gradually making their way to her waist.

S-so bold, Miss Slime! This kind of intense fanservice is way too high-level for a shut-in like me. Could we start with something lower-level, please?

“Fio! Fio, where are you?!”

Leon’s familiar shout pulled Fio back from the clouds she’d nearly drifted off to.

It was the voice of the last person she wanted to see: Leon.

I finally get some fanservice, and he has to interrupt me at a time like this…!

Before the two of them could meet, Fio hurriedly ducked into a patch of bushes, hiding there with the slime girl to avoid Leon.

Fio closed her eyes. As the footsteps drew closer, she could clearly tell that Leon had come nearby.

I absolutely can’t let that man find me with Miss Slime, or I’ll be in trouble… Leon might do something terrifying.

“Fio? Fio?”

Leon didn’t seem to notice Fio’s presence. Just as she was praying he’d leave, something unexpected happened.

Liquid began oozing from the slime girl’s body. It was corrosive—and, just as Fio remembered from the setting, it only affected fabric. It began dissolving Fio’s shirt.

Stop it, Miss Slime!

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Fio’s forehead, while the slime girl only grew more and more brazen.

Under the corrosive slime, Fio’s clothes slowly disappeared. At this rate, she was doomed.

If she didn’t stop this, she’d end up completely naked! If Leon found her, she was finished!

But the slime still wasn’t satisfied. As if searching for something, she gradually moved lower, toward Fio’s lower body…

This is bad, this is bad! So much for enjoying the fanservice—I’m going to become the fanservice for someone else!

“Let’s check somewhere else. Fio doesn’t seem to be here.”

Leon left. Judging by his footsteps, he’d already run off somewhere else.

Once she was sure it was safe, Fio stood up from the bushes, anger rising at the slime girl’s boundary-crossing behavior.

“Miss Slime, get off me!”

Fio turned around—and froze in shock.

The slime girl had changed shape. She was no longer humanoid; she’d become a big, soft puddle of liquid covering Fio’s body.

It had wrapped around Fio’s arms and legs. She could feel the monster’s intense aggression and hostility.

Fio had a bad feeling. This thing might actually be the Slime King. It had turned into a girl to lower her guard and make it easier to hunt her.

“Damn you! How dare you trick me!”

Fio raised a hand to cast a spell, but the slime wrapped around her arm, trying to interrupt her.

“You’re underestimating me! I’m the noble Ice Dragon King, Fio. I don’t need gestures, incantations, or tools to cast a spell. I can do it ju—ngh!”

Fio’s smile froze. A very peculiar sound escaped her, and the spell she’d been forming vanished the moment her expression changed.

The Slime King had touched something that absolutely must not be touched.

Dragons have a reverse scale. For ordinary dragons and Dragon Kings alike, it’s a vital point—and the Dragon Clan’s greatest weakness.

The location of each dragon’s reverse scale is an absolute secret. They must never tell anyone.

In her human form, Fio’s reverse scale was a mole on the inside of her right thigh. By sheer chance, the Slime King had touched it.

Once the Slime King realized what it had found, it began relentlessly attacking Fio’s reverse scale, pressing against the mole.

The girl who’d been so fierce just moments ago did an about-face. She no longer showed any sign of fighting back.

Her body went limp. The strength drained from her knees and waist, and she collapsed to the ground.

“Mmm… mmm…”

Unable to resist, Fio’s mind grew hazy with each attack. She instinctively let out weak, pleading sounds.

Fio was probably the first Dragon King in the history of this continent to be bullied by a slime.