A daring speculation began to spread through Mu Yao’s mind.
Although Bai Yue Ling had always assumed Mu Yao was an innocent, adorable little girl, she wasn’t ignorant at all—quite the opposite, she knew many things a girl her age shouldn’t.
For instance, how to quietly add “tea leaves” to a teacup, the effects of fox tails on human hormone secretion… the various ways to tie up a five-foot-tall giant meat zongzi, and—recalling all the strange behavior Bai Yue Ling had exhibited earlier, she grew more and more convinced her guess was correct.
“But if the commotion was that big, there must be traces left behind, right?”
Mu Yao quickly rushed to the sofa and stared intently at the spot where Bai Yue Ling had been sitting. There was a peach-shaped indentation—just from its shape, one could sense the plumpness and fullness it implied, completely unlike what a young maiden should have developed. But there was only the indentation on the sofa. Nothing else.
Mu Yao leaned in to examine it, puzzled: “That’s odd… there’s only a faint fragrance.”
She had assumed the sofa would be in a complete mess. But… there was nothing at all?
Could she have guessed wrong?
Mu Yao lowered her head in contemplation as the fragrance wafted up from the center of the peach-shaped indentation. That scent was entirely different from the floral fragrance on Bai Yue Ling’s body—it carried a slight moistness, like the lingering aroma of someone stepping out of a bath.
“Haaah… forget it, I’ll worry about that later…”
Mu Yao buried her head deep into the indentation, a satisfied smile curling at the corners of her lips.
“Ling Ling… I was here first, you know. Since we were little, I’ve always been by your side. What you like, what you hate… I know all of it. I’m not letting anyone take you away. Those big sisters… can all just go far, far away…”
She nuzzled her head excitedly, gasping quick breaths between her cherry lips, her jade-like fingers slowly reaching toward her skirt…
Of course, Mu Yao would never know that while she was venting her emotions so uncharacteristically, in the room next door, the white-haired big-breasted sister she was so infatuated with was currently striking the most humiliating pose imaginable—one Mu Yao would dream of witnessing—and obediently begging another big sister for mercy.
“I’m sorry, I was wrong.”
Bai Yue Ling’s delicate body trembled as she lay on the bed, her little white dress gradually dissolving and being consumed, until the blue slime became her only clothing.
“Tell me, what did you do wrong?” Guodong multitasked, interrogating while mercilessly administering punishment.
Bai Yue Ling said weakly: “I was… I was wrong for running away earlier.”
“Running away was indeed wrong, so what should you have done instead?”
“Is it… standing still obediently and surrendering without a fight?”
“Wrong.”
Guodong’s force suddenly intensified, drawing a mournful cry from Bai Yue Ling.
“You should have fulfilled the promise you made.” The little loli’s upper body emerged from Guodong’s slime body, proudly looking down at the maiden beneath her: “After taking human form, you said you would willingly offer yourself to me, swear that from now on I am your queen and you are my bride… That was something you said yourself back then.” Her gaze turned cold: “Or is a promise worth that little to you?”
Bai Yue Ling stubbornly retorted: “Me saying it doesn’t equal me doing it.”
Guodong: “?”
The inequality ended the debate instantly.
“Anyway, there’s no way I’m submitting to a slime.”
“Bring it on, monster! This knight will never—Eep?! W-Wait a second…”
“You’re even worse than those ‘guh-guh knight’ girls,” Guodong said as she spread Bai Yue Ling’s limbs and hung her midair, puzzled: “At least they’re genuinely strong and sturdy. You’re so frail you’d break at the slightest touch. Why were you so easy to deal with in the game, but you resist in reality?”
“Because I have too little experience in reality…” Bai Yue Ling muttered embarrassedly.
Thinking back over her ten reincarnations—aside from the fifth, where she was done in by a big sister in the real world—all her other encounters had happened in-game.
That meant her real-world experience count was only one… And her real body was different from her in-game one. In the game, she could allocate points into vitality and stamina to boost her endurance. But in reality, she couldn’t. The real Bai Yue Ling was extremely fragile, with all her physical stats no different from level one.
That was exactly why Bai Yue Ling was so afraid of the big sisters discovering her real identity—because the real her was far more vulnerable to such encounters than her game self.
“Precisely because you lack experience, you need training.” Guodong looked at her with half-lidded eyes: “Are you planning to run from your promise to me for the rest of your life, you small fry?”
“Grr… you’re just a stinky slime loli, and you dare call me a small fry.” Bai Yue Ling glared indignantly at Guodong’s flat chest: “Anyway, flat-chested lolis don’t cut it! Come back when you’ve turned into a big sister!”
At the very least, it would need to be that pale, beautiful queen figure from their first meeting for Bai Yue Ling to accept. But flat-chested? Sorry, but as a big-chested girl herself, Bai Yue Ling firmly believed flat chests just wouldn’t do.
“Turn into a big sister first, huh? Then it’s settled.” Guodong nodded, but her tone suddenly shifted: “But did you really think I’m only flat-chested?”
“Huh?”
Guodong let out a nasal hum, hands on her hips as two pale blue balloons slowly inflated like they were being pumped with air. Before long, they grew to the size of oranges, coconuts, pomelos… and even watermelons!
“So?” Guodong puffed out her chest proudly: “Still dare to mock me?”
Bai Yue Ling was dumbfounded: “Th-This… this this this… is that even possible?! You can freely change their size at will?”
So this was the advantage of being a slime girl… terrifying beyond belief!
Guodong said proudly: “What about now?”
Bai Yue Ling asked: “Since you can shapeshift, why don’t you just transform into a big sister right away?”
“Because my level is too low.” Guodong explained: “While us slimes can freely mold ourselves into any shape we want, transforming into human form is restricted by level. I won’t be able to become a big sister until around level forty.”
“I see.” Bai Yue Ling’s eyes widened slightly: “Doesn’t that mean we can do ‘role-play’?”
“Role-play what? Acting out an aggressive version of Bai Yue Ling and doing a self-on-self scenario with yourself?”
Guodong scoffed disdainfully as her body began to undulate: “Before you officially become my bride, you need to get a preview of your future duties—and pay the price for all those provocations!”
Bai Yue Ling let out a mournful cry and turned back to beg: “Wait, I think we can still talk this through—”
Guodong said flatly: “I already agreed not to touch you until I become a big sister. But this time, I’m taking a completely different approach.”
“W-Wait, I still need to eat, log in—”
“Don’t bother. You won’t have a chance to do anything else all afternoon.”
“Huh?” Bai Yue Ling’s voice trembled with panic: “R-Right now, even I—having lost to a slime monster—”