[Late at night. You left your room and arrived at the door of that closed room on the second floor. You heard strange sounds inside. Like something being eaten.]
[Unlike during the day, the door was ajar. Not locked.]
[You decided to...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Don't push the door open. Just peek here.]
[Option 2: Push the door open and ask her to share some food.]
[Engaging Free Simulation.]
[You chose Option 1.]
In the corridor.
Silas took a glance through the gap but didn't pay much attention to what Miss Slime was eating inside.
He walked away directly.
However, this time, he didn't plan to return to his own room.
He headed towards the stairs leading to the main hall on the first floor.
"..."
Coincidentally, the noble lady stood up from the sofa in the living room, seeming to have just finished something and intending to go upstairs.
Wearing a silk nightgown, a hint of her cleavage was visible. This was a benefit exclusive to Silas living here. The daughter had papaya-sized breasts, and so did she.
"Steward Silas, you haven't slept yet so late?"
The noble lady smiled. She also noticed Silas's gaze on her chest but didn't care at all.
"Ah, I'm new here and having a bit of trouble sleeping."
"Oh, Steward Silas mentioned coming from the far East. Homesick?"
"No. It just feels... a bit unreal. To be recruited as a butler by such a beautiful lady like you."
"Hehe, you have a sweet mouth. Come sit."
"..."
Silas sat beside her; the sofa was quite soft.
"Why sit so far away? It's okay to be closer. You're quite capable; getting along with other servants in just one day. You handle things in an organized manner too."
The noble lady personally brewed a cup of tea. She handed it to Silas, "Drink, this is your reward."
"..."
Really?
There was a lipstick mark on the teacup.
So direct?
"Are you not thirsty?"
As the noble lady lifted the cup, her cleavage became even more visible.
"Thank you for your reward."
Silas drank it.
Good tea to drink, and tits to look at. What's the big deal?
"You have a very sweet mouth. You deserve another reward. Sit here. I'll go get something good for you."
"..."
Silas wished he could stay downstairs.
Calculating the time.
He should have avoided the time of his previous death. After talking for so long, it must be nearly dawn, right? As long as his relationship with the noble lady didn't break down, Miss Slime couldn't do anything to him. After tonight, he would have enough time to find ice. It's just slime, after all.
Click-clack.
Soon, the noble lady, swaying her voluptuous hips, came back downstairs.
She held a small brown pill. It looked familiar to Silas, like the kind he and the Princess found in the Church in the Holy City, but smaller and more exquisite.
" This is medicine to nourish the body. Money can't buy it; eat it."
"Isn't this too precious..."
Silas waved his hand. "Besides, my body is fine. Thank you for your kindness."
"Is it really fine?"
The noble lady's elastic buttocks sat on Silas's thigh, pressing and deforming. The silk nightgown, already revealing half her globes, was pulled down a bit more due to the tension. More snow-white skin was exposed. Very close to Silas's nose.
"Do you want to be just a butler for the rest of your life? Just now... you were staring at my breasts, weren't you?"
She held the pill near Silas's mouth.
Damn.
So she really is after my body, but she wants a living corpse?
What kind of fetish is this?
"Eat it. If you want to stay here for a long time, you won't lack this stuff. I'll reward you once every day from now on. In about ten days, your body will be excellent."
"..."
[You discovered that the noble lady seems to want to feed you some kind of drug.]
[You decided to...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Don't eat it; ruthlessly sleep-persuade her directly.]
[Option 2: Eat it, then ruthlessly sleep-persuade her.]
[Engaging Free Simulation.]
Difficult.
Since she wanted to feed him something strange, there must be a purpose.
If it were poison or something, Silas was immune.
The problem was not knowing the effect of the drug. If he ate it and was immune, he couldn't keep up the act.
[You chose Option 1.]
"..."
Silas didn't open his mouth to take the medicine; instead, he kissed the noble lady's exposed creamy-white hemispheres.
His hands also recklessly kneaded her buttocks.
"Hah... you little guy. In such a hurry?"
The noble lady didn't resist. Her slightly sagging breasts pressed against Silas's face.
She put the pill on the table.
Lifting the silk nightgown, there was only a very narrow thong underneath.
"Madam, I'm very strong even without supplements."
Silas guided her hand to touch his erect member.
"How did it... grow so big?"
"..."
Her buttocks ground against him.
Silas noticed that at the railing on the second floor, Miss Slime seemed to have come out. But she silently went back.
This is really turning into an NTR scenario.
"Why won't you eat?"
"If you want to establish yourself here. Eat the medicine. Understand?"
Even though the thong was already soaked, the noble lady narrowed her eyes and picked up the pill again.
Silas planned to just do it.
But his hand was grabbed by hers.
"..."
The noble lady's expression had turned cold. She stood up; although there were some transparent threads on her thighs, her eyes showed no sign of being dazed.
"I've always wondered why someone like you... young, out of place, with good temperament, would suddenly come to the island."
The noble lady narrowed her eyes. "Who sent you?"
"Madam, I don't know what you're talking about. I just feel... I don't need drugs to prove myself."
"Doesn't matter. Disobedient ones, no matter how pleasing to the eye, are not needed."
The noble lady took out a gun from under the coffee table.
[Skill: Hypnosis Master activated]
"..."
The noble lady's eyes became dull.
"Speak, what is the effect of that drug?"
"Makes you... obedient. After taking the drug, you cannot defy me for a short time and will forget what happened. After many times, you will become a puppet without consciousness."
"..."
"?"
The three seconds passed in a flash.
The noble lady looked at Silas in panic, not knowing what had just happened.
"What exactly are you?!"
"..."
Unfortunately, Silas didn't have the Sandman ability like Elisa to make people forget.
With a gun pointed at him, he didn't resist anymore. Even if he killed her, he would be killed by Miss Slime anyway. Too lazy to move.
"Damn it! The Church actually sent someone with special abilities like you!"
Bang!
The flintlock held by the noble lady spewed fire.
[You killed the noble lady. When Miss Slime came out, even though you struck first and cut off her head, it was futile. You died.]
[This simulation has ended.]
[You can load a save to before the current plot point or restart the simulation.]
[Remaining Simulation Attempts: 2 (Restores 6 daily, or spend 1000 silver coins to buy one)]
[Money held: 0 Gold, 0 Silver, 121 Copper]
[Current Mission: An isolated island, why is there a little girl made of slime turning everything into plants? Try to find clues!]
[Reward: None]
[Simulate again/Load save?]
Even cutting off her head was useless. Then he really had to create low-temperature conditions to win.
Silas hadn't lost attempts consecutively like this for a long time.
The drug's effect wasn't turning into a living corpse? It was like being hypnotized.
Dammit, can't tolerate this anymore.
Ride her like a bicycle then; let's check what exactly Miss Slime's mother is made of.