In the dim basement.
The ice from the ice cellar was dug out by Madam Melina and covered with thick cotton quilts, forming a bed.
Cotton quilts can insulate heat, and they can also insulate cold.
This artificially created environment naturally made Miss Slime suffer.
"...Mama."
Miss Slime stood pitifully to the side. She seemed very afraid of having to crawl inside again.
"Hehe, you don't need to go in this time."
"Good girl, just lie on top and close your eyes; it will be over soon."
"..."
Contrary to Silas's expectations, Madam Melina didn't extract the slime that was infinitely close to being empty from Miss Slime's body again.
She simply had Miss Slime lie on the cotton quilt.
Splash.
Then she took the skeleton that had been soaking in a wooden bucket full of slime for who knows how long...
No.
It could no longer be called a skeleton.
That was a body identical to Miss Slime's. The papaya breasts were attached, swaying as Madam Melina placed it next to Miss Slime.
No difference could be seen at all.
"Sleep. When you wake up, you'll be cured."
Madam Melina stroked Miss Slime's hair lovingly. Miss Slime, probably truly tired, closed her eyes and went to sleep under her mother's gentle touch.
"..."
"I thought you came down because you wanted your reward now."
Madam Melina looked at Silas.
"It hurts me that you see me as such a vulgar person."
Silas spread his hands. "I just wanted to know what Miss Slime will become."
"..."
Madam Melina first took out a special soft tube, easily peeling away Miss Slime's dry and cracked hand to create a hole. Then she inserted the needle at the other end of the tube into the navel of what she called her daughter's true body.
"My daughter will recover her health. She will become a real human again."
"But Miss Slime's body is already..."
Before seeing it with his own eyes, it was hard for Silas to imagine that the soft Miss Slime would become as fragile as ceramic.
The dry, cracked skin on her palm could be picked off directly, revealing the empty interior.
"Haven't you realized yet? My daughter's body is not normal. Inside is just a puddle of slime."
"..."
Silas knew.
He had seen it with X-Ray vision long ago.
"Do you think... if not for my daughter, I would endure the disgust to serve you?"
"The meaning of my life is my daughter. As long as she can live healthily, I can endure anything, survive any pain."
"See this small bottle?"
Madam Melina picked up a semi-transparent glass cup containing a milky white liquid. "This took me six years to collect and make. Originally, I didn't need your semen; it was already enough. Just slower."
"To cure a skeleton that is almost a corpse. Do you know how much effort I have to put in?"
"Restoring organ function and appearance... isn't enough. Life is not created like this. Whether animals, plants, or humans. Most are created by special elements produced by the combination of male and female..."
"..."
Perhaps realizing that Silas didn't understand at all, Madam Melina looked at her daughter lying there and smiled.
"It doesn't matter; you just stand there and wait."
"My body... after my daughter wakes up, use it however you want."
"A month? A year? Ten years... whatever."
"..."
Silas looked with X-Ray vision. The last bit of liquid in Miss Slime's body was also transported to the meat body beside her through the tube.
He didn't know the principle. He could only find that in the tube, there was the stuff he provided to Madam Melina mixed with other things being transported over.
The heart of the body that was originally a skeleton beat faster and faster.
Miss Slime didn't scream like before; she just lay there calmly. No movement at all. It was obvious even to the naked eye.
After all, of the two identical pairs of papaya breasts, the left ones rose and fell more and more powerfully with breath. The right ones... deflated. Cracked.
Should he stop it?
Silas, who could glimpse the slime moving in the new body and covering the organs, didn't move.
He didn't feel that Melina was lying.
Or rather, that display of care for her daughter...
"See? My daughter is getting better."
"She will never be slime again."
"She has experienced too few things, ah... even breastfeeding, which every child experiences, she hasn't experienced. She knows very few words too."
"She won't eat mice anymore."
"..."
Madam Melina's body began to tremble with excitement. For her, this moment had been more than ten years in the making.
"Although I just said you can do whatever you want... besides satisfying your desires, I can take my daughter to enjoy the things she should experience, right?"
"I can do anything."
"...Of course."
Silas didn't have that thought at all. He didn't pay much attention to Madam Melina's words either, just staring at Miss Slime's new body.
The old one had completely turned into debris. Nothing was left. Slime filled the new flesh, merging into the living organs.
It was hard to think Melina was lying.
"Hehe. She's waking up soon... have to help wipe her body first."
"Ah, my daughter is still young... you wouldn't be interested, right? You can't..."
"...Not interested."
"You can do anything to me. But my daughter will never need any man in the future. I will teach her..."
Madam Melina happily took out a towel and carefully wiped Miss Slime's new body. Not missing a single speck of dust between her toes or under her fingernails.
"..."
He didn't know how long passed.
An hour, or two?
The eyelashes under Miss Slime's eyelids fluttered.
"She's awake. My daughter... this is my daughter!"
Madam Melina couldn't hide her joy at all, looking expectantly at Miss Slime.
"..."
"...Mama."
Miss Slime opened her eyes completely, her expression still a bit dazed. Seemingly unaccustomed to the new body.
"Are you hungry? Want to eat eggplant? Ah, although you are my daughter... you might not like eggplant like Mama. What else? Want to eat sweets?"
"..."
Miss Slime seemed a bit confused, looked at Silas beside her, then at her mother.
"Mouse... Mama said, eat when cured."
"..."
Madam Melina's face froze. "You... how can you eat mice? You are my daughter; you must not have come to your senses yet. Ah, wrong. You should be like a newborn baby who remembers nothing, wanting milk, right? Milk..."
She was very anxious. Flusteredly looking around for something to replace milk.
In the end, she only found plain water. Without hesitation, she lifted her clothes, revealing massive white mounds, and poured quite a bit of water on them.
"Come, drink."
Then she pressed her nipple against Miss Slime's mouth.
"Don't eat. Mama said, can catch mice with good friend. Play."
Miss Slime pushed away the papaya breasts in front of her, struggled to get up, and stumbled towards Silas.
But perhaps her new body was just that hard to control?
She fell to the ground at once.
"Mama, why, body... weird? Can't, walk."
Pale blue liquid spilled from the side of Miss Slime's body. She looked at her mother in confusion. "Not, cured?"
"How can it be..."
"How can you... still be a monster?"
Seeing the slime come out, Melina, who was holding her breast thinking she had to breastfeed Miss Slime, froze completely.
"No, you aren't... not at all."
"Where did it go wrong?"
Melina frantically flipped through the thick notebook, trying to find the problematic part in the data.
"Mama?"
"..."
Looking at her daughter beside her, Melina suddenly reached her hand into Miss Slime's stomach. Digging in desperately.
"Pain..."
Blood and slime spilled from Miss Slime's belly.
"The body is clearly healed, why is there still slime?"
"These treatment methods... lies?"
"..."
"Mama, do I, still need treatment?"
Miss Slime shook the Madam's arm.
But the mother who should have been kind to her looked at her with increasingly strange eyes.
"You are not... my daughter at all."
Madam Melina forcibly pulled away her daughter's hand gripping her arm, looking around woodenly. "...My daughter is hidden. Where?"
"Mama?"
"Shut up! Don't call me that! ...Bastard! That man! Used me... lived with this disgusting monster for twelve years?"
"Mama..."
Even though she was pushed to the ground, Miss Slime crawled up, wanting to get close to her mother.
Slap!
"..."
A slap.
Miss Slime was stunned, tears welling up in her aggrieved eyes.
"...Mama, hates me?"
"..."
Madam Melina ignored her completely, taking the gun from the side. Aiming at Miss Slime.
"Mama, doesn't want me?"
Miss Slime covered her cheek, the already uncontrolled slime in her body becoming increasingly active.
"...Bang!"
Fortunately, in the interval when she picked up the gun to aim at Miss Slime, Silas immediately snatched the gun away.
"Madam Melina, calm down. Maybe it's just a matter of time."
From Silas's perspective, Miss Slime was "cured." The only one he needed to stabilize now was the Madam. Take her away first.
"I wasted more than ten years on this disgusting thing... where is my real daughter?"
"You wouldn't understand! Seeing a monster with the exact same face as my daughter coming back with a mouse in its mouth... how a mother feels."
"Time... I have no time!!! Yes, how could I want a thing like you as a daughter?! I've had enough!"
"..."
But her mouth still spat out the words that could break Miss Slime the most.
Visibly, that slightly childish face wrinkled in pain.
"Mama."
"Ugh, I, will never, secretly eat mice again. I like Mama, most."
"..."
"How could a disgusting thing like you be my daughter!!! You should die! A thing like you shouldn't exist in this world!"
"..."
Silas snatched the gun from Melina's hand.
He immediately ran to the ice cellar to get ice.
Now he understood; Melina said she was cured, and indeed there was no problem. But the cured daughter and what she wanted were completely different things.
"Mama, why, afraid... of me?"
"..."
Miss Slime lost control without a doubt. Slime continuously spread from under her feet. Soon it filled the entire basement floor.
[You guarded the ice cellar and successfully used low temperatures to stop Miss Slime from losing control further. But you failed to suppress her self-destruction while clinging to her mother after losing her.]
[You smuggled yourself off the island.]
[Gradually forgetting your identity as a player. You indulged in a life of debauchery and died of illness.]
[You died. This simulation has ended.]
Back in the room in reality.
Silas stared silently at the somewhat mottled ceiling.
He stopped Miss Slime from losing control further and destroying the whole island, but failed to stop her from destroying herself.
The bond between mother and daughter?
I knew something was wrong. Treating her as a daughter, yet completely refusing to acknowledge the cured daughter.
"..."
Touching the nun's pert buttocks beside him, Silas thought, there was only one way left.
[You chose to Load Save.]