The storage room beneath Miss Slime's room.
It had long ago been remodeled by Melina into a spacious area convenient for her work.
Step.
Even knowing Silas had arrived, Melina didn't feel much.
It was just more of that business. Though it was humiliating, she could endure it if it meant her daughter would live again.
"Do you see? My daughter is getting better."
"She will never be slime again."
"She has experienced so little. Ah... even breastfeeding, which every child goes through, she hasn't had. She knows so few words."
"She won't eat mice anymore."
"..."
Madam Melina felt she owed her daughter far too much.
Should she start by breastfeeding her to give her a normal human experience, or start by letting her eat regular food?
Indeed.
The more she looked at her daughter's small papaya breasts, the more she felt she was truly her own. Even their figures were so similar.
But her daughter must never have an interest in men. She never needed to experience anything painful. They would just depend on each other and live a normal life from now on.
As for the man beside her, providing his body... she would let him protect them.
Ah.
Next, they might really do that sort of thing.
It didn't matter.
She could suppress her disgust. When they actually did it... if she thought of him as the only man who was pleasing to the eye, combined with the fact that he saved her daughter, she could endure it.
"Madam Melina. For certain reasons, you cannot stay here."
"?"
Just as she was eagerly waiting for her daughter to open her eyes, Silas suddenly grabbed her by the arm.
"Wait! Are you horny right now?"
"Wait for my daughter to wake up, let me talk to her, then you can do whatever you... ?!"
Possessing only the strength of an ordinary person, she was easily muffled by Silas's hand over her mouth. He forcibly dragged her out of the basement.
Ropes connected her cleavage and her buttocks, binding her into a thoroughly lewd posture. He locked her in another room of the mansion.
"Then do it..."
The last bit of uncertain goodwill Melina had for Silas vanished.
She felt Silas was simply driven by pure lust.
"Your mouth, or what? Just be quick about it... my daughter is about to wake up. I must be right there before her eyes, or she'll be scared."
"..."
But Silas remained unmoved.
"Madam Melina, the daughter you want... is she a normal daughter, completely free of slime?"
"Of course! I spent over ten years just to give my daughter a normal life! Once reborn, she will start growing with the mind of a normal child. Though she is born with an adult body... I will teach her bit by bit."
"..."
"Do it, I... I'll give you my breasts. You don't need to ejaculate in the cup; it's not necessary anymore."
"..."
"I said, even if I don't need the semen, I will repay you... do whatever you want. But at least, let me be there the moment my daughter opens her eyes, please?"
Madam Melina was almost begging.
"However."
Silas paused, "What if your daughter wakes up cured, but she is still Miss Slime?"
"Impossible! I have spent my entire life researching this. There can be no mistake. The slime will be consumed as material to repair her body, mixed with your semen until it is gone. What remains... a beating heart, will only be my true daughter."
"..."
Silas said no more.
"Wait, you... if you want to fuck, just finish quickly, and I'll comply."
"I'm begging you, my daughter will surely cry if she doesn't see her mother..."
"..."
Not long after.
She heard a voice outside the room.
"Mama isn't here?"
"Yes, she has urgent business to attend to. She asked me to watch over you."
"Heehee, I'm finally cured! Mama said once I was cured, I could go out and play with you! I know a place with lots and lots of mice!"
"..."
That was her daughter's familiar voice.
But why was she still hearing the word "mice" from her mouth?
Theoretically, she should now have the intelligence of a one or two-year-old. She should remember nothing. She should be a simple human.
"Let's go now!"
"In a bit. Go stay in my room for a while. I have to clean the basement; it was your mother's request."
"Okay~"
"..."
Silas returned.
He held a ceramic cup containing a small amount of slime.
"..."
The cup was right before Melina's eyes as she struggled against her bindings. Her papaya breasts became even more prominent, more erotic.
But she didn't care at all.
She just stared blankly at the familiar slime in the cup... the substance that had made her feel both disgust and guilt for over a decade.
"Impossible. My daughter... after her recovery, she wouldn't have that stuff anymore."
"You're lying to me!"
"..."
Silas didn't even address the topic, saying directly, "If Miss Slime is still Miss Slime, will you abandon her?"
"My daughter has no slime! She is just a person! A person who eats normal food and doesn't gnaw on raw mice!"
"Anyway, you're a virgin. Why do you even have a daughter?"
"...That is none of your business! Give me back my daughter!"
"..."
Silas left again.
Soon, Madam Melina heard another conversation.
"Do you like Madam Melina?"
"Mmh! Even though Mama won't let me eat mice, she's still Mama! She's very good to me! I love Mama most."
"Do you remember Madam Melina curing you?"
"I remember! Mama was always collecting things. She said she would cure my original body little by little. Now I'm all better! It's just... the body is so hard to control."
"Your slime is constantly leaking out."
"...Mgh, I don't know why. It wasn't like this before."
"..."
Through the gap Silas deliberately left, Madam Melina saw it. Her daughter was only wearing a coat; beneath her papaya breasts, there was blue slime everywhere. Even the navel, the place used for absorption, was covered in it.
Bound by the ball gag, Melina couldn't make a single sound.
She waited until Silas returned.
Her gaze had become vacant.
"Madam Melina, this is the truth. Your daughter has been cured, and she is getting better."
"...No. That is not my daughter."
"But she treats you as her mother. And she loves you very much."
"That thing... that slime..."
Madam Melina's face twisted in agony, "How can it be... my daughter isn't like that. The slime was just the material to bring her back. It's a monster."
"Do you know? At first, looking at that face exactly like my daughter's, I felt disgusted. It was only later, by occasionally fantasizing that she was what my daughter would look like when she revived, that I could barely endure it."
"..."
"I'm out of time. Where did they hide my daughter...?"
Madam Melina completely broke down. She became incoherent.
"Kill her... that disgusting thing, it was intentional, a trap for me."
"They just wanted me to cultivate a monster. And they land on the island right at this time... they will come again. Kill her! Even if my daughter won't live, no one will use me again! Disgusting..."
"You can do it, right?"
"Anyway, all you want is my body. I'll cooperate with whatever you want, just kill her! There is ice in the basement; use it to subdue her."
"She was made from my daughter's remains. She must die... no one else will..."
"..."
Silas used the ball gag to muzzle her again, preventing her from making any more noise. He tightened the turtle shell bind carefully.
He left Madam Melina in the basement.
Then he returned to the room.
The coat he had managed to drape over Miss Slime had already fallen off as she rolled around on the bed; she was essentially naked.
"Are we ready yet?"
"Let's go out and play!"
"..."
Miss Slime had no idea that her mother didn't want her anymore and even wanted her dead. Her naked papaya breasts swayed as she pulled on Silas's arm, completely unbothered.
"Put some clothes on first."
"Clothes? Okay!"
Miss Slime ran back to her room barefoot and casually wrapped herself in a dress.
"What about a bra?"
But Silas could tell instantly that she was going commando underneath.
"Mama makes me wear one every day, but it's such a hassle."
"Put it on. Once you're dressed, we'll go play."
"..."
Miss Slime didn't know how to fasten the hooks. It seemed Melina usually dressed her.
"Heehee, this is Mama's bra!"
"..."
It actually fit. Primarily because Silas felt the ones in Miss Slime's own room were a bit too small. This one was more comfortable.
Only now.
Silas remembered a very important question.
"Miss Slime, do you have a name?"
"A... name?"
Clearly, she didn't even know what the word meant.
He had never heard the Madam call her by a name. At most, it was "daughter."
After being cured, she was supposed to have the intelligence of a two or three-year-old. Plus, the desire to compensate through breastfeeding... he understood now. Perhaps the Madam had already chosen a name in her heart, but that name was reserved for when Miss Slime served as the consumed material to bring the real daughter back to life.
From beginning to end, Miss Slime had never been loved by her mother.
"Heehee, that tickles. Are you feeling bad again?"
"Mmh."
"Since I touched you, you have to go play with me! Best friend!"
Miss Slime laughed because the rubbing of her breasts through the bra tickled. Then, she puffed out her massive papayas. Her thoughts were incredibly simple; she just felt that since her friend Silas was uncomfortable, she should help him.
"Not better yet?"
"Let's go."
"No, it's still hard."
"..."
Because he felt she was quite pitiful.
"Don't want... a lick?"
There wasn't much lust. But Miss Slime seemed genuinely worried; she squatted before Silas and reached her small hand into his pants.
She still remembered that using her breasts would make Silas feel very good.
"If it's not good, you have to tell your friend. I only have you as a best friend."
She proactively sandwiched his member within her deep cleavage.
Noticing it gradually becoming harder, she seemed very happy.
"Heehee, it's hard! When that stuff comes out, you'll be better. I know it!"
"..."
What should he do?
Last time, using the ice failed to stop her from dying alongside Madam Melina. This time, with better preparation, maybe he could prevent her from spiraling toward self-destruction.
"..."
Silas looked at Miss Slime, who was completely unaware of what had happened, only treating it as helping a friend as she used her massive papaya breasts to serve him.
In the end, it really did turn into kidnapping Madam Melina.
Ice can inhibit Miss Slime's loss of control; if he stuffed it directly into her mouth... could she survive?
Or should he just go full beast and truly "train" the Madam locked in the basement? If the training succeeded, everything would be solved.