The pitch-black sea.
The fishing boat drifted with the current; the sail was already furled.
Miss Slime lay on the mat, her legs spread wide.
In the interval before she was "cured," when her body was an empty shell, she had only a vague understanding of things mentioned in books like "pain" and "shyness."
But after being "cured," she naturally came to understand them.
For example, when her toes were licked by a man. When the entrance to her honey pot was completely exposed, feeling something flowing like urine, she would unconsciously blush.
She read books quickly. Only re-reading those she found very interesting a couple of times.
Like the current scene...
She had specifically read about it more.
But the book didn't describe men licking toes or feet.
She thought they were just parts used for walking.
"..."
Miss Slime didn't ask unnecessary questions, thinking that since Silas liked it, she would offer her toes more.
But regrettably.
Before she could act.
Silas had already shifted to assaulting her papayas. Almost half his face pressed against her breasts, deforming them as he sucked wildly at her cherries.
She wanted to say there was no breast milk. No matter how much he sucked, nothing would come out.
But, it felt tingly and numb.
She could feel her chest hardening too. The urge to pee became stronger.
It sprayed out. Splashing onto Silas's stomach and legs.
Sticky, not urine.
"I'm starting."
"..."
Miss Slime dared not look at Silas's thing again. She felt it had become bigger than before, seemingly harder to enter her narrow passage.
This act, besides being for lovers as stated in the book, was also for reproduction and childbirth.
She didn't know if she would have offspring like in the book.
"Siya."
"!"
No time to think.
Whenever her newly given name was called, the entrance to her honey pot would clamp tighter.
Miss Slime found it hard to understand.
Knowing that calling her name would cause clenching, squeezing that hot thing uncontrollably... wouldn't it be more uncomfortable?
"Siya, you're secreting slime now... it shouldn't be losing control, but excitement?"
"..."
With Silas's words, Miss Slime forced her eyes open.
Indeed, her stomach and arms were covered in a hazy layer of slime. Uncontrollable.
"A bit like tap water essential oil."
"..."
At first, she wasn't sure if it was a good thing.
But the thing inside her cavity became hotter and bigger.
"Ah-ugh..."
Why did he eat her slime too?
Miss Slime now understood what embarrassment felt like, the folds inside her cavity sucking constantly.
Feeling waves of impact inside her cavity.
The pain was long gone.
Her mind went blank along with it.
Mama didn't want her anymore.
But the human before her, a man, with the purpose of reproduction... and something else, shot inside.
She had many questions she wanted to ask.
But when the words reached her lips, they turned into a conclusion she had pondered for a long time.
"Siya will, give you..."
"Offspring."
She didn't come to hate the profession of "mother" just because she was abandoned by hers. She knew very well that maybe she wasn't born from a mother at all, never breastfed, never given a name.
That wasn't mother and daughter.
"..."
Hearing no response from Silas, Miss Slime thought her voice was too quiet.
"Siya, will give you, children."
So, she repeated it.
"Do you really know what you're saying?"
"?"
The thing that had just finished inside her became very hard again.
"Know."
Miss Slime mimicked the scene described in the book, her feet hooking around Silas's waist.
"It means, being a mother."
"..."
She had already forgotten.
Forgotten about being abandoned by Madam Melina. She wasn't slime now; she had a name.
Maybe an hour later.
"Siya, here... will swell too."
"..."
Not knowing exactly what Silas meant, Miss Slime only felt that her narrow entrance had now become a shape capable of accepting Silas.
She was very confident.
So, she actively sat on Silas's stomach again.
"Siya?"
"..."
Miss Slime gradually understood.
The feeling of her honey pot contracting every time her name was called... was lust. It meant she had desire for the man before her.
That wasn't a bad thing.
After all, as a response, Silas's thing would easily become very hard.
After it was completely over.
The fishing boat's sail was raised again.
"What is this?"
"Steering wheel, controls direction."
"What about this?"
"Fishing net, for catching fish."
"..."
Miss Slime was curious about everything.
"Don't always press those papayas against me; I can't breathe."
"Oh."
Miss Slime gave up lying on Silas, shifting to the side but continuing to press her papayas against his shoulder.
Lying down.
Gazing at the starry sky.
"Tsk, only in this era can one see a sky full of stars."
"..."
Listening to Silas's sigh.
Are stars like this?
Miss Slime was tired. She closed her eyes. Conveniently placing Silas's hand on her bra-clad papayas.
"Silas, I want, to sleep."
"Sleeping doesn't matter, but why must you grab my hand and put it on your breasts?"
"Want, like this. Is it bad?"
"Not really. Just doubting if you can actually fall asleep."
"..."
Miss Slime could sleep.
And slept very soundly, thinking of nothing.
When she woke up again, the fishing boat seemed intercepted by another ship, and it was already broad daylight.
Miss Slime was curious about the people coming over on a ladder.
"Are they, Silas's friends?"
"No, just pirates."
"Pirates, what are they?"
Miss Slime hadn't read about them in books.
"People with bad intentions, bad guys."
"..."
Bad guys?
Miss Slime stared blankly at the pirates.
"Hey, what are you two jabbering about? Hand over all your valuables!"
"Tsk, this little chick looks a bit young, but has a nice body. Keep this chick alive to play with."
"..."
Miss Slime hated the bearded man staring at her.
She picked up a wooden stick on the deck and stood in front of Silas.
She had done both robbing and stealing.
"Leave the valuables."
Miss Slime looked at the pirates, staring at one woman among them.
"Also, your body is nice, give to Silas to play."
"..."
"?"
"Is this chick's brain broken?"
"..."
A few minutes later, Silas didn't even need to act. The pirates who boarded the fishing boat, along with their accomplices left on their ship, were all tied up.
"Silas, do you want to play with women?"
Miss Slime lifted the clothes of the few women among the pirates, revealing breasts of various sizes wrapped in cloth strips.
"..."
Silas rubbed his temples.
He hadn't expected that a Free Simulation purely to test what happens when using Enchantment on that would encounter pirates halfway.
Even less expected was Miss Slime robbing these people in return and asking if he wanted to play with women.
"In books, men all like, to play with women."
Miss Slime wasn't joking; she was serious.
"...No need. I don't have that hobby."
The best among those pirate women only had a D-cup at most. Their looks were hard to describe.
How could they compare to Miss Slime?
"I have Siya, that's enough."
"!"
The wooden stick in Miss Slime's hand clattered to the floor, her cheeks flushing slightly.
She dazedly picked up the stick again.
Facing those wailing pirates.
"He only likes, to play with me. Doesn't like you, you are bad people, so, must kill."
"S-sorry! We were just momentarily possessed... please..."
The pirates had never encountered such a strange combination.
It looked like just a fairly handsome man deceiving an innocent girl, but who knew one could easily break their daggers with a tentacle, and the other could easily control everyone with strange slime?
"I-I'll let him play! Men are okay too, I'll do anything!"
The pirate no longer cared about his backdoor.
He just wanted to go home, never wanting to go out to sea to rob again. No one at home said being a pirate meant encountering monster combinations.
"..."
Silas's mouth twitched, casually picking up the pirate shouting willingness to offer his backdoor and throwing him into the sea.
Just as well, he felt the fishing boat was a bit cramped. These pirates came to deliver a bigger ship and free labor.
Only Miss Slime, still fidgeting on the side, occasionally peeking at him...
"Siya, also only likes being played with, by Silas."
"..."
Sexual knowledge—should he teach it seriously or just leave it like this?
Forget it.
Sooner or later, with Miss Slime's current speed of absorbing knowledge, she would understand.
[You arrived at a port city in the Kingdom of Portia.]
[You forced the pirates begging for mercy to turn themselves in, creating a disturbance. You successfully landed.]
[You discovered that this place is completely controlled by the Church. Knights Templar wearing badges are everywhere; the Church they belong to is the Protestant Church. Not the Roman Church you thought.]
[Maybe staying here allows you to solve the remaining people investigating Miss Slime faster, or maybe, you will become very dangerous.]
[You decided to...]
[Option 1: Change location, hide and watch the changes.]
[Option 2: Stay here, get it done in one step!]
[Engaging Free Simulation.]
Wasn't it the Roman Church he encountered with the Nun and the others?
Even further back?
Then when was the Roman Church born?
Doesn't matter.
With a location and an enemy, all Silas had to do was solve it.
Compared to passively facing the enemy before, this time Silas had an idea. Instead of waiting for these guys to create all sorts of weird products to find him and Miss Slime, why not go to their door and hang their Pope's head on a flagpole?
[You chose Option 2.]
The port was very lively.
The pirates, forced to swim to the port to land, ran everywhere to survive but were still caught and interrogated by the Knights Templar.
With that disturbance, Silas and Miss Slime landed very easily.
Standing on the bustling main street.
Miss Slime seemed a bit dazed. Staring intently at other people or things.
Curiosity overflowing?
"Here, Siya has been."
"?"
He thought Miss Slime would ask a lot of things, but it turned out not to be the case.
"Papa, seems to have brought Siya here."
"..."
Silas had almost forgotten.
The clue found in the initial simulation was the priest said to be dead on the island.
Could it be that the final mission wasn't just eradicating the Church, but also finding Miss Slime's father? Anyway, the current Silas didn't believe either of Miss Slime's parents would be good people.
"Remember anything else?"
"..."
Miss Slime shook her head. "Siya only remembers, Papa took me from here, boarded a ship. Nothing else."
"..."
Silas wasn't interested in knowing the priest's past, just simply wondering if it would take time to resolve like Madam Melina and her mother-daughter relationship. It seemed Miss Slime didn't have much impression, completely lacking any bond.
Pressed very tightly by massive papayas through clothes.
Sitting on a boat for so long, barely sleeping on a mat in the cabin... later switching to the pirates' ship wasn't much more comfortable, swaying back and forth.
Then.
Standing on the stone paved road with feet on the ground, the first thing to do...
"Lad, can't make change for gold coins..."
The innkeeper stared at the two gleaming gold coins on the counter, throat a bit dry.
"Keep the change. Just give me the best room."
"..."
Taking Miss Slime to the so-called VIP guest bedroom on the second floor.
It was almost like a luxurious suite. Even had a bathtub. Though hot water still had to be brought by the shop staff.
What surprised Silas most was.
The wardrobe actually had replaceable sexy lingerie. White fishnet stockings.
"Silas?"
"Miss Slime, put this on."
"But, it's all holes. Bad socks."
Miss Slime had absolutely no experience in this area.
"No, it's supposed to be like this."
"..."
Eventually, she clumsily put on the socks. Her papaya breasts only had their cherries covered by strips of cloth.
"Silas, clothes are weird."
"..."
The elasticity of the fishnet was obviously very good, suitable for any figure.
And Miss Slime, except for being a bit short, lacked nothing anywhere. Her toes curled, tightening the lines constricting her buttock flesh even more.
"Eek!"
"..."
Couldn't hold back.
Silas picked Miss Slime up and threw her onto the bed. Pushed her down.
This guy liked to hook his arm for no reason, completely unaware of the pressure brought by those papayas.
"Breasts, deformed by Silas's rubbing."
Miss Slime was dazed, seeming unconsciously shy due to Silas's forcefulness. She could also feel Silas's lust.
"Hah... Silas, rub however, you like."
She sometimes felt confused.
Didn't know why strange sounds would spill out. But the thing entering her cavity only got hotter.
So it wasn't a bad thing.
Compared to the novelty brought by the outside world, Miss Slime felt the current sensation was better.
"Silas, hot..."
"..."
Silas lay on Miss Slime's chest, his face completely supported by her papaya breasts. Covered in saliva and rub marks.
This was the reward he deserved for working so hard to NTR Miss Slime from Madam Melina!
But what use was this after Enchantment?
More enduring, stronger?
"...Siya, can still go."
Miss Slime's feet wrapped in white silk still clamped Silas's waist. But she was exhausted long ago. Her speech was a bit slurred.
"..."
However, Silas showed absolutely no sign of subsiding.
"Silas?"
"Let's stop here for today."
Silas regretted it. Although getting the room was purely because of the side effects of using the Enchantment skill, he didn't expect it to be this fierce.
"But, Silas is still hard. Not better."
"It's fine."
"..."
Silas stayed erect like this, contemplating life.
Why didn't he use his energy to do missions? Why did his hands itch to try new skills?
Maybe he should just do sit-ups.
"?"
While thinking.
In the dimness, Silas sensed Miss Slime's somewhat warm hand tightening. Subtly stroking.
"Siya?"
"Hard, will be uncomfortable. Siya is too weak, book says, hand is okay too."
"..."
Miss Slime was very serious.
Hand got sore, she licked. Mouth got sore, switched to breasts.
[You used Skill * Hypnosis Expert]
"Silas, shot!"
"..."
Yes, forcibly used hypnosis to remove the skill's side effect.
"Siya is a lover; if it's hard and uncomfortable, must solve it. Siya can do it."
"...Mmh."
"..."
Miss Slime was probably too tired. Fell asleep very quickly.
"..."
Silas touched her butt wrapped in white fishnet, sighing.
Unknowingly reached this stage.
But does the current Miss Slime really understand what feelings are?
At best, he just thought the slime was cute, papayas white and round...
Forget it.
Mission is important; sleep first, finish the mission later.