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Love Counselling With Malkuth [CLOSED/ @Bochi @ohko]
"I see."
Finally, she had an inkling on why the Liberi was at a loss at how to deal with Okarin. And for the first time in a while, the Tenth Sefirot got annoyed.
Well, if she's going to ask me to help her with this, then I'll deal with it in my manner. It's not a pleasant topic by any means, but the later this gets addressed, the bigger a problem it'll be.
Elaine looked down. The two of them were hovering at the height of maybe a kilometre, and from what she could see, directly below was part of Sei's river. Okarin was a slime. Slimes were resistant to blunt damage. Falling was part of blunt damage. She checked with her senpai. A fall from that height wouldn't kill Okarin. Everything lined up together nicely.
"Try not to die."
With those words, the expressionless Sefirot released their grip and allowed the slime to fall, and from her position she watched, her wings flapping softly in the breeze.
Okarin blinked a few times in confusion.
It was over? Already?
Vicious (Elaine) had only caught them a few seconds ago, and the slime had barely gotten a chance to absorb the glowing happy warm sensation. It felt really nice to be held by Vicious (Elaine), and it had made them happy that the bird had actually cared enough to stop them from plummeting all the way down the mountain.
Maybe it was only an illusion, but it was an addictive feeling like molten honey.
That Vicious actually cared... Even a little bit...?
Even the tiniest drop of that feeling was already enough to make Okarin's core overflow with gold.
—"Try not to die."
Okarin's imaginary bubble popped.
They were confused.
What did Vicious (Elaine) mean?
They stared up at the Sefirot's lips, which mouthed such unfeeling words.
It was then that Okarin remembered that this wasn't Vicious.
It was Elaine.
Elaine — the evil red thing that had taken Vicious's body.
It was the same Elaine who was cruel and frolicked with that hateful flying snake, Sora.
A realization crossed Okarin's mind.
This was Elaine's original plan all along?
To throw Okarin off the side of a mountain? And make it look like an accident?
To kill them because they were too much of a hassle?
It sort of made sense.
When there was someone who annoyed you, you simply killed them.
It was very straightforward and the typical human way to do it.
Humans killed slimes, so it didn't really surprise Okarin anymore when an adventurer came up with another creative way to kill a slime. Whether it was cutting up slimes and putting them in alchemy test tubes, dousing them in oil and lighting them on fire, boiling them with soap, slicing them up for gourmet cuisine, burying them 100 feet underground encased in concrete... Okarin had seen quite a lot ever since arriving in Tonia. There were probably a thousand different ways for a slime to die.
Although, to be fair, Okarin had never seen a slime killed by tossing them off a 7-8 kilometer mountain.
That was new.
"Oh, okay." Okarin said.
Their reaction was muted, and essentially acquiescent of the fact.
Okarin wondered if they would die.
Although frankly they weren't particularly affected by the prospect, either way.
Slimes died all the time. It was normal for slimes to die.
It wouldn't be a bad ending.
They didn't hate Vicious (Elaine) either. All of this was normal. It was normal for people to hate slimes, and it was natural for adventurers to kill slimes. This was the way nature was meant to be. The default way. Slimes weren't meant to love people; that was unnatural. It was wrong. Slimes and adventurers were supposed to kill each other. In fact, if Okarin was to die, it comforted them to think that it was due to Vicious (Elaine's) hands. Somehow, it felt nice. It felt intimate, too. It was better than dying to a random dude.
Their youth slime romantic comedy is wrong, as they expected.
Okarin took comfort in the fact that maybe this was the way it was just meant to be.
So Okarin fell.
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