Suddenly, I Became a Slime Chapter 19: Different Ending

Oh no… Ah, that’s not good!

*Swish!*

With a strange squeaking sound, my body slams into what seems to be the ceiling.

…So basically, I can’t jump down from the rising lump of at after all. As a result, I end up touching the ceiling sowhere with the remaining lumps of at.

The lump of at that hits the ceiling splits like a fountain, and it seems to be sucked into a hole.

And there are things sticking like jelly on it, presumably parts of .

The splitting lumps of at tear my flesh.

A wave of belated regret sweeps over . Tears do not flow, but my eyes feel moist, and my trembling jelly seems to sense my end approaching.

I should have climbed up step by step. I regret it now, but it’s too late.

Now, stuck to the ceiling like gum, all that’s left is to be chopped into pieces by the at knife.

Torn to pieces, I’ll be distributed in MREs all over the country.

As I have this creepy thought, a strange sensation makes my stomach churn.

Feeling a strange sensation rather than the countless previous ones, I grimace at my jelly.

Regaining my composure.

The taste of at I feel in the MRE is intense. Well, it feels like a lump, but the raw vibe is strong.

It all ans one thing.

Even as my body is crushed into a lump of at, it seems to digest and convert it into my solid flesh.

I forcefully push the at down my throat, swallowing it reluctantly.

Despite the unpleasant taste, the at torn out by the at knife has a lot of flesh, allowing to maintain my form.

… If I were an ordinary human, I would have perished, mingled with that lump of at by now, but my slightly special body allows to survive.

Though I don’t quite feel grateful for this body, as without it, none of this would have happened in the first place, so I’m not too pleased.

Anyway.

It’s like getting an extra life in a ga.

I never imagined my body could have such powerful digestion, but if I think about how long this will last, I’m being too careless.

[@$5싶$]

Amidst this, a familiar voice continues to echo once more.

However, this ti, it feels like a distorted voice that I can actually understand.

Thinking it might be an illusion, I listen carefully, but only the unpleasant at taste lingers.

Well, it’s unlikely for unknown speech to suddenly beco understandable.

Rather than worrying about what is unknown, it seems better to first figure out how to escape this place.

While I contemplate, the pieces of at continue to assault my body, with undigested parts being expelled along with my jelly.

It feels like adding fuel to the fire in a hopeless situation.

It seems different sohow, but anyway, that is it.

I’m maintaining composure in such a situation, probably because I don’t feel much pain.

I think I can maintain composure not because I’ve beco non-human but because without the pain that humans would feel, it just feels plain to .

Feeling grateful for being able to stay calm yet feeling uneasy, I start to sense a creeping feeling in my stomach.

It seems like there are limits, after all. It’s not like a blue cat’s multidinsional pocket.

Since it’s not quantifiable, I don’t know exactly how much longer I can endure.

*Gwak!*

I once again look at the chunks of at entangled in my body.

They are sticking to my jelly and oozing out through holes.

I try moving my body while looking at the shape resembling a mix of at and jelly, but honestly, it’s impossible. The force pushing towards what seems like a ceiling is too strong.

It is impossible to move with the chunks of at tangled up… so, in the end, I don’t have many choices.

One option is to remove what forms the core of my body and plan for the future, but since I have no idea how to do that, I decide to pass on it for now.

What remains is… entrusting my body to a part of the splitting chunks of at.

In the end, both options depend on luck, but the latter is sothing I can do imdiately.

[G@*#)]

And then.

Once again, a voice is heard.

This ti, I can clearly hear it.

The voice that I couldn’t understand is gradually changing into a language I can comprehend.

Sohow, it gives goosebumps. I can’t grasp the aning behind it.

It feels very ominous, so I decide to act on my plan right away.

I push and shake the arms and legs stuck under the chunks of at.

Then, I silently counted one, two, and three in my mind.

I tightly hold onto the splitting chunks of at with all my strength. Whether this plan will beco a failure or lead to salvation, I can’t tell.

It will soon be revealed.

When I surrender my body, my sight quickly shakes in all directions. The lump of at that is quickly launched finally pierces into a hole as if being sucked in by a vacuum cleaner.

My trembling body follows suit.

I feel like I’ve experienced too many tis recently what I thought I might only experience a few tis in my life.

…The thought that this is just the beginning slowly creeps up, but I push it away because I don’t want to think about it further.

I’m too tired to think about the future right now.

Absentmindedly sticking close, I slip out through the hole.

*Splat!*

I hear a familiar sound.

…I see the blades that had sliced my legs in my field of vision. The pieces of at that have gone ahead of are being cut out one by one.

*Splat!*

As I watch the fleshy pieces being ruthlessly cut off, my jelly begins to thicken.

It isn’t the unimaginable threat, but the imdiate fear of knowing what it feels like makes scared.

And then.

Realizing that I can simply let go of the lump of at since I have co this far, I discard the lump of at that has been carrying so far.

It feels like eting an old enemy on a narrow bridge and forming a temporary alliance.

…Now that we’ve each arrived at our destination, it’s ti to go our separate ways.

I don’t know how the lump of at buried under my jelly will be dealt with…

Anyway.

Listening to the squeaking sound from outside, I try to gauge the timing of the blade popping out.

Sitting like this makes feel like I have entered a ga.

*Squeak, squeak.*

*Creak!*

Aligning with the timing of the blades shooting up again, I cross the blades. It’s unfortunate that a small piece of the poor jelly gets cut off, but finally, I reach the hole the lump escaped from.

The lump that went ahead of gets hooked on a hook and dangles around.

In front of , a hook identical to the one that hooked the lump is gleaming.

I think about ignoring it and jumping down, but the hole I erged from is quite high, so I hesitate.

anwhile, another lump is approaching behind .

Unable to do anything, I end up hanging on the hook.

As I put my weight on it, the still hook begins to move. I think it doesn’t move at first, but after the lump hits and falls off with a thud, it begins to move.

At that mont.

[Annoying @*#!]

An eerie voice echoes from behind .

Ignoring that voice, I hang on the hook and watch where the lumps ahead of are heading.

It seems like I can reach the height soon enough to jump if I hang on just a bit more.

I calmly wait for the right mont.

“Huh?”

A voice cos from below. Not the creepy voice, but a voice I secretly want to hear again.

Lowering my gaze, I see a smart and pretty woman with a distorted face staring at .

Her appearance is quite amusing, and laughter bubbles inside .

When will I ever see such a beautiful woman with a twisted face?

By the way, she seems to have been persistently searching for .

…Why?

I wonder, but it doesn’t feel that bad.

Maybe the truth about this factory is a bit different from what I thought.

Maybe she isn’t trying to lure in for my jelly.

I don’t know.

Just.

The embrace of a person.

Maybe I’m touched by the warmth of soone who is kind to .

As we get closer to the ground, I let go of the hook and jump down.

*Thud!*

With a loud sound, I finally reach the ground.

Amidst the groaning from the impact of landing, the woman jumps towards abruptly.

Feeling a mixture of joy and unease, I straighten myself up nervously.

I half expect the approaching woman to lift up like last ti, embracing .

*Clank.*

Ah.

With a sound, I find myself trapped in a box similar to when I was caught here before.

Is the positive impression I had of her until now causing this?

Trapped in the box, I feel a sense of betrayal and glare at her.

I wonder if it feels like being stared at by a blob of jelly.

Does she understand what I’m trying to convey?

“…It’s just a procedure, so nothing can be done.”

She mutters softly.

However, as I look at her hesitant face, it doesn’t seem like she is particularly confident either.

It sohow feels more like making excuses, you know?

…Sigh.

Still.

The situation is better than when I was first captured.

As I arrive here, I see a lot of at pieces cut off along the way, which makes the inside feel quite spacious.

The woman who put in the box manipulates the panel attached to the machinery.

Before long, the beeping sound disappears.

Although I don’t do anything, it feels oddly satisfying, as if a big task has been completed.

It’s not like I have anything to do with it, but that’s how I feel.

The woman, who has stopped the sound, lets out a sigh and then walks away with the box I am in.

In my sight, I see a pillar from which large pieces of aty blobs are coming out again.

…What was the last voice I heard?

I forcefully push that mory far back due to uneasiness. I really don’t want to know.