Suddenly, I Became a Slime Chapter 7: Hearing Anew

After gazing at the sky for a while, I cautiously glance around.

Judging by the language they used in my mory, it seems like I haven’t fallen into another world, so to speak.

Escaping various threats and erging from the sewer seed like the right decision, but the future looks daunting.

For instance, let’s say soone spots .

At first, it might be sowhat okay.

My reflection in the water appears closer to a human silhouette than a monster or an animal.

Upon closer examination, one might categorize as a non-human creature, but at a glance, I seem pretty human.

…from a distance.

Anyway,

Even if it’s fine at first, rumors will slowly spread. Reporters will co rushing, and strears or similar folks will flock in droves.

Honestly, how can one endure living without seeing a moving liquid monster themselves?

It’s not like I can’t understand them.

I, too, occasionally engage in behaviors that could make others tilt their heads or frown, just for a ‘little’ stimulation in my everyday life.

I have no intention of causing harm to anyone, not even as much as the size of a fingernail.

Well, there was a minor issue of things not going as I wished, but at least my mindset is like that.

Anyway, if things get too noisy, there’s a high chance those guys who chased in the sewer will co looking for .

No, it would be more accurate to think that they will definitely co looking for .

So, without hesitation, I close my eyes and prepare myself to throw my body beyond the iron grating.

If they let live normally after being captured, I might consider it, but such things wouldn’t happen.

That’s why I decided to first figure out where I am.

I still don’t know what to do next… But if possible, I want to go back ho first. Even though I’m not the sa, there’s no place like ho to seek solace.

And so, after surveying the surroundings.

The place where my body is stuck seems to be… a drain.

It’s for sure when you see the rain pouring in vigorously.

It seems I managed to get out from a sewer drain.

People might call this ‘washed out,’ but I decided to call it an escape.

It seems quite gloomy around, with the rain pouring and the sun setting.

I thought my luck was pretty good in a way, but then I realized what good luck is when I’ve beco like this.

As I scan the surroundings with dissatisfaction… I see sothing strangely familiar.

It doesn’t take long for to realize an unexpected fact.

The place where I escaped along that dark stream…

…was near my house.

I think it’s truly a bizarre coincidence.

Since a familiar place was in sight, finding the house where I used to live wasn’t that difficult.

Fortunately, it was dark and raining, so arriving in front of the house was easier than I thought.

Simply following the drainage ditch along the road was a very easy task. Easier than taking candy from a child.

I thought I might have to fight against a rat staring at when I was halfway ho, but being a cowardly fellow, it hesitated to approach, eyeing cautiously.

Looking at the fellow, I rembered my ‘friends’ I left in the sewer.

I probably won’t be able to see them ever again.

We didn’t even get to say goodbye.

Perhaps they might be happy that I disappeared.

It’s sowhat regretful.

But besides that, a strange feeling of discomfort lingered as I approached the house.

However, I couldn’t figure out where that feeling was coming from.

Maybe it’s because my body has transford like this.

Instead of returning ho like the golden phoenix, I ended up returning ho like a jellyfish.

It can’t be helped if my mood feels uneasy.

Hmm…

I stuck my head out of the drain and looked outside.

Only the lamppost a little further away blinked, illuminating the surroundings.

As I pondered how to enter my tiny sanctuary, a few options were presented to .

One was simply rushing straight ho as I am.

It didn’t seem bad, considering it was night and raining.

But the risk seed too high, so I decided to hold off for now.

Next, go inside through the drain pipe on the wall.

Realistically, this seed difficult.

Even if I managed to squeeze my body in sohow.

…I don’t even know how to navigate the pipe to my apartnt, let alone if I can crawl up there in the first place.

What if I crawl in but end up in a different apartnt?

And then bump into soone!

That would be the worst.

And the last option.

Having considered that far, I looked at a sturdy cardboard box left in a slightly dark spot.

The last option was to flip that and move around.

…This isn’t a ga. What crazy idea is this? Who knows what might happen.

But after careful consideration, it didn’t seem like a bad option at all.

Once inside the box, no one would know what I am.

If I just stood there, maybe people would mistake for a delivery package.

These days, people aren’t that interested in their neighbors, so this might be an effective strategy.

Let’s make an exception for those people stealing packages.

After weighing my options, I decided that now was the ti to move boldly.

I really missed the instant noodles stacked inside my apartnt.

With determination, I slowly moved, equipping myself with a cardboard box.

In the corner, there was a very trustworthy box with a large stapler firmly stuck in it.

The generously sized box made understand why other people’s house cats like boxes so much.

So, I carefully turned the box over and poured all the waste that had entered my body into the drain.

Feeling the sensation of the asphalt, I dashed towards the house.

The asphalt that I had never directly felt due to shoes felt rough and hard.

Squirming along, I eventually passed through the unlocked glass door.

When I look at the loosely opened door, I think of the neighbor woman who argued with the hoowner.

The hoowner’s grandfather wouldn’t listen to a damn thing about fixing the door.

But today, silently, I expressed gratitude towards him.

Thanks. Grandpa. Still, shouldn’t we fix the door?

The next obstacle I faced was the staircase.

It was an old building without even an elevator.

I had to climb quite a few stairs.

When buying, I tried to convince myself it was good exercise and had a nice view, but now it just irritated .

*Thud, thud.*

Every ti the box hit the stairs, it felt like my nonexistent heart was pounding.

As I was climbing the stairs smoothly,

*Boom! Crash!*

A loud noise ca from downstairs as the glass door opened.

My squishy body trembled.

Due to the gap between the stairs, I quickly moved and found a spot in the corner.

I hoped that it was soone from the lower floor. Shaking in the dark box, I trembled.

*Thump, thump.*

Just by listening, footsteps that seem exhausted and weary can be heard slowly approaching.

Well, if soone is leaving work at this ti, it would be strange not to be exhausted. Moreover, it’s raining.

*Thump, thump, thud.*

The footsteps on the flat ground soon turned into the sound of climbing the stairs.

*Thud, thud.*

The sharp footsteps echoed inside the box.

Sadly, the unidentified footsteps showed no signs of stopping. It seed they wanted to pass by .

*Thud… thud.*

*Thud.*

The footsteps were gradually getting closer.

Eventually, they stopped in front of .

I did not have cold sweat anymore, so should I say jelly is flowing instead.

Now, it feels like my nonexistent throat is drying up.

I never thought not needing to breathe would be so appreciated.

I felt like I was truly dead, crouching still like a stone, hoping for soone to pass by.

Eventually.

*Tap, tap.*

With a light tapping sensation on , a familiar voice echoed sowhere.

“Who on earth delivers packages here… But is this even a package? I can’t see a delivery slip.”

A tired female voice.

As she touched lightly, the box tried to float in the air, so I desperately reached out my sticky hand to grasp the box.

After a few taps, she eventually said in a voice filled with annoyance.

“…I don’t know. As long as it’s not mine, it’s fine.”

*Tock, tock.*

The footsteps that lingered in front of finally seed to move away and start climbing the stairs again.

*Tock, tock… Thump… Clang. Beep beep beep beep beep click.*

The sound I longed to hear finally reached .

Confirming that the one who touched had entered their apartnt, I quickly continued my climb.

*Thud, thud.*

Accompanied by sticky sounds.

I finally made it to the front of my apartnt.

But there was no ti to be happy. I couldn’t relax until I went inside.

*Clunk.*

I quickly ca out of the box and climbed on top of it.

I reached out my hand out of habit, but since my hand couldn’t reach it, it was an inevitable choice.

I climbed on top of the box and started opening the door.

*Thud, click.*

*Sticky, click.*

*Squishy, squeak.*

*Plop, squeak.*

*Squeak.*

I pressed the number.

*Click, clatter.*

With a click, the front door opened. I grabbed the handle by jumping from the box and clang! The door opened.

After confirming the door was open, I held onto the handle with my elongated arms, carrying the box inside.

I threw the box inside and closed the door.

*Clang! Clatter!*

I heard the sound of the door locking.

I brushed off the dust and went inside.

My familiar room ca into view.

The dust had piled up, giving the impression that nothing had changed since the last ti I left.

Feeling a prickly sensation.

First, I looked for sothing to eat.

…My stomach was growling so much.

Considering how frantic I had been moving and thinking, it was only natural.