Suddenly, I Became a Slime

Yang Hana’s adaptability was extraordinary, to the point where it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it the best in the world. If there were a world championship for quick adaptation, she’d probably be the champion.

Honestly, even on the first day we met, I thought she wasn’t ordinary. No matter how cute I am….

To her, I must have been an alien being unlike anything in this world, but just because she dreamed of me, she treated me as if we had been friends for years.

…Well, I suppose it’s better than her screaming in terror or trembling in fear. It might mean she’s suited for this line of work.

Come to think of it, something about what she said didn’t sit well with me. Did she say I comforted her in her dreams?

But… I have no memory of that. No matter how fleeting dreams are, I should have at least a vague recollection if something so special had occurred. Yet, I remember nothing.

Could it be that Sosik, who’s always sleeping, comforted her in my place? It’s not like I went into someone else’s dream and cooed over them, so if anyone did, it would have to be him.

Even as I considered that possibility, it didn’t seem likely. While Sosik does resemble me to some extent, he’s not exactly the nicest character, is he?

He always sleeps unless absolutely necessary and carries a look of irritation at everything. That guy appearing in someone’s dreams to help them?

Unless there was a compelling reason, like a sudden jelly impulse, Sosik wouldn’t bother. Besides, his abilities are more about extending tendrils like mine, right? Having limbs and being similar in appearance to me might count as abilities in their own right.

The ever-envious Daesik and jelly-spewing Jungsik. Sleepy Sosik… that’s just who he is. Somehow, acknowledging that made me nod.

But why did Kim Cheonsu and Yang Hana say they saw me in their dreams? I heard them mention it, but I never found out why.

Now that I think about it, the ability to summon Kim Cheonsu seems to have emerged after eating that flavorless piece of meat. Appearing in people’s dreams must have been something I’d been doing before that.

So when Yang Hana claimed she was comforted, wasn’t it just her perception? Human memory is surprisingly prone to distortion, and it’s even more so with dreams.

If not, maybe it was just her ideal dream. A wounded soul in this cold capitalist society, Yang Hana longed for someone to console her, so the blue figure in her dreams did just that.

Likewise, when Kim Cheonsu had his experience, I appeared simply because he needed help at that moment. If I hadn’t shown up, wouldn’t his parents or Han Seori have appeared instead?

Nodding to my plausible theory, my gaze landed on the mirror lying idly on the bed. I hadn’t put it there; Yang Hana, now assigned as my exclusive caretaker, had brought it.

Ignoring why she brought it, I looked at my reflection. Semi-transparent and clearly not human… but, if I may say so myself, quite cute.

No wonder Yang Hana shouts, “So cute!” and hugs me. My body may be small, but its curves give it the silhouette of a young human girl.

Why did I change into this form? I remember always looking like this. Let’s set aside that mystery for now.

In short, depending on the person, someone might say I’m “appealing.” Thinking about that gave me a creepy feeling… in a bad way.

Yang Hana probably found comfort just from hugging me, but what if someone with… other intentions dreamed of me?

I didn’t want to imagine it, but considering I slapped and punched Kim Cheonsu in his dream, it’s not impossible.

It’s a relief that people’s emotions or memories don’t reach me. Otherwise, if countless dreams and memories flowed into me, living an ordinary life would be unbearable.

Not that I do much in my daily life aside from eating, sleeping, and playing. Still, if those kinds of people existed… I—

No, no, that’s too much. They haven’t done anything wrong to me, so that would be too extreme.

Realizing I almost thought something terrible, my jelly grew cold. As I bubbled a sigh of jelly, Yang Hana’s voice called out.

“Huh? What’s wrong all of a sudden? Did you have a bad dream while napping?”

She must have mistaken my deep thoughts for sleep. In her hand was something peculiar—none other than Daesik’s body.

That is… Alice.

Her sewing skills must be decent because when she saw the slightly tattered Daesik, her face was aghast.

Thus began the “Alice Renovation Project.”

Though, honestly, it was just repairing clothes and making new doll outfits. Still, Daesik seemed quite pleased. He could have waited outside, but he enjoyed getting dressed up inside.

“Hmm… was I mistaken?”

Yang Hana tilted her head with a doubtful expression, flashed a grin at me, and focused back on her work.

Watching her work, I noticed something odd. Initially, she had been holding Daesik, but now he sat on another chair, watching her.

Now dressed in cleaner, prettier clothes after the repairs.

…Then what is she making now?

Curious, I focused my gaze. It seemed a little too big for Daesik to wear.

Did she notice my interest? Holding the ends of the fabric she was fiddling with, Yang Hana lifted it as if to show it off to me.

What appeared was a dress straight out of a cartoon, designed for a young girl. Its dainty appearance even made me feel a twinge of cuteness.

She giggled and sneaked over to Sosik, who was asleep in a corner of the bed. She matched the dress against his body.

“Hmm, I roughly guessed, and it fits perfectly!”

…I never imagined she was making clothes for Sosik. Her carrying him around instead of the sphere must have been how she got his measurements.

Giggling at Sosik while checking the fit, Yang Hana turned back to her chair to resume her work. She sat down and looked at me with a meaningful expression.

Her eyes seemed to ask, “Don’t you need clothes too?” I shook my head vigorously.

“Huh…?”

Instead of deterring her, my reaction seemed to provoke her. She nodded knowingly.

No, seriously, what do you think you know?

Even as I shook my jelly in protest, she kept smiling as if she understood everything. This is driving me crazy.

Whatever, make it or don’t. I just won’t wear it.

With plenty of excuses ready about limited vision and discomfort, I have more than enough reasons to refuse. Unless it’s like the type I wore when saving Kim Cheonsu, I absolutely decline anything like Sosik’s clothes.

“She’s adapting faster than I expected.”

“Indeed. It feels as if she was meant to come here to take care of them.”

“Well… we can only call it luck. Having someone like her here is a blessing.”

“…I agree.”

These days, even hiring a part-timer requires luck. Thinking Yang Hana was an extraordinary find, the two people smiled wryly while watching the screen.

On it, Yang Hana and the jellies were peacefully interacting in 7496-KR’s room, exuding an atmosphere that brought smiles to the viewers’ faces.

The scene in the room was heartwarming, and Han Seori watched with a rare, satisfied smile. Kim Cheonsu alternated his gaze between Han Seori and the screen, wondering what to cook for dinner.

Just then…

[A document has arrived.]

An alarm sounded from the control panel in the management office.

Han Seori’s contentment turned to irritation as she furrowed her brow and reached for the panel. She had wanted to check it later, but contact was rare, so it seemed urgent.

As Han Seori reviewed the document on the panel, she sighed deeply.

“If this goes wrong, Yang Hana might end up with plenty of successors.”

“What does it say?”

“…They’ve deployed agents to nearby bases to prevent more people like Yang Hana from coming.”

Kim Cheonsu responded uneasily to Han Seori’s mutterings.

“Is that okay? Doesn’t it undermine the purpose of coming here?”

“But we can’t not do it. We can’t just let anyone enter this place. We can only hope the field agents do a good job.”

Resting her chin on her hand, Han Seori manipulated the panel again to review the document. Soon, she pursed her lips as she read the final lines.

“What now?”

“…Though I suggested it, seeing it implemented leaves me with mixed feelings.”

Han Seori glanced at the screen showing 7496-KR’s room with a bittersweet expression before looking back at the document.

Listed there were sites requesting the deployment of 7496-KR to their operations, along with instructions to find ways to control 7496-KR’s ability to summon people.

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