This is truly ridiculous—every time I think my life is starting to calm down, there's always something new that makes me wonder whether I'm actually a side character in a dark comedy written by a bored god.
After my body was nearly destroyed by the cultivation process earlier, the smell coming out of my pores was even more horrifying than the early floors of the Tower filled with rotten goblins. So I dragged myself to a small clear river, dipped my body into the slow-flowing cold water, and scrubbed my skin until it felt like I was about to replace it entirely. Not glamorous, not dramatic—more like restoring an antique artifact that was seconds away from being thrown out.
After soaking for a long time, I finally returned to the hut wearing clean, comfortable clothes. Since no quest popped up, no Tower anomaly leaked into the real world, and no curious devils randomly teleported in… well, it seemed like DxD canon was still safe.
I lay down, trying to sleep, but my mind wandered elsewhere.
The slime that still didn't have a name—currently wriggling lazily on my stomach like liquid cat—sparked an idea that refused to leave.
'If I can raise my cultivation realm with that pill… can it do the same?'
I frowned to myself. The thought wasn't baseless. This slime… Maw—well, not Maw yet—always showed strange growth. Every time I used it, every time I infused Qi, every time I forced it to withstand the burden of my sword and the dark energy of the Heavenly Demon… it grew. Slowly, subtly, but surely.
'If this is an independent-avatar type Sacred Gear… logically it should be able to evolve on its own, right?'
I sighed quietly. If it failed? Worst case, it explodes. If it worked? I'd have a battle partner growing stronger—not just a tool.
"All right…" I muttered while staring at the slime, still wiggly like a baby gelatin. "But I'm giving you a name first. A creature as great as you shouldn't be called 'blue slime'."
I lifted it slightly.
"Since you have an inhuman appetite… I'll name you Maw."
The slime immediately wiggled wildly—literally like jelly happy to be praised.
"Yes, yes. Maw. Nice to meet you."
After that, Maw and I went to a safe spot a bit far from the hut. I placed him on a large rock, and he sat… or more accurately melted elegantly.
I opened the inventory, taking out one Ascendant Meridian Pill, its radiance visible even under the moonlight. It felt like giving illicit drugs to a child.
"All right, Maw…" I lifted the pill. "I don't know if you can handle this, or if it'll have bad effects… but I know one thing. You always manage to absorb things that shouldn't make sense."
Maw nodded—his slime production increasing, as if preparing his stomach capacity.
I offered the pill.
He opened—whatever counted as a mouth—and swallowed it in one glup.
I stepped back three steps.
Maw wobbled, emitted a brief light, then froze?
"Eh… that's it?" I stared at him, raising an eyebrow.
A detonation of light erupted from the little slime's body.
"H—WAIT—"
The explosion of energy slapped me like a pickup truck fed up with life. I was flung back, destroying any reputation I had as a dignified human being. After my back hit the ground, a system notification woke me like a vindictive dawn alarm.
[Warning… Entity named 'Maw' is currently on an evolution path. Prepare for potential next explosions.]
I stared at the empty sky.
"…Eh? It's still exploding!?" I shouted, my voice jumping an octave.
A thought flashed through my mind:
'Shit. If this explodes again, I'll definitely trigger a commotion and maybe even affect the canon timeline. That's bad. Very bad.'
Without thinking, I grabbed something from my inventory—the only item that sounded remotely reasonable to handle a mutating slime behaving like illegal lab material.
A blue-golden scroll appeared in my hand.
[Magic Scroll: Array Dome - Rank A]
Creates a protective dome within 1 km. Isolates the area. Strong enough to withstand high-tier energy.
"Perfect," I muttered. "If Maw wants to explode, at least I don't end up as crater decoration."
I opened the scroll, and magical currents surged like an enraged wind. Symbols glowed from the paper's surface, rising into the air, spinning and forming a massive circle above me. Within seconds, a shimmering transparent dome descended around us—enclosing the entire 1-kilometer area.
"All right," I took a deep breath.
Now to wait…
...
Three days.
Not a day, not several hours—a full three days I was trapped inside the magic dome while waiting for Maw's energy to stop exploding like a pubescent lighthouse.
During that time, I could only lie on the grass, eat dry bread, and occasionally peek at the little slime that kept trembling, glowing, bursting, then going still, then bursting again. Sometimes I thought he wasn't evolving but buffering.
But finally—on the third day—his energy calmed completely, and the magic dome vanished like a nightmare smoke bored of scaring people.
And Maw?
Yeah… he was still the same small, cute, squishy slime, now fond of perching on my shoulder like a living accessory.
Anyway, a new week had begun. The world kept moving even though I nearly died from my own slime.
I took out my phone and sent a message to Akeno.
Me: Can you teach me to cook today?
It didn't take long for her reply.
Akeno: Of course~ I'll be waiting for you at the shrine. Don't forget to bring a good appetite, okay?♡
That sweet smile that could kill someone flashed instantly in my mind.
Good—I needed something normal after a week hovering between life and death in the tower.
I got ready. Cleaned my room, put on my best clothes that did not smell burnt, and—most importantly—decided whether to bring Maw or not.
Bring him?
I usually left him at home. Besides, Maw wasn't just a slime—he was a Sacred Gear, an entity linked directly to my soul. Whenever, wherever I called him, he would appear. Like a pet… except RPG-system-based.
I tapped my shoulder.
"Hey, Maw. I'm going to learn cooking. You understand that place is sacred, right? No exploding, no turning into a dragon, no eating weird stuff, and please… please don't eat kitchen spices."
Maw blop once. Meaning either "I understand" or "I will forget all of that in five minutes."
"But you're staying home, okay?"
I reached out and placed him on the table. Maw rippled, then faded into tiny light particles absorbed back into my body—like a pause button in an app. Calm. Safe. Not eating anything.
"Good," I muttered.
I locked the door, took a deep breath, and started walking toward the shrine.
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