Slime Tensei. Daikenja ga Youjo Elf ni Dakishimeraretemasu

First story: Slime can be examined by her daughter

I dated Nicolas as a boy.

Dating my daughter is fun.

I can see a different side of my daughter. Besides, it's good to know that my daughter treats me like a brother.

Nicola, is that your sister...... It's going to open a new door.

There was just a price for such a good time.

"Sura, be mindful"

"Sura, don't run away"

"Più, no, no, no."

After breakfast, I was running away from my daughters.

Anyway, Orpheus and Nicolas are trying to find out who I am.

Orpheus is [analyzed] by magic, Nicolas by alchemy produced reagents and experiments.

I intend to use my ability to transform and my witchcraft disguise to make sure that I can't get rid of who I am, but I am [witchcraft] and [alchemy] enlightened. It is suspicious if it can be hidden through.

...... good thing it's slime so far, i kinda like it too much.

No offense, no cruelty, but a lot of peeking at changing clothes, taking a bath with me, getting hugged.

My daughters may hate me for who I am, if I may.

So he's running away all the time.

Piuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Orpheus was an elf, waving his arms as a hunter in the woods at an early age, but not as good as the whole season now.

Having absorbed many demons and gained the highest ranked agility, I should be able to escape.

Sura champ.

There was a strange noise with the landing.

"Piuhi!?

Immediately captured by cages.

Nicolas trap...... But it's no use, such a cage. Slime's body is indeterminate. I'll get you out of the gap all the time.

"Pippy!?

What do you mean? I can't deform.

"Sula, I finally caught you. The cage is an anti-magic shell. You can't use magic in that cage. The deformation of the slime looks like a physique, a kind of magic that consumes very little magic"

"Phew!?

Anti-Magic Shell. You were putting it into practice!?

I was working on the basic theory. It's just a high hurdle to practical use, something that stayed on the theory on the desk.

... Speaking of which, were you eager to read my research material, the legacy of the Great Sage, in the carriage, but were you studying about the anti-magic shell?

Nicolas, you did it.

"Mm-hmm. Sura, terrible. I couldn't believe you ran away yesterday after all that cuteness."

"Pi..."

It's hard when they say so. Guilt is creeping up.

Stop building the surgical formula that was prepared to break the anti-magic shell.

"Sula, you seem to have grown up at last. It helps me research."

"Pfft!"

Make him look obedient and reply well.

"Well, Sura, I'm going to Nicola's lab. Thoroughly examine Sla"

out of the cage.

That's sweet. I owe you yesterday for being adorable, I feel guilty about running away, but more than that, my father's majesty matters.

Sura champ.

"To Più"

inhibited by invisible walls.

It's an orpheus wind junction.

"Sura, I don't think that's a good idea"

"I just didn't want to use this..."

Nicola punches a suspicious injection into her slimebody.

Somehow, suddenly the consciousness is distant.

Funny, being a slime shouldn't work for me.

"Previously, when I used Sura's body to make impact resistant gels, I tried and made a lot of medicine just for Sura. Sla, good night."

Consciousness, going far away. Somebody help me.

Open your eyes.

My body is wrapped in something raw and warm.

It seemed to be attached to the drug solution and was in a giant glass tube.

"Nicolas, it's time for the results."

"Mm-hmm. This one, too, ends with the experiment we're doing right now"

Apparently, experimentation and analysis have already begun.

Looking around, I saw the sky of a bottle of medication for several tests, as well as catalysts and magic formations for using massive [analytical] sorcery.

Looks like it's almost over.

... That's Nicolas. I didn't know you could make a drug that would leave my consciousness for hours.

My daughters are moving their hands super fast.

It even writes down the results of experiments and analyses.

The two of you seem to be doing well.

"Final experiment over. This completes all twenty-first steps. The experiment is over."

"I've finished all fifteen [analytical] sorceries, too."

"Mm-hmm. And then there's the analysis, reflection and validation of this experimental result. Orpheus, hey, how long is it going to take to analyze, reflect, validate?

"Until tomorrow morning. I don't want to say things by speculation just because of things, and I wonder if you want to keep the validation in mind"

"Nicolas feels similar.... It's lunch tomorrow for the two of us to share the results we looked up in [Alchemy] and [Magic]. I want to have a good argument. The agenda is whether Sura is your father or not"

It seems that the ratio is more about Marine Enright or not than about [infinitely evolving slime] academic interests.

That's all, I guess the two of you are highly suspicious.

"Right...... let's argue. It's white when you just look at the results of the analysis all the time, but something catches you. When I did [analysis], it felt like I was being set up to produce results that I thought were white."

"Mm-hmm. Nicolas also has the result of deciding that if his father wasn't his opponent, he would be white. But I feel something manipulative where it's unnaturally too natural. If Dad's the other guy, I'm assuming the Nicolas suspect me, and I'm making about the insurance for when they look into it. Find out from all the test results the signs that we are working to become unnatural"

... My daughter is too good and hard.

My daughters suspected me of who I was, and I had in fact assumed for quite some time that I would be able to find out.

So I predicted how my daughters would look me up, and if it was their procedure, I was squirming my body so that it would be white.

Whether you're unconscious or not, the manipulation is working perfectly.

As long as I had consciousness, I showed it in perfect disguise of the traces of that manipulation, but unfortunately my consciousness was taken with Nicolas' medicine.

Failed. I should have been caught by adults without resisting.

"Bye, Nicolas. Let Sla go."

"Mm-hmm. I don't need to see Sla anymore"

The medicine drains out of the glass cage that wraps me.

And the lid was empty.

Puffy, shaking your body and blowing up the drug solution.

... Well, what happens now.

Orpheus and Nicolas at the time of my death would fool me into the disguise I planted.

But if their growth exceeds my expectations, they will be able to identify themselves.

It's not good to lose your identity. But some of me thought it was okay.

If you two are growing up enough to see who I am, I'm happy as a father. … in which case my majesty as a father would be poor.

"Nicolas, we're having a treat tomorrow. I was excited to buy the ingredients in the morning market. I think this dinner will be better than usual because I will make dinner with extra ingredients from tomorrow's treat."

"A treat? Orpheus. Hey, some kind of celebration tomorrow?

Nicola tilts her neck.

"Yeah, if Sla was your father. Because I knew I was happy and I wanted to celebrate.... If that's the case, there's a lot to be angry about."

"Mm-hmm. Convinced. But what if he's not your father?

"At that time, I'll look for a different reason to celebrate. I've already finished looking down, so I'll make it in a hurry. Come down in about half an hour."

Orpheus goes down to the kitchen.

I look forward to the treat.

... The question is, can we have that treat in a sunny mood?

"Piuuuuuuu"

Though not much ingredients, the ingredients themselves were good, and thanks to Orpheus' excellent cooking skills, it was a very tasty dinner.

If you can make all this stuff with just the excess, how delicious is tomorrow's treat? Looking forward to it.

With that in mind, I'm looking at her hard work in Orpheus' lab.

Fifteen types of [analysis] analysis results from sorcery comprehensively capture all to derive the truth.

Computation, logical thought, or intuition, for the first time in total mobilization of such things, approaches the truth.

You look so serious in fear.

... I guess I should get out of the way, but pulling my hard working daughter's leg is disqualified by her father.

I keep an eye on you.

Only the sound of the pen echoes into the room.

Quiet, but comfortable with its quietness.

I've always liked watching my daughter strive.

It was so late at night.

Soon the sun will begin to rise.

Since dinner, Orpheus has never let his hands or head rest. What concentration.

Orpheus' pen finally stops. It didn't seem to be a tired interruption, the expression had the sense of accomplishment that it had been accomplished.

Orpheus exhales deeply and deeply.

With a tired face, but with a laugh.

Cancer and sound rang. The door opens and Nicolas comes in.

"Orpheus. Hey, you done?

"It's over. Does that mean Nicola's here, too?

"Mm-hmm. It's over. So I couldn't stay or stand, and I came here. Orpheus. Hey, what's the result?"

Orpheus puts his index finger against his lips, blocking Nicola's words.

"It's too late and we'll do it tomorrow. Yeah, we should do it tomorrow. Let's go to sleep today.... I want to talk to Nicola now too, but I don't think that's a good idea. Nicolas, haven't you slept with your sister in a while?

"... indeed, tomorrow is better"

Nicola nods with a meaningful face.

Orpheus jumps into bed.

And I invited him.

"Nicolas and Sura, come on"

"Mmm."

"Pfft!"

Orpheus and Nicolas lay like pinching me as I crept into bed.

And they hugged me from both sides.

"I've been wondering. When you hold Sula to sleep, you forget about the sad things and the hard things. Feel reliable and protected. It's funny how little and cute Sura's dealing with you."

"Nicolas was the same. After my father died, the day I couldn't help but miss him and I was about to cry, when I held Sla, I could feel better."

You two do my slimebody.

My two daughters are holding me. Why, is this heaven?

"Let's not talk about it. Good night."

"Mm, good night. Orpheus. Hey, debate tomorrow. Look forward to it."

My two daughters sleep in peace.

... So this is how you two hug me and sleep, did you come up with a Shilo judgment?

No, let's not think about it.

Tomorrow will tell.

Shall I sleep too?

It's the best night as a father to be able to sleep with two daughters.

It's a waste if you don't enjoy it at all.