That was a long time ago, rather than Iris coming to Baron Silverlight territory.

With the power of the goddess Muriel, the land was lush and the rain was falling regularly.

There was a village under a hill with a church just like now, small in size but with people running their lives.

Various creatures live in the meadows that extend around such Baron Silverlight territory.

Carnivorous wolf.

Little rabbits and rats.

Countless types of bugs.

And the slimes.

"Puffy."

"Puffy."

They lived freely, running around the meadows and taking a bath in the creek.

It's a harmless monster, so you don't even get hunted by humans.

When I broke into the village, the boulders hated me, but I didn't have a problem with the puffiness around it.

When Muriel, the goddess, rains for the humans, slimes from other regions gather for it as well.

When I get more company, I'm glad it's slime.

Every day, I feel fine and puffy.

However.

One day, suddenly, the power of Muriel the Goddess disappeared.

She was no longer able to let it rain and the soil became thinner and thinner little by little.

Abandoning the land from which the crop no longer grows, man leaves one person and another.

At first, the slimes didn't know what was going on.

These days, it hasn't rained, what a swallowing thought.

Slimes from other parts of the world return to the land where they were born.

Born and raised in the Baron Silverlight territory, the Slimes worked a little harder to see how things were going.

In doing so, the meadow grass begins to wither and the water flowing through the creek disappears.

"Puppy!?"

"Puffy!"

I will drown to death if I stay this way.

The panicked slimes wandered in search of water.

If you're not focused on the land where you were born, you walk away.

But no matter how much I look, I can't find a spring or a river.

It doesn't even rain a little.

Slime's health is lost.

"To Pu! Puppy!"

In the swarm of slimes, there was a water-colored slime.

He said, 'Absolutely, there must be water somewhere!' and encourage your fellow citizens.

But one slime falls off with the other.

And finally, the watery slime became the last one.

"Pfft... Pfft... Pfft...!

I grieve in front of my buddies who have dried up and stopped moving.

But if you weep, you lose more and more moisture.

So the watery slime did not weep and started walking alone.

I swear I will live for my people.

However.

What arrived was a deserted village.

There is a hill there, on which a church is built.

That's right.

The slime was meant to go straight, but it came back to Baron Silverlight's territory around the same spot.

"Pu, puni………………"

The watery slime looks around the house thinking maybe the humans are coming back.

But no one.

Peeping into the church, there was no goddess Muriel.

But there was a well behind the church.

At the bottom, there was only a little water left.

The watery slime jumps in without hesitation.

It's been a long time since the water was so delicious.

But soon I realized I had failed.

There is no more strength going up that deep well.

In exchange for just a tiny bit of water, the water-colored slime lost everything.

"Puppy! Puppy!"

No matter how much you scream, no help will come.

The well is already ragged.

The watery slime only shed tears this time.

Flush all the remaining moisture, and it dries away and stops moving.

Scary.

I'm afraid to die.

Somebody, help me out of here...

"Punny-no-no!"

and.

Screaming, Punigami woke up.

"……… pu?

That wasn't the bottom of the well.

A fluffy bed that always sleeps.

Iris and Eclipse embrace themselves from left to right and sleep easily.

Muriel also slept in another bed nearby.

Right. Was that a dream?

Relieved Punigami exhaled.

All my dreams now are past events.

Punigami came back to life with the strange power of Iris, but he would never see his companions again in those days.

Still, a new companion is in this village.

The despair of just one dried up at the bottom of the well is already a thing of the past.

Punigami closed her eyes with happiness.

And that morning. I slept uncommonly.