dumped ones are all broken.

If I find bamboos somewhere, I guess I should try making them myself.

In order to return to the village road, I looked for the mark I left in the forest.

The mark I left was a thin green rope.

I was about to return to the village road as well as retrieving the rope.

“…What is this?”

There was a strange living creature in the place near the village road.

I thought it was a slime at first glance, but looked like I was wrong.

Its body was somehow like a slime stretched horizontally.

Its color was semitransparent blue, and its eyes were…evil but had some charms to them.

“…So cute.”

…Even though it was a monster, I thought it was cute.

With this, I couldn’t mock my previous self any more.

But somehow, this creature resembling a crumbled slime is cute.

The slime wannabe was staring fixedly towards me.

…Slime wannabe? I remembered seeing it in the slime section of a book about collapsed monsters.

“I remembered…crumbled slime?”

It was mentioned in the book as a rare slime without name.

It was a rare slime called the weakest slime, or crumbled slime based on its appearance.

When they said rare, I imagined something powerful, but this one was the weak kind of rare.

“Surely, it will disappear if it’s blown by strong wind?”

It shares the same fate with me as the weakest, but because I don’t want to say ‘weakest’, let’s call it a crumbled slime!

I felt some sense of familiarity towards it.

Wind blew strong enough to muss my hair.

The crumbled slime in front of me rolled around blown by the wind.

“…It’s really weak.”

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