Chapter 1: Men Become Strange When Things Pile Up
Chapter 1: Men Become Strange When Things Pile Up
What accumulates during a squire’s training isn’t just fatigue.
"Ah... It’s piling up, really piling up."
Who said it?
That when the body is pushed to its limits, sexual desire disappears?
But from what I’ve experienced, it’s clear that only happens because those guys have weak vitality.
Even though my body was so exhausted that I couldn’t even lift a finger, my lower half kept springing to life.
Even now, as part of outdoor training, we were sent out with nothing but a sword, no food, and ordered to reach the target point...
I managed to endure by eating tree fruits, bugs, and small birds, but with my comrades, who had always been watching each other, gone, it naturally made me want to release certain other things.
But there was no water, and trying to clean up with leaves would leave a smell, making it inevitable that I’d be teased by my comrades.
So should I really let this perfect opportunity slip by and just head back?
In this situation, where I don’t know when I’ll be able to relieve myself again?
"Isn’t there something I can use...?"
As I looked around, my eyes caught a small creature crawling on the ground.
‘A slime.’
Slimes had different grades. At their most dangerous, they were terrifying monsters capable of melting metal and humans in an instant.
But the slimes found in rural areas like this were harmless creatures that survived by dissolving fallen fruits or leaves. They were even safe enough that, if thirsty, you could slice one open and drink its liquid.
‘It’s safe… It’s got liquid...’
In that case, couldn’t I perhaps use the slime for cleanup afterward?
The moment I picked up the slime with that thought, I felt a cool, refreshing, and squishy sensation in my hand.
"No, wait… if I’m going to clean up with this..."
When I pulled at the slime’s elastic membrane, its size turned out to be just right.
"Why go through the trouble of cleaning up afterward? Why not just use it directly?"
Why not?
It’s not human, so does it really matter if I use it like this?
Splat
"Oh!"
And surprisingly, it felt much better than I’d expected.
