From the day after the first orc attack, the slime got a new daily routine.
"Please take care of me!"
'Okay!'
Boing!
Brrrrrr!
“Ah, ahhh~!"
It was to climb onto the heads and shoulders of adventurers or guild staff who asked for massages, and give them massages.
In front of all the adventurers gathered in Chilture, the slime showed off its massage skills.
The adventurers who got massaged looked so blissful their expressions melted, which sparked curiosity in others.
It all started when Claire came down to the first floor of the inn to eat breakfast.
An adventurer who was staying at the same inn asked if he could get a massage too.
“Ah, of course I don’t mean for free. If I buy it some food, I can get one, right?"
"Tongtong, what do you think?"
Since Claire wasn’t the one giving the massages anyway, she asked the slime.
Pop!
'That one!'
The slime understood the man’s words and pointed to an item on the menu with its tentacle.
“It wants you to buy this."
“Of course! I’ll buy it!"
And after receiving the food as payment, the slime immediately started the massage.
Brrrrrr!
“Ugh, ooh, oooh~ My body’s melting~.”
That scene was witnessed by not only the adventurers in the inn but also villagers passing by.
The rumor that the slime would give an amazing massage if you gave it food spread quickly.
Since Claire had planned to rest today anyway, she was just planning to wander around town and relax.
As soon as the adventurers and villagers who heard the rumor saw Claire and the slime, they rushed over.
They all held food in their hands to offer as payment for a massage.
"If I give you food, you’ll give me a massage, right? Will this skewer do?"
"Maybe fruit? Oh dear, my back has been aching so much lately…"
“I heard that massage is good for hair loss. Is that true?"
Some even came after hearing distorted rumors.
"Uh, um."
Claire found it difficult to answer when so many people suddenly crowded around.
Since she usually spent her time on requests and didn’t talk to people unless necessary, she struggled to respond to all the sudden attention.
So, "Tongtong, you handle it."
Claire completely left dealing with the people to the slime.
After all, they were coming to see the slime, not her!
[Squishy Queen]▶ That insolent human! Can’t even support my kin!
▶ Lolol saying it’s too annoying lolol
▶ Furry freak lolol Were they an outcast or what lolol
▶ Too many humans, troublesome.
[Gothic Luxury Bone]▶ But I think Squishy is smart enough to handle it alone.
[Squishy Queen]▶ Yes! My kin will succeed! But neglecting them is a different problem entirely!
To the viewers, it was hilarious and entertaining to watch Claire push all the responsibility onto the slime.
Moreover.
“Aaahhh~."
"My back! My back is meltingggg~!"
"U-uh-uh-uh."
The humans’ weird noises were hilarious.
This was the fun part of watching in the early streams.
Weird noises from humans? Hmm… possible.
▶Ayo.
▶Aka.
▶Murasaki!
Viewers could enjoy watching the humans making funny noises from the slime’s massages like a comedy show.
Meanwhile, there was someone who felt completely dissatisfied watching this.
‘Tch, they’re just sitting there laughing comfortably.’
It was none other than Smooth Wind King.
The Orc King.
He was already annoyed that no humans died in his first planned content, and seeing them look so happy somehow made him feel like they were mocking him.
‘Fine then, let’s crank it up!’
—Hey! You too, go out and fight!
Originally, he had only planned to send one orc champion.
But the Orc King got mad and decided to send one more orc champion from the nest.
—Wait, why me too…?
The orc champion who suddenly got the dispatch order was dumbfounded.
Orcs only get access to the system once they become an orc champion.
So for the orc champion who had been watching other monster broadcasts in the nest, this was like a bolt from the blue.
Recently, after watching all sorts of broadcasts, the leader saw that weird slime’s tiny stream and started giving strange orders.
—If I tell you to go, you go! Or… are you defying me?
The aura that made other orcs follow, which the Orc King gained upon becoming king, plus the sheer strength of the Orc King, made it impossible for even an orc champion to refuse.
—N-no, sir.
—Tsk, you should’ve said that from the start.
Once the Orc King turned his focus back to the broadcast, the orc champion moved to join the other orc champion who had been ordered to go first.
—Damn it, for real.
—What the hell? If you think it’s so dog-like, leave. They already sent others, so why me too?
—You’re not going alone. I’m going too.
—…? Why you?
—The boss suddenly lost his temper and told me to go.
—Kekekekeke!
Orc Champion B, whose departure was already decided, burst into laughter seeing Orc Champion A share the same fate.
—Are you laughing? You think this is funny?
—It’s hilarious! Welcome! You’ve come to the same stage as me!
—You picked up some weird phrases from watching too many streams, you bastard.
Orc Champion A sat next to Orc Champion B and asked.
—What are you watching?
—A female yeti workout stream.
—Ew, your taste…
—Respect my taste. It’s better than the tiny slime stream the boss watches. What even is a slime?
—Agreed on that. But I heard even monsters stronger than the boss watch that stream.
—What? Who?
-The Fire Dragon, the Bone Dragon, Arachne? And I heard Fenrir watches too. Oh, and I heard the Slime Queen also watches.
-The Slime Queen? You mean that chick who does tricks with a slime, right?
-Yeah.
-Well, the Slime Queen probably watches because they’re both slimes... but why do the others watch?
-How would I know?
-Damn it. Why is the boss even sending us? Are we supposed to just keep moving forward and attack whatever humans we find? Or are we going to attack some big human nest or something?
-It’s not the first time the boss has given weird orders.
The Orc King never explained the reasons behind his orders to his subordinates.
Anyway, they were going to obey no matter what, so he found it annoying to explain every detail.
The only ones who might have had a chance to understand his reasons were the Orc Champions, but they had no interest in the slime broadcast the Orc King watched.
When the slime wandered around the Blue Elven Forest, they got curious about what the boss was watching and checked it out once, but lost interest and never watched again.
They just knew from other broadcasts that some really strong monsters watched the slime stream regularly.
Of course, it was amazing and surprising that such a weak slime was streaming in the first place.
But that was it.
All the slime really did was bounce around or eat weeds.
There were plenty of other broadcasts that were more exciting and stimulating, so they didn’t keep watching.
In fact, the number of viewers for the slime’s broadcast was relatively small compared to others.
That’s why the Orc Champions had no idea that the real reason for their orders was because the Orc King was bored watching the slime stream and wanted to use them as content.
-Sigh, guess I’ll watch the Reverse Scale public broadcast.
-You gave me crap about my taste, but you’re even worse.
-Honestly, I don’t care at all about Reverse Scale, but it’s funny watching those old guys get mad and then get banned.
The night before they were set to depart, the Orc Champions watched their favorite streams to vent their frustration over the unreasonable orders.
***
“Aww, Tongtong. Thanks again today~.”
It was the third day since the great orc raid.
The slime had become famous not only among adventurers but also in the village.
The slime massage turned out to be surprisingly effective.
For adventurers, it immediately loosened up stiff muscles, and for the elderly, it made their bodies feel light again.
Moreover, once it became known that the slime didn’t just tremble on people’s heads but also did focused massages using its tentacles, all the elderly villagers lined up.
The slime liked seeing the humans happy after getting massages.
Plus, it got to receive food while doing massages.
‘People! Be happy! Like it!’
“Munch munch munch.”
While the slime joyfully gave massages, Claire sat nearby eating the food people gave them.
She wasn’t stealing the slime’s food.
People thought Claire was the slime’s owner and brought food not just for the slime but also for her.
“Oh, it’s time.”
Claire stood up with a start.
"Tongtong, it’s about time for a request."
‘Request!’
No matter how many people came or how much food they gave, Claire never planned to just sit around satisfied.
What she truly wanted was to defeat monsters that threatened human lives.
‘Okay!’
Boing!
After finishing the last massage, the slime climbed onto Claire’s head.
It wasn’t just Claire who wanted to take on new requests.
‘I want to investigate!’
The slime was fired up with a new hobby.
While massaging many elderly people, the slime realized something.
Most of the humans it had massaged so far were relatively healthy.
Even among the older servants and maids at the Ludendion mansion, they were still physically strong.
The adventurers and the paladin Paulen didn’t even need to be mentioned, and even Amelia and Gracie were healthy despite not going out much.
But the elderly were different.
Due to aging, their physical resilience had dropped greatly compared to when they were young.
For the slime, those old bodies felt weak and full of vulnerabilities.
The slime could feel that while giving them focused massages with its tentacles.
‘This spot is weak!’
Especially the parts that elderly people asked to be massaged couldn’t be treated with the same vibration strength used on healthy people.
“Ow ow! That’s a bit strong!"
When it used its usual strength, some elders would cry out in pain, so the slime adjusted and lowered the vibration accordingly.
“Ohhh, that’s much better. Ooh, so refreshing~.”
‘Different! I want to know more!’
Through those experiences, the slime’s curiosity was sparked about why these differences existed.
After three days of massages, the slime understood that every living creature has weak spots, and those weak spots become more pronounced with age.
Now that it had learned about human weak points, the slime wasn’t satisfied.
It wanted to know the weak points of other creatures—specifically, other monsters.
Thus, the slime’s new hobby was born: investigating the weaknesses of defeated monsters.
First, it would defeat a monster, then use its tentacles to poke and prod all over its body, studying its weaknesses like a massage.
‘Tongtong’s doing something weird again.’
Of course, the slime couldn’t explain what it was doing, so Claire had no idea what it meant.
But since it didn’t take too long and the slime would refocus on the request afterward, she didn’t stop it.
And then, the next day.
“Damn it! Emergency! Emergencccyyy! Another orc horde is coming!”
Another crisis approached Chilture.