The Abandoned Prince Heals an Enemy Soldier on the Frontlines, Only to Discover She’s the Seventh Imperial Princess - Chapter 37: The Abandoned Prince Tames a Slime

Chapter 37: The Abandoned Prince Tames a Slime

“Rei… no, I should call you Lord Reyshel for now.”

“Huh? Uh, okay…?”

We had been wandering through the forest for a while, looking for slimes.

Then, out of nowhere, Miss Berimea called me by my real name and started talking to me.

She had a surprisingly serious expression on her face.

“What’s up?”

“…Are you really the same Lord Reyshel that Rosemary spoke of?”

That question caught me off guard.

I already knew the teachers were aware of my true identity, so it wasn’t strange for her to call me by my real name or speak to me openly.

What surprised me… was that she talked like she knew Rosemary personally.

“You know Rosemary?”

“…Judging by that reaction, I guess it really is you. Yeah—we go way back. We fought together on the battlefield years ago. Sometimes we even grab drinks together.”

“Whoa, really?”

“But anyway… there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you. Something I just can’t wrap my head around.”

“What is it?”

Berimea kept that same serious expression as she spoke.

“Tell me… how did you and Rosemary get together?”

“Wait, what? That’s kind of sudden.”

“Well… it’s just… Rosemary always said she liked men who were stronger than her. So I’ve been wondering, you know…”

Her eyes scanned me from head to toe like she was analyzing every inch.

Ah…

So that’s what this is about.

“So, what? You think just ‘cause I’m short and look weak, I must’ve used some dirty trick to threaten Rosemary into being with me?”

“Huh? N-No, I wouldn’t go that far…”

“It’s written all over your face.”

Seriously—how rude can you be!?

“I mean, she didn’t exactly tell me outright, but I helped treat her injuries on the battlefield. That’s all.”

“That’s it?”

“Yup. Just that.”

“…I see. Doesn’t smell like a lie.”

Berimea sniffed the air and gave a satisfied nod.

Wait—what do you mean smell like a lie!?

“…By the way.”

“What now?”

“Um… why are you, well… aroused?”

She asked, blushing slightly, while glancing down toward my lower half.

Wha—how shameless!

You can’t dress like that—with hot pants and a belly-baring tank top like you’re trying to mess with every guy’s preferences—and then act all innocent!

I mean, yeah… I was walking in a forward-leaning posture trying to hide it, so I guess I looked suspicious…

“It’s your fault, Sensei.”

“D-Don’t joke like that. I’m not exactly the type who oozes feminine charm, you know?”

Oh please, don’t play dumb now.

“Miss Berimea, there isn’t a guy alive who wouldn’t be attracted to someone dressed like that.”

“Well… I-I mean, it’s easier to move in… And, okay, maybe I dressed this way to show off a little bit, but still…”

“R-Right… got it.”

And so, the two of us continued chatting as we wandered deeper into the forest, searching for our main goal for today’s class—a slime.

That was when it finally happened.

“Crap—!”

“Huh? Whoa, a slime!?”

A slime suddenly dropped from a tree and latched onto Berimea.

Slimes were monsters that suffocated and absorbed their prey.

Some types were dangerous enough to melt flesh and bone on contact…

But the ones roaming freely within the academy grounds weren’t that bad.

These were only mildly acidic—gentle enough to clean your skin if they touched you.

Still, if one latched onto your head, it could be dangerous and possibly suffocate you.

I rushed over, then stopped in my tracks.

“…Oh wow.”

Luckily, it hadn’t latched onto her head, so she wasn’t in danger of choking.

Instead, the slime had wrapped itself around her body—almost like it was groping her—

And it had already started slipping under her clothes.

She couldn’t move, and the slime’s jelly-like form squirmed like a bunch of wiggling tentacles.

I instinctively leaned forward again, frozen in place.

“Ugh, I let my guard down!! Lord Reyshel—no, Rei! Take care of the slime in my place—wait, what are you doing!?”

“Uh… well… see, this is… kind of…”

With my faithful sword standing at full attention, I watched the slime carefully, waiting for an opening to strike.

“Kyaa! N-No, it’s going in my ear!? Ah—stop! Not the base of my tail, that’s too—!”

“...Gulp.”

The slime didn’t seem interested in suffocating Berimea.

Instead, it had stretched out its tendrils, exploring every inch of her body.

It was sliding in and out of her wolf ears and gently stroking around the base of her fluffy tail.

…Why was this happening?

For some reason—

Rather than defeating the slime, I felt this strange urge to tame it.

“Suu… huu…”

I took a deep breath, then reached into the bag we were given before class and pulled out the monster feed.

This stuff was surprisingly important.

For intelligent creatures like wyverns, if you started feeding them this from the time they hatched, they’d grow to recognize and obey you.

Granted, this particular feed was slime-grade.

The kind for wyverns was top-secret—even its ingredients and formula were known only to a handful of people.

Alcarion once told me there was no risk of the recipe being stolen.

As I held out the slime feed in my hand, the slime slowly stretched out a tendril toward it.

“—♪”

“Oh? O-Ohh… it’s getting attached…”

It took the food from my hand, happily absorbing it into its body.

Kind of… cute, actually.

As I spent a few more minutes playing with my newly tamed slime, I heard Berimea snap in an irritated tone.

“If you’ve tamed it, get it off me already!!“

Apparently, while I’d been bonding with the slime, it had continued assaulting Berimea the entire time.

Her toes were pointed straight and tense—

Yeah, she was definitely at her limit.

“…”

“L-Lord Reyshel? Y-Your face… it looks kind of scary… W-Wait! Why are you taking off your pants!?”

“…I’m really sorry about this, but…”

I raised my voice with all the pride of a man pushed to his limit.

“I CAN’T HOLD BACK ANYMORE!!”

“Wha—!? N-No, wait!! F-Fine! Just wait!! We can do it later! After we deal with the slime, you can do whatever you want!!”

Naturally…

I didn’t wait.
Unable to contain myself, I ended up engaging in an intense “slime play” session with Berimea.






After we finished, my head felt clear again—like a fog had lifted.

“I… I’m really sorry about that.”

“N-No, given the situation, I suppose… it couldn’t be helped. Yes, let’s chalk it up to that.”

In the end, I successfully tamed the slime, and we were now on our way back to the meeting point.

I decided to name the slime Lime.

Berimea said it was a bit too simple, but I liked it.

It was easy to remember, and Lime seemed happy too—jiggling excitedly in my arms.

“Still… I get it now.”

“Get what?”

Berimea suddenly blushed and gave a slow nod—her gaze dropping straight to my lower half.

“So that’s why Rosemary fell for you. I… I get it now. You really are quite the man.”

“…Please don’t say stuff like that. It’s kind of turning me on.”

“A-Ah, s-sorry. But listen—don’t ever tell anyone what happened today! Especially not Rosemary!! She’ll kill me!!”

Hmm…

I’m not so sure about that.

Rosemary’s the kind of woman who wouldn’t get mad at the other girl—

She’d get mad at me for messing around.

So I think we’re probably fine.

Anyway—

I managed to successfully tame the slime and complete the class assignment without any further issues.

But the real trouble…

Started the next day.

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[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

Author: “Man, I really want a slime.”

R: “Totally get that.”

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