Rimuru Turned into a Girl

"Forget it. Thinking about it won't make it mine anyway."

Mo Li shook his head, as if he could shake all his worries away.

"The most urgent thing now is getting to know the Cute King."

Mo Li thought and thought, but after a long while, he still couldn't come up with anything useful.

"That's not right. Why am I even thinking about this? Can't I just go over and get to know her directly? What's the point of thinking so much? It's not like I'm trying to hurt her. I just want to make a friend."

Only then did Mo Li realize he had been overthinking it. For someone like the Cute King, who was easygoing, kind, and tolerant, all he needed to do was make friends normally. Scheming too much would only backfire and cost him more than he gained. Still, some surface-level preparation was necessary.

Mo Li raised his dragon foot and walked toward the Cute King.

[Ding. A powerful lifeform is approaching. Please prepare yourself immediately.]

Rimuru turned around and saw Mo Li.

"Whoa, it's a dragon! So cool! No, wait, who are you?"

Rimuru was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and looked at him warily.

Rimuru had grown up in Japan in her previous life, so naturally, she had never seen a mythical creature like a dragon.

"Hello. I mean no harm. I simply wanted to get to know you."

Mo Li's words to Rimuru were full of goodwill.

Rimuru looked into Mo Li's eyes and found no sign of hostility.

"Great Sage, what do you think?"

[No hostility has been detected from the other party. Please rest assured, Host.]

"Uh, even if he was hostile, I might not be able to beat him. That's a dragon! I'm just a tiny Slime. I also felt that he didn't mean any harm, or I would've run away already."

Rimuru said with a face full of black lines.

[The other party's magicule count exceeds the Host's. The Host's current magicule count is B+ rank.]

"So that means he's at least A-rank."

Seeing Rimuru fall silent, Mo Li knew she was communicating with Great Sage, so he did not interrupt.

"So that means I can't beat him, right?"

[Correct.]

Then what should I do?

[You may try agreeing to the other party's request.]

That's true.

"Excuse me, have you made up your mind?"

Only then did Rimuru hear Mo Li's voice and snap back to her senses.

"Oh, hello. I'm a Slime."

Only then did Rimuru realize something.

"Hello, I'm a young dragon. No, that's not right. I probably am not a dragon. No, that's not right either. I just look like a dragon. Yes, that's it."

Only then did Mo Li realize that he did not know much about his own race.

To be precise, Mo Li was not a dragon. He was a type of Rock Attribute Humanoid Form.

Because he possessed Old Master Zhong's skills, World Voice had made Mo Li resemble Old Master Zhong's true form.

Watching Mo Li explain himself, Rimuru could not help finding it amusing.

She had thought that, as a higher race, Mo Li would look down on a lower race like her. Who would have expected him to be so friendly?

Seeing Rimuru laugh, Mo Li's tense heart calmed down as well.

"Alright, let me introduce myself again. I'm a creature that looks like a dragon, though at least my status panel doesn't list me as one. As for my name, strictly speaking, I don't have one in this world yet."

Mo Li said with a thoughtful expression.

Mo Li understood deeply that names were extremely important in this world. Names were not something the weak could possess.

Only the strong could name others.

More accurately, naming was a thankless task.

Every naming consumed a massive amount of magicules, and under "normal" circumstances, that amount was uncontrollable. That was why Rimuru would fall asleep after naming others. Of course, the main reason was that she named people recklessly. Naming could reduce the namer's maximum magicule capacity, and in Cute King, a monster's strength was mainly determined by the amount of magicules it possessed. Therefore, under normal circumstances, no powerful being was willing to name other monsters. A fool like Rimuru, who named hundreds or even thousands of monsters at once, could not be found anywhere else in that world. The reason Rimuru dared to do so was none other than Storm Dragon and Great Sage. It was precisely because Storm Dragon had named Rimuru that the magicules within her had surged dramatically. But that was not what allowed her to name others so recklessly. The fundamental reason was that Great Sage would draw magicules from the chuuni dragon without permission every time, making up whatever was lacking. That was why Rimuru could name others so recklessly.

"In this world, you mean..."

Rimuru's eyes shone brightly.

Mo Li's words surprised Rimuru somewhat.

"Could it be that you're also..."

Although Mo Li already knew, he still put on a surprised expression.

"When will the bright moon appear?" Mo Li spoke up.

"Uh..."

"No, do you know Michael Jackson?"

"The King of Pop."

"Jordan."

"An NBA star."

"You too..."

"Could it be that you're also..."

"An Earthling."

Rimuru's eyes widened.

"A fellow countryman."

Rimuru dashed into Mo Li's arms.

"A fellow countryman."

Rimuru's eyes brimmed with tears.

It really was as the saying went: when fellow countrymen met, their eyes filled with tears.

"I thought I was the only transmigrator."

Rimuru spoke up.

"That makes sense. After all, who would believe something like transmigration?"

Mo Li said in agreement.

"By the way, how long have you been in this world?"

Rimuru asked Mo Li.

"Not long. I was only just born into this world. As for exactly how long it's been, I'm not too sure."

"Then we're the same!"

Rimuru said happily.

"You haven't been in this world long either?"

Mo Li raised a brow.

"Yeah."

"By the way, how did you transmigrate here?"

Rimuru asked.

"This..."

Mo Li told Rimuru about what had happened to him in his previous life.

"So you came to this world after dying too."

"So you are as well."

"Yep."

"In my previous life, I was out shopping with my best friend when some lunatic suddenly appeared and stabbed me to death with a knife."

Rimuru's words were full of resentment.

"You really were unlucky."

Mo Li said gently.

"Wait, best friend? You were a girl in your previous life?"

Only then did Mo Li notice that Rimuru's words differed somewhat from the original plot.

"Of course I was a girl. Doesn't it look like it?"

Rimuru widened her eyes in confusion.

"No, no."

Mo Li was a little dumbfounded.

In the original story, Rimuru had been a middle-aged man, an ordinary office worker. He had been stabbed to death while shopping with a friend in order to protect that friend, then reincarnated in this world as a Slime.

So why had she actually been stabbed to death while shopping with her best friend before reincarnating?

Why had the Cute King's previous life become female?

This was seriously unreasonable.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Li heard her call out.

"It's nothing. I'm just a little surprised."

Mo Li explained.

"Surprised by what? Surprised that I'm a girl?"

Rimuru asked curiously.