An unpleasant image immediately surfaced in Lynn's mind.
The lamplight on the table flickered faintly.
"You really looked that much alike?" Lynn asked hesitantly.
"Yes, she really did look very much like me."
The Filth Slime raised his head and said hollowly:
"I just watched her quietly. She was so graceful, her entire body seemed to shimmer with an aqua-blue sheen, transparent and flawless. Those constantly shifting shapes made my heart melt..."
"A water-type Slime?" Lynn asked hesitantly.
"Wrong." The Filth Slime raised his head, his expression conflicted. "A water-type Slime who smelled of perfume."
Serious and attentive, Lynn asked, "And then?"
The Filth Slime took a deep breath, a trace of longing and fascination seemingly lingering in his eyes. He said wistfully:
"Then I bravely greeted her. Both she and her owner looked surprised, and to catch that beautiful girl's attention, I crawled up from below."
Lynn: "??!!"
Zuo Zuo: "(ΩДΩ)?!"
In the distance, the corners of the masked Miss Doll's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly.
Lynn adjusted his Monocle and gave him a thumbs-up in admiration and approval. "What a truly unique way to meet someone. That alone makes me determined to be your friend," he said calmly.
"And then?"
Lynn showed immense curiosity.
The Filth Slime closed his eyes and said hollowly:
"Then they beat me up."
"..."
"..."
A brief silence settled over them.
Zuo Zuo instantly slapped the table and shouted at him, "Of course they beat you up! Crawling up from below in such a weird way, and in a toilet, no less! If I'd been there, I'd have drowned you in... mmph... mmmph!"
With a smack, Lynn pressed Zuo Zuo down and smiled. "Don't mind her. She's just a talking hand. You can simply ignore her."
The Filth Slime: "???"
Lynn looked at him