Rimuru found Wanda and Pietro, and when they learned why he had come, they were stunned. Are you sure you and Tony are good friends? Why do I get the feeling you hate him even more than we do?
"Come on, come on! All Tony ever does is bully an honest guy like me. If I don't get him back, I won't be able to rest in peace even after I die!"
Wanda and Pietro watched their benefactor, who was shorter than either of them, cling to a thigh and shamelessly try to drag them along to get back at Tony. They actually felt a little sorry for Tony.
"Rimuru, you said you wanted us to help you get back at Tony. Do you have a plan or any ideas?"
Seeing Rimuru's sparkling eyes and the stubborn look on his face that said he wouldn't give up until he got his way, Wanda and Pietro exchanged a glance, both unsure whether to laugh or cry.
In the end, Wanda sighed first and bent down, trying to pull up the blue slime... or rather, the humanoid Rimuru clinging to her thigh.
Soft, warm scarlet magic wound around Rimuru's slender shoulders and gently tugged, finally pulling the little figure away from Wanda's thigh, which he had been hugging tightly, stuck to it like a lump of soft blue jelly.
Rimuru's feet touched the floor, but he still refused to let go. His little hand remained clutching the hem of Wanda's skirt, his cheeks puffed out and his golden, slit-pupiled eyes astonishingly bright, full of stubborn determination.
Though he was small and looked well-behaved and harmless, he was talking about an actual "grand plan for revenge." The contrast made Pietro, standing nearby, chuckle.
"I've really never met anyone like you." Pietro folded his