blueteamnovel Chapter 6: It’s me
Chapter 6: It’s me
Chapter 6 - 6: It's meHiroshi's eyes darted around, his heart pounding. He looked around desperately,
Finally, his hand brushed against something cool and wet. He pulled back the last pillow and there it was—the ball of water.
"You...you're the one talking?" Hiroshi said, blinking in disbelief. "Waterball?"
The ball wobbled in his hands, bouncing slightly as if struggling to break free. Suddenly, a very tiny, high-pitched voice squeaked out. "I'm a slime, not a waterball! Let go of me, you monster!"
Hiroshi couldn't help it—he burst out laughing. "Wow, you're the monster here, you know? Can't you see?"
The slime paused its squirming and wobbled in place, as if it was trying to look around. That's when Hiroshi noticed something odd—it didn't have eyes, it didn't have a mouth, but he could hear it talking clearly.
"Wait a minute..." Hiroshi said, poking the slime gently. "You really can't see, can you?"
"Of course I can't!" the slime replied, sounding both frustrated and embarrassed. "I just... I just know where I'm going!"
Hiroshi chuckled, setting the slime down on the bed but keeping a close eye on it. "Okay, okay. Just chill out. I'm not going to hurt you. I was just curious."
The slime wobbled again, as if shaking itself off, but it didn't try to bounce away. "Curious about what?" it asked, its voice still high-pitched but less shaky.
"You know about this place, don't you?" Hiroshi asked, crossing his arms. "Nobody wants to talk to me, damn it. It's like I'm some kind of ghost or something." He paused, then his eyes lit up remembering something. "Wait...what about Owen? What happened to that idiot anyway?!"
Hiroshi stared at the slime, still amused by its wobbling protests. But then, suddenly, the slime froze in place, its body trembling slightly before it spun around sharply.
"Is that you?... Hiroshi? It's me Owen!"
Hiroshi blinked, his eyes widening in pure shock. For a moment, he just stared, mouth slightly open. Then it hit him, and he burst out laughing, clutching his stomach. "What the hell, Owen? You're a waterball?!"
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?! I'M A SLIME!"