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[Just Slam First]▶ Why the hell not!!!

Fenrir roared at Troll’s sharp rejection.

[Just Slam First]▶ Are you mad that I’m teaching Squishy like Squishy Queen? Are you pissed because it feels like disciple NTR?!

[Squishy Queen]▶ It’s not NTR, you idiot!!! Don’t get full of yourself just because my kin happened to call you Master!!!

[Free Spirit]▶ How would I move him if I don’t even know where you live ?

[Just Slam First]▶

Fenrir let out a roar at the obvious fact, but quickly shut his mouth.

[Just Slam First]▶ Do we really need to know that?

[Free Spirit]▶ You seriously asking that?

▶ Un~~be~~lievable.

▶ Kekeke… Of course you can’t go if you don’t know the place.

▶ Troll was just stating facts~.

[Free Spirit]▶ Also, unless Squishy is actually in danger, I don’t plan on using warp. Even if I knew the location, I wouldn’t take him there with warp.

[Just Slam First]▶ Why not!

[Free Spirit]▶ Why would I kill my own travel content?

▶ True that.

▶ Ah~ travel content is sacred~.

[Gothic Luxury Bone▶ It’s always better to enjoy the journey than to just instantly teleport to the destination.

Most viewers agreed with Troll's statement.

However, Squishy, who had secretly hoped for Troll to use warp, showed his disappointment.

▷ Warp is a no-go?

[Free Spirit]▶ Sorry, Squishy. But I think finding the wolf’s place on your own will help you grow stronger.

▷ I see!

Though disappointed that warp was off the table, Squishy perked up at the thought that going there himself would help him grow stronger.

▷ Just Slam First is there! Let’s go!

▶ Ooh, is this new content?

▶ Storming into Wolf Guy’s place Lol.

▶ But we don’t know where it is, how’re we gonna go?

[Just Slam First]▶ Ngh! Squishy! You want my teachings that badly! Don’t worry, I’ll open a private chat later and tell you!

▷ Okay!

▶ Private chat incoming ooh yeah.

▶ A secret sto~ry between Wolf Guy and Squishy.

[Squishy Queen]▶ Disgusting! Don’t say weird stuff like that!

‘Ugh! Honestly, I wanna sponsor some coins so my kin can get warp already.’

From Squishy Queen’s perspective, she wanted Squishy to gain the warp skill as soon as possible.

If Squishy got warp—

‘The number of times we’d meet would drastically drop. But...?’

The coin cost for learning warp was a whopping 150,000 coins.

Even Squishy Queen didn’t have that kind of coin.

She did have over 100,000 coins in the past, but she ended up spending them on various skills she wanted as the Slime Queen.

‘If I’d known this would happen, I would've asked for coins during the stream.’

Squishy Queen’s streams were just for fun, showing off slime tricks.

So she never asked viewers to donate coins if they wanted more tricks.

The only coins she got were occasional donations from viewers who liked her performances, usually in the 10 to 100 range.

On top of that, since Squishy Queen didn’t leave her nest often or actively hunt, she had even fewer chances to earn coins.

‘I better start saving coins now.’

Squishy Queen knew well that even if she asked for coins on stream, no one would give her any.

So, she decided to finally leave her nest and go hunting again.

***

Squishy’s declaration to grow stronger set a clear goal.

Heading to where Fenrir was became a must-do on Squishy’s internal list.

But before that, there was something more urgent, according to Troll.

[Free Spirit]▶ Before going to the wolf, the first thing to do is deal with that Brooks guy who tried to hurt Squishy ᄋᄋ.

‘Brooks! Bad! Gonna punish him!’

At Troll’s words, Squishy reignited his anger toward Brooks Vessilja.

And to fulfill that goal, Squishy didn’t slack off even while traveling.

Whether it was during a break for meals—

Or when they arrived at a village before reaching the Magic Tower—

‘Muscles! Muscles!’

He never skipped a day, training his tentacle muscles with dumbbells.

Boing!

Thuuuuump!

"Nice! That’s some solid power, Squishy!"

He sparred with Paulen to gain combat experience against strong opponents, in sync with when Nellin drilled the Claire and Godrick party.

“Try speeding up a bit more! At this rate, you won’t land a single hit on me, got it?"

Sometimes, at Nellin’s suggestion to switch up the teaching roles, Paulen would handle Claire and Godrick’s group, while Nellin would spar with Squishy.

"Keep it up, Squishy!"

“You’re reacting faster than yesterday! You’re growing every day!"

"Squishy really is strong."

“Huff, huff! Keep going, Squishy.”

"Ugh, I just finished sparring, I’m wiped. Squishy, take it easy!”

“Whew, whew... Too much training’ll wreck your body.”

"Ah! Butler! You can’t pass out here!"

The rest of the party sent warm encouragements to hardworking Squishy.

To them, Squishy was a precious companion.

Moreover, Squishy was not only cute and squishy, but also gave massages when the party was tired, making him a very useful travel companion.

Back when Squishy wasn’t around, after long hours of travel when they arrived at a village, it would go like—

“Ugh, I’m exhausted, go find an inn already.”

“A bed… A soft bed is calling me…”

They’d wander around in a daze from travel fatigue, but now that they got massages from Squishy every day—

“Man, I’m starving. Let’s go grab some food.”

“Hey, that place over there! Last time we ate there, it was great!”

“Hehe, Lady Saintess! Let’s go for a walk with Squishy!”

“Yes, I’d love to, Def.”

“O seeker of magic, will you grant me new knowledge…!”

“Mr. Hawane, is that what you’re calling me now? Oh, you mean how to use the magic tool? Of course.”

They were now so energized that everyone dove straight into what they wanted to do upon arrival.

Thanks to Squishy, the party didn’t have their condition ruined by fatigue while heading to the Magic Tower.

And it wasn’t just Nellin’s group that had a more comfortable journey this time.

Squishy also had a far more pleasant experience than before.

That was because the party started treating him differently than before they parted ways.

Back then, they reacted like “Oh, I guess he sort of understands us~,” but now they knew Squishy could read and write.

So now—

“Squishy, what do you wanna eat? This place is famous for this dish!”

They always showed him the menu and gave him recommendations during meals.

“You’re growing every day, Squishy. But sometimes your tentacle movements are a bit slow after a dodge before you attack. Next time, let’s focus on that during sparring.”

During training too, they could clearly explain what he could improve.

Thanks to that, Squishy enjoyed not only delicious meals but also received detailed hints to become stronger.

[Just Slam First]▶ I can give advice like that too! Ugh! If we met in person, I could teach him even better! I’m his Master!

▶ So this is disciple NTR.

▶ Since it’s long, how about calling it Disciple NTR 2?

▶ Is there a third version?

▶ Kekeke

Still, Fenrir, who had finally been called “Master” by Squishy, could only watch him grow from afar, filled with frustration and jealousy.

And as time passed—

The party finally arrived at the Magic Tower.

***

“Welcome to the Magic Tower! Miss Nellin! Lady Saintess! Sir Paladin! And welcome to you too, Gracie!”

As soon as word reached that Nellin’s party had arrived, a senior-level mage from the tower came out with his disciples to greet them.

“But the people behind you…?”

Of course, seeing Godrick’s party—which looked more like a band of bandits—he felt suspicious.

“They’re guys I’ve been training a bit.”

“Oh! So they’re heroes-in-training! Welcome!”

As soon as he heard that they were under Nellin’s tutelage, his attitude changed instantly.

‘Tsk. What a shameless guy.’

Gracie clicked her tongue internally as she watched the senior mage.

The change in how he looked at Godrick’s party was one thing, but what really disgusted Gracie was how fake and shameless his attitude toward her was.

Because this mage was the one who used to look down on her, a magic tool user, the most!

– Hah! Relying on tools like that? Have you no pride?

– Aren’t you ashamed to call yourself a descendant of a hero? Especially in front of the great mage Ventus Frail.

– The Tower Master was a classmate of Ventus Frail, so he’s only looking after you out of obligation. Know your place.

– Incredible! That stubbornness and shamelessness are truly heroic!

Memories of all the mockery and scorn she’d endured from him flashed through Gracie’s mind.

Her cold gaze fixed on the senior mage.

“Ahem! Well then, shall we head to the accommodations we’ve arranged?”

Apparently, he wasn’t shameless enough to ignore Gracie’s stare completely.

“You must all be tired from the long journey… T-Tired… are you tired?”

Normally, after traveling for so long, people look dazed or their skin gets rough from the fatigue.

But Nellin’s party had skin that looked anything but rough—it was practically glowing.

“Tired? Nah, not at all. But yeah, lead us to our rooms.”

“Y-Yes, of course.”

The rooms they were shown were those used for VIPs visiting the Magic Tower.

Specifically, they were reserved for high-ranking nobles or royalty.

“Whoa! Look at this bed, bro! It’s just as soft as the ones in the capital! Squishy, jump on the bed!”

Boing!

Bwoing!

“Heh, so this is the room reserved for the royal class, huh? Fancy.”

“Hawane, don’t touch that decorative vase. You break it, we’re in big trouble.”

“Lady Saintess, do you always sleep in rooms like this?”

“Haha, not at all, Mr. Skol. I’ve stayed in the same inns as you many times, haven’t I?”

“Of course, if the Lady Saintess wishes, we can always arrange the best inn in the city.”

“Ohhh, that’s awesome.”

“Paulen, don’t say weird stuff.”

“Ahh~ the world’s gotten soft. Back when I first visited the Magic Tower, I had to wait around for that jerk Ventus in a regular ol’ inn. Now that I’m a hero, they give me a room like this?”

After briefly checking out the rooms, Nellin turned to Gracie.

“So, what do we do now?”

“For now, we wait. I believe they’ll send word soon to prepare for the banquet.”

“Really? Then let’s just chill for a bit…”

Knock knock knock.

“Huh?”

Someone knocked on their room door.

“What? Already here to deliver the message?”

“No way. That’d be way too fast…”

“I’ll go check.”

Paulen opened the door, and standing there was—

“Excuse me, I heard my granddaughter was staying here.”

“Her name is Gracie. Do you know her, by chance?”

“G-Grandpa! Grandma!”

It was none other than Gracie’s grandparents.