John was in a state of shock. Tilda, pointing at him with a staring finger, fixated her eyes upon his small form.

“Um, that is-...”

Hans tried to explain, her mind groping after an explanation, making “uh, umm” noises as if chanting a prayer. I quickly decided that the best course of action would be to help, considering my role in the whole situation.

I ran up beside John and took the hand of the little teen perched atop the marble.

“He friend!”

“Riiiight, I don't remember any marble boys being on your friend list, Anette...”

“Well, little Bob here stumbled across him and they became great... friends...”

“So... what is Bob? And this John? They look like ordinary monsters... are you sure they aren’t a danger to society?...”

“Tilda, I know what's beneath your pillow. You fear them less than you fear me.”

“Well, suppose that's true, and HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT???!?”

“Its hardly a secret, and I can make sure its less of a secret and more of a common sense if you don’t back off.”

“Grr... just... just one pet?”

“... alright, just one. But only one!”

“Bob, what are they talking abo-, huEY”

Suddenly, Johns body was flung into the air as if pulled by invisible strings. His body hung in the air for a second before being violently pulled through the air in front of Tilda's excited face, where he was suspended, motionless.

“Dawwww, what a cutieeeee!”

Tilda's hands were thrown into the air and collided with Johns little body, caresses and “pets” being forced unto his unwilling little body. John had barely the time to understand the situation before his little marble body was plucked out of the air by Hans.

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“That's quite enough, Tilda.”

“But, but, but...!”

“No butts!”

Tilda seemed rather shaken up by her sudden loss of tiny-goo-marble-boy, but said tiny-goo-marble-boy seemed so relieved he was actively hugging one of the fingers Hans had lent him.

“Well, Tilda, it been a pleasure, but, uh, I think me and my... pals... are going to have to go and, you know, collect our payment, so, yeah, we're just gonna-,”

“So how did it go?”

“Pardon?”

“the battle? You called for first-grade ASSistance, and here I am, but there are no slimes to be seen. Did you pull my leg just to drag me over here??”

“Look, um, that's a story for another day, but me and my partner really have to go. And my partner's friend.”

“Hmmm... well, alright then, but do take this slip of paper proving you really did wipe out a few hundred slimes. The floor is littered with their shards, after all.”

Oh shoot I forgot to collect those

“Oh, right. Well, thanks for the gesture, ill treat you to a meal later, if that'll satisfy you.”

“Gladly!”

“Uhm, Hans?”

“Hm? What is it, Bob?”

“Collect shards?”

“Wadduya mean, “collect shards”?”

“Absorb shards. Grow stronger!”

“Ah, I see. Um, Tilda? If you'll forgive her, Bob would like to absorb those shards.”

“Absorb?”

“Yeah, um, she gets strength from that stuff. I guess.”

“Oh! Well, ill help you out then!”

And with a wave of her hand, the slimy goo and shards littering the floor formed itself into a ball and floated into the air before me. In a daze, my limbs stretchered out and encompassed the ball of leftovers, absorbing them nonchalantly. Im pretty sure John was staring at me as if I were a demon or something, but its fine.

- You have received 50 Ep. You have now reached Lv.5 -

Noice.