I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Vivian recalled the feeling of Ian massaging her before. The slime's tentacles or bumps always accurately found the most sore spots, massaging them with just the right amount of pressure, making her feel so comfortable that she wanted to fall asleep.

The kind of undulating force that comes from within, like countless soft fingertips pressing down simultaneously, is far more wonderful than this passive envelopment.

"If only you could move..."

Vivian complained softly, releasing her grip on the slime's small hand, and a patch of deep blue rose from the water.

"Wake up quickly, I need you to massage me, I love you so much..."

These are unconscious truths.

After she finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment.

Then she pursed her lips and let the slime float halfway on the water in front of her chest.

Part of the slime's gelatinous substance clung to her chest, rising and falling gently with her breath.

"Get up, do you hear me!" She poked the slime on the water's surface with her finger. "Otherwise, I'll keep you soaking in the water every day."

It was as if they had heard a call.

Ian's consciousness began to slowly recover, enveloped by the heat of the hot spring and a familiar aura.

The sense of touch was the first to be restored.

He felt himself enveloped by warm water, the ripples gently causing his body to rise and fall slightly.

The water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

Then, Ian felt another temperature, a warm, life-giving heat, clinging tightly to a part of his gelatinous body.

That's...skin?

Delicate, smooth, and vibrantly elastic skin.

I can feel the slight body temperature under my skin, and even vaguely sense the subtle pulsation caused by the blood flow.

Wait, this feel, this temperature, this…

Ian tried to focus his consciousness.

The sound of water, the sound of long, drawn-out breathing, and... the sound of a heartbeat?

Boom, boom, boom.

It is steady yet powerful, clearly transmitted through the skin and the hot spring water.

Then I smelled it again...

The smell of sulfur.

It has a faint, mixed fragrance. It's somewhat like the rich, sweet scent of Starlight Honey Fruit, but more complex, with a touch of wildness.

I'm very familiar with this scent; I can smell it every day—on piles of gold coins, when I'm being trampled underfoot, and when I'm giving a massage to a certain dragon girl.

Ian's consciousness was gradually activated.

Slowly opening my non-existent eyes, I saw a hazy mist and the light from the cave ceiling shining through it, swaying slightly. The light shimmered on the water's surface, refracting into a kaleidoscope of colors.

Then he lowered his head.

He saw himself floating on the water, with part of the gel clinging to him...

Vivian's chest.

To be precise, it was slightly below the center of her chest. A patch of dark blue slime spread out, like an alien, breathing hand warmer, clinging tightly to the dragon girl's fair skin. Through the clear hot spring water, he could even see the faint golden glints flowing beneath his slime, and the pale pink tinge on her skin from the bath.

The light spots inside Ian instantly switched from "lazy flow" to "crazy dancing".

"!!!"

Ian almost launched himself out of the water.

What's going on?! Where am I?! What am I doing?! Why am I stuck to Vivian?! And isn't this position a little off?!

The slime's CPU is starting to overload.

I tried hard to recall what happened last night.

So now... Vivian picked him up while he was still drunk?

And why in a hot spring? Why in this position?! Is this something I can even look at?! Am I really going to get killed by the dragon girl?!

Just then, Vivian noticed his movements.

"Huh?" She looked down, her golden vertical pupils meeting the wildly flashing, almost sparking light within the slime. "Awake?"

She reached out and scooped Ian up, holding him in front of her, her face beaming with undisguised joy: "I told you a bath would be enough!"

"...Why am I here?" Ian managed to utter a sentence, each word carrying the panic of "Do I know too much?"

"A hot spring," Vivian said matter-of-factly, shaking Ian slightly. "You were like a dead jelly earlier, you didn't respond when I called you. So I put you in here, see, it worked, right?"

"...Thank you."

"You're welcome~" Vivian smiled and put Ian back in the water, but this time she placed him on her thighs which were pressed together. "Now that you're awake, give me a massage."

She pointed to her calf: "It's sore here. It's a little numb after soaking for a while."

Ian was silent for two seconds.

Alright, the creditor has spoken.

And judging from the situation, Vivian doesn't seem to care at all.

He extended two tentacles, probed into the water, and gently wrapped them around Vivian's calves. The gelatinous substance became even softer underwater, and he controlled the inside of the tentacles to vibrate slightly, simulating the force of a massage.

"Mmm..." Vivian sighed contentedly, her whole body relaxing.

The misty vapor condensed into tiny droplets on her skin, sliding down her collarbone and disappearing into the loose neckline of her robe. Her long, black hair clung damply to her shoulders and back, a few strands sticking to her cheeks, which she casually brushed aside. Her golden, vertical pupils were half-closed, her eyelashes glistening with moisture, giving her a languid and alluring appearance.

While giving the massage, Ian used [Analysis] to scan his body's condition.

His magic power had recovered to about 40%, and his mental fatigue had been largely relieved. The hot spring did indeed have a healing effect, and the high concentration of magic naturally emanating from Vivian accelerated his recovery. And… for some reason, he felt that the close contact he had just experienced seemed to have made his magic power recover even faster?

It's an illusion, it must be an illusion. Slimes and dragons don't have a magical resonance system.

"What did you do last night?" Vivian suddenly asked, her eyes still closed, her voice languid from the bath, "I was so tired."

Ian replied with a point of light: "There was a problem with the dragon blood wheat in the experimental field, but I fixed it and upgraded [Magic Vein Weaving] in the process."

"Upgraded?" Vivian's interest was piqued. She opened her eyes. "What has it become?"

"Now a single network can house two spells simultaneously," Ian explained. "It's more efficient and has more complex functions."

"Oh." Vivian nodded, seemingly understanding, but quickly grasped the key point—or rather, the only point she cared about—"Would that make the Happy House easier to build?"

"...Yes," Ian said, adding in his mind: "The less you come to collect the debt, the faster I can go. I'm planning to test a new kind of 'magic stone' that will be stronger than ordinary stone for paving roads and building houses, and it can be molded into any shape."

His timely promises were the most effective way to deal with the Dragon Lady, bar none.

"For example, your Happy House, if built with this kind of stone, would not only be built very quickly, but would also be extremely sturdy..."

"I want to!" Vivian's eyes lit up instantly, her toes splashing excitedly in the water, almost kicking Ian. "Do it now!"

"We need to test it first..."

"Let's try it now!" Vivian stood up from the water, splashing water everywhere.