Girl in the Box: Please tell me why I was reincarnated as a mimic monster!

I push the large object that serves as a door to block the entrance to my home, because I feel safer with the door closed because I feel like something is watching me.

When I finished doing all that and turned back, the slime had already come back to life, surveying my house in the faint light of the soul grass.

Oh right, for various reasons, I collected a lot of Soul Grass to use as a light source. Although the light from a single plant is very weak, it becomes very bright when bundled together.

I really like that kind of light, a dim, fluorescent glow. Bathing in that light is so romantic.

It's like the scene in romance novels where the male protagonist confesses his love to the female protagonist.

Fireflies gradually appear amidst the beauty of a forest, slowly illuminating the world with their glow, and then the male protagonist makes a heartfelt confession to the female protagonist.

Wow, that's so romantic!

Unfortunately, this isn't a beautiful scene at all. It looks more like a prison than a young girl's boudoir, and it's piled with a lot of clutter, which is quite an eyesore.

The slime seemed to be looking at me, then looked away and crawled towards the pile of junk I had left. Why was it interested in those things?

Out of curiosity, I walked up to it. It looked at the pile of messy junk and then looked at me with disdain, or so I thought.

Then it crawled inside, sucked the things into its body, and spat out the pile of debris, sorting them one by one, ignoring the large items.

Ugh... Even slimes are better than me... in every way...

After it finished tidying up everything, it left behind a small pile of large items that it couldn't handle, and then pushed me in front of that pile of large items.

I can't understand its meaning. It's so troublesome not being able to communicate directly. Writing and language are such a wonderful civilization... So what's the use of my complete language comprehension?

Waste Goddess…

I have lost all hope and respect for the gods of this world. Blame that useless goddess... she's utterly worthless...

Meanwhile, a god outside the maze sneezed, looked around for a moment, and then returned to his work.

Then, it took me and Slime-chan ages to barely manage to finish what it asked us to do... Of course, I had my opinions too, and I tried my best to defend my own ideas...

It's only a tiny bit.

I moved the larger items to a more spacious area, and the remaining well-organized items can be roughly divided into these categories.

Plants, mostly herbs, are of little use to me because I have no knowledge of medicine in this world. The information provided by the Magic Eye is limited, and I don't want to kill myself by messing around with medicines.

Completely useless ores, like iron ore. I got those from fighting stone golems. Why did I bring them back? Because I thought I could turn them into currency or something to use as food.

Unfortunately, it didn't work; it felt as bad as swallowing a stone, and I threw up right then and there. I also considered eating the copper ore directly, but the result was the same, so it just ended up piling up there, and I was too lazy to deal with it.

Then there were all sorts of monster drops, piled up there in an attempt to repair the damaged sword, but none of them matched.

The slime seemed quite satisfied with these things, but showed little interest in the minerals. Then it burrowed into the debris and produced several stomachs, carrying them closer to the plant.

It swallowed a small pile of herbs in one gulp. I didn't quite understand the purpose of its action, and its color also changed, gradually changing from light blue to pale green.

Hmm? Have you been poisoned?

The herbs inside the slime gradually lost their original form. It bit one end of its stomach and poured something inside, and the color gradually changed back.

After it turned back to its watery color, it tossed its stomach pouch to me. Oh, I see. I remember the stomach pouch also functions as a water bottle.

Because the opening was very small, I couldn't see what was inside, but a medicinal fragrance wafted out.

Could this be the recovery medicine I've been dreaming of?!

Chapter 30 I am an otherworldly treasure chest monster.

I poured some into my mouth on a whim, but the freshly made potion had an extremely strong taste, and I almost coughed it all up. But thinking that it could restore my health, I forced myself to swallow it.

Even though I said that, after drinking it I felt nauseous...like I wanted to vomit...

I glanced at my HP meter and saw it was slowly rising.

Get the recovery potion?

Slime-chan will never have to worry about me getting left with low health again!

Boom-!

I had just started thinking about this when Slime-chan bumped into me. It looked furious, grabbed the stomach pouch that had fallen to the ground, and continued to pour the medicine into it.

Wait... wasn't this for me...?

Because I got hit hard by the slime, my HP dropped again, hovering precariously around a sliver of health. It must have been intentional. Fortunately, the potion's effects were still working, and I recovered some of my HP.

After filling the slime with the liquid, it set it aside, then seemed to glare at me before grabbing another stomach and pouring more liquid into it.

I'm starting to doubt who really owns this house, but I feel like I can't beat it... I'm starting to doubt myself. Was I born into the wrong world?

I watched, bored, as Slime kept making potions. Gradually, the stomach pouches filled with the potions piled up into a small mountain.

The slime even carefully categorized and put them away. This intelligence is too abnormal! Why can't it talk yet?

Come to think of it, I don't seem to be able to speak either... I'll figure out a way to solve this later. After all, it would be much easier to communicate if we could talk, and Slime-chan needs to learn too.

Check if you have any items related to this kind of knowledge that you've dropped... although I don't think there's any such thing in the dungeon.

I still have the props related to the books that I dropped before, because I didn't know they would suddenly come in handy that day, so I've kept them inside my body.

I vomited all those books out at once, and then searched through them for language-related books, even though I couldn't understand the words.

That's strange. Why can I understand what people say but not what they write? Is full language comprehension only based on language? Then why can't I understand what Slime-chan is saying?

Ugh... Damn it, the goddess has given me another difficult problem...

At first, I thought full language comprehension was a very impressive ability.

But after spending a long time in the maze, I felt that this ability was useless. I couldn't understand what the monsters were saying at all. It was a really strange ability.

Slime came up to me, looking very interested, and then crawled inside to rummage through something. When it came out, there were several books inside its transparent, light blue body.

There was a red book and a blue book. The red book had a flame pattern on its cover, while the blue book had a water droplet pattern. I figured they were probably books about magic.

But can Slime-chan understand these things?

Since he's so smart, there probably won't be any problems—hmm?!

It was only then that I noticed there was a book inside the slime-chan's body that I recognized very well...

A magazine—a magazine that shouldn't exist in this world. If you look closely, you'll find that it's a new issue that was published shortly after I was reincarnated.

Is this even possible?!?

Without thinking too much, I grabbed the slime and shook it roughly. Unable to withstand the violent shaking, the slime separated the book from its body.

I pulled out the magazine and awkwardly flipped through it with pliers. The familiar text—yes, it was the Chinese I knew. The content was gossip news that I could understand.

This is simply...unbelievable...

Countless emotions welled up inside me, and my vision was blurred by some kind of crystalline liquid. Did I actually cry? So even mimics can cry?

Am I still connected to my past self?

I recalled the information I saw on the day my real name was released, and I finally understood.

The otherworldly mimic, although its true nature remains a mystery, I finally understand the advantages of this race.

Chapter 31 Pong Friend! Lighter!

"Hmm?"

Slime looked at me in confusion. Of course, it couldn't understand my feelings. It was unbelievable that I could see things from Earth in another world.

I'm not in the mood to read properly right now; instead, I'm rummaging through that mess of stuff looking for evidence that proves this isn't a coincidence.

Slime looked at the magazine on the ground, glanced at it back and forth, and then gave up, thinking she couldn't understand it at all. She looked at me again, found it boring, and opened two other books.

Hmm... I'd love for Slime to help me search, but obviously I can't convey my meaning right now, and it can't tell which things are from Earth. I'll just let it continue reading those books about magic; maybe it'll become stronger.

...Maybe one day they'll turn me into an EXP.

The thought of such a thing is terrifying, but I have a strange feeling that it won't happen. However, our predecessors told us to be prepared for danger even in times of peace, so I must strive to improve myself!

Hmm... Oh oh oh oh—! Look what I found!

I used pliers to take out the small, silvery-white metal box—

Friend! Lighter!

Evidence proving that all of this is not a coincidence! Earth's most powerful tool of civilization—the 'lighter' that can produce flame!

Ahem... That's a bit much. Magic is much more powerful than a lighter, isn't it...?

But lighters do have their advantages!

Seeing me gesturing wildly, Slime-chan became curious about me and came closer to take a look, showing great interest in the unfamiliar little metal box.

I wish I had a pair of claws like the crab from that anime featuring a sponge, so I could demonstrate it to Slime-chan.

Huh? What did you say? Those aren't even a pair of pliers? Who cares!

Come to think of it, I do have something in common with that character... Pshaw, I'm not the kind of person who's particularly fond of money! No, no, no! It's just that life forces me to be!

But I'm now certain this is no coincidence. I remember the racial talent 'Treasure Gathering', and everything makes sense.

Why am I an otherworldly treasure chest monster? Because the tools and items I can produce by eating come from another world.

For other worlds, their other world probably refers to our Earth, which is why I create things related to Earth.

However, this still needs to be verified. What day is it today? Since it's a regular output, I should wait for the next output to confirm...

It's been so long... I have absolutely no recollection of how long I've been in this world. I'll just make a mark on the wall for now.

I dropped the lighter, walked to the wall, and used pliers to carve a mark to represent a day. What day will it be when the next production occurs?

This is a very primitive method, but I don't have much of a choice right now.

"Ugh—?!"

I turned around when I heard a sound like a wail from Slime-chan, and just then I saw that tiny flame. It seems that Slime-chan accidentally pressed the switch and made the fire come out.

Because the flames suddenly shot out, Slime-chan didn't have time to react and seemed to get burned. In the information the Mystic Eyes gave me, I did see that Slime-chan's HP dropped a little bit.

The scalded slime was furious. It swallowed the lighter that had fallen to the ground and then shot it out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, hitting the stone wall and leaving a small square groove, but the lighter itself was completely unharmed.

"——!!!"

Enraged, Slime-chan swallowed the lighter again and spat it out, repeating this cycle endlessly. The lighter remained unharmed, but Slime-chan's antics were quite amusing and adorable.

I gazed at Slime-chan with gentle eyes, then returned to my work.

I need to confirm how much of this stuff actually comes from Earth... I don't believe I spent so much money just to get a lighter and a magazine.

Chapter 32 I see you!

The slime-chan was fiddling with a lighter, playing happily with it. The scene was extremely violent, so I refuse to describe it.

This lighter is really sturdy. My wall is covered in countless dents of all sizes, but it hasn't broken. It's strange, I don't remember ever having such a sturdy lighter.

It can withstand such a brutal attack...

That's really scary, I'd better just ignore it... I can't distinguish the markings like this anymore, I'll find another way to record things from now on.

I'm searching for traces of Earth's civilization in this mess, and I've messed up everything I had initially organized. I'll apologize to Slime-chan later.

I used pliers to push aside things that weren't from Earth's civilization, and then I came across something very similar. Because that thing had a lot of other items on it, I felt like I'd probably get crushed if I tried to forcibly pull it out.

I carefully climbed up the small hill and slowly discarded the things piled on top of it. I was starting to feel like my house was turning into a garbage dump.

Hmm... I've thought about making a living by collecting trash... but it's obviously not realistic. Making a living by collecting trash wouldn't work in any world.

Oh! I found something good! (≧▽≦)/

A piece of tempered glass... one meter in length and width... about 3 cm thick...

Why would such a thing be produced? I've put that question aside; all I need to do is make use of whatever I can.

Why do I say this piece of tempered glass is useful? It can't be used as a shield, it can't be eaten, and it can't be used for fighting, so what is its purpose?

"Otherworldly Treasure Mimic, LV22, Fire Attribute, HP/MP: 457/10. Possesses the skills 'Spatial Magic LV.MAX', 'Treasure Gathering LV.EX', and 'Goddess's Familiar LV.???'."

"This is an anomaly among mimics, connected to a mimic from another world. It possesses memories of its past life and is favored by a goddess."

...What does "outsider" mean? (??へ??╬)

That's basically it. The range of the Mystic Eyes is limited to what is visible, but how could I possibly see myself? That's why I've always been frustrated by not being able to see myself and obtain information about myself.

Now that's great, we have something to act as a mirror. To be honest, I really want to look in the mirror and see what I look like.

The mimicry looks something like this: a wooden treasure chest with eyes on the lid, sharp teeth along the edge, two pincers extending from the back to the sides, and crab legs that act as legs extending from underneath.

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