"Nurunuru..."

I swallowed grass as I rolled over the ground.

The slime mating season is near, and the excitement in the air is almost palpable. The beginning of spring each year is the time for slimes to find their destined halves.

The feeling of fate that draws one slime to another is only known to slimes. No other creature senses fate the same way we do. Those who have grown a complete magic nucleus will become able to sense the whereabouts of their mate-to-be.

The slimes in the dungeon have grown restless, and the number of adventurers and scavengers have decreased.

Where is my other half?

There is no sign of my mate in the vicinity, but I feel a clear sense of attraction beyond the dungeon.

"Nurunuru..."

The grass growing outside the dungeon is quite different. Surely new abilities can be gained by swallowing more of these.

The only problem is the lack of humidity in the air. If my mate does not appear soon, water for replenishment will be an issue.

"Nurunuru..."

Let's stock up on more grass in the meantime. It will be important to nourish the second birth of my mate and me.

... ...

It seems a few days have passed since leaving the dungeon. The pull of attraction is stronger than before, but it wasn't until this morning that I felt tremors of excitement running through my body.

My mate!! Is this what other slimes experience too? A sign of life was standing before me, and from the heartbeat emitting from it, it's excited!

Wahhh...my mate's skin is so soft and warm. I can't believe my second birth will be completed with a non-slime.

Oh! Is my mate sucking out my body...with a pointed object? Are you that excited for the second birth? Don't worry, we can skip the ritual dance and go straight to the union!