《The time I was reincarnated as a slime (Male reader insert)》Different
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I wanted to go see how (y/n) was doing but, when I did instead of my best friend greated with a weird guy standing in his room.
"Alright pal who the heck are you!?"- Rimuru
"Who the heck am I!? Who the heck are you!?"- ???
"I'm the one asking the questions. What are you doing in my friend (y/n)'s tent?!"- Rimuru
"I am (y/n), who the heck are you!?"- (y/n)
"Bull if it's really you what's our secret greating!?"- Rimuru
"Same to you pal!"- (y/n)
"Life is like a hurricane here in duckburg, race cars, lasers, airplanes. It's a duck blur, might solve a mystery or rewrite history! DuckTales! Woo-oo! Everyday they're out there making DuckTales! Woo-oo! Tales of derring-do, bad and good Luck Tales!"- Rimuru & (y/n)
"Holy crap it really is you, dude I'm so glad to see you! Wait why do you look like that I didn't know you could look more human. Okay you can stop saying what I'm saying now, dude stop copying me. Bruh knock it off, dude, DUDE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"- Rimuru & (y/n)
After a little time of trying to stop saying stuff at the same time me and (y/n) finally managed to talk about what's going on with each other and what's he missed. So far we've been rebuilding the village ever since yesterday, and he seemed very relieved to find out that everyone's fine. Well almost everyone, the last thing I told him was a bit hard for me to talk about, about how Shizu was forcefully sent her and how Ifrit the flame spirit was slowly trying to take over her body.
(😭😭SHE AIN'T DONE NOTHIN TO NO BODY!!!!😭😭)
"Awe, dude I'm sorry."- (y/n)
"Hey, it's not your fault. Actually Shizu herself wanted to thank you for saving her and so do I."- Rimuru
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"You say that but I don't feel any better."- (y/n)
"Hey now, come on you did awesome. Especially that cool move you did you where all like. Infinite... INFERNO!!!"- Rimuru
"I'm kinda having second thoughts on the name though.....that was just the key to the moment..... anyway what happened to those other guys."- (y/n)
"Oh they all left....and sigrun asked to give you a message."- Rimuru
"What is it?"- (y/n)
I cleared my throat and started to talking in my best girl voice possible. Wait a second I didn't even notice untitnow my voice is already a bit feminine!
"Rimuru can you please tell (y/n) when he wakes up, that I'm truly grateful for what he did."- Rimuru
"Awe."- (y/n)
"And that the next time I see him he's getting a nice big hug."- Rimuru
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"- (Y/N)
"Ppphahahahahahahahaha dude chill I was just joking about the last part."- Rimuru
"I'm gonna kill you!!"- (y/n)
(Y/n) stood up and jumped me and we started to fight making a cartoon dust cloud.
I'm in my own little work shop that both me and (y/n) made. Well more or less him because it was his powers I just gave him the design on what I wanted. Speaking of him I miss sleeping on his back when he's a turtle like thing. Wait why if I having these kind of thoughts calm down Ingrid!! I started to lightly slap my face and as I was, I felt a pair of hands cover my eyes and I heard a familiar voice.
"Guess who."- (y/n)
"(Y/n)!? Oh my God your-"- Ingrid
I turned around as fast as I could and I was expecting (y/n) in his speed form cause of the hands. But, instead of that I saw a boy with green hair, red eyes, with a pair of green shorts that cover his knees and some of his calf's.
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"Who the hell are you and how did you find this place!?"- Ingrid
"Well duh I was the one who helped build it. Oh wait right you don't know it's me.... I'm (y/n)."- (y/n)
"Wait what!? What happened to you!?"- Ingrid
"Well apparently I managed to get a human form absorbing Ifrit. Not really sure how I did it but, it happened."- (y/n)
What the hell I'm so confused right now. 1 being that's he's human looking now and 2 why do I find him attractive right now!?
"You good? Your face is getting red."- (y/n)
"Y-y-y-yeah I'm fine!"- Ingrid
"Okay then, also I wanted to ask you something. Would it be okay with you if you teach me how to Smith?"- (y/n)
"Wait, sorry what?"- Ingrid
"Can you teach me how to make wepons like you do. I really want to learn how to make swords and stuff."- (y/n)
"Oh, well speaking of that....I um.... I actually have a surprise for you."- Ingrid
(Y/n) tilted his head to the side and I started to go to a secret compartment. I pulled out a small item about the size of a dagger and gave it to him. He gladly took it and smiled while he unwrapped it and his eyes widened upon seeing what it was.
"Do you like them. I know they might look weird but, hey they looked cool to make."- Ingrid
"Are you kidding this is awesome these are bad ass oh thank you, thank you, thank you!"- (y/n)
(Y/n) suddenly hugs me out of nowhere and for some reason I started to get embarrassed. But, why I mean I've taken naps on his back before, and shockingly he kinda had to ruin it by what he said next.
"You know I've never noticed it before but, your chest is actually soft."- (y/n)
"You.........you."- Ingrid
"Wait, I'm sorry I didn't mean that calm down!"- (y/n)
"YOU PERV!!!!!"- Ingrid
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