Category Archives: A Dragon in Slime’s Clothing ~ I Want to Live Peacefully by Pretending to Be the Weakest

A Dragon in Slime’s Clothing V2C17

A Reliable Man

 

 

 

 

There is a small town a little way north of Deep Forest.
Even if you say town, the original inhabitants of there are about 100, also buildings in the form of private houses don’t exist either, there are only shops for the sake of heroes.

It’s often the case that these kinds of towns are made near famous dungeons like Deep Forest.
Even after years, tens of years, a dungeon that can’t be cleared, even then the heroes seeking prestige or treasure enter the dungeon.
Born from situations like that, a hero dedicated town.

Weapon shops and second hand shops of course, a church that certifies heroes and administers resurrection, on top of that for the sake of forming impromptu parties there are referral places and such.

Naturally indispensable is the inn. In a single room of that inn, a pair of man of women faced each other.

The man’s name Alex, the women’s Lucia.
Fellow humans who received study from the same human, the two have a relation to be called Elder Brother and Younger Sister Disciples. Continue reading

A Dragon in Slime’s Clothing V2C16

Secret Dungeon

 

 

 

 

“Were you ok Yui?”

After defeating Athena I asked Yui.
From what I saw I interrupted before the battle truly began, so it should be ok, but just in case.

“F-fun! Something like that, even if Onii-chan didn’t come I would have been able to do something by myself!”
“I see, that was my bad”

Yui became sullen and averted her eyes.
Due to cutting in from the side and helping her I’ve hurt Yui’s pride huh.
Dragons are living beings with high pride after all.

While turning the other way, Yui also glances at me and makes a face like she wants to say something.
Following up a little more might be good, but there’s no correct answer to the problem of pride right.
It might be better to look the other way here. Continue reading

A Dragon in Slime’s Clothing V2C15

Ojii-chan’s Blow

 

 

 

 

Crystal Tower Top Floor.
Finally arriving here while being tattered was a single hero.
A man in the middle of his twenties, apparently he seems to be a summoner.
Calling out a spirit, he would immediately explode that spirit, a considerably commendable battle style.
With that battle style he mowed down the monsters on the way, and ascended until here.

Incidentally, Yui of the eighth floor purposely let him pass as I told her.
Even a single hero is fine, I wanted him to reach as far as Shesta’s place.

“A-hahahahaha. You did well to come here hero. This great one is exactly this tower’s boss, Big Mouse Shesta!”
“Damn monster, prepare yourself”
“Fufufu, how long can you have that big attitude”

While proudly smiling, Shesta took a pose and began attacking the hero.
But, the moment he jumped out he tripped where there was nothing, and plunged into the floor face first. Continue reading

A Dragon in Slime’s Clothing V2C14

God’s Offering

 

 

 

 

On this day, in Crystal Tower First Floor I was similarly basking in the sun half melted.
A pleasant basking in the sun giving the body damage, if talking about humans, something like the lungs being hurt by tobacco, that kind of pleasant feeling.

When I was drowning in that, suddenly my ears started ringing.

At first I thought it was my imagination, but the ringing far from settling, it gradually grew larger, finally it became an explosion sound like firecrackers ringing close to my ears.

“Owowowow, stop it! What is it, this”
“Slime-sama!? What’s the matter”

Yurie who was holding me was startled and asked me.

“Can Yurie not hear it, this”
“Hear it you say……what?” Continue reading

A Dragon in Slime’s Clothing V2C13

A Dragon’s Pride

 

 

 

 

“Onii-chan”

Crystal Tower First Floor, when I had become half melted from basking in the sun, unusually Yui came down, and came to my place.

“What’s wrong Yui”
“I was injured a bit, Onii-chan heal it”
“An injury? Where?”

From the feeling of looking she’s uninjured and lively though.

“Here”
“Here you say……that one on the face?”
“What else is there”

Her lips pouted seemingly in sullenness.
If you don’t look carefully it’s at the level where you won’t understand, there is a small thread like injury.
A scratch––––even more of a scratch than a scratch. Within everyday life a scratch you did yourself, an injury of that level. Continue reading