I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…

Logan glanced at Silvia, who stood by the door with a stern expression. Without a word, she pressed a button to let him in, making it clear she intended to wait outside.

He entered quietly, taking in the serene scene before him. A gentle waterfall flowed, while various slimes used the water to keep themselves hydrated. Nearby, some slimes attempted to shape their bodies into human forms, each one fixated on a crystal that Marie had placed. These crystals displayed examples of different human traits and characteristics, serving as inspiration for the slimes.

Logan wandered further into the room until he spotted Kryst. She was intently focused on her own crystal, which displayed the image of an angel—an impossibly perfect being that no human could truly resemble.

The boy sighed, now understanding the root of the issue. He approached his tamed slime and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. Kryst was so engrossed in the crystal that she hadn't even noticed his presence.

"Hey, little one," Logan said softly. "You should stop trying to be something you can't be—at least for now." With that, he sat down next to her, offering quiet support for a few seconds before speaking.

"This image, this picture… it's something that even I can't be, look…" Logan showed her a scar he had on his right arm.

"You see, we can't be perfect, Kryst. Even I have markings and parts of myself that I don't like," Logan said softly. "It's okay to look the way you are though. If anyone dares to say otherwise, then they aren't welcome in my kingdom. This place is meant for you and all those I've tamed. Humans who can't respect that are simply secondary here, plus I like the way you are also, it is cute, the best!" Logan tried to cheer her up she looked at the image and then at him.

"Best?" Kryst said with a bit of hesitation still in her voice.

"Don't you think so? Can anyone make crystals like you? Who can transform like you? Have more confidence Kryst, you are one of my best creatures and friends." Logan hugged the slime girl who kept repeating his words as if taking them in.

Logan's gaze shifted to the image displayed on the crystal. He reached out and touched it a few times, examining the flawless depiction. The figures were simply too perfect to be human. Their features seemed overly stylized, idealized beyond reason. Logan couldn't help but wonder why Marie had chosen these particular examples to show her.

"So, what I mean is that you shouldn't focus so much on these things, Kryst. I don't know why you're so determined to look human, but your slime form is perfect just as it is." Logan paused, summoning an image of her old form—the one he had always known her as—before continuing.

"Don't worry about how you look, Kryst. You'll keep growing stronger, better. You still have evolutions ahead of you. I'm sure with time, you'll achieve what you want. But for now, just relax and appreciate who you are," Logan said, watching her carefully as she processed his words.

"Want to be better. Want to speak normal," Kryst replied, a tinge of frustration and pain in her voice.

"Do you remember, Kryst? You couldn't even speak at the start, right? Now you can speak—even using your mouth. Can Scorch do that?" Logan asked, giving her a moment to think.

"No. He can only growl," Kryst said, imitating the dinosaur's roar with a childlike enthusiasm.

"You see? And here you are, talking with me right now. Even humans need years to learn to speak properly, and you've done this in just a few months. Look at you!" Logan continued, his voice filled with encouragement.

"Now then, I know staying here won't help you grow any further, right? I'll be heading out on my next trip soon. How about this time, you come with me? I want you to experience more than just a few humans and cities. What do you say, Kryst—like old times?" Logan asked, his hand gently resting on her arm.

After a moment, he felt Kryst shift back into her slime form, wrapping around him in her usual affectionate way.

"There we go. We'll be heading out soon. I also want you to meet new friends, and as I said, we'll keep getting stronger," Logan assured her before asking her to return fully to her slime form. With that, he prepared to speak with Serana.

"Now wait for me while I check on our vampire and see how she's doing—she might need blood," Logan said as he stood. A faint shimmer, a thin layer that had coated his skin, returned to Kryst as she settled back into her slime form by his side.

"Will wait here!" Kryst responded cheerfully, turning her attention to the slimes under her care.

Logan stepped out of the room, finding Silvia waiting for him just as before. This time, however, there was a subtle shift in her demeanor—a small but noticeable happiness radiated through their connection.

"I will be checking on Serana. What about you?" Logan asked Silvia.

"I'm heading back to work. There's a drone I want to finish setting up so we can detect any potential threats in the future," Silvia replied before turning and heading toward her lab.

Logan made his way to the red door that had been previously sealed. With a press of a button, he entered Serana's room—a space that led directly to the blood crystal. It wasn't a place Logan particularly liked; for those who weren't vampires, the crystal's energy felt like poison, draining their vitality and leaving them weak, as though it were greedily seeking their blood.

Serana, however, was sitting near the crystal, drawing energy from it instead. This unique connection allowed Logan to remain in the room without suffering its effects.

"Hi, Serana. Good to see you here. I hope I'm not disturbing you," Logan said as he stepped inside.

The girl, deeply focused on her task, remained silent for a few moments before finally responding.

"You've finally arrived, Logan. I've been waiting for you," Serana said, her voice carrying a seductive allure that was more pronounced than usual.