Suddenly, I Became a Slime

‘Stupid jelly.’

The jelly girl cursed herself inwardly. Floating inside her translucent body were various chocolates, each looking incredibly sweet. Slowly melting, the chocolates filled the jelly girl’s mind with sweet sensations of pleasure.

Yet, her expression as she experienced this sweetness was far from cheerful. If anything, her jelly-like face twisted into a grimace.

How nice would it be if it was just a reaction to how delicious they were?

The jelly girl’s displeasure had a rather trivial cause. She had simply been dressed in clothes. Admittedly, they were adorable outfits that perfectly suited her appearance, lovingly handmade with care and attention.

The only solace was that the jelly girl couldn’t see herself in this state. While the clothes obstructed her view and caused discomfort, at least she didn’t have to look at them.

Just as she thought she might tolerate it, Kim Cheonsu returned to the room after succumbing to the insistence of two women. What he brought with him made the jelly girl shiver in dread.

It was a rather large mirror.

What could this possibly mean?

She bubbled furiously to no avail. In the end, the jelly girl had no choice but to face herself in her adorable attire.

The moment she saw her reflection, her jelly quivered.

...It doesn’t look as bad as I thought?

Considering her current appearance, it made sense that the outfit suited her.

Feeling conflicted, the jelly girl continued melting the chocolates floating within her. Although she thought the chocolates would be visible, the clothes concealed them entirely. Initially thinking this was unsightly, she found herself concluding that it wasn’t so bad after all and stirred her jelly slightly.

Her knowledge pouch swayed wildly, reflecting her inner turmoil.

‘It’s not “not bad”—it’s the worst!’

The jelly girl’s gaze scanned the mirror in search of flaws. Below the previously swaying pouch, her blunt face appeared. Lowering her gaze further, she examined her overall appearance.

She was dressed in a delicate one-piece outfit of soft, muted colors that matched her blue skin. A large ribbon adorned her chest, completing the look with an air of innocence. The dress extended down to her knees, covering her jelly form entirely while lending her a sense of youthful charm.

Her arms and legs were left exposed below the knees and elbows, emphasizing her vitality.

Against her better judgment, the jelly girl briefly found the outfit cute. Shocked by her own thoughts, she glanced around the room. She saw Han Seori and Yang Hana smiling with satisfaction.

"It seems she likes it."

"It was worth the effort we put into making it!"

‘No! That’s not it!’

Behind them stood Kim Cheonsu, grinning like a proud father, and Hwangbo Yul, who awkwardly cleared her throat. Surrounding their feet were other jellies, munching on chocolates as they watched the jelly girl.

At that point, the jelly girl decided that she no longer cared about chocolates or anything else. She twisted her body frantically, trying to remove the outfit.

‘Should I just rip it off?’

The thought crossed her mind, but she remembered Yang Hana’s words about how much effort went into making it. Unable to destroy it, the jelly girl reluctantly kept the outfit intact.

If she had been a purely logical anomaly, the dress would have been shredded. But the jelly girl was an anomaly with human emotions.

Though her actions were rough, she managed to remove the outfit neatly. She tilted her head at the odd stares she received.

"Hmm. Taking it off after wearing it feels... strange."

"I’ve gotten used to her not wearing anything, but still... She might look better with clothes."

"Why are you looking at me?"

Hearing their murmurs, the jelly girl felt a pang of awkwardness. She typically didn’t wear clothes due to the inconvenience, but thinking about it, she used to be human. Wearing clothes should have felt more natural.

Why, then, did she dislike wearing them? Could it be an inherent trait of her anomaly?

Pondering this, the jelly girl glanced at the clothes in her hand and shook her head.

‘It’s not that I dislike clothes. I just don’t want to wear these kinds of clothes.’

I don’t enjoy being unclothed—do I?

Probably not.

Nodding to herself, the jelly girl’s face fell as she saw Yang Hana preparing another outfit. Realizing this cycle could go on forever, she felt compelled to act.

Looking around, the jelly girl’s gaze fell upon Hwangbo Yul, Han Seori, and Yang Hana. They had dressed her in frilly, cutesy outfits, but they themselves were clad in simple pants.

‘Hmm…’

Perhaps...

The jelly girl realized her current form—a youthful girl—naturally suited wearing frilly, flowing attire. Staring into the mirror, she concluded that her appearance was the problem.

If she looked more like Hwangbo Yul, she might have been given a suit or uniform instead of a dress.

‘If I could change my appearance, wouldn’t that solve everything?’

She didn’t dislike clothes entirely, so the idea seemed promising.

Previously, attempts to alter her form had failed. But circumstances had changed. Absorbing the jelly army had slightly shifted her proportions, giving her hope that it might work this time.

While she couldn’t change the fundamental "feminine" base of her form, adjusting the parameters like in a character creation screen seemed feasible.

Focusing intently, the jelly girl summoned nearby jellies into the room. Though she could no longer summon Kim Cheonsu, calling jellies was effortless.

"Hmm?"

As the summoned jellies arrived, Hwangbo Yul cocked her head curiously. The others also looked puzzled at the sudden influx of jellies. The jellies themselves seemed startled—or perhaps they thought their chocolates were under attack, since they huddled protectively around them.

Only the jelly girl seemed satisfied, her expression brimming with confidence.

Estimating the number of jellies, the jelly girl began absorbing them into her body.

"Hmm?"

"What?"

Amid a flurry of confused sounds, the jelly girl’s body began to grow. But calling it growth might be misleading. Unlike her previous transformation into a giant, this time only her limbs lengthened and her overall form shifted from a youthful girl to a mature woman.

However, her face remained unchanged, creating a stark imbalance. Despite her attempts to create a sophisticated appearance, her youthful face clashed with her newly voluptuous body.

Watching this unfold, Han Seori and Yang Hana couldn’t help but gasp in astonishment.

"...Wow."

Even Kim Cheonsu let out an unintentional exclamation before being promptly ushered out of the room.

"You should leave for now."

"Yes, you really should!"

"Uh, right..."

Equally flustered, Kim Cheonsu left the room with an awkward expression. Observing this, Hwangbo Yul found herself both amused and concerned by the scene.

In the end, the jelly girl’s form was... something one might describe as hellish. Her body was strikingly voluptuous, but her youthful face and antennae created a jarring contrast.

Satisfied with her transformation, the jelly girl bubbled contentedly and pointed at Hwangbo Yul with her now slender fingers.

"Hmm? Me...?"

Startled by the gesture, Hwangbo Yul blinked. The jelly girl approached and tugged at her clothing, silently demanding a similar outfit.

Though she thought her method was ingenious, the reactions of those around her suggested otherwise.

"Does she want to wear something like ours? It’s an interesting idea, but..."

"Is that it?"

The jelly girl, her intentions apparently understood, grinned and bubbled with satisfaction. Spotting jellies at her feet, she scooped them up, pleased by how neatly they fit in her arms.

Approaching the mirror in good spirits, the jelly girl suddenly dropped the jellies, her expression darkening as she stared at her reflection.

After a moment of contemplation, she expelled the absorbed jellies and returned to her original, petite form.

Yang Hana cheered and embraced her.

"You’re back! That was... terrifying. If you wanted to wear something like ours, you could’ve just said so... Oh, wait, you can’t."

The jelly girl’s expression was indescribably complex.

Her intentions had been conveyed—albeit shockingly—and she considered the outcome effective.

Ideally, she wouldn’t wear anything at all.

And so, the small commotion with the chocolates concluded as the jelly girl and the nameless lab welcomed a new family member.

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