Malrik's POV
Issei stood proudly with his new familiar—if you could call a bouncing green blob a familiar. The slime made squishy blorp noises beside him, as if purring in contentment from all the attention. And then, he turned to me with a glint in his eye that I instantly recognized.
Uh oh.
He was up to something.
"Malrik," he said, putting on his best puppy-dog face, "my wise, powerful, totally ripped and charming mentor—"
"Get to the point," I cut in.
"I was wondering… you know how you turned Undine into that gorgeous water spirit for Aika? Maybe, you could… y'know…" He gestured awkwardly at the slime. "Work your magic again? Just tweak a few things. Like maybe… make her hot? Super hot? Like, slime-girl waifu levels of hot?"
I deadpanned. "You want me to turn your blob into a slime girl."
"YES."
There was no hesitation. No shame. Just pure, concentrated Issei.
I crossed my arms. "You do realize… slimes don't technically have a gender, right?"
Aika nodded, arms folded. "Yeah, are you sure it's even a 'she'? For all you know, you're hugging a jiggly muscle man in disguise."
Issei paled, eyes darting nervously toward his new familiar. The slime gurgled innocently, vibrating like jelly.
"I-I'd still like to try," he said, swallowing hard.
I sighed, then raised my hand. My Sacred Gear shimmered as I focused, calling forth a construct from pure creation magic. "Alright, alright… let's see… What would a slime even need to take human form…"
After a moment of thinking, I created a glowing emerald orb—a custom-made Slime Magic Core, infused with form-stabilization properties and a minor AI consciousness. Something to let the creature choose its ideal shape.
"Here," I said, tossing it to him. "No promises. It might still turn into a green Schwarzenegger."
Issei caught it reverently. "Please… let this be my goddess."
He knelt down and gently placed the core in front of the slime. "Come on, little guy… I believe in you."
The slime blorped once, then absorbed the core into its jiggling form. For a moment, nothing happened.
Then the slime began to glow.
Its body quivered, bubbled, and expanded—stretching upward like rising dough. Light wrapped around it, and a feminine silhouette began to take form.
Everyone leaned forward.
Asia clasped her hands, eyes wide. "It's beautiful…"
Even Rias and Sona's groups were curious now.
Finally, the glow faded.
Standing before us was a humanoid girl made entirely of translucent, green-tinted slime. She had green hair, green eyes, and a surprisingly cute face. And yes—she had a rather generous figure.
Issei squealed with joy. "YES! A SLIME GIRL! I HAVE A SLIME GIRL!"
He hugged her shamelessly, his face pressed against her jiggly chest. "I might actually lose my virginity tonight!"
That's when Koneko ruined his fantasy with one line.
"Not so fast, idiot."
Everyone turned toward her.
"That thing's genderless."
We all blinked.
Issei pulled back and looked down.
Sure enough… despite the feminine form… there was nothing. No parts. No gender.
Just… smooth slime.
Rias covered her face with a sigh.
Akeno chuckled behind her fan. "Ara~ That's unfortunate."
Saji stepped forward, patting Issei on the shoulder like a comrade-in-arms. "Cheer up, man. She's still cute. Boobs are boobs, even if they're… uh… metaphorical."
Issei's eye twitched. "Saji…"
"Yes?"
"I curse you to never get a hot familiar either."
Saji recoiled. "Y-You take that back!"
Issei collapsed dramatically. "My sweet dreams… gone… washed away in a sea of gender ambiguity…"
The slime girl tilted her head and blorped again, completely unaware of the chaos she had caused.
I smirked.
This trip was going exactly as planned.
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Omniscient POV
While the group continued to laugh (and some groan) at Issei's drama with his genderless slime waifu, something else stirred quietly behind them.
A faint crackle of static.
Blue sparks danced across the grass.
Asia stood a few steps away from the group, still smiling sweetly—completely unaware of the small creature slowly approaching her. The little blue lightning dragon, no bigger than a house cat, stalked silently through the underbrush with curious eyes glowing like stormlight.
It sniffed the air.
Its electric tail twitched.
Then—without a sound—it leapt into the air and gently perched itself on Asia's shoulder.
Zzzt.
Tiny jolts of electricity arced harmlessly around her as the creature settled in, curling around her neck like a scarf. Asia blinked in surprise and turned her head. Her green eyes met the dragon's stormy blues.
"Oh…?" she whispered. "You're so warm…"
The lightning dragon gave a soft chirp, nuzzling into her cheek affectionately.
The entire group went silent.
Malrik was the first to speak, his voice calm but impressed. "Well, well…"
The Familiar Master Towji's jaw dropped. "I've seen a lot in my time but… that's a first. These types of dragons don't approach people easily."
Rias stepped closer, her eyes wide. "Wait. Did it… choose her?"
Sona adjusted her glasses, eyes narrowing in quiet awe. "It seems so. That's extremely rare for this species."
The dragon chirped again, sending a light spark down Asia's shoulder. She giggled gently, unafraid.
"I-Is it okay?" she asked, turning toward Malrik for guidance.
Malrik stepped forward and gave a nod. "It's more than okay. Looks like it's already accepted you."
He raised a hand and conjured a small glowing contract scroll. "Here. Just place your hand on this. It'll make the bond official."
Asia glanced at the scroll, then at the dragon. It stared at her quietly, as if waiting.
She nodded, pressing her palm against the contract circle.
A pulse of light flashed—blue and gold—and in the next second, a glowing rune etched itself over her hand like a sigil.
Contract complete.
The dragon chirped again, now happily settled.
Issei sat up from the ground, still sulking—until he saw what had happened.
"WHAAAAAAAT?!" he screeched. "WHY DOES SHE GET THE LIGHTNING DRAGON?!"
Kiba crossed his arms. "Because she didn't ask for it to turn into a naked woman."
Koneko added dryly, "She's pure."
"I CAN BE PURE TOO—!!"
"No, you can't," everyone replied in unison.
Malrik chuckled to himself. As expected.
He glanced at Asia again—the way she gently stroked the little dragon's head, her eyes glowing with affection and curiosity. The bond was real.
And that dragon?
Would grow into something terrifying someday.
He could already feel it.
And so could the others.
Saji leaned over to Sona, whispering. "...That dragon's gonna be stronger than my whole Peerage one day, isn't it?"
Sona didn't answer.
Because deep down, they all knew.
Asia had just been gifted something truly incredible.
And unlike Issei… she hadn't asked for it.
She'd simply earned it.