Chapter 108—Admission
Seralyth tapped the desk and pointed her index finger toward the young slime, who jumped onto the huge mahogany table from her hands.
"I would like to admit this young slime over here," she said sharply.
The two old demons sitting on the other side of the desk were elderly—one male and one female—both clad in black modern suits.
They had wings folded behind their backs. A small horn protruded from their heads.
The old woman replied politely with a grin, turning toward the young slime on the desk.
"Sure."
Seralyth allowed him to stay on the table since he was too small to be seen otherwise.
"What's the name?" the old lady asked, softly patting Slime#47's body.
'Looks like I'll have to get used to being patted,' Young Slime mused, feeling the old hands on him.
"I'm nameless…" he replied, glancing at the wrinkles on the old woman's face.
The hand patting him paused.
