4. She Remembers My Name
"……Huh?"
What the…? I could have sworn I was working my shift at the Convenience Store just a moment ago.
After a hazy, fog-brained moment, I came to my senses and found myself standing in the alley beside the store.
"Why am I here…?"
Before I could even begin to figure out what on earth had happened to me—
Ding-a-ling—
"Sia!"
"Ah, yes?! Manager? What brings you out here during my shift?"
"What do you mean, 'my shift'?! You vanished in the middle of it, and I called you over and over, but you never picked up!"
Come to think of it… it had been bright daylight until just now, but the sky had dimmed to dusk, as if the day had already slipped away.
It had been a little past two in the afternoon a moment ago. So why was it so dark?
"I… disappeared during my shift…?"
"Yes! I checked the CCTV, then called you a dozen times!"
Stunned by the manager's words, I fumbled my phone out and checked it right away.
The moment the screen lit up, I saw dozens of missed calls from the manager, along with messages from friends—piled up to overflowing, as if to announce just how much time had passed.
But none of that was what truly shocked me.
"E-Eight at night???"
Because the time displayed on my phone was a full eight o'clock in the evening.
I'd only zoned out for a second—so why had so much time gone by? My head spun with confusion.
But my bewilderment was apparently getting on someone's nerves.
"Excuse me, Sia!"
At the manager's exasperated voice, my drifting mind finally snapped back.
"Oh… I'm so sorry! Something urgent came up at home, all of a sudden."
"Aigoo. Still, there are limits. Not answering your phone at all, really?"
"I'm—I'm truly sorry!"
I couldn't make heads or tails of what had happened, but for now I bowed my head to the manager again and again in apology.
"You're normally so reliable, Sia, so I'll let today slide… but if it happens again, we'll have a problem. At least call me, please."
"Yes, yes! I'll make sure it never happens again. I'm really sorry, Manager."
"Well, it's late, so take off your uniform and head home. You said it was urgent, didn't you?"
"Ah, yes!"
I scurried into the store, stripped off my uniform, bowed to the manager one last time, and stepped back out into the evening.
Why? Why had so much time passed?
Six whole hours gone just because I'd zoned out for a moment—was something wrong with my body? The thought sent a prickle of fear down my spine.
But home was home, so I started walking, putting one foot in front of the other, when—
Squelch—
"Ugh… what is that?"
Something wet. A strange, clinging sensation rising from below.
Midway home, an odd, almost alarming feeling bloomed from between my legs, and I found myself veering toward a deserted, tucked-away corner.
"Wh-what is this?"
I eased down my zipper and peeked at my panties—and there it was, something so strange I couldn't dismiss it. The fabric was soaked clean through with a slick, glistening fluid.
Wh-why am I this wet?
For some reason, discharge that could only have come from my own pussy had drenched my underwear through and through.
Worse, deep inside my belly, a dull, throbbing ache had begun to bloom.
I'd never felt anything like it before.
"Ugh… maybe I really should go to the hospital first thing tomorrow."
My lower back ached more than usual, too…
Muttering to myself, I decided there was nothing more I could do here and set off for home.
Rubbing my aching belly in slow circles—swish, swish—all I wanted was to get home fast, take a shower, and wash this gross, unsettled feeling away.
And as I rubbed my belly, I wracked my brain, trying to recover the memory of the six hours that had vanished.
Fzzt…
"Ngh…?!"
As I dug through my memories, something deep inside my stomach began to glow faintly warm.
Not pain, exactly… something… something almost… pleasant?
My legs had somehow gone weak, and I nearly collapsed right there on the spot.
Tomorrow… the moment I wake up, I'm going straight to the hospital…… There's definitely something wrong with me.
Once I'd finished my long, thorough round of sex with Sia, I carried her back near the Convenience Store and had the slime slip out of her body.
Of course, I'd scrubbed her clean and rearranged her clothes back to exactly how they'd been, so by the slime's logic there should be no problem whatsoever—but my nerves wouldn't settle. I hid in a secluded spot and kept surveilling Sia without pause.
Only after watching her get chewed out by what looked like the store manager and head for home did I finally—
"Phew… hoo… She really doesn't remember, huh?"
At last, relief began to wash over me.
Seeing her stroll off so casually, it was clear the memory of being possessed by the slime and fucked simply didn't exist.
Not that I blame her—if she'd remembered, she'd have sprinted straight to the police station.
"Kyuut!"
As if to say relax, the slime that had been tucked away in my chest let out a haughty little cry.
"Slime, shush for a second! People might be around—let's talk at home!"
"Kyuuu…"
At my shush, the slime wilted instantly.
With the creature swaddled tight inside my jacket so no one would catch a glimpse of it, I made my way back home.
"Whew…"
The moment I walked through the door, I flopped bonelessly onto my bed.
Only now that I knew everything was fine did the exhaustion from all that sex finally hit me.
Unlike me, though, having absorbed load after load of my cum, the slime was bursting with energy.
"Kyuut! Kyuuuut!"
It bounced around springing off the mattress, then smooshed its squishy body against my cheek over and over.
Watching the slime act all affectionate with me, everything that had happened felt like a dream.
Me. Having sex with that Sia.
And not just any sex—passionate, lovey-dovey sex where I unloaded cum into her pussy again and again like we were trying to make a baby.
Right here on this very bed I was lying on, I'd had my way with that obscenely hot body to my heart's content.
And the one who made all of that possible was—
"Kyuut!"
"I honestly can't believe it's you."
"Kyuu, kyuu!"
I prodded the slime with a finger, giving it a playful squish.
Actually, technically speaking, it'd be more accurate to say I had sex with this adorable slime, wouldn't it…?
It was Sia's body, sure, but she doesn't remember a thing, while the slime had seized full control of her mind.
"Hmm…"
A flicker of self-loathing crept up on me.
Imagining myself getting rock-hard and rutting like an animal for this tiny little blob gave me a mild case of the shivers.
But if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten so much as a proper conversation with Sia, let alone sex.
"Thank you, Slime."
"Kyuut~♪"
"S-so, uh… is it possible to go inside Sia's body again? Next time?"
They say once you know sex, you can never go back to not knowing it.
Seconds after feeling that twinge of self-loathing, there I was, casually fishing for more from the slime.
"Kyu-kyu!"
The slime puffed itself up and squished about, patting its own chest as if to say easy.
At that sight, my cock nearly sprang to full attention on the sheer anticipation of fucking Sia again.
No… if I get hard now, it's basically like calling myself a pervert in front of the slime.
I desperately recited the national anthem in my head and willed the erection away.
Then, suddenly—
"…You're not going inside my body, right?"
I asked, on the off chance the slime might try me too.
If it could slip into a person's body that easily, then mine would be just as easy.
When I voiced that faint flicker of unease—
"Kyuut! Kyuuuut!!!!"
"O-okay, okay! I won't doubt you!"
As if to say how dare you even think it, the slime slapped its squishy body against me again and again in protest.
"…Still, next time let's not do it in the middle of my shift. It's… it's kind of a pain in the ass, you know."
"Kyuu? Kyet!"
The slime didn't seem to fully understand me, but it chirped a brisk kyet~ anyway, as if to say it got the gist.
After playing with it a little longer, I passed clean out on the bed.
Time to make myself ready. Shall we go?
No—one last deep breath first.
To calm my nerves, I took one more long, steadying breath.
"Inhale~~ hooo."
It had been several days since the slime slid into Sia's body and we finished our storm of sex.
I'd lost count of how many times I'd jerked off replaying it with Sia.
Every single time, the slime would try to slurp up my cock, and fighting it off was a genuine struggle.
In compromise, I lowered my standards a bit and started handing it the tissues stained with my cum.
Watching it happily absorb my spunk-soaked tissues left me feeling a strange mix of things, but still.
And today—
After waiting for the one day Sia worked her shift, I'd finally made my way to the Convenience Store.
"Lime, you've gotta stay quiet, okay?"
"Kyu…!"
No, this isn't some soft spot I've developed for Sia's sake, absolutely not…
Calling it "Slime" was just too much of a mouthful, so I'd settled on the pet name Lime.
With Lime tucked safely in my jacket, I gazed through the glass window at Sia for a moment.
The longer I stared, the more her bare skin came flooding back—how deliciously her pussy had gripped me—and my cock lurched to half-mast.
Hold it in… national anthem. Sing the national anthem.
Even the anthem couldn't kill the boner, so I did what I could, tugging my shirt down to discreetly cover the thick bulge.
Ding-a-ling—
I strode into the Convenience Store.
"Welcome~ Ah, hi there!"
"…Hello."
Huh? Today, on top of the standard "welcome," she'd added a bright, personal greeting just for me.
Don't tell me she remembered that day…?
No—if she had, I'd already be in handcuffs.
"Cigarettes again today?"
"Ah, yeah. That's about it."
The trademark dead-boring cadence of a washed-up loner.
Sia had gone out of her way to talk to me first, and I'd answered with clipped, conversation-killing fragments—I winced at myself the moment the words left my mouth.
Too late, I scrambled to salvage things, wringing my brain dry for some way to keep the conversation going.
"Um…"
"Yes?"
"N-nothing. One pack of cigarettes, please."
"Sure, just a moment!"
This loser aura I'd been cultivating since school wasn't the kind of thing that fixed itself overnight.
I was just promising myself I'd do better next time when—
"You always buy this one, don't you, Seojun? I guess it must be your favorite."
"Ah, I, um… I guess I've just smoked it ever since I came of age, so…"
Thankfully, Sia had spoken to me yet again.
I was silently singing the praises of her pretty face and angelic personality when—
…Huh?
Wait. Did she just call me Seojun?
How does she know my name? She has no memory of that day.
"Um…"
"Yes?"
"How, uh… how do you know my name?"
"Oh, well… you told me, Seoju—…… Huh?"
Sia blinked her pretty eyes once, twice, then stared at me in silence for a long moment.
"…Why do I know your name, Seojun?"