Chapter 602: 'happy sludge” コルマリャ1

Chapter 602: “happy sludge” コルマリャ1 “happy sludge” コルマリャ1

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My vision turned completely white.

And the next moment—

...Something I don’t understand happened.

I should have been in the scorching desert, but—

When I came to, I...

Was inside a cold, metal bucket.

...And inside it, “I” was swaying gently.

“My” body is quite small.

Small enough to fit entirely inside the bucket.

...Body?

Thinking this far, I felt a slight sense of discomfort.

And that discomfort immediately turned into confusion.

Was “my” body always this... slimy and amorphous?

Did I have hands, feet, a face, eyes, ears...?

Wasn’t I... different?

Eyes?

Ears?

If I don’t have those, how can “I”... vaguely see and hear...?

Although questions popped up one after another.

Strangely, “my” confusion didn’t last long.

Because I immediately stopped caring.

It seems that “I” currently can’t think about difficult things for long periods.

So “I” just swayed.

Swaying gently in the cold bucket, not thinking much, “I” was carried somewhere.

But.

What... am I?

That vague question lingered in my mind.

And it made me incredibly uneasy.

* * *

“My” swaying journey ended rather quickly.

After feeling a floating sensation—

CLANG

The bucket “I” was in hit something.

It was probably thrown, and landed on the ground.

The bucket tipped over, and “I” spilled out.

What is this? What is this?

Uneasy about what had happened, I moved.

“...I’m surprised. It’s alive... even though it’s just sludge residue...?”

And then, I heard a voice.

“Looking up” towards the direction of the voice, I saw a man standing there.

A man wearing a white, baggy hazmat suit.

He’s fat, slightly balding, and looks smart.

He must be the one who brought “me”, in the bucket, here from somewhere.

...What’s a hazmat suit again?

I don’t know why, but her right arm and both legs are gone, and blood is flowing steadily.

She’s breathing heavily—hyuu, hyuu—as if in pain.

I felt... sorry for her.

And I felt incredibly sad.

Even though “I” am ‘happiness’.

This onee-san looks so pained...

“I” crawled towards the woman.

“Ha... Are you worried about me?”

The woman, looking at “me” approaching, said that with a pained smile.

Yes, that’s right, Onee-san.

“I’m” worried about you.

Because you look so pained, and unhappy.

Even though “I” am so ‘happy’...!

“I” thought about what “I” could do for the woman, beside her.

I thought, while wriggling.

As I thought, and thought, and thought, in my stupid way—

I came up with an idea.

“I” am ‘happiness’.

Then if Onee-san also becomes “me”!

Onee-san will also be ‘happy’!

“Wh-What!? Stop...”

“I” moved my body with all my might, and first enveloped the woman’s head with “my” body!

Even though “my” body is small, I can do that much!

“Ga-Gabo, goho...!?”

The woman struggled at first, but soon stopped moving.

And after waiting for a while, the woman’s head had completely become “me”.

It’s strange.

It seems that “I” can turn things other than “me”... into “me”!

This is the ability “I” have... which I somehow understood since I woke up in the bucket!

I didn’t understand what this ability was for... but—

Now I clearly understand.

“I” am ‘happiness’.

So “I” have to turn everything into “me”...

And make everything ‘happy’!

That must be “my” mission!

Now that I’ve realized that, “I” can’t afford to be leisurely.

First, I completely turned the woman’s motionless body into “me”.

And the bones and flesh scattered around, I also turned them into “me”.

In that way, I made “myself” bigger and bigger.

The bigger “I” become, the more things “I” can turn into “me”!

And after realizing that I can also turn metal and ore into “me” along the way, “I” grew even faster.

I don’t like things that are hot, cold, or dry...

Turning various things into “me”.

Making various things ‘happy’.

“I” became bigger and bigger!