Curse of Sanke (3)
Heading out into the streets of the slime's retreat, Shinto steadily made his way on it whilst the slime in his hand struggled to free himself. Meanwhile, from behind them, Kon followed along.
"ARGHHH!! Human!! Let go of me!!" Rustly cried out.
"...jeez, Rustly... do you mind keeping it down?" Shinto helplessly sighed. "At this rate, you're just going to draw suspicion on us..."
"How am I supposed to keep it down when you're suddenly dragging me somewhere?!"
"Cough... " he coughed as he released his grip on the slime, finally freeing it. "I need you to take me to the king."
"But, did you really had to take hold of me like that?!" Rustly pouted.
"W-Well... For the better of being able to go out freely, I didn't want to waste time and just dragged you along with me without needing an explanation."
"...human! Couldn't you have said it nicely for me to come with you?!" he angrily said.