"In that case, you need to take good care of your feet. Going barefoot, wearing fishnet stockings, or footless tights are all good choices.---What's the matter, Lina? Are you having some confusion in this area?"

The middle-aged female teacher looked at the white-haired girl, who hurriedly replied.

"I'm asking for a friend..."

"The universal excuse, it's always about yourself, isn't it?"

Shami commented sarcastically from the back door of the classroom, hidden in the shadows.

"Then what if the guy is into chests?"

"In that case, you could wear some lingerie that emphasizes the bust to enhance your allure. When choosing lingerie, avoid the ordinary; the more distinctive, the more likely to attract attention."

"And if he's interested in legs?"

"You might consider wearing knee-high socks that outline the leg shape and show a bit of natural thigh, making it more alluring."

"What if he also pays attention to tattoos?"

"For tattoos...you could use tattoo stickers instead...there are niche enthusiasts for tattoos now."

The female teacher patiently answered.

"And what if he's into exotic girls?"

"Your friend's male interest seems pretty complicated..."

"Stop asking questions, you'll spill all the Demon King's traits soon! Is that how you see me? I'm becoming a perverted deviant here!"

"If he's a furry fan, then you'll just have to cater to his taste, wearing animal ears and tails during interactions..."

The teacher continued to sincerely address the white-haired one's queries.

The white-haired girl earnestly took notes.

Shami listened from the back, bewildered.

After a moment, the dismissal bell rang.

As soon as the white-haired girl left the classroom, she ran into Shami at the door, who pretended not to know her and hastily left.

"Shoot, how did I end up in the wrong class..."

"You've already sat through an entire class, and it seems like it wasn't your first time!"

Shami dragged the white-haired girl into a corner, clenched fists on either side of her head, drilling her temples.

"Lina, isn't shirking sword practice as a swordswoman laziness?"

The Demon King punished the Heroic Maiden through gritted teeth.

The white-haired girl drifted lightly, her small mouth cried out in pain.

"I-I finished it early...had a lot of time, so I studied some handy knowledge beyond swordsmanship, oh my head, my brain feels like it's shrinking..."

Shami stopped the punishment, and the white-haired girl squatted down, clutching her head.

"You also shouldn't study such boring knowledge."

"Oh..."

Feeling a bit sorry, Shami was mindful not to overdo it with force.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes."

Shami reached out to pat the white-haired girl's head.

Still squatting with her hands on her head, teary-eyed, she looked up pitifully at Shami.

"Shami, I want to buy a tail, what animal do you like?"

"You're already putting the theory into practice! You didn't listen to a word I said!"

At that moment, the bell for the next class sounded.

They had no choice but to postpone the discussion until they got home.

Shami pulled the white-haired girl up, and the two of them dashed off to the classroom where the lecture was held.

The course on Slime habituation began.

Standing on the podium, Shami seamlessly commenced the day's lesson.

What puzzled him this time was that the boy who had contradicted him in the first class, Morris, was now sitting respectfully in the front row, resting his elbows on the desk like a schoolboy, watching him intently.

What is this guy doing?

Shami puzzled over it.

So long as it didn't disrupt the class order, it was fine.

Halfway through the lecture, Shami brought out a Slime from the pet box to pass the time.

Morris wore an even more respectful expression, and when some boys whispered behind him with Shami not bothering to intervene, Morris stood up.

"For those of you who don't want to attend this class, feel free to leave. Don't assume that Slimes are simple creatures; if you've never battled an actual Slime, you lack the patient and resilient mind needed to scorn such beings."

Morris's rage-filled voice commanded attention from the entire classroom, including a confused Shami.

In the silent classroom atmosphere, Morris sat down and then looked at the jelly-like creature with eyes full of fiery determination.

Oh Slime Boss, I'm truly upholding the Slime tribe's dignity, aren't I!

The jelly-like creature slowly looked back, its large eyes showing affirmation.

Shami watched this man and Slime gaze at each other in surprise, sensing a bond through their eyes.

What exactly happened?

Why does it seem like you, jelly-like creature, recruited a noble prince as your underling?

Class ended.

Shami left with the Slime, and Morris followed them all the way out of the Swordsman Academy.

"Tell me, what exactly are you trying to do?" Shami asked as he looked at the deferential Morris behind him.

Morris gave Shami a disdainful glance.

This herdsman in front of him had no idea what kind of existence the Slime he held was.

However, living cluelessly as a herdsman was also nice; knowing too much only brought more worries.

"Heh, ignorant human, I'm just fulfilling my duty as a small follower, escorting the Slime Boss. Don't think I'm trying to curry favor with you."

"So adding more nonsensical words on top doesn't clarify anything!"

Shami could no longer differentiate the interpersonal relationship between this man and Slime.

Morris didn't say more.

"Goodbye, Slime Boss! Come again next time!"

At the entrance of the Swordsman Academy, Morris dramatically waved at the pet box.

Shami walked away completely baffled.

"Did you do something while I wasn't paying attention?"

Shami interrogated the jelly-like creature.

The jelly-like creature looked innocent.

"Don't think playing cute will save you from a beating. If you don't fess up, I'll beat the Water of Life out of you," Shami threatened.

Just then, Rooney suddenly appeared, stopping Shami.

"Teacher Edogawa, just finished class? I was just looking for you."

Rooney greeted him and slowly walked over to Shami.

"You see, the research staff at the Biological Garden have been wanting to borrow your Slime to help with some biological sampling. As you know, Slimes, being magical creatures, have always been a focus for our school's research. Don't worry, we're asking for simple cooperation..."

Rooney courteously explained his intentions.

Though not forcefully stated, Shami knew that when Saint Karno School recruited him, it was largely because of the living Slime.

It was something he couldn't say no to.

The Biological Garden was the place where Kato Taka once flew out.

Shami hesitated for a moment and nodded, agreeing.

"But I need to stay with the Slime at all times; without me, it might cause a rampage."

"Of course, that's fine."

How much trouble could one Slime cause?

Rooney laughed heartily, not exposing it, and directed Shami toward the Biological Garden.

After saying goodbye, Shami took the Slime to the Biological Garden.

The jelly creature inside the pet box seemed a bit uneasy.

"Don't worry, while I'm around, you won't be turned into a Slime specimen," Shami assured.

The jelly creature's eyes flashed with a series of heart shapes at Shami.

The Biological Garden, an independent facility in Saint Karno School, resembled a research institute focusing on a single aspect, except the Biological Garden studied creatures from across the continent.

Magical creatures were among the key focuses of the Biological Garden's research.

The Biological Garden aimed to understand various magical creatures, tame ordinary magical creatures into those humans could command, and study the weaknesses of powerful magical beings to defeat them with minimal casualties.

Having produced significant research results and housing thousands of species, the Biological Garden held a high place in Saint Karno School.

Whenever open on weekends, many students came to visit it.

Upon arriving at the Biological Garden, several men in white research uniforms came to meet Shami.

"Hello, Teacher Shami, thank you for your cooperation. Please come in."

With the jelly, Shami followed the group slowly into the Biological Garden.

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Illustration:

At night, the white-haired girl hiding in her room, diligently reviewing her lessons at her desk.

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