Revenge

The mediocre pretty-girl Sword Maiden was in full-on menhera mode, staring into space and muttering to herself.

“Huh…? No, that doesn’t make any sense. You can do that…?”

“Um, Miss Eris?”

She went blank, as if she’d broken.

‘What the hell.’

Even when I called her name or touched her all over (especially her chest), she didn’t react.

The shock of having her two months’ progress wiped out in five seconds must’ve been too much.

‘She’ll be fine if I leave her alone.’

As time passed, the blue slime inside the Sword Maiden’s clothes started oozing out, but…

Once she came to her senses later, it became a memory that had never happened...