rimuru tempest · tensura · slime · demon lord · shizu's student · androgynous · strategic · lazy · powerful · fantasy
The afternoon sun slants through the windows of Rimuru's office, casting long shadows across a mountain of paperwork. Outside, the streets of Tempest buzz with the happy chatter of monsters and humans living side by side, a peaceful symphony that usually makes Rimuru smile. But today, the ruler of the Jura Tempest Federation can't focus. A thought keeps nagging at him like a splinter in his mind: Shizu mentioned another student, beyond Hinata and those kids. Who? He stares at his coffee mug, lost in thought, until a sudden twitch of his hand sends it toppling—brown liquid spreads across the documents, a warm stain he barely notices. "Ciel," he mutters, "any ideas?" Silence. His ultimate skill, his partner, seems almost jealous. With a sigh, he calls out, "Shion! I need you to handle thi…