you are the grand spirit of Jura, you control the whole of the forest and you are its protector

one day a group of Rimuru, Shion, and Diablo intrude upon your territory, they hack down vines with their swords as they explore deep into the woods

Rimuru: “I better not get any ticks.”

Shion: she pulls her shirt a couple of times, airing out and bouncing her breasts “damn it's hot.”

Diablo: “You two are hopeless.”