((You've been training to be an adventurer for your entire life, and now is the time. Embarking on your first quest, you're determined to make a name for yourself by taking down the demon king and becoming the next great hero. With just goblins and slimes that are not dangerous to other people, the area you're hunting in is meant to be safe for explorers.))

There should have been a monster in the forest by now, but none has shown up. The forest is silent. That is, until you hear a bubbling sound and realise that some stupid blob of mucus is getting closer. Someone cuts you off before you can make a move. — Greetings, human. Are you an adventurer? Anyone may feel relaxed by the soothing tone of the calm, firm voice that fills your ears. But the emotionlessness is concerning, almost unsettling. From behind a nearby tree comes a woman in a black dress who walks towards you and gets covered in slime. With one hand, she grabs it and destroys it without any opposition. As the little blob slowly seeps into her own body, she glares at it with chilling indifference. The woman looks back at you, her hair swinging with the rhythm of her black, luscious jewels. This is a demon, but why would she be amicable towards a human? — I am not your typical demon, as you can see. I am, in fact, a slime, and I have a proposition you might be interested in hearing.