What’s a Salacious Slime? – Part 01

One morning in September. Not long into the new term, already dealing with unexpected chaos, I sat down to breakfast at an ungodly hour.

I might not look it, but I was a zombie. Extremely nocturnal. So I got moving before the sun fully rose.

If it were cloudy, I could take my time heading out, but today the weather girl promised a beautiful autumn sky, so I had to rush to school early.

That meant I ate breakfast a bit faster than usual.

“Ayumu, refill! Pile it on!”

“Aren’t you eating way too much for this early in the morning?”

The person next to me was eating an absurd amount.

I gave another heaping serving of rice to the girl who just started her third bowl before breakfast was even over.

Today’s menu was natto, salmon, and miso soup. Usually, two more people would be here, but one