Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken WN

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A man is stabbed by a robber on the run after pushing his coworker and his coworkers new fiance out of the way. As he lays dying, bleeding on the ground, he hears a voice. This voice is strange and interprets his dying regret of being a virgin by giving him the [Great Sage] unique skill! Is he being made fun of !?!
Title: Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken WN
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Author: Fuse
Genre: Sports
Release: 20019
Page(Chapter): 21
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Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken WN Chapter 1

Prologue: Death and Rebirth

An ordinary life with nothing much to talk about.

Graduated from university, tentatively entered a major company as a general contractor, currently 37 years old and living alone. No girlfriend.

My elder brother whom I haven’t seen for years is the one supporting our parents, so you could say that I’m a willful bachelor.

I’m not of a short stature, and my face doesn’t look bad either. Yet I am unpopular.

At one time I did make efforts to find a girlfriend, but my heart broke after confessing and being turned down 3 times in a row. Well, after getting to this age, I find it too bothersome to care about.

While it’s true that I’m busy with work, it’s not as if not having one is particularly troubling.

I don’t mean to make excuses, you know?

The reason I was thinking about this matter was,

[Senpai. Thank you for waiting!]

*Senpai = senior

PR/N: They didn’t need this…They must have the burdened knowledge of knowing what this is…(A game of Yandere Simulator later…)

Walking towards me with a smiling face, was a refreshing young man. Together with the beauty who was alongside him.

It was Tamura, my junior at work, and the famous Madonna of our company, a receptionist named Sawatari-san.

What happened is that these two were going to get married, and I was asked for some counseling. Which is why I couldn’t help ending up questioning my unpopularity.

The meeting place after work was to be by the edge of a pedestrian crossing, and it was there that I was leaning against a post, immersed in deep thoughts.

[Yeah. So, what did you want to ask?]

I inquired while nodding a greeting towards Sawatari-san.

[Pleased to make your acquaintance, I’m Sawatari Miho. It’s our first time talking even though we see each other often. It makes me somewhat nervous.]

‘I’m the one who’s nervous here! In the first place, I’m not good with talking to women. Figure it out!’ Is what I grumbled inside.

To begin with, no matter how you look at it, you’re not supposed to consult with someone like me with no luck in love-related matters. They’re insinuating something, I’m sure of it!

[Hello. I’m Mikami Satoru. It’s okay if you just relax. Sawatari-san is famous in our company, so you don’t need to introduce yourself. By chance, I was in the same university as Tamura, and we started getting along during the company training course. We’ve known each other since then.]

[What do you mean by famous! Are there weird rumours going around about me?]

[Indeed. Like how you’re having an affair with chief OO, or that you’ve dated with △△-kun!]

*OO and △△ are substitutes for names. Imagination is the key

I couldn’t stop myself from teasing. I only meant it as a light joke, but it was cute seeing Sawatari-san become teary-eyed and red in the face.

Because my jokes are quite lacking in delicacy, I’m often told I should definitely stop making them, but I spoke it out loud by mistake anyway.

As I expected, this time was a failure too huh. Yep, I really have a bad personality.

Tamura is patting Sawatari-san on the shoulder while consoling her.

Damn you, Tamura! In a situation like this I should shout, explode you Riajuu! Or something like that.

*Explode

**Riajuu = Person living a successful/fulfilling real life (opposite of the typical otaku stereotype)

[Senpai, please leave it at that! And Miho, you’re only being teased.]

That smiling Tamura smoothed things over. He was a capable junior.

Not in the least disagreeable, a pleasant guy who was hard to hate.

Tamura was still 28 years old, and even though there was a large age difference between us, somehow we got along well. Guess I have no choice, I’ll just give them my honest blessings….

[I’m sorry about that, you see how my personality is like. Well, rather than standing around here, let’s find a place to eat and I’ll listen there.]

There’s no point in being jealous…is what I thought, but while I was speaking;

[Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!]

Along with a scream came sudden chaos.

What was that? What’s happening?

[Move! I’ll kill ya!!!]

As I turned towards that voice, I saw a man running this way while carrying a kitchen knife and bag.

I hear another scream. That man was coming closer. In his hand a kitchen knife. Kitchen knife? It’s pointed towards…

[Tamuraaaaaaaa!!]

Thud! As I shoved Tamura away,

Stab! A sudden burning pain grew in my backside.

[Don’ get’m mah way!]

*Don’ get’m mah way!

I gazed at the shrieking man as he escaped, then confirmed the safety of Tamura and Sawatari-san.

Tamura was soundlessly screaming as he rushed over to my side.

Although Sawatari-san seemed to be in a shocked trance due to the sudden incident, it looks like she wasn’t hurt. That’s a relief.

At any rate, my back feels like it’s burning. Beyond that of a simple painful sensation, the back of my body feels as if it’s on fire.

What is this? This is way too hot…spare me please.

Perhaps…I’ve been stabbed?

Getting stabbed and dying, no way…



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