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Chapter 7: Iruma Gone

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Rimuru's POV

I'd been waiting in my office alone, with Sullivan. Only recently had I been able to get control of my body back from Ciel, as I needed to be the one to send them home. I also needed to create a parallel existence that could go back with them, since I had no chance of taking Aoki to another world.

I was less concerned about their safety, and more just concerned about if Aoki decided the world didn't need to exist. Not that Aoki could destroy the entire Netherworld on their own, but it would still be close without a Demon King around.

Aoki was still a baby, as well. So I needed full control over the environment they'd be brought up in.

The reason I'd decided all this was because of the boring task I had to do in Imaginary Space. At first, I wanted to watch movies, but then Ciel all but forced me to work on learning how to better use parallel processing to control our aura myself.

At first, it was grueling since my minds could not work together, but once I figured out how to use the skill properly, it became incredibly boring.

After that she had me create a bunch of low-level spells with spiritron domination, which I expected to be more interesting, but because it was just low-level holy magic for my monsters to use, instead it was a lot less interesting.

Just all the quality of life stuff that my end of holy magic lacks since I haven't had thousands of years to invent spells like Luminous.

So a cleansing spell? Nope, didn't have a spell to clean yourself.

I'm a slime, who would need that?

As it turns out, lots of people and monsters need that.

Coming up with it was boring, and that was just the first thing Ciel put on my to-do list.

"Rimuru, I made cookies!" Iruma burst into the room with a tray in his hands. He didn't knock, but I didn't care. The doors were still intact, unlike when some others barged into my office like that.

Opera followed in behind him holding a tub rather than a tray. Full of ice cream, it seemed.

Iruma set the tray on my mostly cleared desk and I took a closer look.

Misshapen and burnt, but still cookies. Chocolate chip ones, I thought, but it was kinda hard to tell at first glance.

"Did you make these yourself?"

"Yeah, it was my first time! You should try one!" Iruma said excitedly.

That explains why they look so odd...

I'd eaten much worse many times so I just smiled and took a bite out of one. Immediately I got the dull taste of flour, and a moment later the excessive amount of sugar. It ended up tasting more like pound cake, but much drier. I couldn't really taste the chocolate since it was overcooked.

It wasn't that bad. These were normal human mistakes when baking, nothing compared to some of the monstrosities Shion had delivered to me with a smile in the past.

Should I say what's wrong with them?

"I know they're not perfect, but I tried my best." Iruma sheepishly admitted.

"You used double the amount of flour you needed, and three times the sugar. You also kept them baking for a few more minutes than you should've. Otherwise, they're fine."