About my marriage to a slime

My name is now Limru Tempest.

Ah Shi will be called Shi Mishang Tempest from now on, hehe, even if I reincarnate, Ah Shi will still be my wife.

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Qingmao absent-mindedly took a sip of the milk while the slime grinning triumphantly popped up in his mind from time to time.

Uncle Mikami reincarnated as a slime, and then got a new name Limulu Tempest.

In other words... Uncle Mikami is Limuru?

Qing Nushi's eyes slid across the face of the girl with silver blue hair on the opposite side of the table, and then fell on her husband beside her.

It's breakfast time now, and breakfast was prepared at Qingmao. The husband who had been away from home for a long time finally returned home. Qingmao was not willing to let him get up early to work, and the husband was not willing to be too busy at Qingmao. After Shi forcefully ordered him to go back to sleep, he muttered that breakfast should be simple, I want to eat a sandwich, this sentence is very familiar, every time I have to get up early to prepare breakfast, my husband only asks for a sandwich.

Her uncle Sankami really cared about her the most.Qing Nushi was sweet in his heart, and walked out of the room after dropping a sweet good morning kiss on her husband's face.

On this day, Limuru, the girl who always knocked on the door of Qingmao early in the morning and called her to go for a morning jog, rarely overslept, and woke up at the same time as Mikami Satoru who had returned to sleep. When the two met in the restaurant, they became familiar with each other. After saying hello, they both sat down with Kienuma, who was serving sandwiches, hot milk, and coffee. Mikami Satoru sat on the right side of Kienuma, and Limru sat opposite Kienuma. The two moved in unison. He picked up the sandwich and took a bite at the same time at exactly the same time.

When secretly observing the two people's Qingmao: ...

For the first time, I found that not only the taste of Limru is the same as that of Uncle Mikami, but also the habit and action of eating breakfast are the same as Uncle Mikami, um, a bit like a middle-aged uncle.

No, now it's not a matter of studying how the two of them had breakfast. The question now is, why did she have such absurd dreams?

Could it be that she has been thinking about Limru so much that she has imagined that Limru and Uncle Mikami have the same identity?

... is simply ridiculous.

Kienuma clenched the mug in her hand in confusion. She admitted that she had a crush on Limru, but she was already married, and she could fall in love with many people, but whether it was a thousand years later or a thousand years ago, she There is only one choice that can be made.

And she had already made a choice.

[Xiaobai, I feel so uncomfortable. I actually dreamed that Uncle Mikami turned into a slime. The real identity of slime is Limuru, which means that Uncle Mikami is Limru. Limuru and Uncle Mikami are equated, do I love Limuru so deeply? 】Qingmao issued a torture from the soul in his heart.

[... Please correctly distinguish between dreams and reality. 】The artificial intelligence quasi-white replied feebly.

[But... I can feel the slime's affection for me in the dream. 】

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[Stop, stop, I don't want to hear the introduction of Slime. 】

[Reminder: Emotional counseling is not included in the function list. 】

[So you really understand my needs, or do you choose to ignore me?Ah, what a heartless library you are. 】

【…】

...You also know that I am a library?

The artificial intelligence imitation white almost didn't complain on the spot, it wisely chose to keep silent, and when it didn't get a response, it felt sad again.

Love makes people troubled, but fortunately, her love for Mikami Satoru has not changed.

Kienuma turned her head and took a deep look at Mikami Satoru, recalling the sweetness and sourness of love, and then, a nausea surged in her stomach.

"Well……!"

Kienuma covered his mouth with a pale face.

"Ashi, are you okay?!"

The two sitting at the same table stood up at the same time. When the man on the right hand, Mikami Satoru, worriedly stretched out his hand to support Kiyonuma, who couldn't straighten up in disgust, at the same time, the girl who was separated from Kiyonuma by a table walked around the table. Jumping to Kiyonuma Toki's left side, he put his hands on Kiyonuma Toki's back even more nervously to caress.

When clearing the marsh, he bowed his head and retched, only feeling his stomach churn.

"Is it hard, Ah Shi?" the girl Limulu asked nervously.

"It's okay... vomit!" Qingnuma suddenly jumped up from the chair and rushed to the kitchen to find the trash can. The intense desire to vomit made her completely have no time to care about her image, so she vomited the milk she drank for breakfast while holding the trash can come out.

"Ashi, are you okay?"

"Do you want some hot water?"

The cup filled with warm water was brought up to Kiyonuma, and Kiyonuma raised his head in a trance, and saw two... different, her husband Mikami Satoru and his friend Rimuru squatting in front of the trash can, watching the vomitus with longing eyes. Kiyonuma, who was about to shed tears and snot, had exactly the same frightened expression on both faces.

"Ah Shi..."

"Ah Shi..."

"do you want……"

"do you want……"

"Wipe it..."

"Wipe it..."

Not only did the two look at Kiyonuma with the same frightened expression, but they also spoke in unison and in tune as if they were singing in chorus. They even spoke at the same point, with an unbelievably high synchronization rate.

When clearing the marsh, he vomited and his brain was congested, and he was dizzy. Now he looked at the two people who spoke and moved in exactly the same way, and the expressions on their faces became even more dazed.

The two people in front of them were pulling out a tissue in unison and handing it to Kiyonuma Toki.

"You guys..." Kiyonuma opened her mouth, a tube of snot hung from her nose, Kiyonuma blinked dully, and in the next second, she snatched the snot from someone in front of her at an unprecedented speed. Tissue, turned his head and covered his nose.

... Well, what a shame!

While clearing the marsh, she wiped her nose with a paper towel, because the pressure in the blood vessels increased due to vomiting, her eyes were red at the moment, and the eyes were filled with water mist, like a weak and frightened rabbit.

"Ashi, are you okay?"

"Ashi, are you okay?"

The two people in front carefully looked at the girl who was anxious to wipe her nose. They didn't notice that they always spoke in unison. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It's okay..."

Qingmashi's voice still had a strong nasal sound. After she wiped her nose, she was finally willing to let go of rubbing the red tip of her nose. She wiped the tears from her eyes again and said sullenly: "I probably ate my stomach badly." Yeah, I suddenly felt nauseous just now..."

"Is it still disgusting now?"

"Is it still disgusting now?"

A double question sounded in his ears again, Kienuma touched his stomach and shook his head lightly.

"...I don't feel sick anymore, I feel much better after vomiting."

"Let's go to the hospital."

"Let's go to the hospital."

Qingmao Shi: "..."

Qingmao Shi: "Why do you..."

"what?"

"what?"

The two people in front of them showed exactly the same blank expressions, and they didn't realize how synchronized their expression changes were with the content and tone of their speech. Looking at the blank husband Mikami Satoru and the blank friend Limuru in Kienuma Toki, Shi in the dream Lime flashed through her mind, and she spoke slowly: "I suddenly realized that you seem, almost, to be the same person..."

"..."

"..."

Mikami Satoru and Rimuru, who seemed to be the same person, looked at each other. Limru first jumped up in shock, and leaned in front of Kienuma Toki, and then Sankami Satoru also leaned in front of Kienuma Toki in disbelief.

"Ashi! Look clearly, I'm so cute, how can I resemble him!"

"Ah Shi! Look clearly, I am so handsome, how can I look like her!"

The two pointed at each other and stared at Qingmao unbearably, as if Qingmao said that they were like each other, and they stopped doing it.

Qingmao Shi: "..."

... more and more alike.

But the two of them are relatives. If there is a blood relationship, it is normal for their words and deeds to be similar occasionally, right?

Qingmao, who was thinking like this, did not suspect him, and did not take everything in the dream seriously. She looked at the angry husband and best friend in front of her again, and coaxed with a smile: "That's right, Ah Wu is so handsome. Mulu is so cute, nothing like it."

"..."

"..."

The girl's emerald green eyes are filled with a soft smile, her bright little face is full of tenderness and indulgence, her voice is so sweet, the man Mikami Satoru and the girl Rimuru who are staring at the girl like a hedgehog are slightly open in a daze mouth, the next second, the two of them died down, blushing and turned their heads away, not daring to stare again.

Seeing this in Qingmao, the smile in his eyes deepened, and the shy two were silently exchanging thoughts.

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!She praised me for being handsome! 】

[Yes, yes, he praised me for being handsome, and she was also super cute when she called me Ah Wu! 】

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The morning jog in the morning was cancelled, not only was the morning jog canceled, but he was also dragged to the hospital in Qingmao.

After Kienuma vomited once in the morning, her husband Mikami Satoru and his good friend Limru were very nervous and insisted on sending him to the hospital for an examination. Since Mikami Satoru had to go to work, Kienuma decided to let Limru Going with her alone, Mikami Satoru was a little reluctant to make the decision of Kienuma Shi, but when Kienuma Shi heard that Mikami Satoru wanted to ask for leave, his emerald green eyes suddenly widened. Just ask for leave for small things.

It's no small matter that Ah Shi is sick!Mikami Satoru, who was pushed out of the door, complained unwillingly before leaving.

In this regard, Kienuma waved his fist energetically and said: Look at me so energetic, it doesn't look like I'm sick, so go to work.

Then, Mikami Satoru went to work with one step at a time.

Wearing a woolen cap with ear protectors and a knitted red scarf, Limuru insisted on going out in full armor at Qingmaoshi. Today Limuru was really frightened by Qingmao’s gastrointestinal reaction in the morning. I was very nervous about her, and on the way to the hospital, I kept asking her if she was cold and if she was not feeling well.

Facing the girl's concern, Kienuma did not show any impatience, and responded obediently one by one.

Entering Yokohama General Hospital, Limuru waited in the waiting area while pressing Kienuma. She eagerly ran to make an appointment for her doctor. The waiting process was not long, but it was enough for the artificial intelligence to check her physical condition.

【How about it, Xiaobai? 】Qingma asked a question in his mind.

【Preliminary test: The vital signs are normal, the blood HCG is as high as 13758, and the gestational sac of 1.3X1.2cm can be seen in the uterine cavity. 】

【Huh?Gestational sac? 】

[Conclusion: Intrauterine early pregnancy, it is speculated that the individual was pregnant at the time of Qingmao, and the gestational week was about 5 weeks. 】

"Pregnant?!" Qing Nushi yelled in surprise. With her sound, people waiting around looked at her. Qing Nushi hurriedly covered her mouth, blushed and lowered her head, "I'm sorry... ..."

"Pregnant?"

A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and she raised her head in surprise, and saw a black-haired middle-aged man standing in front of her, wearing beige trousers and a purple shirt. It became a thick black wool coat.

"Mr. Mori, why are you here?" Kienuma asked suspiciously while being surprised.

"Annual physical examination."

Mr. Sen showed a gentle smile when he heard the words, and said jokingly: "After all, you are getting old, so it's okay not to pay attention to your body."

"Why, Mr. Mori looks very young." Kienuma was amused, she pointed to the empty seat beside her, and said, "Have you finished the inspection? Would you like to sit down?"

"Well, I'm waiting for the result." Mr. Mori sat down as he said, and asked casually, "Did you just say you were pregnant?"

"That... not sure yet." Kienuma said with a shy smile, twisting a bunch of black hair hanging on his chest, "But I should be...pregnant."

"How many weeks?" Mr. Mori asked again.

Qingnuma: "A few weeks...it should be 5 weeks."

After Qingmao finished replying, Mr. Mori fell into silence, his index finger pointing down on his knees, as if falling into some kind of anxiety, Qingmao looked at the silent Mr. Mori, and suddenly found that his face was paler than before, The wrinkles in the corners of his eyes also became deeper, his black eyes were like a quagmire, but the white sclera on his eyeballs was covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Mr. Mori, you look tired..." Kienuma asked hesitantly and worriedly, "Have you been working overtime recently?"

"Yeah, I was busy some time ago, but I have been free these two days."

Faced with the worries of Qingmao, Mr. Mori returned a grateful smile. The smiling Mr. Mori's complexion was still pale, and the slightly curved corners of his eyes made his eye sockets deep, and the dark circles under the eye sockets and the creases at the corners of the eyes became more serious. Obvious.

Mr. Sen is more than ten years older than half a month ago.

Mr. Sen suddenly came to the hospital for an examination. He said it was just a routine examination, but his complexion was so bad...

Mr. Sen couldn't be... sick, right?

Qingmao's face suddenly changed.

[Xiaobai, help Mr. Mori check his body. 】

[Individual Morin Taro, undergoing a CT scan...the head CT showed no abnormalities, the heart, both lungs and mediastinum showed no abnormalities, the lower abdomen...visible...no abnormalities...]

After a long scan, the artificial intelligence Mishiro came to the conclusion that Morin Taro's physical signs were normal, and his body was just overtired and in a sub-healthy state.

Just too tired?

Looking at the haggard Mr. Mori at Kienuma, thinking that she has been cared for by the other party for five years, but when the other party is so hard and tired, she may even encounter difficulties that cannot be solved, but she is unconscious. He pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Sen, if you encounter difficulties, you can tell me and I will help."

Mr. Sen is a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. He is broad-minded and caring. He always likes to run to the slums in his spare time. He will serve as a volunteer to help people in need. Wherever bombings or robbery occur in the urban area, he always appears Worried, such as the Maruzen Building and the Kaihe Bridge near the port that were bombed some time ago, while Mr. Mori was worried about the injured people and reprimanded the criminals who committed the crimes, he also felt sorry for the economic losses suffered by the country.

After growing up in the millennium without currency transactions, Kienuma Toki had no idea of ​​how much economic loss would be caused by the construction of bridges and buildings, but this did not prevent her from volunteering and offering to repair the blown-up buildings and bridges with magic power, perfect Repairing damaged objects is the basis of mana, and it couldn't be easier for Kienuma Toki.

In order to solve Mr. Mori's troubles, Kienuma spent ten seconds repairing the bombed building and the broken bridge.

Kienuma clearly remembered that day when Mr. Mori looked at her with sparkling eyes, and Mr. Mori, who would be gloomy from time to time, had never been so radiant.

"Oh? Help?"

When the silent Mr. Mori raised his eyes to look at the marsh, the corners of his lips were raised slightly, his black eyes were as deep as an abyss, and once he fell, he could no longer climb out. When he bumped into the man's eyes in the marsh, he suddenly felt like he was being entangled by a poisonous snake. She couldn't help shivering.

"Yes, if you need my help, Mr. Mori can speak at any time..." Kienuma said, he couldn't help but rubbed his arms, and muttered, "I always feel that the temperature has dropped a bit."

"If you're pregnant, you should keep warm, Ah Shi."

The little girl asked for help innocently. It has been five years. This innocent girl has not changed at all. She still likes to tease him and say that she will do something for the city he likes. Mori Ogai looked at the unconscious girl rubbing her arms , took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, handed them to her and said, "The scarf and hat aren't warm enough, so wear another pair of gloves, Ah Shi."

The white glove was handed to her eyes. The finger holding the glove had long bones, but her skin was very pale, and her nails were slightly purple. She subconsciously stretched out her hand. Instead of taking the glove, she took the man's hand. hand.

At this time, a girl's call sounded in my ears.

"Ashi, what are you doing?"

Kienumashi turned his head, and saw the girl with silver-blue hair staring straight at the hands that Kienumashi and Mr. Mori held, her slender eyebrows were wrinkled into knots.

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The author has something to say:

The main storyline is about to begin.

Because Ah Shi pursued Boss Mori, no matter which cute king he is, he regards Boss Mori as a rival in love and is very, very hostile.

Offended Meng Wang without doing anything, Boss Mori's fried chicken is pitiful.

In the next two days, I will update again and sort out my thoughts. I want to speed up the progress. By the way, the little angels have some questions in the article. Next, I will try to write the dark lines clearly~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: WAWA, Minmin Knight, Bitou, and Yun Xiaoshang;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Yun Xiaoshang; 10 bottles of Bitou and Yuetang; 1 bottle of Lanyin Sauce;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!