Who Is the World’s Strongest Appraiser? ~Living in Another World With Satisfying Meals~

Registering A Familiar At The Adventurers’ Guild

Ancient Slime.

It’s such a rare monster that most adventurers have only heard of it through books or rumors. Even the smallest ones can grow to the size of a two-story building, and if you encounter one in a dungeon, you’ll have a hard time defeating it due to its elasticity and massive size. The materials it drops are undoubtedly rare, but in this world without magic, slimes become harder to defeat the higher their rank. …Elastic rubber is hard to cut. It requires power to crush.

Of course, a seasoned adventurer could probably cut it. But still, the opponent is a giant slime. It’s a troublesome monster that won’t disappear until its core is shattered. The only relief is that most slimes are gentle, and they rarely attack unless provoked.

Now, Yuuri, who picked up such an exceptionally rare variant of the Ancient Slime without thinking, stood at the entrance of the Adventurers’ Guild, cradling a slime the size of a soccer ball. He thought about disguising it as a puppy, but that would reveal it as a level that could be disguised, so it was rejected by Arrol. A slime the size of a soccer ball would be perceived as a low to mid-level monster, so walking around with it in slime form wouldn’t cause too much fear.

Having picked up this slime thinking it was a puppy and then being given various explanations by the monster tamer Arrol, Yuuri concluded that he wanted to keep it. Since the slime had also grown fond of Yuuri, and with its own apparent will, it was decided to keep it at the hideout.

However, no matter how gentle or friendly a monster is, it’s still a monster. Since the Adventurers’ Guild office was already closed for the day, the slime became Yuuri’s pillow as they slept together. The next morning, Yuuri was quickly tossed out by Ally, who told him to go register the familiar while leaving other chores to the apprentices.

In place of the clueless Yuuri, the professional monster tamer Arrol handled all the procedures. …A high school boy being cared for by a 10-year-old.

“Hey, isn’t this the kid from before? What’s with the slime?”

“…Hi? Oh, hello. I’m here for the familiar registration today.”

“Familiar? You mean this slime?”

“Yes.”

The adventurer who spoke to Yuuri while smiling at the slime he was holding was the same one who had been at the guild during the incident when Yuuri had seen through the enslaving accessories. Since he was armed, he must have been heading out for a quest. He looked at Yuuri and the slime he was carrying with a tilted head.

“Do you know which reception to go to? If not, I can show you.”

“Ah, that’s…”

“You don’t need it because I’m here.”

The one who cut off the man’s offer was Arrol, who had emerged from inside the guild. Today, the 10-year-old still had a white snake wrapped around his neck and glanced briefly at the man, repeating that it wasn’t necessary. Though Arrol showed childlike behavior when emotions were disturbed, generally, Arrol was an unusually mature child who did not change his attitude even toward the man.

The man did not seem annoyed but looked at Arrol with curiosity. He appeared to be just a child. The white snake around his neck was the only oddity, but otherwise, Arrol looked no older than 10. His strange confidence seemed to make the man a bit worried. Despite his rugged adventurer appearance, he seemed kind. Perhaps it was because Yuuri and Arrol looked so childlike. …Yuuri’s youthful face combined with his age made him look like a child in this world. He was 17, though.

“Are you really okay?”

“I’m saying it’s fine.”

“Arrol, you should be careful with how you speak. Thank you for your concern. But Arrol is a monster tamer, so it’s alright.”

“A kid like that is a Monster Tamer?!”

The man shouted in surprise. His shout caused a stir among the people in the guild. Being a Monster Tamer requires special abilities. Simply knowing monsters isn’t enough. To be called a true monster tamer, one must be able to command monsters and communicate with them. …It’s not genuine if one is just forcibly controlling monsters with drugs or something.

Yuuri’s way of speaking made the man realize that Arrol was a genuine Monster Tamer. The shock of such a young child having that job seemed to leave him astonished. That’s fine. It can’t be helped. But still.

“…Who are you calling a brat?”

“Hey, mister, Arrol is a girl.”

“…Huh?”

For the first time, Arrol’s sophisticated demeanor turned into a pouty child’s demeanor. She buried her face in the white snake wrapped around her neck. She was completely sulking. In her place, Yuuri confronted the man with the facts. The man was surprised and looked at the child who called himself “I”. The shirt was a pullover type with no buttons. The slim pants were loose, and the shirt was similar, making it impossible to discern the body shape. However, there was not a single decorative element.

“A girl?”

“Sorry about that. I don’t have much feminine charm, but I’m a girl nonetheless.”

“Arrol is so cute, though?”

“Only Yuuri says that.”

“It’s not true. Cute, cute.”

Yuuri patted the sulking Arrol on the head. The slime also bounced against Arrol’s feet to comfort her. After being consoled by the two, Arrol seemed to recover her mood and exhaled before starting to walk with Yuuri. …By the way, Arrol was still childlike enough to stick out her tongue at the man as they left.

Yuuri was taken to the guild master’s office, for some reason. Yuuri was puzzled about how this happened, but Arrol remained composed. The guild master, who welcomed them, still looked like an old butler. His monocle suited him well today as well.

“Welcome, Yuuri-kun. And Arrol-kun, thank you for your hard work.”

“I apologize for making such an abrupt and unexpected request. However, I thought it would be more constructive to discuss it directly with the guild master.”

“You’re still such a formal child. So, is this a matter that requires you to go this far?”

“Yes.”

Yuuri was left behind as the discussion progressed. “Seems like something big happened,” he said, speaking to the slime he was holding. The slime made a small, cute sound and rubbed its body against Yuuri’s stomach, showing affection.

After glancing at Yuuri and the slime, Arrol pointed decisively at the slime. The slime, suddenly pointed at, looked at Arrol with a puzzled sound.

“Guild master, this slime is one Yuuri picked up. …Its species name is Ancient Slime Variant.”

“…Huh?”