–Chapter 93–
"I am proud of you, son."
The statement reverberated in Dean's mind. Again and again. And he honestly didn't know how to react to that.
But while he was numb. Ash reacted in his place. The slime suddenly bounced, sensing the underlying joy in Dean.
It wobbled towards Ying, coming from across the desk excitedly.
Ying stared at it with a cautious expression. But the slime didn't mind, instead it stretched out a tiny pseudopod from its body toward the cautious Ying.
"Okay…that's funny," Richard burst out laughing. Even as Dean covered his face, saying. "Hey buddy come."
Ash ignored both of them, still stretching towards Ying who finally reciprocated the Slime's attempt by stretching out his own finger to poke the slime like a fist bump.
Mid contact, Ash's body began to glow brightly as the pseudopod twisted and wrapped around Ying's finger.
The tension in the room began to dissipate in that moment even as Ying's expression grew warmer.
