InsaneJournal

It was just a normal morning for Kaito. He'd fallen into the world very recently, but he was enjoying settling into a nice little morning routine. Getting a shower and getting dressed for school before the sun rose, and then getting breakfast ready and tidying up before Miku woke up. It was a cozy sort of life for him.

He was taking out the garbage after leaving the breakfast of fresh fruit and steamed rice and morning soup for Miku in the kitchen, and walked into the alley with the small sack of refuse. It was there that he was approached by a blue, gelatinous blob with a small smile and big, black eyes. It was on top of the garbage can.

Kaito tried to ignore it. It wobbled at him. He tried to shoo it away from the garbage can lid. It wobbled at him and looked somewhat confused. And then Kaito tried to push it away and it jumped up and hit him in the face, with the force of a heavy slap, before it landed back on the garbage can and wobbled some more.

Oh. It was on. Kaito picked up the slime - which was about the size of  a basketball - and chucked it across the alley, where it dissolved against the stone wall and dropped a few coins. Kaito pumped his fist in a momentary fit of victory, before setting the garbage in the can, and pocketing the coins.

... And that was when he turned back to get back to the flat, and saw three red slimes blocking his way.

This meant war. He picked up an old broom that had been left near the garbage, and broke it off, before spinning the handle. These slimes were going down.