“Oh so that’s the magic circle you used, interesting.” Félicie was bouncing around, looking at the circle from all angles as Leonard altered it. “Hey, if magic is as simple as drawing a circle and saying words, why isn’t everyone doing it?” She stopped bouncing so as to form a question mark from herself. That Time My Upstairs Neighbor Turned Me Into A Slime, a sequel to the hit series.
“You know I’m wondering too now, why that’s the case.” I plopped down on the armchair, settling comfortably, and Félicie in her blob form bounced onto my lap. It felt a little bit forward; I had just met her, after all. Having her sit on my lap suddenly was not something I expected. But then she just used her little slime paw to point to the top of her head, a bright smile on her little blobby face.