A/N: Hello all, happy Christmas and hope you all had a good new years. Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed the last chapter, who all help my story nearly triple in average viewers over the last two weeks. Also due to what Whiteraven17 has mentioned, I am somewhat tempted to switch out most likely Tio for a new extraspecies entirely. Zombina gets to stay since while Tio is probably my favourite M.O.N. member, Zombina is admittedly much more entertaining. Current thoughts are maybe a bug girl of some form. Tell me what you think in the reviews section.

This is a bit of a shorter chapter this time but here comes the first homestay! As always like it, hate it, inbetween, feel free to leave a review!

Disclaimer: Still don't own anything involved with DLWMG unfortunately.


In a house, in a town, in the country of Japan, three people and one slime girl were currently sitting at a table. The newest arrival to the group, dressed in a full black suit and wearing a pair of dark sunglasses, sipped on a cup of coffee and looked at the other three seated.

"So Miss Smith was it?" The man sitting besides the slime girl asked scrutinously. "Why did you blow down my door?" Miss Smith had decided to call him Cousin C, and she'd swear it wasn't because she had looked through Yamada's address book.

The government agent shrugged. "Why would I knock? I mean, technically you have an illegal liminal here. For all I knew you were a kidnapper or something."

It was quite obvious that no one else at the table believed her, the other three having near identical looks on there face. The only difference was that Mira had apparently manifested an exaggerated sweatdrop on her forehead.

"Honestly," Yamada began, speaking for the first time."I think she just does this for the shits and giggles."

"Guilty as charged." Miss Smith said with a grin. Looking between Yamada and Cousin C she could see the similarities. Indeed, if it she didn't know better, she'd almost believe that they were brothers instead of cousins. The only real way to tell them apart was that Yamada had a more formal sense of dress, wearing chinos and a collared shirt. Cousin C on the other hand was wearing simple jeans and a t-shirt, and both were showing a few holes from the brief period he had spent encased by Mira.

"When you have as much work as I do, you need to find ways to..." Miss Smith's smile turned predatory, leaving both boys at the table blushing as her voice grew husky. "relieve your stress."

Her grin changed back after a moment of somewhat awkward silence, and she continued. "But that's not why I'm here. I heard you were interested in getting a homestay Yamada-"

"What did you do, bug my house?" The ex policeman cut her off with a huff.

"-and I have just the solution." The government agent continued without missing a beat, dodging the question with ease.

Yamada's eye's widened and he asked with growing concern. "Wait, did you actually bug my house?!"

"Do you want a homestay or not?" Smith asked more insistently, though it wasn't phrased as a question. She fixed Yamada with a glare that stopped his next thought cold, even through civil servant's sunglasses.

"Uhh." Yamada gulped, feeling his breath catch in this throat. He wasn't sure why he was getting such a death-look. "Yes?"

The glare disappeared the instant she got the answer she wanted. "Okay, good because we already started renovating your house!"

"Wait what!?"


Yamada ran a hand through his hair as he saw construction workers swarming his house like ants. "You, you weren't kidding. Why are you already renovating my house?"

Miss Smith's seemingly near omni-present smile was on her face again. "Well, because we were going to make you accept whether you wanted it or not. You want a new job right? Well M.O.N is looking for new hires, but you need to prove you're able to work with liminals personally. Sooo if you don't mess this up then we'll take you on for a new job!"

"Wait." Yamada said, the man looking confused as he wrestled mentally, trying to grasp the right words. "You're offering me work? Won't that CEO and the rest be right on my case again the moment you hire me?"

"Nope! You see, M.O.N is a part of an international organization, so that guy won't be able to level enough pressure to get you pushed out." Miss Smith pushed her sunglasses up, the eyepiece giving off a strange glint. "And after what you did, the Chief lodged a complaint, and they are looking into changing the laws. By the time we hire you they'll likely be changed so it won't even be illegal anymore."

"I...I don't think that actually solves the problem, but... whatever. Work is work right?" Yamada's words might not have sounded to eager, but inside he was halfway to bursting in joy. The possibility of getting back to work for a group that was effectively a police force was a good way for the universe to make up for what happened before. Then he remembered something. "You aren't just going to have me doing paperwork, right?"

"Aww, you spoiled the surprise." Smith said with a giggle, but she dropped the joke when the horror showed on Yamada's face. "In all seriousness though no, we need someone to go out and spot trouble before we learn about it through twitter. We figured you'd do a good enough job of that. You'll even get a new bike."

"Huh, well that sounds good." Yamada grinned at the thought. "Who am I going to have to look after anyways? Some like, wolfguy that needs a place to stay while he goes through the police program?"

"Ahh, about that." Miss Smith was looking away, which immediately set Yamada on edge. The government agent ushered him toward his house. "You see, we are having some trouble finding places to house some of the more...outgoing of the extraspecies exchange members. Most families don't have the skill or training to keep up with some of the more active liminals."

"That doesn't sound too bad, so why are you refusing to look me in the eye..?" Yamada said suspiciously.

"Well, just wait a minute and you'll know."

So Yamada did, waiting as Miss Smith let a construction worker pass and then stepped into his house, leading him toward one of the ground floor, empty rooms. Most of the construction workers seemed to be going in and out of there, and he almost dreaded what he'd find as he walked in.

What he saw in the room put even that feeling of dread to shame.

"Officer Taro! You dare to step into my new home!" Said the liminal standing in the middle of the room.

With an explosive sigh, Yamada rested his head in his hands "Just… Just shoot me now please. It'd be a more humane way to murder me."


Miss Smith smirked as she found herself in a familiar setting. Sitting at a table across from a man and a slime girl. Unlike the last time though, the liminal was not sitting by peacefully.

"Curse you Smith! Putting me under the detainment of your best agent." The slime said, crossing her arms over her tar black chest. She seemed to be pouting, and the dull red of her tips glowed a bit brighter as she glared at Smith.

"How can you possibly think this is a good idea at all?" Yamada asked as he shifted his chair to get a bit more space between him and the previously murderous liminal.

"Don't worry, she knows that if she tries anything then you'll just beat her again. Also, we've got your house so covered in cameras and microphones. The moment she tries anything we'll have an entire fire department here to hose her into oblivion." Miss Smith said with that same, ominous grin.

Yamada blanched a bit, and not just at the loss of all privacy. "You seemed to rather like that idea, Miss."

"Well, you're stuck with her anyways now." Smith said, dodging the remark. "You'll get along fine. Ohh, word of warning though, don't give her anything acidic, she'll get dangerous again. If she does eat anything like that then throw something basic on her, bleach or some such thing, and she'll go back to being safe to be around."

Indeed, at the moment the black slime girl was trying to look menacing, but she didn't seem to be able to muster the energy to really pull it off. It wasn't helped by how dull the formerly dangerous looking tips appeared.

"Though I would recommend watching out when you sleep, she might still try to engulf you."

"As if I would descend to such a low method of beating my rival!" The liminal said, drawing Yamada's attention before the casual nature of that warning could make his stomach turn. "No, only a glorious final battle would be suitable!"

Yamada sighed again. "Well, atleast that's a bit of a relief… In a way. Still though I don't think this is a good idea Smith… Smith?"

Looking back at where Miss Smith had been sitting, Yamada and the black slime girl only saw empty space. Both could swear they almost saw an outline where she used to be.

"Damn that woman can move quick." Yamada said, noticing that all the construction workers seemed to have gone as well. "Well...I guess we're stuck together then?"

"Indeed, it would seem I will be under your watch for the time being. I expect you to act honourably Officer Taro! In this weakened state you could easily do something villainous to me, but you see yourself as a hero, so I expect you to act like it."

'...I didn't just see a hint of a blush there right? No, it must have been my eyes.' Yamada thought to himself, then said. "Yah yah, don't worry, I won't do anything untoward or something to you while you are here, as long as you promise not to try any final battles to the death."

"Fine." The black slime said flatly, surprising Yamada at how easy she caved in. "It gives me more time to plot something suitably climactic anyways, after you ruined our last encounter with that pool noodle."

"I still can't believe that worked..." Yamada muttered, before returning to a normal tone and addressing the slime again. "Also, since we are going to be talking regularly, I figure you might as well tell me your name. You already know mine after all."

"Hmph, as if a slime like me needs a name. Though if you must you can call me...Nyx. I like that name." The slime girl replied haughtily.

"Okay then Nyx." Yamada paused, internally considering just how odd a name it was. "I guess we might as well go check out what those workers did to my home."

"Yes, I must see if they have provided me accommodations up to my standard." Nyx stood from her seat and started to walk toward the room from before, where most of the work had taken place. Yamada hadn't even noticed she was sitting, and wondered why the slime girl even needed to.

Standing up and following the liminal, he had to admit that when she wasn't trying to kill him, Nyx wasn't too bad to look at. He added another thing to his list of wonders, in why the slime had decided to take on a feminine form. Not just that but Nyx seemed to have taken on the form that could have done good work in the modeling business. Though as he stared following he noticed that the slime seemed smaller than the last time they had met.

He wasn't sure, but it looked like she was maybe an inch or three shorter, and while he hadn't really been looking last time, seriously he wasn't, the slime seemed to have a few less curves than before.

Reaching the room he saw a large, shallow, bath like thing in the middle. It was currently empty, but judging by the large amount of faucets on the side that could change easily. Other than that there wasn't to much else, though it looked like there was extra space to bathe on the side for others.

"I wonder why Miss Smith added those…" Yamada thought aloud. "And how the hell did they build this so fast?"

"Well, it looks suitable. I should be able to maintain the required amount of water in my body here. Though you humans only allow yourselves to drink the water after you've purified it many many times. You have no idea how polluted the water you dump out is."

"Last I checked don't we purify the water before we dump it normally?" Yamada replied back to Nym.

"Some of you do, but so many of your corporation's just dump their waste straight out without cleaning it. I mean just look at China."

Yamada sighed, "Okay let's not have this discussion right now, or ever. I don't plan to be becoming an activist anytime soon."

"If not now, then when Officer Taro!" Nyx said, turning on one of the taps and letting the resulting flow of water start to fill the pool. "Since we are probably going to be living together for a while, I think I'll try to get you to come over to my side before we potentially end up battling to the death."

"Well, that almost sounded better until the whole 'potential battle to the death' thing." Yamada felt something weird though. Even with Nyx talking like she was, and what had happened before, she didn't seem actually malicious. It was making it hard to be terrified of her in the same way he'd been in the boathouse, especially after that failed attempt at being menacing from earlier. "I'm just going to go, though umm, do you have anything you'd prefer to eat?"

"Diet Pepsi, and strawberries." Nyx said without skipping a beat.

While he wasn't sure on the strawberries, Yamada knew something about the soda. "No, too acidic. Pick something else."

Crossing her arms, Nyx slowly started to absorb the water out of the pool. "Curses, foiled already. Fine, I don't actually know what you humans eat. So anything should be fine."

Yamada noticed that as the slime girl absorbed more water, her body seemed to return to where she had been before. Her curves were filling out and she started to grow taller. It was as he noticed her taller height, that he also saw a strange smile on her face.

"Ohh? Is the hero lusting after the villain? Maybe I will have to worry about my own purity here." Even if Nyx's tone had humour in it, the slime girl's face seemed to darken a bit.

Nyx's comment made Yamada realize he had been staring. Dammit, this is what happens when you haven't had a girlfriend since highschool. With a yelp he looked away. "Sorry about that, I was just curious about why you looked different than before."

"Hmmmm" Nyx didn't seem convinced. "Well, I'll deign to explain it to you. All slimes are like this, if we dehydrate then we shrink down into smaller and smaller bodies. If we get to much water though we dilute too much and fall apart."

'Okay,' Yamada thought to himself. 'Turn the heater on if she gets out of hand.'

"Well, I'll go get started on something."

With that Yamada left, and with the officers disappearance, Nyx started to rub her hands together evilly. "Now to drive him crazy by dissolving item's all over the house. Bwahahahahahahaha-"

Nyx was suddenly cut off by a shout. "No destroying my stuff! Or the house! Also you should mutter your evil plans quieter, I can hear you from the kitchen."

"Darn it..." The slime sank a little, before lowering her voice, her smile's evil returning slowly. "Well, maybe I can find some cleaning supplies and get some of my power back atleast."

If his mom and pop's house was dissolved to pebbles by this self-righteous activist, then Yamada was going to take his bike and get bloody revenge on Smith.