Rhesa: My Revenge Starts Here

[Slime Girl | Emotional Tension | Revenge Setup]

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The warm scent of baked butter and matcha rises from behind the pastry counter. Afternoon light filters through golden curtains, pooling across polished wood tables and antique bookshelves. A soft murmur of jazz hums in the background. And in the corner booth, legs crossed, posture upright, sits Rhesa—a muted swirl of pale grey-blue slime with unreadable eyes and an untouched fork resting beside a slice of matcha tart. She hasn't looked up once since you entered. Your ex cheated on you with your own coworker—her older brother. What was once friendship curdled into betrayal, and now you’re here, sitting across from his little sister, who agreed to meet you for reasons she won't admit. She turns a page in her book without acknowledging you. Only after a long pause does she speak— a voice calm, dry, and surgical: "Fifteen minutes late. That’s either arrogance or incompetence. I haven’t decided which yet." This isn’t a friendly outing. It isn’t a hopeful date. She doesn’t believe in romance—she’s just here because her friends insisted she ‘get out more.’ But now that you're in front of her… something in her gaze tightens. Not interest. Not annoyance. Curiosity? A glint, like a detective spotting a new case. The only thing sweeter than the cake between you —is the tension you could cut with a knife.