Journey to Godhood Begins in Frieren

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When Shichen finished making lunch, Lala and Kotegawa Yui still had not come downstairs. He neither went up to call them nor tried to eavesdrop; after putting the dishes on the table, he simply turned on the TV and waited.

The two did not keep him waiting long. A few minutes later Lala came first, Yui behind her, both descending the stairs slowly.

"Shichen, sorry to keep you waiting~"

Lala—dressed in a pink nightgown—pounced straight into his arms.

Shichen held her, letting her sit with her back against his chest, enjoying the almost weightless softness of her sleepwear. Then he looked over at Kotegawa Yui.

"Yui, what are you wearing?" he asked with a blink and a smile.

"Th‑this is…" Yui stood several steps away, words catching in her throat.

"Shichen, I picked it out for her—is that okay?"

"Nothing wrong with it—actually, nice job."

"Hehe~"

"Shichen-nii, what nonsense are you talking?" Yui protested, cheeks bright red.

"It's the truth—you look absolutely adorable right now~"

Yui wore an oversized white shirt; her long glossy black hair hung loose. Instead of appearing bulky, she looked especially striking.

The shirt was clearly far too big, yet somehow suited her perfectly, like a casual dress.

It showed none of her figure, but that did nothing to dim her youthful charm.

No wonder so many guys like seeing their girlfriends in their own clothes—the contrast, plus the sense that she's wearing something of yours, satisfies pure possessiveness.

"A‑adorable…" Yui bowed her head, thoroughly shy.

The shirt carried Shichen's clean, sun‑warmed scent, as if she were constantly held in his arms; her heartbeat quickened and her body felt hot.

With her smooth legs together, she was a sight to stir the imagination.

"Yui, are you… not wearing any pants?" Shichen asked curiously.

"Of course I am!"

Yui lifted the hem of the shirt, revealing jade‑white thighs and a pair of casual shorts.

"Lala lent me these shorts— there's no way I'd wear nothing!"

"So in other words… no underwear?" Shichen blinked.

Yui froze.

"Right—Yui's undies were just washed, and the new ones are in the wash too," Lala supplied.

"Lala! Why would you say that?" Yui nearly exploded.

"Eh? Was I not supposed to?"

"You can't tell Shichen-nii things like that!"

"But didn't he buy the underwear for you?" Lala tilted her head.

"Still not okay!"

"Yui, you really are strange."

"You're the strange one!"

"All right, all right—you two quit arguing. Eat before the food gets cold," Shichen interrupted.

"Okay~" Lala pressed his hand against her stomach.

"I don't feel any difference," he said, palm flat.

"It's way flatter—look!" Lala hiked up the gown and placed his hand directly on her skin.

"Hmm? You're not wearing anything either." Shichen shook his head.

"Mine's in the wash too~"

"I see." He glanced at Yui, who had turned away but was sneaking looks. Their eyes met; Yui whipped back around, ears flaming.

Seizing the chance, Shichen teased Lala with a finger.

"Mm~" A soft moan slipped from her lips as she leaned into him.

"Seems truly flatter," he remarked casually.

"Mm‑hmm…" she answered faintly.

He stopped, pulled her gown back down, and withdrew his hand.

"All right, let's eat."

"Shichen… carry me…" Lala looped her arms around his neck, eyes dreamy.

"Sure." He lifted her princess‑style toward the dining table.

"Yui, come on."

"Uh… okay…" Yui had no idea what just happened, head down as she followed.

At the table Shichen set Lala in a chair, then sat opposite her.

Yui sat beside them, looked at Lala's flushed cheeks and hazy eyes, and asked, "Are you all right?"

"Mm…." Lala pressed her knees together and forced herself upright.

"Maybe I'm just really hungry."

"Then eat plenty—Shichen-nii cooked a lot."

"Okay."

…

After lunch Shichen took a shower; he had no plans to go out that afternoon.

Nothing happened in the shower, but afterward he tried dragging Lala over to tease Yui and was promptly refused.

Lala really is pure.

All afternoon Yui waited for her clothes to dry while playing games with Lala.

Maybe after watching Lala's skills that morning, she'd become a little addicted.

Hope her grades don't slip.

Shichen didn't join them; he went to school to handle paperwork.

Summer was coming. Some classes had applied for camp activities, and they needed the principal's approval—his.

As principal he wielded total authority—no board, no committee—so virtually every matter required his signature.

Only now did he realize how much of a hassle it was.

Too bad he was a responsible man; otherwise he could have loafed around like the previous principal.

This world looked orderly, yet rules meant little; anyone with a bit of ability could ignore them.

Shichen disliked that kind of reckless abuse of power, but the old principal was downright unacceptable—so he had to play the bad guy once.

Summer camp, of course, was approved: a perfect excuse to go have fun with the girls—Lala still had so much to see.

After wading through chores, the afternoon was gone. Returning home, he found the girls still gaming.

"You've been at it all afternoon—still playing?" Shichen slipped up behind them and wrapped an arm around each shoulder.

"W‑wah! Shichen-nii, you scared me!" Yui almost jumped.

"Shichen, welcome back~" Lala beamed.

"Yeah, I'm back." He ruffled Lala's hair, then asked Yui: "Why so jumpy—guilty about something?"

"Who's guilty? You just snuck up on us!"

"Oh really? So absorbed?" He glanced at the screen and sat behind them, arms naturally encircling their waists.

Yui eyed the hand on her waist, then looked at him helplessly.

Thick‑skinned, he ignored it; after work he deserved a little indulgence.

"Shichen, Yui's amazing—I can barely beat her!" Lala said.

"Seriously?" He stared at Yui in surprise.

"Hmph~ Want to take me on?" Yui ignored his hand, smugly challenging him.

"No… just finished work; I'm tired."

"Afraid?"

"Ha—don't talk nonsense. Why would I fear you?" He smirked.

"Then why not play one round?"

"Because I'm tired. You have no idea how hard a principal works—and I still have to cook dinner."

"…Fine, I'll try to believe you."

"Shichen, want me to give you a massage?" Lala asked sweetly.

"No—this is enough." He hugged them a bit tighter.

Yui pursed her lips. "Shichen, she doesn't mean an ordinary massage—she means this one." Lala wagged her tail and winked.

"…Better not. That massage shouldn't be done too often," he refused.

"Okay~"

"What are you two talking about?" Yui frowned.

"Nothing. Keep playing—I want to see how good you really are."

"Then watch!"

…

That night Yui, unable to suppress her anticipation, stayed over, yet nothing happened; Shichen didn't sleep with either of them.

Not even a late‑night bathroom incident—he was starting to suspect the so‑called "lucky pervert" effect was fake.

Next day Yui didn't leave until afternoon. Shichen walked her home but didn't meet her family, and she didn't invite him in.

The moment they reached her door she dashed inside, as if afraid he'd follow.

Am I really that shameless?

Still, she'd at least let him know where she lived; next time he might get in.

"See you tomorrow, Shichen-nii…" Yui cracked the door to say goodbye.

"Yeah—see you tomorrow."

As the door closed again, Shichen shook his head and started to leave—then, sensing something, he suddenly turned and looked up a utility pole.

At its very top stood a young girl—small and delicate—dressed in what looked like a restraint outfit, with dazzling golden hair.

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