Journey to Godhood Begins in Frieren

Shichen brought Lala and Yami straight home by means of spatial teleportation.

As for the commotion they had just caused, he didn't care in the slightest—people in this world were remarkably unfazed by such things.

Whether it was a spaceship or his Ho‑oh showing up, it would make tomorrow's news and everyone would still go about their lives.

That was why he acted so recklessly: so long as no buildings were destroyed, all was well.

Yami looked around at the suddenly changed surroundings and couldn't help asking, "What ability was that?"

"Spatial teleportation," Shichen replied, tossing her onto the sofa.

Yami bounced once, sat up, froze for a second, then calmly stood.

"Spatial teleportation…?"

"Mm‑hmm. This is my home." Shichen's eyes drifted to the side of her body, and he smiled faintly.

Yami blushed, instinctively clasping her hands behind her back to block his gaze.

"Don't move," Shichen ordered.

Her hands stiffened; she obediently returned them to her front, looking uneasy.

"Not bad," Shichen nodded, pleased with her compliance.

"What exactly are you going to do to me?" Yami asked.

"Take a guess," Shichen said with a small smile.

"Are you toying with me?" Yami's face darkened.

"Would I need to toy with you?"

"Then what do you want?"

"Well… Lala, is there anything you'd like Yami to do?" he asked the quietly observing princess.

"Me? Nothing," Lala shook her head.

"Nothing? Then think of something."

"Huh? That's not easy…" Lala glanced at Yami, pondering.

"Lala-hime, kill me or flay me as you wish—just be quick," Yami said solemnly.

"Eh? Why would I kill you? You're so cute."

"C‑cute…?!" Yami flustered, then protested, "Please don't tease me!"

"I'm telling the truth, right, Shichen?"

"Yami really is cute—makes you want to cuddle and spoil her," Shichen agreed.

"See?"

Yami's face grew redder. Watching the two echo each other, she couldn't tell whether they were serious or teasing.

It didn't feel like mockery, though. She recalled Shichen calling her cute right from the start…

"What are you two getting at, exactly?" she asked, flustered.

"We're simply telling the truth. Oh! Since Shichen thinks Yami is cute, how about we keep her?" Lala suddenly suggested.

"K‑keep… me?" Yami stared blankly at her.

"Shichen, what do you think?" Lala asked, eyes shining.

"Why keep someone who tried to assassinate me?" Shichen smiled.

"Wasn't that Lacospo's fault? And Yami didn't even hurt you."

"Says who? My clothes are torn." He pointed at the gaping hole in his back—though Yami hadn't scratched him at all and had clearly held back.

"Hehe, that's because Shichen was holding back," Lala said, hugging him.

"Aren't you clever." Shichen tapped her forehead. "Be honest: you want to keep her, don't you?"

"Half and half—I really am thinking of you," she purred.

"Really? But Yami did try to kill me. That makes me sad."

"Shichen won't be sad~ Fine—worst case, I won't 'compensate' you tonight, okay?"

"Compensate? How?" Shichen blinked.

"W‑with… my tail?" Lala asked shyly.

"No, always using your tail is boring."

"But… you don't like hands," she mumbled, face red.

"Hands are dull."

"C‑could it be you want to—" Lala looked up timidly, heart racing.

"Don't want to?" Shichen asked softly.

"I'm your girlfriend—of course I want to…" she murmured, lowering her head; even her ears turned red.

"Heh—no rush. Let's thank big sis first." Shichen rubbed her head, amused.

"Step by step?" Lala looked puzzled.

"I'll teach you something else tonight." His gaze fell on her ample chest.

"Eh?" Lala tilted her head, confused.

"You'll find out tonight."

"Oh…" She grew nervous, yet oddly expectant.

Shichen finally turned to Yami. "Yami."

"What? And what were you two just conspiring about?" she blurted.

"Don't worry about it."

"How could I not? I feel like it's something I hate."

"It's not aimed at you, so why care?"

"You've already done something to me," she muttered.

"Oh? Want me to continue?" Shichen teased.

"N‑no, thanks."

"Then stop asking and listen."

"…Understood." Yami straightened.

"First: Lala wants you to stay, and I agree. You'll live here from now on."

"Eh? Why?"

"Because I say so. Your life belongs to me now… Do you even have a home?"

"No."

"Then that's settled.

"Second: although Lacospo hired you, you did try to kill me. But since you held back, you can atone."

"You noticed?"

"Whether I noticed or not makes no difference."

Yami had no retort; she was powerless against him.

"What must I do?"

"Simple. Only the two of us live here, so you'll be our maid."

"Maid?" Yami frowned. "Meaning?"

"Housework, silly," Lala explained.

"I see… That's fine."

"Good," Shichen nodded. "Lastly, you mustn't harbor any ill will toward me. Treat me as your master."

"M‑master? N‑no way!" Yami turned crimson.

"What indecent things are you imagining?" Shichen sighed.

"M‑master and maid…" She trailed off.

"Heh." Shichen smirked. "Didn't you say you hate lewd stuff? Yet your head's full of it."

"I‑it is not!"

"Then why the dirty thoughts? Maid equals master‑servant attitude, not that kind of relationship."

"…Ugh." Yami was mortified.

"And remember, your life's in my hands. Sparing you is a chance to prove yourself, not carte blanche."

"If you plan anything lewd, you might as well kill me," she said resolutely.

"Relax—your petite frame doesn't interest me," Shichen replied dead‑serious.

"…Good."

"So, do you understand?"

"Yes. In short, I won't think badly of you anymore."

"Exactly—though you couldn't do much anyway.

"All right, go change into a maid outfit. I'll cook; we'll eat dinner together later."

"Eat… together?" Yami blinked.

"You're one of us now; sharing dinner is normal."

Yami opened her mouth, unsure what to say.

"Don't worry—no poison."

"That's not it… I just… haven't eaten with anyone in a long time."

"Is that so? Then you're in trouble," Shichen laughed.

"Eh?"

"Because from now on you'll always eat with people." He stepped forward and ruffled her hair.

Yami stood still, gazing up at the smile half‑hidden by his arm, letting him ruffle away.

"…Okay."

Satisfied, Shichen let go. "You can change clothes yourself, right? Go get a maid outfit; I'll start cooking."

With that, he headed to the kitchen.

Yami stared blankly at his back.

"That's wonderful, Yami!" Lala hugged her happily.

"Lala-hime…" Yami felt a bit awkward.

"Don't worry about anything Shichen said~ He's very gentle—he won't do anything to you."

"R‑really?"

"Really. I promise." Lala patted her ample chest.

"M‑mhm…" Remembering her first encounter with Shichen, Yami nodded slightly.

"Hehe—now we'll all live together. Awesome!"

"Lala-hime, please take care of me from now on."

"No problem! Let's change into our maid outfits—Shichen's looking forward to it."

"Mm."

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