Journey to Godhood Begins in Frieren

Ding‑ling‑ling…

The lunch‑break bell rang. After the teacher packed up the lesson materials and left, Yui Kotegawa also rose and walked out of the classroom.

Lala had been taken away by Shichen and hadn't come back all morning. What on earth had those two been doing?

Puzzled, Yui headed for the principal's office.

She usually ate lunch with Shichen and Lala; now that the pair were nowhere to be seen, the office was the only place she could look.

At the office door, Yui didn't bother knocking—she pushed it open and walked straight in.

No one was in sight. That much she had expected. She went over to the wall beside the desk and tapped it.

She knew about the hidden chamber behind it.

She waited, but there was no answer, so she knocked again.

Still no response. Just as she assumed they really weren't inside and turned to leave, the secret door swung open.

Out stepped Shichen, clothes perfectly in order. He closed the door behind him.

Sniff, sniff…

Yui wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but she thought she caught a faintly strange smell from inside.

"Yui? What brings you here?" Shichen asked.

"It's lunch break already," she replied with a sidelong glare.

"Oh? Is it that late?"

"Where's Lala?" Yui eyed him suspiciously.

Something about him felt different—refreshed, almost glowing—and his lips were unusually red.

"She's… sleeping. Let's get some food," Shichen said, pressing his lips together.

"Sleeping?" Yui frowned.

"Yeah. Don't mind it. Come on, let's eat."

He took her hand, and with a space‑shift they were instantly back at his house.

"Eh—?"

The scene changed in a blink, and Yui found herself in Shichen's home. He let go of her and headed to the kitchen without hesitation; she hurried after him.

"You're really just leaving Lala there? Why is she sleeping?"

"Do you truly… want to know?" Shichen leaned in until his face was only a few centimeters from hers.

His warm breath made Yui's heart race; her cheeks flushed and she took a step back. "I… I do want to know…"

"Such a strong curiosity?"

"I‑I'm just worried about Lala!"

"Really? Don't worry. She's simply asleep from exhaustion."

"Asleep from exhaustion? What did Lala do?" Yui pressed.

"Lala didn't do anything. I did something to her."

"Something you did…? You—?!" Yui's eyes flew wide.

"You're not thinking—"

"Already guessed?" Shichen smiled. "Exactly what you're imagining."

"You…! Shameless!" Yui's face went crimson.

"How is it shameless? She and I are boyfriend and girlfriend—engaged, in fact. Perfectly normal, right?"

"B‑But you were at school!"

"It's not as if we disturbed anyone."

"Ugh…" Yui had no comeback.

"Told you not to ask," Shichen chuckled at her shy, helpless expression.

"How could I know you'd do that kind of thing at school…?"

"I'm a normal guy, and she's that cute. How could I resist?"

"C‑Couldn't you at least wait till you got home…?"

"Next time, I promise."

"'Next time'…?"

"All right, stop dwelling on it. Give me a hand."

He flicked her forehead lightly.

"Uh‑huh…"

Shichen passed her the vegetables to wash while he rinsed and cut the meat. They stood side by side at the sink without further conversation.

Yui's mind, however, was running wild.

Just picturing Shichen and Lala doing indecent things in the principal's hidden room while she sat innocently in class felt… weird.

And Lala had been taken away first period, yet was still asleep at noon—from sheer exhaustion!

Was he really… that vigorous?

At the thought, Yui's face heated further; her hands grew clumsy in the water.

"Yui, what's wrong? Your face is so red," Shichen noticed at once.

"N‑Nothing!" She jolted in fright, shaking her head to banish the messy images.

"You're not… thinking about what Lala and I did, are you?"

"Of‑of course not!" she denied loudly.

"Sounds like you are."

"Yui, are you that curious?"

"I‑I'm not!" She turned away, cheeks blazing.

"Really? Then why can't you stop thinking about it?"

"I… am not!"

"I get it. At your age, that's normal."

"I said I'm not—!"

"Relax. Eventually you'll experience it too. I can teach you."

"Teach me wh—?! Pervert! Who needs you as a teacher!"

Mortified, Yui nearly flung the vegetables at his face.

"But I have no intention of letting you go~"

Shichen freed one hand to pinch her chin lightly.

"You… you already have Lala. Why still think about me?"

"I'm a hopeless flirt. Besides, remember? I'm heir to the throne of Deviluke—I'm allowed many fiancées."

"Who brags about being a playboy!" Yui rolled her eyes.

"Just stating facts."

"Hmph! Keep dreaming. No one's going to agree."

"Really?" Shichen leaned closer, locking eyes with her.

"Wh‑Why ask me…?" Yui couldn't stand his gaze and looked away.

"You know the answer, don't you?"

"Ugh… I'm done washing. You handle the rest!"

She fled the kitchen.

Shichen watched her run off and simply continued cooking.

He wasn't worried; Yui was still bound by this planet's culture, but she was young and open‑minded. Let her witness a bit more of the supernatural, and she'd come around.

Yui plopped onto the living‑room sofa, face still burning.

Shichen's forwardness was too much to handle—especially with that face of his. Deadly.

If they weren't already betrothed, she might have fallen ages ago.

But did that even matter? Lala was an alien, daughter of the Galactic Overlord; Shichen wasn't ordinary either—heir to some king. Earth's rules didn't apply to them.

Still, how could she accept it so easily? She was an Earth girl, raised with Earth's morals.

Accepting aliens was one thing; accepting alien customs was another.

Unless Shichen conquered the planet outright and forced her to submit… which clearly wasn't his style—he was only a school principal, after all.

Even so, at this rate escape seemed impossible…

"Yui, why is your face so red?"

A calm voice suddenly sounded beside her—it was Yami.

"Ah!" Yui jumped.

"What's wrong?" Yami asked, nibbling on a taiyaki.

"N‑Nothing, haha…" Yui laughed awkwardly.

"Shichen didn't bully you, did he?"

"How did—wait, no, nothing happened!" Yui hurriedly corrected herself.

"Don't hide it; I can tell at a glance."

"Is Shichen making lunch?"

"Mm‑hmm."

"And Lala?"

"She… is sleeping."

"Sleeping?" Yami tilted her head.

"So Lala got bullied by Shichen too."

"I see."

Yami nodded, sat down, and kept munching her taiyaki.

Yui watched her for a moment, then found a topic: "Lunch is soon—why are you eating taiyaki now?"

"It's fine. Just this one."

"I see… By the way, how did you know Shichen bullied me? Don't tell me he bullied you too?"

Yami fell silent, but a faint cherry‑pink spread across her petite cheeks.

"Shichen… how did he bully you?" Yui suddenly grew curious.

"Why ask?" Yami countered.

"J‑Just curious."

"Then how did he bully you?"

"Ugh…" Now Yui was the one speechless.

"Let's drop it, okay?"

"Fine…"

"Mm."

Yami nodded and popped the last bit of taiyaki into her mouth.

The two girls then sat quietly on the sofa, saying nothing until Shichen called:

"You two, come help bring the dishes."

"Coming."

They got up and walked into the kitchen. Carrying two plates past Shichen, Yami couldn't help muttering:

"Pervert."

"Hm?" Shichen blinked.

"Shichen-nii is a pervert!" Yui chimed in.

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