I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Frillie shook the straw off her hair, but gave up when she found it was no use. So be it—she walked alone out of the cell, her back view extremely desolate.

She spoke as she walked, her voice calm yet melancholic.

“I will leave here... Tell Flame I will take care of myself.”

"Thank you to her for everything these past few days. I hope you can take good care of her. Actually, despite her tough exterior, she's actually afraid of mice..."

I'm so sad... Why?

As Frillie walked, she clutched her chest, overwhelmed by emotions she had never felt before... even though she had only known her master for a few months.

She has found a better home; being with human nobles is good enough for her, and this is the right path.

But... I'm inexplicably a little disappointed.

...

??

"Wait! Come back here!"

Fingel's pupils contracted. "I was just kidding! Don't go! Flame might kill me!"

Women are troublesome, and complaining women are even more troublesome!

...

It took a while of explanation for Frilian to realize that she was joking. She said that Flame was doing very well now, but the two of them would have to stay in the town for the time being. He would take care of all their food and lodging, but they couldn't do anything to Aura because Fingel's 'Tsukuyomi' had Aura under control.

He rattled off a lot of things, only to be met with extremely resentful and distrustful looks.

"You're a truly awful person. You never tell the truth. Is this how you deceive the demons?"

"You're a terrible person, a complete liar."

Frillie rebuked him calmly, but Fingel detected an extremely strong resentment in her voice... Was it just his imagination?

Uh, are you insulting Awula again? You who were just fooled have no right to say that. You're both equally bad, okay?

Never mind, that's not the point!

"That's a sense of humor!"

Fingel gripped Frillie's shoulders with a serious expression, his tone cold and earnest.

Even if the body ages, the soul must not; a sense of humor is your last weapon.

Chapter 42: Don't let your willpower destroy your desires!

"Ms. Frillian, humans love to say things that aren't true in order to show off their sense of humor—if you want to integrate into human society (censored), you have to learn to be humorous!"

"I have to control you now—let me teach you what a sense of humor is."

Fingel's tactical black face...

【Frilian has doubts about you】

[Affection level attribute acquired... Attribute successfully implanted]

[Frilian is puzzled by your thinking...creating the entry 'Peaceful Mindset']

[Implantation successful...Frilian's hostility towards you has decreased.]

What you're saying...who understands that?

"Ah... I don't understand. Can you let go of me? Your claws hurt."

"So, can I go see Flame now? I have something I want to ask her."

Frillie complained, but inexplicably felt better... Was it because she didn't have to be separated from Flame? It was really strange.

In short, it's good enough that I can still be with Flame.

“Of course you can, your master is safe now, you can see her anytime…” Fingel recalled the details of the battle and felt that it wasn’t a good idea. “I suggest you go see her later, Flame should be taking a bath.”

As he spoke, he looked at his hands with some concern... Wow, indeed, his claws were sharp enough to open beer bottles. He'd have to figure out a way to deal with that later.

"Want to take a shower? Okay then."

Okay, I need to take a shower too.

Frillie looked at herself, all dirty and disheveled, and even she found it hard to bear.

However... she still had one last question to ask.

"So you're the demon who deceived her with these lies? She doesn't seem very bright. How did you manage to do it?"

"Does Tsukuyomi really exist? It sounds terrifying."

Ah, breasts again?

Fingel sighed and decided to offer a brief defense.

"Don't say that... okay, she's not very smart."

"As for Tsukuyomi... well, I'll have to wait for your master's approval before I can give it a try."

So... where is Aura now?

The thought flashed through his mind, and Fingel stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he wouldn't die, so it wasn't a big problem.

"Oh, right, I brought you an outfit... Since I don't have any women's clothes here, is it okay if I can only bring you a new maid outfit?"

As he spoke, Fingel somewhat guiltily took out a folded maid outfit, which he had even modified—he had always thought that shortening the skirt by three centimeters was a sign of good civilization.

Safety shorts, bad manners!

Frillie felt a chill run down her spine for no reason. Was it just her imagination?

I've been acting a bit strange lately, my emotions have been acting odd... Speaking of which... clothes?

【Frilian has doubts about you】

[Favorability-enhancing keywords successfully implanted...]

[Frilian has doubts about your thoughts...! A level 2 entry, intermediate favorability entry, has been generated.]

[Implantation successful!]

[Affection Level: 49 (Extremely Cold)]

"How's it going? Do you like it?"

Fingel coughed tactically, trying hard not to break down.

"New clothes? Why are you giving them to me?"

"Because you are Flame's apprentice?"

"...OK, thanks."

Frillie looked at the clothes Fingel had brought with some curiosity... it was a white trench coat, and the material felt very nice to the touch.

Come to think of it, she hasn't had new clothes in a long time. Before, she had only used the magic of 'repairing clothes' to wear old clothes for decades.

It seems...not bad?

Now that Flame is going to have a baby with this guy, they shouldn't be enemies anymore, right?

Suddenly, for some inexplicable reason, Frillie found herself slightly more agreeable to him... but only slightly.

It's the same level as being an ordinary passerby.

[Frilian's affection for you +1]

【Frilian's Affection Level: 50 (Indifferent)】

"OK, thanks."

rustling...

"Wait... not in front of me..."

Fingel waved his hands frantically, "No, no, no! What are you doing? Don't make me suffer!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Frilian did not accept the explanation that men and women are different. Flame had not had time to explain these things before, as she had been entangled with the demons.

Splash-------

The moonlight streaming through the window outlined her skin, which was as delicate and translucent as mutton fat jade. When she took off her linen blouse, her waist bent in a breathtaking arc, and even her normally flat chest seemed like a lotus bud just beginning to emerge.

Because of the cold, Frillie's thick eyelashes cast shadows on her eyelids, and her pointed ears couldn't help but blush.

Gulu.

Fingel couldn't help but swallow hard... Ah.

He realized for the first time that tablets weren't entirely useless.

"Could you...stop looking at me?"

Frillie unconsciously hooked her short skirt with her toes, and for some reason, she had a strange feeling.

This guy's eyes are kind of scary, like... he's going to eat me up?

She recalled her encounter with that kind of magical beast that had been starving for dozens of days, and her eyes bore a striking resemblance.

“I can’t do that.”

Fingel muttered to himself, momentarily stunned.

Frillie has developed mild doubts about you.

[I've obtained a Level 4 entry... 'My body seems to have become able to recognize the scent of human male hormones?']

[Implantation failed!]

[Implementing favorability keywords...Implementing successfully!]

[Affection Level: 51 (Indifferent)]

"It's up to you then, watch it if you want."

Frilian could only dress in front of Fingel. She grabbed her short skirt with both hands and pulled it around her waist, but it kept slipping down because she didn't know how to tie it properly (it was probably reported a bit, sigh... censored, describing Frilian's skin as fair).

"Great figure! Your elves have amazing skin!"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this a gift from heaven? Truly, thank you to the Transmigrator Association!"

"Huh? Thank you. Could you teach me how to wear this? I'm a little unsure..." Frillie looked somewhat troubled; these human clothes looked so strange...

"Happy to accompany you!"

Fingel tactically put on a stern face, his breathing becoming heavier; this was truly an invitation he couldn't refuse!

I enjoy helping others!

I'm sorry, Flame, I can't just not lay a hand on Frillie...

Unwavering will enabled Fingel to transcend moral limitations!

Author's Note: Regarding Frillian's doujinshi, I don't really feel anything special, except the flowers are exceptionally beautiful... However, there's a great anime, it's a video of Jimmy Fallon, I love it QVQ

By the way, guys, I'll try my best to get it going next Friday!

Chapter 43: It seems something has been forgotten?

"Is this a maid outfit? It's better than I imagined..." Frillian had already changed her clothes. She tried stomping her feet, and the hem of her skirt swayed slightly.

"But could this be another maid's new outfit?"

Ah, that's really great.

Is it possible to abduct someone to be a maid? Hmm... that might require some work.

As for Frillie, his feeling was that this girl didn't actually seem lewd at all—but he just inexplicably had a feeling of wanting to defile her.

"Ah, no, no," Fingel answered honestly, naturally not mentioning that even maids didn't have stockings. "We have spares here, so you can wear them without worry."

"Then I'll take you to where Flame lives... someone will prepare food for you."