I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

However, he suspected that if he forced his way in again, Frilian might just hit him in the face with a spell.

But... will I regret it?

'Damn it, I regret it so much!'

Fingel leaned against the window, a bitter smile playing on his lips. His golden eyes held a weariness born of worldly wisdom, and the unlit cigarette between his fingers twirled unconsciously, like a Taoist priest who had seen through the illusions of life, watching the moon outside the window as he exhaled smoke.

The moon is beautiful tonight, and the wind is gentle.

He sighed.

Frillie is slightly puzzled by your expression.

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Are all men creatures who would die without sex? That's terrible.

Frillie couldn't understand it at all. Just a few minutes ago, this person was like a wild beast, but now he was like a burnt-out match, clearly thinking about some random thing.

"What are you thinking about?"

Finally, Frilian couldn't help but kick Fingel's leg while he was smoking. Her tone was somewhat helpless—"You're the one who did something wrong, so why am I the one who's embarrassed?"

The person who was kicked was not angry; the wind swirled around his ears, and at that moment, his heart was as still as water.

"I am here, contemplating life."

Fingel found that his cigarette was burning very quickly, and the wind was anything but gentle; the glow of the cigarette butt grew brighter and brighter.

"The wind is quite noisy tonight."

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Tsk.

"I don't understand what it means."

Frillie spoke calmly, reflecting on the events of the day and finding them somewhat absurd.

What happened between myself and Fingel...?

This is something that should only be done after marriage and with a loved one, right?

She was also feeling conflicted, her little face and eyebrows furrowed.

[This is really troublesome... What should I do about Master's words? Fingel is practically her man, isn't he?]

[It's all Fingel's fault. Are all men creatures driven by their lower bodies?]

After a moment of silence, the calm was broken.

“Fingal..…”

When she spoke, her voice was like a knife piercing someone's heart; her cold words seemed to carry a hint of annoyance and resentment.

"Is this what you call friendship? I've never heard of human friends acting like this."

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Well, I knew it.

Think about it, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse... Tell us your answer.

“Not necessarily, customs vary from place to place.” Fingel thought for a moment and began to defend himself, “For example, in the north, nodding means agreement, while in the south, shaking one’s head means consent.”

Just like writing a novel, Fingel, who failed in his previous life, understood this principle. Although he didn't know what to write, he knew that as long as he put pen to paper, he would always find the answer.

In short, let's try to fool Frillie for now.

Frillie has slight doubts about what you said.

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What nonsense is this guy spouting?

There's absolutely no such difference in customs between the North and the South, and Friedrich didn't have any such strange customs.

"Are you lying to me again?" Frillian said, rubbing her cheek as she accused, "Do you think this is our first meeting? Trying to fool me with such a lame lie, you've always thought I was an idiot, haven't you?"

She was really annoyed, and she didn't know when her cheek would get better.

Damn it, they're not so easy to fool anymore.

He felt a bit troubled. If it were Frilian from a thousand years ago, she might have believed it. Anyway, this girl lacked common sense; she might believe something she made up.

But now, it's mostly because Flame taught her some knowledge, and her thousand years of wandering have made her evolve into a different form.

Hey.

How did you become so smart?

Really.

"Wait...wait, I'm not lying," Fingel waved his hand tactfully, at a loss for words, and naturally said something that even he himself thought was absurd, "Anyway, you have to believe me, believe in me!"

"Don't lie to me! I don't believe you."

Frillie pinched her nose... What a strange smell, her nasal cavity was filled with this feeling.

No, I need to drink some more water.

She picked up the water glass again and gulped it down, barely managing to recover after a long while—then, her gaze towards Fingel became even more hostile.

Damn guy.

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Fingel immediately decided to take the initiative and, with a determined heart, began to accuse him.

"Think about it carefully, didn't you ask to see this yourself? Isn't it normal for me, as an adult human male, to have a physiological reaction?"

His voice suddenly rose eight octaves, but his eyes darted away from the elf's gaze, and even the tuft of hair sticking up in his golden hair revealed a panicked attempt to cover it up.

"If you weren't curious, I definitely wouldn't have reacted. Seriously, there's a limit to how much common sense you need! It's normal to get aroused when you touch an adult man's private parts, isn't it?"

Frillie is suspicious of your words.

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"You attacked me, fine, but you're actually blaming me?" Frillie's eyes widened, unable to comprehend this stubborn behavior. "Don't you have any shame?"

"You were clearly excited at the time, weren't you? Otherwise, would I, as a mage, have forced you to accept it?"

Makes sense.

Fingel had to admit he made a lot of sense. If he hadn't taken his pants off himself, would Frillie have 'succeeded'? Hmm... damn, how do you explain that?

"Anyway... let me think about it."

Fingel was in a complete mess. Honestly, should he just run away?

Okay, he decided to keep trying to fool people for a while longer, and if that didn't work, he'd just run away... go hide in the city for a while and then come back.

He was truly grateful that he had learned illusion magic; putting everything else aside, it was incredibly useful during tactical retreats.

"What are you thinking? Anyway, I didn't expect you to take responsibility... Flame might be angry if she knew?" Frilian blinked, her tone becoming inexplicably relaxed. "Actually, I'm not that angry. Although it feels a little strange, it seems more acceptable than I thought... If you feel bad, you can buy me some gifts?"

[Speaking of which, I've wanted to buy a potion ingredient for ages...it's so expensive, what a rip-off!]

???

Fingel was about to cry, what kind of awareness is that?

You should have said so earlier! I wouldn't have pretended to be a gentleman then.

For just one day, he was willing to treat Frillie as God... such a tolerant heart, just like her flat chest, could embrace everything.

loyalty!

May our friendship last forever, brother! Oh, wait, sister!

"Sis! You're my own sister!" Fingel grabbed Frillian's shoulder. "I'll buy you anything you want, I'll even pluck the moon from the sky for you, little sister!"

smiled.

Frillie has serious doubts about your words.

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"What kind of strange saying is that?"

"Are you talking about meteorites? I'm not interested in those things. And you better be normal."

Frillie slapped Fingel's hands away somewhat uneasily. His sudden behavior made her feel uncomfortable, as if bugs were crawling all over her.

Although Fingel usually speaks in a strange way, he is still a human being, but when he gets enthusiastic, it can be quite unnerving.

To sum it up, it's kind of disgusting.

Frillie sighed deeply. How could things have turned out like this?

"Alright, alright, thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like a big deal... it's just a little unhygienic." The female elf said casually, her tone somewhat frank. "If it were you, it might be acceptable."

[Seriously, that Aura actually offered to do this... Did it feel good? I just feel a soreness in my mouth, I really don't understand what she's thinking.]

[However, women seem to please themselves in different ways... Is it also about men using their mouths? Using their hands seems okay too... but I still don't feel anything? Perhaps it's about men doing that?]

Although the female elf had learned physiology, she did not understand why it felt good, and elves are creatures that rarely enter estrus for hundreds of years.

???

When was it discovered?

Fingel's pupils contracted sharply. How come he didn't know about this? You little brat, were you peeking?

You actually tried it secretly on your own?

He was shocked, never expecting that Frillie, who seemed so aloof, would be interested in anything... So, was it all his fault?

He guessed that he had traveled back a thousand years, and then, for some reason, Frilian had seen him by accident? No... perhaps even earlier?

If Flame knew, wouldn't she kill me?

But...how interesting!

Fingel felt a sense of accomplishment, as if he had dyed a blank sheet of paper into a strange shape, which made him feel inexplicably excited.

"Still thinking about it? I'm not going to worry about you anymore... I'm going to sleep now."

Frillie said irritably, "I haven't even started to worry about it myself, so what is this person still worrying about? I really don't understand."

She yawned, feeling sleepy.

The female elf turned her head, glanced at someone, and spoke with a hint of threat in her tone.

"Let's make it clear first, you're not allowed to bother me this time, or else... hmph."

She hates being woken up the most.

"Um... I only have one question I want to ask."

Fingel swallowed hard, becoming slightly nervous.

"Is there anything else? I'm really sleepy." Frillie rubbed her temples, her eyelids starting to tremble. "I'm going back to my room to sleep."

“We’re friends, aren’t we, Frilian?” Fingel said in a deep voice, as if he were talking about something important.

[Friends? Hmm...that's true.]

But it feels a little different from Haita and the others... so what is this supposed to be?

What kind of relationship do we have?

After thinking for a few seconds, drowsiness overcame her doubts, and Frillie nodded casually.

"I suppose so, so what exactly are you trying to say?"

Finally, with a forced smile, Fingel uttered the request he had made all his life.