After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

If she hadn't heard it through eavesdropping, such words wouldn't even stay in her mind for more than a second.

Because Chris didn't dare let it stay.

But even if I could eavesdrop, these words...

"Hehehehe~"

Rosalyn's laughter and applause suddenly came from the room.

This made Chris, who was about to go crazy, focus her attention again.

"Nice words, Aize, but to be honest, it's not beyond my expectations."

"Oh?"

"The legendary hero Ai Ze defeated the demons time and time again, turning the tide and saving humanity from disaster. But even so, your weakness has never changed."

Chris clenched her fists so tightly that her bones crackled.

weak?

There's nothing wrong with using this word to describe myself, but when I use it to describe my master, is he blind or deaf? Or is he just blinded by the incense ash?

In this world, is there anyone more indestructible than one's own master?

Laugh to death.

Chris was instantly furious and even seriously considered whether to rush into the room and slap the guy twice to wake her up.

Fortunately, a perfect evening breeze blew in through the open window in the corridor, which calmed her anger a little and prevented her from reaching the critical point.

The conversation in the house was thus able to continue.

"You've said so much, even hoping your apprentice will surpass you. Isn't it because you don't dare to take on this responsibility? You're afraid of becoming the object of their faith, and you don't dare to support them. Just like you still keep talking about the trivialities of your original world and refuse to accept your new identity. It's because you are weak, Aize."

The pure white saint's smile was still kind, her tone was still gentle, and even the expression created by her facial muscles was so precise and perfect that it could be directly painted into an oil painting.

But its aggressiveness, as well as the sarcasm and even contempt it contains, have reached a peak in recent years.

However, Aize was not angry at all.

He even smiled:

"Yes, you are right."

"what?"

"……what?"

Not only Rosalyn, but even Chris outside the door subconsciously let out a surprised sound.

Hearing some noise, Aize looked back at the closed door in surprise, stood up, walked over, opened the door and looked outside.

Fortunately, the moment Chris realized she was exposed, she quickly ran to the end of the corridor and hid herself outside by grabbing the edge of the window.

Only then can we be considered not to have been caught in the act.

Not noticing anything, Aize closed the door and returned to his seat, shrugging his shoulders casually.

"What? What's so strange about this? I've always stressed that I'm just an ordinary human being. Is it strange to have weaknesses? And as I said before, the war here is ultimately their business first, and ours second. Don't you think it's unfair for me to be a god and bear everything?"

The statement that as long as you accept your own weaknesses, you are invincible is 100% nonsense in every sense of the word.

But Aize believes that it is necessary to correctly understand one's own limitations.

Looking at Rosaline, who seemed to have nothing to say, Aize cracked his knuckles.

"You never told me about your past life, so I don't know what happened in your last life. But in the end, you want believers, while I want companions—the kind of fair and equal. That's the difference between you and me. What will the outcome be? I believe we will see it soon."

"..."

Rosalyn remained silent for a long time.

Under Aize's surprised eyes, for the first time in two years, the smile completely disappeared from her face.

"It's the same. It's always been like this."

"What did you say?"

Rosalind murmured something so soft that even Aize couldn't hear it clearly even though he was so close. Then her expression quickly returned to normal, like a computer that had been restarted.

The ashen look on his face just now seemed as if he had never really existed.

"Nothing much. Haha, instead of that, let's talk about the details of the expedition. That's the original topic for tonight, isn't it?"

"You're still talking about this? You really are—"

Outside the door, Chris, who had returned from the window first, turned her head away from the door, left wordlessly, and walked towards her room downstairs.

What is needed is not believers, but companions.

This meaningless sentence was deeply engraved in Chris's mind.

In a broad sense, she and Aize can undoubtedly be called companions now.

But she knew that this was not what her master was referring to.

And she knew what the master was referring to.

But, how can I do that when I am like this?

"Ah!? Be careful!?"

Confused, I reached the stairs the moment I heard a sharp scream, accompanied by the sound of ping-pong, coming from a place just a few feet away.

The moment Chris came to her senses, a little girl appeared in her sight. She had lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground with the plate in her hand.

The long battle gave Chris the reaction speed, which worked.

She immediately reached out and supported the little girl while also stabilizing the plate.

Although the pile of small bottles and cans on it fell onto the carpet in the corridor due to inertia, at least the most important items, the teapot and cake, were intact.

The small bottles were not broken either.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going..."

"sorry Sorry!"

Just as Chris was about to speak, the little girl began to bow continuously with extreme violence.

"I'm the one who should apologize! If it weren't for my sister, the tea and cake for Lady Rosalin would have all been spilled. I'm so sorry! And thank you so much!"

Chapter 60 Morning, Fright

It was of course very embarrassing to be so focused on something that you bumped into someone, but Chris really didn't have the energy to deal with it at the moment.

Seeing that the other person was fine and the bottles and jars that fell on the ground were picked up intact, she didn't stay any longer.

After turning around and confirming that his master had not come out to check what was going on, he left in a hurry.

He rushed down the stairs and rushed into his room. He threw off his shoes, jumped onto the bed, and buried his head in the pillow.

I couldn’t fall asleep for a while.

Everything that he had just overheard was now constantly circling in his mind.

Not as a believer or anything like that, but as an equal companion standing beside Aize.

It is not just about following and believing in him, but about supporting and helping him in a truly equal relationship.

Just thinking about that scene makes your heart beat faster in every sense of the word.

Yet it is so out of reach.

Can you really do it yourself?

Chris, who always unconditionally believes in Aize's judgment, only shows confusion and hesitation when it comes to issues related to herself.

Same now.

With this conflicted state of mind, the blue-haired girl tossed and turned on the bed.

The pillow was soaked with my still wet hair, my already loose bathrobe was tangled up in a mess, and my consciousness was fluctuating between haziness and clarity.

I do not know how long it has been--

"Hey, Chris."

The sound that was so close yet so familiar, and the touch of skin.

It was as if my master was right next to me, caressing my face.

Of course, Chris knew this was impossible.

Maybe I fell asleep with all sorts of messy thoughts in my mind, and started dreaming.

It doesn’t matter. After all, I’m in a dream. I don’t have to think about all those messy troubles and can do whatever I want.

So, in a daze, Chris subconsciously grasped the source of the touch and pulled it towards her regardless of anything.

"Master, hehe~ Master~ Why are you here~ After all, we are husband and wife, so there's nothing wrong with doing a little more, right?"

"...Are you fucking sleepy?!"

The sound so close to her, coupled with the unusually real touch, brought Chris's increasingly out-of-control consciousness back on track.

I opened my eyes with great effort and found that the bedroom, which had been pitch black not long ago, was now filled with sunlight coming in through the window.

It's bright.

And his master, Aize himself, was sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a confused expression.

He lowered his eyes and found that the quilt on the bed had been kicked completely to the ground while he tossed and turned. In addition, the bathrobe he wore last night to commit evil deeds was almost completely untied, leaving him in a nearly naked state.

Up to this point, it was actually just a normal state after falling asleep - if I hadn't curled up into a ball and grabbed Aize's arm tightly, pulling it to my chest or even between my legs.

To sum it up, Chris is now naked and lying on Aize's arm.

Of course, we also have to count the silly smile that has not completely faded.

"..."

"..."

Needless to say, Chris was so shocked that her mind went blank. In such a state, it was difficult for Aize to move or withdraw his hand.

The two just stared at each other awkwardly.

"Uh, Chrissy?"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Aize's attempt to break the silence was met with a violent reaction from his apprentice.

He threw Aize away as if he was throwing a bomb, and rushed out, rolling across the bed and falling heavily on the ground on the other side.

Then, at a speed so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, he wrapped the quilt tightly around his body, and like a big maggot, he crawled directly into the corner of the room, twisted into a ball, and kept shaking.

Everyone in Aize was stunned.

If you don’t understand, just ask. It seems like you were the one who was just touched, right?

How come this reaction makes it seem like she's the one being sexually harassed?

Southern clam.

"Master... Master!? What's going on?!"

The girl's sharp voice became unclear through the quilt.

"What's going on? It's almost noon and you haven't left your room yet, so I came to check on you. I pushed the door open and found it wasn't locked, so I decided to come in and wake you up, and then... well, it turned out like this."

“…It’s already noon!?”

Her thoughts were so confused last night that Chris herself could hardly remember what happened after she returned to her room.

I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

Aize nodded:

"Yeah, it's already noon. Should we go back early? We still have things to do at the castle... No, having said that, are you feeling okay? If you are, it's okay to rest here for a while—"

"No!!! It's okay!!"

Chris answered decisively from under the covers.