What if you are reborn as a demon after a funeral?

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But the usually oblivious Frillie didn't notice anything amiss and proudly boasted about the common sense she'd learned from Vlame: "Men, you know, they're always happy to receive something like this!"

"...Where did you learn such vulgar knowledge?"

"That's what my teacher said, hmph~"

Frillie's smug smile turned strange at this moment, even bordering on sinister.

Why was this usually expressionless person able to display such a rich array of expressions at this moment? —Philan was utterly baffled, but the disdain in his eyes was overwhelming, tinged with barely concealed anger, as he asserted without hesitation:

"...Even if I received such a filthy potion, Lord Ash would not be happy!"

"That's hard to say. Philon is still too young to understand, but as an older sister, I know this kind of thing very well! Maybe he'll be happy... Ah, does Philon like it too?"

"I already told you to return it when you bought it! And now you still want to... tarnish Lord Ash's reputation!"

Philon snatched the potion away and quickly pried open the stopper, pouring it mercilessly over her head.

"Wait, wait a minute! Philen—this medicine is very expensive, I already spent...!"

Compared to the clothes that were directly dissolved and evaporated, she was more concerned about the value of the potion. However, before she could finish speaking, her voice suddenly stopped, and her gaze involuntarily met that of Ash, who had returned with his books and was now standing at the door.

““…””

The two gazed at each other silently for a long while... before Frillie finally snapped out of her daze, clutching her chest and slowly opening her mouth: "...Philon..."

"what happened?"

"Ash, he... he's already..."

"—Excuse me, I've come at an inopportune time. Please continue."

Before Philen turned around, Ash, who had originally intended to go back and get another book so he wouldn't be bored today, with an awkward yet polite smile, slowly closed the door that Philen hadn't closed beforehand.

And to avoid trouble, the moment the door closed, he used a high-speed movement magic to slip out of the house in an instant, even planning not to go back all day.

The two people inside remained frozen in place for a while before Frillie looked down at her flat, open body and nodded to herself.

"Is this...shame? This is the first time I've felt it..."

"--Is this the time to be sentimental?! Hurry up and put your clothes on~!" Philen said excitedly, grabbing a sheet from the side and wrapping it around her petite body.

Facing the furious "adopted daughter"-like girl, Freya looked completely innocent: "...Didn't it Philon ruin my clothes?"

"That's right! But why are you still so calm!?"

"Actually, I'm quite embarrassed... How should I describe this? Novel?" Frillie fiddled with her two ponytails, her expression unusually troubled.

"....Fresh??"

"And...you wanted to beat up that Ash guy, didn't you? He didn't even apologize and just ran away like that."

Recalling Ash's calm gaze followed by a smile as he silently closed the door, Frillie felt inexplicably angry. However, unable to find the person in question, she looked up at the girl standing in front of her and said with dissatisfaction, "But before that, shouldn't Philon apologize to me?"

"I'm so sorry! Hurry up and change into new clothes!"

"...It just doesn't feel very sincere."

"So now is this the time to worry about this?! What if Lord Ash comes back again? To be honest, isn't this the problem caused by you buying this filthy potion? I already said I'd return it! And you agreed to return it, right?!"

“I bought it, but I never intended to ruin it myself, so it’s all Philon’s fault.”

.......

After Ash fled the scene, Philon became increasingly agitated, and Frilian also became emotionally unstable due to her lecturing, even becoming somewhat sullen.

That look is just like... a child throwing a tantrum at their lecturing mother.

The Burial of Frilian: The Officially Beginning Journey: Chapter Thirty-Three - The Truth Discovered by Zanze - Even If We Can't Live in the Same Time

After leaving home, Ash, feeling that he wouldn't be able to go back anytime soon, decided to visit the Magic Association after a long absence.

"But why do I have this feeling of impending doom just from seeing the plains, even to the point where I can't go home? It feels like... such a loss!"

A moment of patience brings peace, but thinking about it... the more I think about it, the more I feel I'm at a disadvantage.

But just as he arrived at the Magic Association, before he even stepped onto the steps, he saw Zanze walking down the stairs at the very end.

His strikingly long hair immediately put his mind at ease, and he instinctively moved closer, even touching the soft hair.

Zanze stood there, his small mouth slightly agape, bewildered for a long while before finally asking, "...Lord Ash, what are you doing?"

"I was originally planning to find a place to read a book, but now that I see you, I'm thinking of having tea together or something?"

"....Why?"

"We just happened to run into you, and you're definitely okay, right?"

Before Zanze could even figure out what was going on, Ash was already enthusiastically inviting him... After all, he was just killing time anyway, so why not masturbate while reading... If he masturbated Zanze, then even reading wouldn't be so boring.

Compared to his carefree attitude, Zanze seemed particularly troubled, and couldn't help but remind him as he subconsciously followed along:

"Lord Ash...is it really appropriate for me to be in charge of the next exam?"

"It's okay, if you don't tell and I don't tell, no one will know."

"...It will definitely be discovered."

"At that time, we could have just pushed the problem onto Celia."

"...If we do that, Lady Celie will be angry."

He spoke so casually, but Zanze, just thinking about the consequences, unconsciously pursed his lips, clearly not wanting to accept Celie's dissatisfaction.

But her amusing appearance made Ash unable to resist pinching her soft cheek:

"Just kidding. If there really is a problem, just blame it on me, I'll handle it."

"...This isn't good..."

“There’s nothing wrong with it. I’m aware of my own willfulness, so you just need to shift the blame onto me.”

He laughed, patted his chest, and casually put his arm around Zanze's shoulder, pulling the legally-owned little girl along with him.

"........."

Zanze didn't speak, but just looked at him in surprise, tilting his head unconsciously.

"What's your expression?"

"...A little surprised."

"I don't want to ask in detail, but I think you should apologize to me."

"....sorry."

Somewhat surprisingly, she actually lowered her head obediently, making Ash feel like he was bullying her.

Is this the legendary guilt? He rubbed his forehead in distress for a while, but eventually, after being silent for too long, he gave up with a sigh under the girl's tilted head gaze and silently left the scene with Zanze.

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Since it wouldn't be appropriate to go anywhere, since they would probably have to explain themselves if people saw them together, the two of them went to Zanze's house together.

After all, they wouldn't be seen by outsiders at home, so their being together wouldn't raise suspicions about any behind-the-scenes manipulation during the exams. But...

"But thinking about it carefully, if it were just a normal chance encounter outside, that could be explained away, but if someone saw me entering your house with you..."

Ash surveyed the Zanze family's courtyard, and at the end of his casual remark, he smiled at the girl beside him and said, "You probably think you're trying to take advantage of me, right?"

“Ah…” Zanze stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if he had only just thought of this possibility, which made him chuckle involuntarily: “When you accidentally mess things up or are troubled, you’re always so silent~ really… you haven’t changed in over ten years.”

"..."

Faced with this teasing, Zanze pursed his lips honestly without arguing, but simply reached out and pressed on his stomach, as if he wanted to forcibly push him out of his house.

However, as a mage, coupled with her rather petite physique, her strength was rather weak, and she couldn't move Ash at all.

Before she could come up with a better solution, she heard the voice of a mature woman behind her.

"Oh my god, Zanze—?! What are you doing?" Zanze's mother rushed in from the doorway with a shocked expression.

The sound prompted Zanze to increase her strength, but... Ash remained unmoved, making her somewhat anxious.

"Lord Ash... please get out of here quickly, otherwise things will really get complicated if someone sees us..."

"It's okay, I don't think it's a problem. If it's because Zanze is sexually harassing me, I think... it's acceptable!"

"I would never do such a thing... Besides, you're my superior, aren't you? What nonsense are you spouting? What if people misunderstand?"

"I do not mind."

Please take note.

"No."

"No...? Is this even possible?"

......

Even Zanze was speechless in the face of this impulsive guy.