Because of the presence of Eriri and Frieren, Kousuke Kiyotaki remained unusually composed during dinner, managing not to lose his dignity despite the mouthwatering aroma of the food.
Once everyone was seated, dinner officially began.
As they once again tasted such divine cuisine, both Kousuke and Keika couldn't help but close their eyes in blissful enjoyment.
For Ginko Sora, who was tasting this kind of food for the first time, the experience was nothing short of overwhelming.
She kept eating nonstop, her chopsticks never once resting until she could no longer take another bite.
Fortunately, her body had been enhanced by Eriri's cosmic energy, giving her an appetite far beyond that of an ordinary girl her age.
Even so, compared to the others at the table, her small appetite seemed almost negligible—especially next to Kousuke Kiyotaki, whose adult-sized portions easily outmatched her.
In the end, she could only sit back, rubbing her slightly swollen belly and watching Kousuke and Keika continue eating heartily, her eyes filled with reluctant longing.
Frieren, on the other hand, had no such struggle. Having grown accustomed to Aoi Kujou's cooking, she ate at a calm and steady pace without overindulgence.
As for Eriri, that went without saying.
By the time dinner ended, nearly half an hour had passed.
Eriri and Frieren didn't return to the Saekano world that night. Instead, they decided to stay over at Keika's house. For Eriri, returning to her own world was as simple as a thought, but she preferred to remain here for the night.
Keika's home was a spacious standalone residence, more than large enough to provide separate guest rooms for both Eriri and Frieren.
However, that night, they only needed one room.
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"Frieren, remember to behave properly while sleeping tonight, okay~?"
It was a little past eleven at night. After taking turns showering in the room's adjoining bathroom, Eriri and Frieren were now lying together on the same bed.
Fortunately, the bed was wide enough, and since both girls were rather petite, even rolling around together didn't pose any problem at all.
Before falling asleep, Eriri casually wrapped her arms around Frieren—not doing anything improper, just holding her close like a best friend would.
Frieren didn't resist the gesture. In fact, she nestled comfortably in Eriri's embrace, looking perfectly content.
Hearing Eriri's teasing words, she looked up and smiled softly.
"Don't worry, Eriri. I always sleep very properly."
Seeing Frieren's complete lack of self-awareness, Eriri couldn't help but tease her further.
"Really? Because this morning, someone's entire upper body somehow ended up on the floor."
"That was an accident! I must've subconsciously activated some kind of 'move person from bed to floor' spell—that's the only explanation!"
Frieren nodded to herself confidently, as if fully convinced by her own ridiculous reasoning, despite the fact that no such spell existed among her repertoire.
When she was with Eriri, Frieren tended to be a little more expressive—occasionally making jokes or playful remarks instead of maintaining her usual calm and distant demeanor.
"I see. Well then, I suppose I'll just have to hold you tight tonight—otherwise, your magic might accidentally drag me off the bed too."
With that, Eriri tightened her arms slightly around Frieren's back, drawing the two of them even closer.
The room's lights had already been turned off before they got into bed, and the only sounds that remained were the soft, gentle voices of their quiet conversation.
For Eriri, the darkness posed no obstacle—and thanks to the enhancements from the chat group, Frieren could see just as clearly.
The two girls lay together under a thin white blanket. The room's temperature didn't affect them at all, but Eriri had long since developed the habit of sleeping under a cover regardless.
Their quiet conversation lasted quite a while, accompanied by the occasional soft laughter.
Only after midnight did the room finally fall silent.
The next morning, when Eriri opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Frieren sprawled across her body in a strange position.
Although Eriri had joked the night before about holding Frieren tightly to stop her from rolling off the bed again, she hadn't actually intended to do so.
After all, if she really restrained Frieren in her arms all night, it would surely make Frieren uncomfortable while sleeping.
Besides, Eriri didn't really see bad sleeping posture as something that needed to be fixed—if anything, she found it to be an adorably unique trait.
Without Eriri's restraint, Frieren hadn't fallen off the bed this time. Instead, she had somehow ended up pressed against Eriri again.
Her pajama top had ridden up almost completely, exposing her smooth, flat stomach and the gentle rise and fall of her chest.
Eriri's own sleepwear had also been tugged upward slightly by Frieren's movements, but nowhere near as much—only her stomach was showing.
At that moment, Frieren was lying horizontally across Eriri's body, her chest pressed tightly against Eriri's stomach.
Eriri could clearly feel the soft warmth and two distinct bumps against her belly.
Frieren's head, meanwhile, had slipped past Eriri's waist and rested face-down on the bed.
As for the blanket that had covered them—it had long been kicked off the bed entirely.
"Frieren, wake up."
Eriri raised her right hand and gently patted Frieren's smooth back, while her other hand reached up to pinch one of her pointed ears.
At the sound of Eriri's voice and the touch of her hand, the sleeping Frieren stirred slightly, her body shifting just enough that her chest rubbed softly against Eriri's stomach a few times.
Her ears twitched reflexively, but she still showed no signs of waking.
Seeing this, Eriri didn't rush to wake her again. Instead, she placed her hand on the back of Frieren's head and began gently stroking her hair—just like one would pet a small kitten.
After all, it was still early. She could let Frieren sleep a little longer.
Meanwhile, Eriri opened the chat group, scrolling through the unread messages from overnight.
Half an hour passed quickly, and it was already 7:30—time for breakfast.
Yet Frieren still hadn't woken up. In fact, she had moved around quite a bit during that half-hour.
Though she remained sprawled over Eriri, her body had slid forward several inches—so now their stomachs were pressed together instead of Frieren's chest resting on Eriri's belly.
At that point, Eriri decided not to let her sleep any longer. Keika would probably be coming soon to call them for breakfast.
She sat up, and as she did, Frieren's body rolled off her and landed across Eriri's thighs, shifting from a prone to a supine position.
This movement left Frieren's upper body completely exposed. Her pale, flawless skin and the faint blush of her chest made Eriri feel an almost playful urge to tease her.
However, she resisted and instead placed her right hand on Frieren's stomach, then leaned forward until her face was near Frieren's ear.
"Frieren, it's time to wake up and eat breakfast. If you don't get up soon... don't blame me if I do something bad to your body~"
Eriri whispered softly, her warm breath brushing against Frieren's ear as her hand gently stroked Frieren's smooth belly.
This time, Frieren didn't remain as unresponsive as before. She gave a faint, sleepy reply.
"Eriri... let me sleep a little longer..."
Her eyes opened just a crack to glance at Eriri before closing again.
Still, she wasn't about to let Eriri's hand keep wandering—she reached up and pressed Eriri's palm flat against her stomach, stopping her movements.
But Eriri wasn't about to let her off that easily.
"Well then, don't blame me for what happens next~" Eriri said with a mischievous smile.
The still-drowsy Frieren suddenly had a bad feeling.
Before Frieren could react, she suddenly felt two small, soft hands close around her chest—and then begin to squeeze.
The unexpected sensation jolted her awake, her eyes snapping open as she instinctively covered her chest at lightning speed.
Unfortunately, she hadn't managed to push Eriri's hands away in time, so instead of covering herself, she ended up covering Eriri's hands.
"Eriri, what are you doing?"
Frieren asked in embarrassment, hurriedly pushing Eriri's hands away before pulling her rumpled pajama top back down.
Once she was decently covered again, she sat up on the bed, her sleepiness completely gone.
"Well, you can't blame me. You refused to get up, so I had no other choice," Eriri said with an innocent expression, though the mischievous grin on her face betrayed her amusement.
Then she raised her hands, curling her fingers into mock-grabbing motions as she continued teasing.
"But I've got to say, even if they're small, they feel pretty nice~"
Hearing that, Frieren could only roll her eyes, her expression a mix of helplessness and disbelief.
Then she looked down at her own chest, placing her hands on it as if to confirm something.
"Hm... they really are kind of small."
A faint sigh escaped her lips as she recalled certain scenes from her memory—of her former apprentice, still just a teenager, yet already possessing an impressive figure.
They had eaten the same food, lived the same way—so why was there such a difference?
The thought made Frieren a little indignant, though she quickly accepted the reality. After all, she had lived for hundreds of years and still looked like this.
Noticing Frieren's muttering, Eriri smiled knowingly. She reached out and gently patted Frieren's head.
"It's fine. Small is cute too."
This wasn't the first time Eriri had said such teasing words to her. When Frieren first joined the chat group, Eriri had made the same comment—originally directed at Natsuki Minamiya, but Frieren had gotten caught in it too.
Frieren let out a soft hum at the memory, clearly recalling that moment as well.
However, she didn't intend to dwell on the subject. After lowering her hands from her chest, she stood up from the bed.
"I'm going to wash up."
With that, she walked straight into the bathroom.
Eriri chuckled and followed her in.
About twenty minutes later, the two of them emerged from the bathroom, now dressed in matching black-and-white JK uniforms instead of pajamas.
Frieren's hairstyle was different from the previous day—she hadn't tied it into twin tails this time but instead let it fall freely down her back.
Her long, silky white hair had been carefully brushed, giving her a stunningly elegant look—a classic image of a white-haired beauty.
Eriri, meanwhile, had also left her golden hair loose, letting it flow naturally.
Just as they finished getting ready, a knock sounded at the door, followed by Keika's cheerful voice.
"Eriri-nee, Frieren-nee, are you awake?"
Hearing that, Eriri and Frieren exchanged smiles before joining hands and walking toward the door.
...
"Good morning, Eriri-nee, Frieren-nee!"
When the two arrived at the dining room with Keika, Ginko Sora was already sitting at the table, eating breakfast.
Upon seeing them, Ginko immediately greeted them politely.
Originally, she had been somewhat distant toward Frieren, but after spending an entire day together yesterday, she had become much more comfortable around her.
Kousuke Kiyotaki wasn't present in the dining room; his breakfast had been taken to his study by Keika, as he didn't want to intrude on the group's morning routine.
"Good morning, Ginko."
Eriri smiled and reached out to pat Ginko's small head affectionately.
Frieren, maintaining her usual calm demeanor, returned Ginko's greeting with a nod before taking a seat at one side of the table.
Eriri sat down beside Ginko, her smile gentle and warm as the morning light filled the cozy dining room.
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