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

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"...It's almost certainly true."

"But it is precisely because of the great magician who saw through that one percent that such a historic discovery was made."

"Are you trying to say you're that great magician?"

“I can feel it.” She didn’t reply, but instead reached out and gently stroked the dilapidated treasure chest, saying confidently, “There are valuable magic books inside.”

What is the basis for this?

"My experience as a mage."

"...But you just left the village, right? I was with you all the way here. You've never been to the ruins before. Where did you get this experience?"

"That's why I'm talking about experience as a mage, believe me, Ash, here's a grimoire!"

As she said this, she suddenly lifted the treasure chest.

The next moment...

A huge mouth replaced the magic book she had imagined, and swallowed her whole in a flash, leaving only half of her body outside.

Ash, who had been standing a little further away from the beginning, looked completely bewildered: "...I already said no, but you're still pretending with me, and you're so sure of it that I almost believed your nonsense."

He even considered turning around and leaving, pretending not to know this shameless fellow, but...

Freya, who had been lying there like a corpse, suddenly began to violently twist her exposed buttocks, letting out urgent cries:

"—Waaaaah!! It's so dark! It's so scary~! Let me out~! Ash! Ash, are you still there?! Let me out! It's so dark here! It's so scary~~!"

"...Are you a child? You're all old, are you still afraid of the dark?"

Looking at the buttocks in front of him, which were relatively small but surprisingly plump and constantly swaying, he couldn't help but slap them.

"Ouch—it hurts so much!? Who, who hit me? It's terrifying!! I can't see anything! Ash, right?! It must be you, isn't it?"

"There was a monster just now, and when I was killing it, its tail lashed out at you."

"Really?! I have a feeling..."

"If you don't believe me, that's fine with me. I'll be going now."

"—I believe you! Let me out of here right now! This place is terrifying!!"

Frillie, trapped in the treasure chest, was forced to cry out and give in to him.

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(PS: For those who only watched the anime, in the original prequel novel, Frillien goes to the labyrinth and Vlamé is very shocked by her obsession with the treasure chest...)

The Burial of Frilian: Chapter Twenty-Seven - Frilian's Affairs Never End in Threes

Despite her reluctance, Frillie had no choice but to compromise with him temporarily if she didn't want to use magic to attack the mimic.

The reason she didn't use magic was because she was worried that using magic in this confined space would likely cause her harm, so she didn't want to use that method unless absolutely necessary.

Frillie's fear of the dark and her wiggling hips were incredibly amusing, making Ash want to give her another few more slaps.

However, fearing that dealing with the situation later would be troublesome, he temporarily put aside his impulse, as he dislikes trouble.

They stretched out their hands and pulled on the girl's legs from behind, pulling her out like pulling up a radish, trying to forcibly take Frillie back from the mimic's mouth.

But after just one forceful pull, Frillie cried out in pain, "Wait, wait a minute! It hurts! It really hurts! It'll break! It'll break in two!"

"...That's your own problem. Even if you're going to gamble, shouldn't you at least try cutting it with a knife first and see what happens?"

"Many precious ancient grimoires can be damaged by the slightest vibration. What if you break them by cutting them with a knife?!"

"...You actually dare to talk back to me now? Do you even know your own situation?"

"Just get me out of here quickly, it's really scary in there!"

At this moment, Frillie, who originally had a somewhat innocent and naive demeanor, became unusually easy to bully, just like a child.

He felt it was a bit of a waste to just let him go... but keeping him there wasn't a good idea either, and the other party's attitude was very good, so there was no need to keep teasing him.

So he simply transformed into warrior form, walked to the front, grabbed the mimic's mouth with both hands, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then pulled hard.

With a tearing sound, like cloth being ripped, the mimic's mouth was forcibly ripped open.

With her legs still on the mimic, Freyland, who was pulling herself out with all her might, "flew" out.

After a brief moment of airborne movement, she landed hard on her bottom, in so much pain that she couldn't speak for a moment.

The disgusting sight of its head covered in monster saliva made Ash keep a safe distance from it.

"It's disgusting...it hurts...it's so uncomfortable..." Frillie lay on the ground, head drooping, complaining with a mournful face, while tidying up her messy hair.

During this process, she stared at Ash with teary eyes, making him feel a little uncomfortable: "What? You have a problem with your benefactor?"

"...Just now, you were the one who hit me, weren't you?"

"Nothing."

Faced with this girl who was suddenly different from usual and full of resentment, he silently looked away and pretended not to see her, having no intention of admitting anything.

Seeing this, Frillie narrowed her eyes: "No! It's you!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm the one who saved you, okay?"

"And... what did you just call me?"

Recalling his taunts and comments as he watched the spectacle while she was being devoured, Frilian instantly straightened her posture and stared intently at him.

Did I say anything?

"...He's already quite old."

"What's going on?"

“You actually called me old again…” Frillie suddenly turned her head and stared at him: “Third time’s the charm, no next time—no! This is the third time!”

"Huh? What? What, the third time?"

"You called me an old woman twice before!"

"Have it?"

"Yes!" Frillie nodded vigorously with great certainty.

This left him speechless: "Why are you making such a fuss over something so trivial? Are you that vengeful?"

"Wait a moment, I'll show you what I'm capable of..."

"What do you want to do...?"

Seeing the girl seemingly brewing something, Ash unconsciously became more vigilant and prepared to run away at the slightest change.

The next moment...

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah~!!"

"Huh? W-what???"

Noticing that she had finished her preparations, Ash had already taken two steps back, but the wailing behind him made him freeze in place, turning around blankly.

The girl who had just been so determined to teach him a lesson was now hugging her knees, shrinking into a corner, and crying loudly.

He was completely taken aback, unconsciously stopping his escape. He stared blankly for a long time before looking at Vlame, who had appeared beside him at some point and also looked astonished, and asked, "What's wrong with her...?"

"I don't know, you two are probably closer, right? What's going on?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? You're the master, can't you just appease me?"

"...I don't care if you made me cry."

Vlame clearly didn't want to get entangled, so he left after saying that.

This left him standing there, unsure whether to leave or stay. He pondered for a long time, one hand on his forehead, before finally flicking her long ear: "Frilian, I admit I was wrong... Can I please not say you're old anymore?"

Even though he had been forced to back down, Frillie shook off his hand and started crying even louder.

This forced him to give up, and he simply wanted to leave the vicinity first. Who would have thought that the other party would follow him like this... even crying as she walked, which made her only able to ignore this strange guy by reading a book.

This process lasted for three days and three nights, and she cried until she had no tears left, but she still showed no sign of stopping.

"You need to think of something! It's all your fault, isn't it?"

The incessant weeping for three days made Vlame cover his ears in anguish and urge him on.

Even Celia, who had been living deep within the ruins and had never ventured out, was unusually irritated by the constant weeping echoing within. She finally emerged, giving him a sidelong glance and issuing her final ultimatum:

"If you don't resolve this, I'll throw you and her out together."

"I didn't cry, why are you even scolding me..."

"—It's all your fault!"

"But I... sigh, never mind..."