"..."
Yet even as she was being talked about, the white-haired witch said nothing.
She stayed right where she was, completely at ease and utterly unabashed, her face full of contentment as she soaked in the hot spring. She didn't pay the slightest attention to Annie and Frieren, who were "gossiping" about her.
She simply tilted her head back a little and closed her eyes, as if immersed in the blissful warmth of the spring, oblivious to everything around her, almost as though she were asleep.
"..."
Seeing her teacher deliberately ignore her, Frieren knew there was no point trying to persuade her. She pursed her lips in displeasure, her soft pink mouth sticking out farther and farther.
In the end, she could only let out a quiet sigh. Then she gave up on her teacher and went back to chatting idly with Annie.
"..."
"Annie, listen!"
"When Lord Heiter entrusted me to Lady Frieren, what he really wanted was for her to look after me..."
"But what happened?"
"Ever since we set out on our journey, it's felt like I've been the one looking after Lady Frieren the whole time..."
"And another thing!"
"You have no idea how unreliable Lady Frieren can be..."
"She's just as lazy, gluttonous, and sleepy as you..."
"I'm not talking about you!"
"For example, before we met you in the trade city of Balrum, we visited a town and took on a quest. And what did she do? She got lost..."
"She kept insisting she knew the way, that she could find it with her eyes closed, but..."
"In the end, she led me around the woods outside that town for several days. If we hadn't both been able to fly, if we hadn't had plenty of supplies, and if we hadn't spent a