Felix returned to her room, washed up briefly, and lay down on the bed. Because the room temperature was comfortable, she wore only a loose shirt on top and panties below. She turned onto her side, hugged the Lala Fat pillow, and buried her face in the soft Doll.
After Freya recovered her memories, that reaction was not strange at all. What truly surprised Felix was that even the cold, proud, and steady Siffrin had calmly accepted the fact that she liked Ash after recovering her memories.
It was as if only she was different.
Whether it was starting from Senro Country, when she sent Ash several revealing selfies every day, or a few days ago, when she used makeup as an excuse to secretly get intimate with Ash... Even if she had kept finding excuses to deceive herself at the time, now that she reexamined those memories, Felix understood that she really did like Ash.
But now she did not want to keep liking Ash.
How could she like someone like that?
Putting aside the fact that she was unwilling and did not dare share favor with Sword Maiden and the others, even if she were willing to join them, she still could not accept such a chaotic way of getting along. She had watched the Developer Conference up close several times, and on Bridal Night she had even caught one startled glimpse, spotting the cream that had flowed out of Puff... Just imagining herself in the middle of it made her so ashamed her whole body burned.
She absolutely refused to lie beside them and watch Ash fool around with other people!
And just as Freya had said, everyone's standards had become different, but no matter how Felix broke through her own bottom line, her standard remained unmoved: