In the apartment, the Cult Leader locked eyes with Meiwa.
"Why?"
When Ash asked this question, Freyja was startled, then thought for a moment and said, "I'm still a legal citizen. I can rent a house to shelter you, I can go to work to support you, anything inconvenient for you can be handed over to me. I... I'll do whatever you tell me to do."
"Although I'm glad you're willing to work to support me," Ash couldn't help but laugh, "but what I mean is not 'why should I take you with me,' but 'why do you want to follow me.'"
Freyja's face turned slightly red, and she looked down at the little Technique Spirit rubbing against her feet, "There's no reason... I just want to follow you."
"Then let me rephrase the question. Why can't you accept me leaving you?"
Freyja opened her mouth but said nothing.
She bit her lower lip, feeling pain somewhere inside, yet she didn't know how to express it.
The education she received for many years didn't allow her to expose her weaknesses.
