ebonymovies Chapter 38 Mira's Kindness
Chapter 38 Mira's Kindness
Chess sat around the guild's square table with Lucy and the others.
"Huh? 70 J for a photo shoot?!" Lucy exclaimed in surprise.
She learned about the amount of payment from the Dark Magician Girl and her eyes lit up with envy.
You know, even after she and Nazhabi went through all that trouble to go to the Duke's castle and destroy the books, they only managed to get this many!
And in the end, I still didn't get it!
My rent is exactly 7 J, which means that taking a photoshoot with Mira in Dark Magician Girl would cover ten months' rent?!
"Although it's safer than a subjugation-type commission, it's still not an easy task when you actually do it."
Mira came over with beer and snacks, and after setting everything on the table, she smiled and suggested to Lucy, "If Lucy is interested, I can recommend some things for you."
Hearing this, Lucy immediately deflated: "No, no, I definitely can't do it."
Even now, she remembers very clearly what happened when she bought the Canis Minor Key at the Harugeon Magic Item Shop.
All my seduction efforts only earned me a discount of 1000J!
"Don't be so insecure. After all, Lucy is super cute and has a great figure," Mira said, giving Lucy a serious look before offering words of comfort.
Chase picked up his ice-cold beer, took a swig, and laughed, "Haha, that's true, but I have this strange feeling that not many people will buy into Lucy's act."
Thinking about it carefully, from the bald old man in the prop shop to the gatekeeper of the Grand Magic Games, Lucy's seduction technique doesn't seem to have ever succeeded in the original work.
"...Since it's just a feeling, please, Chess, don't say it out loud next time." Lucy's worried expression deepened.
"Come to think of it, Lucy would be more suited to an editor's job than a cover girl, wouldn't she?"
Natsu, resting his chin on his hand, ate the flaming noodles from his plate and said with unusual seriousness, "After all, I was secretly writing... Pfft!!"
"Ugh! We can't talk about things like that!!"
Before he could finish speaking, he was sent flying by Lucy's iron fist, her face flushed with embarrassment, crashing into a pillar in the hall and spitting out noodles mixed with white foam.
"Lucy, it's so scary..." Happy trembled.
"Oh my, I almost overheard a really interesting secret."
Mira smiled and began to speculate to herself, "A suitable job for an editor requires writing in secret, without anyone knowing, hmm..."
Just as she was about to deduce the correct answer, Lucy resignedly closed her eyes.
As Levy said, having your own novel discovered is no different from being seen naked.
Lucy, who was about to be "publicly executed," felt a sense of shame, as if a corner of her skirt had been torn off and was gradually slipping down.
"Could it be that you, Lucy, were secretly recording everyone's gossip?!" Mira exclaimed in horror.
"No, it's just pure nonsense... Huh? A rumor?" Lucy's eyes widened.
The skirt, which was almost exposed, suddenly stretched up and was firmly bound by a belt.
"Yeah, I heard from Happy that you even paid for rumors about me and Chase, didn't you?"
Mira suddenly smiled, revealing her signature gentle smile.
However, in Lucy's eyes, this smile seemed a bit more ruthless than usual.
Yes, the "nuclear" in "nuclear flat".
Dead cat!
You betrayed me!
Where is the most basic business ethics?
What about trust between people—oops, I mean between people and cats?!
Caught red-handed, Lucy glared at Happy with bloodshot eyes, wishing she could throw the dead cat into the river to feed the fish!
Harpy sensed the murderous intent and immediately darted into the air at lightning speed. Once he was sure he was safe, he said matter-of-factly, "Well, Mira treated me to grilled fish for free, so you can't blame me for this."
So you sold me for a grilled fish?!
Lucy clenched her fists tightly, her anger burning even more fiercely.
When their eyes met, the anger vanished instantly, replaced by a look of complete obedience.
"Um, Mira, let me explain..."
"It's nothing really, but if you want to know this kind of information in the future, just come and ask me."
Mi stretched out her fingers and pressed them against her cheek, glancing sideways at the other guild members, and laughed, "I have far more information than Harpy, and I don't even charge you anything."
Given her personality, she certainly wouldn't care about such trivial matters. The reason she pretended to have a kind look in her eyes was simply because she thought it was fun and wanted to scare the timid Lucy.
After all, his hidden cunning nature is undeniable.
After repeatedly confirming that Mira was really not angry, Lucy finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief and slumped onto the table as if she had been reborn.
She felt relieved, but Kana Macao and the others, who were being scanned by her gaze, tensed up and became restless.
Mira has a lot of dirt on her, and any one of it would be extremely explosive.
In the past, they could have used their fists to bluff, but now, sitting in front of them...
It's Mirajane, the demon who has regained her magic!
boom!
The sound of the guild door being pushed open suddenly broke the eerily quiet atmosphere.
The sunlight streaming in from outside elongated his short figure, making him appear taller.
Wearing a top hat, Maklov had a gloomy face. He spotted Chess sitting in the crowd and strode over with heavy steps.
There's a murderous aura about him?!
Nazgre was startled and silently moved back several steps, like a guardian deity...
Yes, they very tacitly shielded Chase in front of them.
Although they didn't know exactly what had happened, making a quick getaway was definitely the right thing to do!
Lucy sat there anxiously, looking around, unsure whether to leave or stay.
In contrast, Mira appeared much calmer, greeting everyone with a smile: "President, you're back from the Council so soon?"
According to Loki and others, the chairman was summoned to a meeting by the council early in the morning.
"Chess..."
Makarov nodded to Mira, walked straight to Chess, and with a leap, jumped directly onto the table.
"President, thank you for your hard work." Chess remained as steady as an old dog.
He caught the barely perceptible smile on Makarov's lips.
Sure enough, just when Nazgray thought the chairman was about to lose his temper again...
Makarov, who had been looking serious, suddenly grinned and gave Chess a thumbs-up, his demeanor completely changing: "Well done this time!"
Immediately following, the old man burst into a hearty laugh, feeling utterly delighted.
"Hahaha! It's been so long since I've felt this triumphant!"
"Seeing those usually arrogant guys in the council looking like they'd just eaten shit is incredibly satisfying!"
"A banquet! We absolutely must have a grand banquet to celebrate today!!"
At the time, he walked into the council chamber dejectedly, having made up his mind, but he never expected that he would come out with his head held high and his head held high.
The reason, of course, is the incident on the Isle of Calamity's Ruins that happened yesterday.
Many of the rescued people wrote letters to the council, expressing their gratitude to Chess and Fairy Tail for saving their lives.
Some people even went to the branch office in person, just wanting the council to pass on a greeting to Fairy Tail.
The surprise came so suddenly that Makarov was overjoyed, and even a passing dog couldn't resist going over to give him a kiss!
Amidst the excited cheers of the guild members, the lively banquet began.
Meanwhile, as the newspaper deliverymen spread, news from Chess began to spread rapidly throughout the Kingdom of Fiore.
Onibas City, a noisy mage bar.
At the bar, a female mage clad in steel armor and sporting long, fiery red hair slowly put down the newspaper in her hand.
"I just can't do anything with you. You've only just gotten back and you've already caused such a commotion."
Looking at the familiar figure in the newspaper, the female mage smiled and shook her head, a hint of anticipation flickering in her beautiful eyes. "Come to think of it, it seems like it's been almost a year since we last met, hasn't it?"
"Chess..."