Fairy Tail: This Healing Mage's hits hurt so much!

Leon put on his clothes, picked up a dessert and a cold drink, and walked confidently to Juvia's table.

"Here's your dessert, beautiful lady."

Juvia looked away from Gray and nodded politely.

"Thanks."

Leon put down the dessert and stood there without moving.

He rubbed his hands together somewhat nervously.

"that……"

She rubbed the corner of her clothes again.

"Can we be friends?"

Juvia's mind exploded instantly.

Add it? Or not?

If I add him, can I follow the trail and get Gray's friend through this person?

But if I add another boy in front of Gray, won't he misunderstand?

What if there's a misunderstanding?

What if he thinks I'm a promiscuous girl?

But if I don't join, I'll miss another opportunity to get close to Lord Gray...

I'm so conflicted.

In those three seconds when her brain was working at high speed.

Boom!

A stainless steel plate flew from behind the counter and hit Leon squarely on the back of the head.

Leon collapsed to the ground.

"You idiot, stop bothering the customers!"

Gray stood behind the counter, his hand still in a throwing stance, veins bulging on his neck.

Leon got up from the ground, covered his head, turned around and rushed over to fight Gray.

The two wrestled together, fighting from behind the counter to next to the beverage dispenser, and then rolled onto the floor.

The tables and chairs creaked from the impact.

"You're the idiot!"

"You're a stripper maniac!"

"You're such a clever imitator!"

"You're a pervert!"

"You're a pervert!"

Jubia took the opportunity to get closer and watch.

Gray looks so cool when he fights.

That sentence was floating in her mind.

A white shirt flew out from between the two wrestling men, arcing through the air before landing precisely on Juvia's face.

She froze.

Steam rose from above, and the edges of his white shirt trembled slightly from the heat.

Riyao put down the ice cream scoop and took out his phone.

"This needs to be recorded."

Mirajane also took out his phone, and the two of them pressed the shutter at the same time.

Click.

Click.

Lisana and Elfman joined in, and the four of them formed a circle, snapping away at the steaming Juvia.

Uru came out of the kitchen, holding a rolling pin in his hand.

Seeing the scene before her, she took a deep breath.

boom!

boom!

Each of them received a sharp rap on the head, landing solidly on Gray and Leon's foreheads.

The two of them squatted down at the same time, holding their heads.

"You two idiots!"

Uru slammed the spatula on the table.

"There are still guests here; there's a limit to how much nonsense you can cause!"

Gray rubbed his head and turned away.

Leon rubbed his head and turned away.

The two of them had the backs of their heads facing each other.

jingle.

The door was pushed open, and the wind chimes on the door rang once.

Urutia led Melti in.

She was wearing a dark gray long trench coat and frameless glasses perched on her nose, making her look neat and tidy.

"Are you guys messing around again?"

She adjusted her glasses, her tone indifferent.

When Uru saw Urutia, the anger on his face instantly vanished, and he smiled so broadly that his eyes crinkled.

"You brought little Melty to play again today."

"Yeah, I don't have class today, so I brought her here to shop around."

Urudia walked to the counter, and Melty obediently followed behind her.

"Hello, Aunt Uru."

Melty's voice was soft.

"Little Melty is such a good girl."

Uru bent down and patted Melty's head.

"Urutia is so lucky to have a student like you."

Riyao put down his phone and glanced at Urutia.

The face looks familiar.

I think he's a professor of archaeology and linguistics at the school; I've seen him once before in the lecture hall.

Gray got up from the ground, his face bruised and swollen, and carried a tray of desserts to Sunshine and the others' table.

Please enjoy your meal.

He tried to maintain a waiter's smile, but the bruises on his face ruined the whole thing.

"Brother."

Riyao pointed at him.

Your clothes are missing again.

Gray looked down.

He was shirtless.

"ah?!"

He turned around abruptly and began searching the entire store for clothes.

Search under chairs, next to trash cans, and under cabinets.

No.

The white shirt on the ground is gone.

Juvia sat in the corner, casually stirring the cold drink in front of her with one hand, while stuffing a wad of white cloth into her bag with the other.

The movements were very natural.

His expression was very calm.

The tips of her ears turned red.

Riyao watched this scene and shook his head.

"The world is going to the dogs."

Mirajane scooped up a full spoonful of ice cream and stuffed it into Riyao's mouth.

"You're still looking?"

"Mmm..."

Riyao's mouth was stuffed full, and he couldn't speak at all.

There was so much ice cream that he was spitting out cold air, his mouth was agape and he couldn't close it, and he was burning up from the ice cream.

He gave Mirajane a resentful look.

Mirajane picked up his cup and looked out the window.

What's so interesting about looking out the window?

Riyao licked his lips, with ice cream still stuck to the corner of his mouth.

He reached out and grabbed Mirajane's chin, turned her face towards him, and kissed her.

Mirajane now has an ice cream-shaped lip print on her face.

White, with clear outlines.

Mirajane smiled.

Her smile was exceptionally sweet, so sweet it sent chills down your spine.

She reached under the table and pinched the soft flesh of Riyao's waist with two fingers.

Twist it hard.

Riyao almost jumped up, and quickly grabbed her hand to beg for mercy.

"I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Mirajane tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.

"..."

Riyao opened his mouth.

silent.

Why did I unleash such a powerful attack? Where's my rage bar? I need to check my cards! This boss has no sportsmanship!

opposite.

Lisana leaned on Elfman's arm and began to act with a grin.

"Elfmango, what did you do wrong?"

"A real man never goes wrong!"

Elfman straightened his back, his tone resolute.

Riyao gave them a disgruntled look.

"hiss."

He gasped.

"I feel like I've turned blue."

"What?"

Mirajane's ears twitched, a provocation!

"Too light?"

She applied more pressure to her fingers.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Riyao shrank back.

"It's turned purplish-black now!"

Mirajane paused for a moment before realizing that he had just said "blue," not "light."

She released her hand and, feeling a little embarrassed, gently massaged the soft flesh around his waist, her fingertips making light circles.

"You must have misheard."

Her voice softened slightly.

"You won't blame them, right?"

Riyao's lips twitched.

"Well……"

"Right?"

Mirajane's smile softened further, but her hands continued moving.

Riyao pursed his lips, nodded, and held back his tears.

(´இVanஇ｀)

What a painful realization!