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

Elfman ate the last bite of shrimp paste with tears in his eyes.

The shrimp paste was overcooked, and I don't know if it's just my imagination, but it tasted a bit bitter when I chewed it.

Then he took out his phone, opened the payment app, scanned the QR code on the counter, and paid the bill.

The notification sound of successful payment was particularly loud in the empty hot pot restaurant.

Elfman walked out of the hot pot restaurant, looking dejected.

His shoulders slumped, his arms hung at his sides, he walked slowly, his steps were unsteady, and he didn't feel the ground beneath his feet.

He stood at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, watching the people coming and going in the mall, unsure of where to go next.

Suddenly, a knocking sound came from the glass.

dong dong dong.

Elfman turned his head to look.

In the dessert shop next to the hot pot restaurant, Riyao was sitting by the window, holding a cold drink in his hand, looking at him with a grin.

Mirajane was sitting next to him, Lisanna was sitting opposite him, and Erza, Lucy, and Levy were sitting next to him.

Six people sat neatly in the dessert shop, the table was full of cold drinks and cakes, and each of them held a drink in their hand and waved to him.

Riyao was the happiest, and even raised his cold drink cup to touch it to him from a distance.

Elfman was completely dumbfounded.

He stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape, looking at the hot pot restaurant, then at the dessert shop, then back at the hot pot restaurant.

No? They really are next door?

What is real? What is fake?

Elfman's expression completely collapsed; his eyes were vacant, and a faint, bitter smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

She leaned against the glass wall, slowly slid down, and finally squatted on the ground, holding her head in her hands.

Mirajane pinched the soft flesh on Sunshine's waist under the table, his two fingers precisely pinching a small piece of flesh and rotating it ninety degrees.

"Look what you've done."

Riyao was in so much pain that he twisted into a ball, shrinking to the side, and his smile instantly turned into a grimace.

"Ouch, that hurts..."

Elfman squatted on the ground, looking at Riyao with a resentful expression through the glass.

His gaze pierced through the glass, fixed directly on Riyao's face. His eyes were unblinking, his lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down.

Riyao felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he put down his cold drink and rubbed his arms.

"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you later."

Elfman remained silent, staring intently at the Sunburst.

The squatting posture remains unchanged, the expression remains unchanged, and the gaze remains unchanged.

Riyao scratched his head, ran his fingers through his hair a couple of times, and then tentatively began to speak.

"Shall I buy you a can of protein powder?"

Elfman finally made a move.

He raised his right hand, showing three fingers, the movement slow but firm.

Riyao sighed, the sound coming out through his nose.

"Okay, okay."

Elfman stood up, the resentment on his face vanishing instantly, replaced by a satisfied expression.

With a smile, bright eyes, and a completely refreshed appearance, she looked radiant.

He patted non-existent dust off his pants, pushed open the door of the dessert shop, strode inside, and squeezed into a seat next to Lisana.

Three cans of protein powder.

Worth it.

Mirajane looked at his idiot brother, shook his head, and his lips twitched.

The group, carrying their drinks, got up and left the dessert shop.

After a full meal, take a walk to digest.

Outside the mall, in the open-air plaza, a cool evening breeze blew by, dispelling the smell of hot pot from our clothes.

The sky was filled with countless stars. It was quite lucky to be able to see so many stars amidst the city's light pollution.

Lucy tilted her head back, took a deep breath, and Levy took her arm, and the two walked side by side.

Erza walked at the front, carrying a strawberry cake in her hand.

Lisana and Elfman walked at the very back. Lisana was poking Elfman's arm with her finger, asking him what it felt like to eat hot pot alone.

Elfman blushed slightly and mumbled something unintelligible.

Suddenly, a burst of rousing music was heard.

The sound of an electric guitar came from the other end of the square, piercing through the evening breeze and the noise of the crowd. The melody was familiar, carrying a kind of energy that burned to the bone.

The group walked in the direction of the music.

In a corner of the square, a band was playing energetically on the street.

Several onlookers stood nearby, some nodding along with the rhythm, others filming with their phones.

♬Fairy Tail Main Them♫

The boy with long black hair was intently playing the electric guitar, his fingers flying across the strings. The guitar was an oddly shaped instrument with sharp angles, and its body was covered with stickers of various bands.

He closed his eyes, his body swaying slightly to the rhythm, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The boy with short blond hair was also playing an electric guitar. His guitar even had an electric arc effect on it. Every time he played a high note, a golden current would flash on the guitar, crackling and popping, making it particularly eye-catching in the night.

A boy with long green hair stood at the back, playing the bass. The bass lines were deep and steady. He pushed up his glasses and looked serious.

The boy with the most outrageous hairstyle sat behind the drum set, gripping the drumsticks with both hands and pounding the drums wildly, his head shaking rapidly, spittle flying everywhere, the drumbeats so dense they made it hard to breathe.

A brown-haired girl next to them was holding up her phone and recording them. She slid her finger across the screen, adjusting the shooting angle, sometimes crouching down and sometimes standing up.

Riyao smirked, his grip on the cold drink cup making a cracking sound.

"Isn't this Director Ma's eldest grandson?"

Lucy turned to look at Sunrise, pointing in the direction of the band.

"Do you know them?"

"Mmm."

Sunrise nodded and began pointing to them one by one.

"The one with black hair is Gajeel, the one with blond hair is Laxus, the one with green hair is Freed, the burly man drumming so enthusiastically is Biglos, and the auntie recording the video is Abba Grin..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Abba Green's finger stopped on the phone screen, the record button was still lit up red, but her head had slowly turned around, her gaze passing through the lights in the square and locking onto Riyao.

She was wearing a purple dress and two large earrings. The smile on her lips gradually faded, and her lips pursed into a thin line.

"I call this the mature woman style!"

She took a deep breath, her voice squeezed out from her throat, a trembling sound of gritted teeth.

"Damn Sunrise!"

Sunlight flashed and hid behind Mirajane, placing his hands on Mirajane's shoulders, peeking out only half of his head, a smug smile still on his lips.

"It's almost burnt."

Abba Green's hand trembled, and the phone almost slipped from her grasp.

She gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white, and looked at Riyao's face hiding behind Mirajane. A surge of urge to smash the phone over her chest welled up inside her.

She glanced at her phone screen, then at Riyue, took a deep breath, looked at her phone again, and finally gripped it tightly in her hand.

Laxus's guitar played a wrong note, emitting a piercing scream.

"How could you be such a bastard?"

Gajeel stopped playing his guitar, opened one eye, and glanced in this direction.

"Tui..."

Philid's bass was still playing, but he frowned.

"Ugh."

Biglos was still beating his drum, but he poked his head out, looked at Abbagrim, then at Sunshine, and then grinned.

"Hahaha, you guys are here too."