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

Riyao slept until the next evening.

Since being dragged into the bathroom by Mirajane last night to take a shower, I've been lying on the bed and haven't moved since.

She was nestled in the soft bedding, breathing evenly, her face clean and her hair neat, showing no trace of the disheveled appearance she had yesterday.

Mirajane nudged Sunshine.

"Wake up, Sunrise."

Riyao grunted twice, buried his face deeper into the pillow, curled up into a ball, and wrapped himself in the blanket like a silkworm cocoon.

Mirajane reached out and pulled him over, turning him back over.

"If you don't wake up soon, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"

Riyao's voice was muffled, squeezed out from between the pillows.

"Let me sleep for five more minutes."

Mirajane leaned down and whispered a couple of words in his ear.

Riyao jolted awake, sitting up in bed so quickly that he threw the blanket off onto the floor.

His face looked so wronged, his eyebrows drooped, and the corners of his mouth turned down, just like a cat whose dried fish had been stolen.

Mirajane grinned and hugged Sunrise, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Come on, I picked out a nice dress for you."

She dragged him into the bathroom to wash up.

She shoved the toothbrush into his mouth and smeared a towel on his face in one fluid motion. Riyao kept his eyes closed the whole time, letting her manipulate him like a puppet on a string.

The banquet hall in the palace was bustling with activity.

The crystal chandelier illuminated the entire hall, and the long table was laden with all kinds of food, including roasted lamb leg, whole roasted chicken, three-tiered cake, boiled black-backed bass, "Judgment Time" (a dish), fruit platter, and many other delicacies.

The air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat and the milky scent of desserts, a mingled fragrance that made one's stomach rumble.

All the mages fighting in the royal capital were invited to participate.

The members of each guild wore their own formal attire. It was a bit unusual for these guys who usually fought and killed to be dressed in formal clothes, but the atmosphere was really great.

The blue Pegasus is the most carefree.

They were used to attending these kinds of banquets, each holding a wine glass with elegant posture, their every move showing they were seasoned socialites.

Hibiki and Jenny were munching on each other in the corner.

The two were pressed tightly together, their lips stuck together, and pink bubbles were rising around them.

The air around us was sickeningly sweet.

Lian and Shirley held hands, acting all coy and awkward.

Their fingers were intertwined, then loosened and then hooked again, both of them with their heads down, their ears so red they could bleed.

Lucy couldn't help but complain.

"After all these years, he still likes this style."

Ivan pursed his lips, held a glass of wine, looked at the couple on his left, then at the couple on his right, and felt a little superfluous.

He changed his appearance with every step he took, and his posture changed with each step he came to Erza's side.

"Erza, you smell so good today~ manly~"

Erza shuddered, goosebumps rose all over her body, her face turned bright red, and she kicked Ye Yi away.

It flew through the air in an arc, and landed still in its shape, lying in the corner of the wall, its fingers still trembling.

Miliana approached with Kagura.

"Elu-chan!"

She threw herself on Erza and hugged her tightly, hanging her whole body around Erza's neck, her legs swinging back and forth.

Kagura stood to the side, feeling very uncomfortable.

She tugged at the hem of her dress, her fingers gripping the fabric, her shoulders hunched over; she had never worn this type of dress before.

She usually wears combat gear; her everyday attire was something other members forced her to wear.

Now, suddenly wearing such a glamorous dress, I feel completely out of place.

Erza patted Miliana's head, then reached out and patted Kagura's head.

"Miliana, Kagura, you both look beautiful in your dresses today."

These words made Kagura's face turn as red as an apple, the redness spreading from her neck all the way to the tips of her ears.

She lowered her head, her fingers twisting together, her lips moved, but she didn't utter a single word.

Miriam and Erza exchanged a glance, and the corners of their mouths turned up at the same time, as they decided to tease each other.

Gray held up his champagne glass, swirling the liquid with an elegant gesture.

Of course, we have to ignore Gray's shirtless appearance.

The man's upper body has clearly defined muscles, and he is holding a wine glass, creating an inexplicable sense of incongruity in the image.

Kana took a swig of her drink and looked him up and down.

"Grey, where are your clothes?"

Gray looked down and nearly dropped his wine glass.

He frantically searched for his clothes all over the floor, bending over and crawling under the table, his butt sticking out high.

Juvia handed the clothes to Gray, holding them in both hands and folding them neatly.

"Lord Grey, Juvia has kept your clothes very well."

Gray took the clothes and could still feel their warmth, carrying his body heat.

His eye twitched.

Happy floated over, swishing his tail back and forth.

"They're having an affair~"

"Shut up, Happy!"

Gray pinched Happy's face and pulled it to both sides, stretching Happy's face into an oval shape and his mouth into an arc, yet he still managed to make muffled sounds.

"Aye~aye~"

Lucy stood in the crowd, her posture very natural.

After all, she is the eldest daughter of the Heartfilia family, and her manners have been rigorously trained.

She held a glass of red wine, stood ramrod straight, and had a perfectly timed smile, exuding the air of a young lady from head to toe.

Levy tasted the red wine, took a small sip, and as soon as the liquid touched the tip of her tongue, her face scrunched up.

Her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes narrowed to slits, and her lips pursed high. A sour and astringent taste exploded on her tongue, and she shuddered.

"Hahaha, Rei-chan, you're such a loser."

"So, Rukia, you're pretty brave, huh?"

Levy reached out to tickle Lucy's waist, and Lucy twisted her body to avoid it. The two of them played around and their laughter carried far away.

Mebius stood beside the dining table, gripping the edge with both hands, standing on tiptoe, his mouth watering uncontrollably.

Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, falling down and pooling on the ground.

She reached out to grab a piece of cake, but her hand went right through it. Then she tried to grab a cookie, but her fingers went right through it again.

Mirajane led Sunrise into the banquet hall.

She wore a black lace dress with the hem just reaching her ankles, which made her look elegant and gentle, a stark contrast to her usual combative demeanor.

Riyao was dressed up by Mirajane, wearing a black suit with gold patterns, a crisp collar, fine gold thread embroidery on the cuffs, and his hair was neatly combed.

As soon as the two entered, a crowd gathered around them.

"Sunrise! You're awake!"

"That tree yesterday was amazing!"

Are you alright?

Riyao sighed.

As expected.

"I'm so hungry, please let me have some food."

Makarov came over to help Riyao out of the predicament, his hands behind his back, smiling broadly.

"The child has been unconscious for a day and a night. If we don't give him something to eat soon, Mira will probably get angry."

Mirajane glared at the group, looking even more frightening than in his Satanic Soul form.

The group awkwardly dispersed, slinking back to their seats and pretending they were drinking and chatting.

Riyao led Mirajane to the dining table.

He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a leg of lamb from the table, and started gnawing on it.

With one bite, the juices dripped down his chin. He chewed a couple of times, his eyes lighting up, and then he tore into the meat in large bites, completely disregarding his image.

Mirajane shook his head helplessly.

"I'm going to go chat with Erza and the others. You can take your time eating."

"Mmm..."

Riyao's mouth was stuffed full of meat, his cheeks bulging like a hamster's, and he gave a muffled reply.

He continued gnawing on his lamb leg, glancing at Mebbs beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Mavis was standing on tiptoe, staring pitifully at a plate of small cakes on the table, drooling like a waterfall.

Sunlight deliberately picked up a small cake and waved it in front of Mavis, the cake floating right under her nose.

Mavis rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Are you being polite?"

Riyao grinned and stuffed the small cake into his mouth, chewing it with a loud smacking sound.

Mebius clenched his fists, his ahoge standing on end in anger.

Lucy looked around, her gaze sweeping across the banquet hall.

"Where's that idiot Natsu? Is he still asleep?"

Happy flew over and landed on Lucy's shoulder.

"You're awake. I wonder where you went. Did Natsu get lost?"

"Impossible. Even if he didn't know the way, he could still follow the scent here."

As soon as Lucy finished speaking, Arcadios cleared his throat, his voice echoing through the banquet hall.

"His Majesty the King has arrived!"

All eyes turned to the entrance of the passage.

As a result, Natsu walked out of the passage wearing a crown.

He walked with his head held high and chest out, the crown perched crookedly on his head, pressing down on his messy hair.

He grinned, his smile as wide as a weasel that had stolen a chicken.

This surprised everyone present.

Thomas jumped around at Natsu's feet, reaching out to grab him, but couldn't reach him. He jumped up to reach him again, but still couldn't reach him.

The old man's face turned red with anxiety.

"Give me back the crown."

Natsu laughed heartily, holding the crown with one hand to prevent it from falling, and putting the other hand on his hip.

"Hehehe, we won the championship, let me wear the crown too!"

I don't know who laughed first.

Then everyone burst into laughter, which echoed throughout the banquet hall, even making the crystal chandelier sway.