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

The guild hall was so noisy it felt like the roof was about to be blown off, but suddenly a low pressure descended from the entrance, enough to rub people to the ground.

Our 1.85-meter-tall president, Makarov—well, with an aura of 1.85 meters—is leisurely stepping across the threshold, pipe in hand.

The poor old man went to any lengths to grow taller, including learning giant magic.

The old man's wrinkled face was so black it looked like ink was seeping out, and he was surrounded by a three-foot-thick layer of black mist, the low pressure so thick it was impossible to dissipate.

The guild's wooden signboard, which had been hanging at the entrance for decades, was shaken violently, and even the four characters "Fairy Tail" carved on it were almost shaken off the paint.

Makarov exhaled a puff of smoke from his nose, let out a cold snort that made the windows vibrate, and his right hand, with cracking knuckles, instantly grew to enormous size.

The giant hand, as big as a small mountain, slammed down on the heads of the wild fairies who were making a ruckus all over the place, accompanied by a whooshing sound!

"You brats! How dare you wreck the house while I'm out in a meeting! You've gone too far!"

Riyao was originally in the crowd, but as soon as he saw the president get angry, he immediately ran behind the bar, pointed at them, and bowed and scraped as he rushed to join the line.

"That's right! That's too much! How dare they destroy the house while the great president is away? It's absolutely outrageous!"

Makarov's glare flew over in a flash, his face turning even more frighteningly dark.

"You were talking about them? Not you, right, Riyao!"

Riyao immediately withdrew his pointing hand, put on an innocent, glowing face, and blinked his eyes, which were even bigger than Lucy's, at Makarov with starry eyes, speaking in a sickeningly sweet tone.

"I just stepped inside! I didn't even get a chance to stand in the house while they were wrecking it. Why are you back already, Grandpa?"

Gray, who had just taken off half of his coat and was draped it over his arm, rolled his eyes and bent over with a "yue" when he heard this tone.

"Damn it, Riyue, can you please stop being so disgusting? It's giving me goosebumps all over."

Riyao rolled her eyes, flicked her golden ponytail, and looked disdainful.

"Tch, what does a little kid like you know? This is called the art of speaking, you wouldn't understand."

Makarov huffed and jumped onto the bar stool, slamming his pipe on the table, the sound instantly drowning out all the murmurs in the room.

"Stop hiding! This repair cost will be deducted entirely from your service fees for this month!"

Riyao immediately came over and patted Makarov's back repeatedly, almost making the old man choke on his pipe. He then pretended to comfort him with a frown.

"It's alright, it's alright, Chairman. Don't be upset. These kids will grow up and become more sensible in a couple of years."

The little voice inside him was laughing hysterically: "Hehehe, in two years? Once Natsu, the demolition mastermind, and Mirajane, the delinquent girl, join, they'll tear your guild down to its foundations in no time! Old man, will your meager pension be enough to fill that hole?"

Makarov suddenly shivered, a chill running down his spine. He had a feeling that someone was after his pension.

He glanced around suspiciously, then his eyes locked onto Riyao, who had a fake smile on his face. He immediately slammed his hand on the bar and revealed his true colors.

"Stop pretending to be a good guy! Look at you, going on a mission to the capital and causing quite a ruckus, huh? You wiped out an entire forest on the outskirts of the capital, didn't you?!"

When Kana, who was wiping cups, and Gray, who had just finished kneading bags, heard about the big news, their eyes lit up like light bulbs. They immediately brought their cups over and surrounded Sunrise.

They were so eager to start talking that they even took out sunflower seeds.

Upon hearing this, Riyao got excited. He swung his hand out wide, pounded his chest loudly, and, with spittle flying, boasted wildly about the scene. After finishing his tale, he picked up the teacup on the bar, took a sip, and struck a cool pose.

Gray's eyes widened in shock as he leaned closer, exclaiming, "Ten... a dozen demons? Really? You're kidding!"

Riyao, without batting an eye or breaking a sweat, shamelessly patted his chest and said, "Guaranteed genuine, bro. If it's fake, I'll get you a new one to play with later, okay?"

Kana laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, clutching her stomach and groaning.

"Keep bragging! You said you could send a mountain flying with one punch? Why don't you just boast about being on top of the world?"

Riyao raised his chin at a 45-degree angle and looked up at the ceiling, his nose almost pointing to the sky, letting out a haughty snort.

"Mortals have no understanding of my true power; you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

Makarov rolled his eyes and exhaled a puff of smoke with a look of disdain.

"Nonsense! I, the guild leader, didn't know you knew about fairy law? Where did you steal that knowledge from?"

Without batting an eye, Riyao solemnly spouted nonsense: "This was taught to me in a dream by the first guild master, do you understand? This is called a divine gift!"

Levy, who was taking notes on the mission, had been curious about the book on postpartum care for sows in Riyao's arms. Taking advantage of Riyao's inattention while he was looking up and bragging, she tiptoed and reached into his arms to grab it.

Sunlight reacted quickly, immediately pressing his hand tightly to his chest with a wary expression: "No, Levy!"

Levy wouldn't let go, shaking his arm like a swing: "Sunshine Bro, just let me see!"

Riyao tilted his head and smiled, "It's not impossible for me to show you. I wanted to eat a strawberry sundae and a chocolate sundae as soon as I walked in. If you treat me, I'll show you."

Levy's face immediately fell, and she checked her pockets, only to find them empty: "Ah... I have no money! The commission money isn't even enough for food, sob sob sob."

Riyao immediately put on a disgusted expression: "Ugh, this Levy is so lame~"

Despite his initial resentment, Riyao couldn't resist Levy's persistent pleading and eventually took out the magic book and handed it to her.

Sunlight himself was already researching and collecting incomplete additional magic, so he had a foundation and finished reading everything on the way back without any effort.

Having taken the items but unable to pay, they had no choice but to accept the consequences. Riyao immediately rubbed his hands together, grinning slyly, his eyes sparkling as he stared at Levy's hair. Without a word, he started braiding her hair, and in no time...

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Riyao stepped back, crossed his arms, looked at the hairstyle from left to right, and nodded in satisfaction: "Keep this hairstyle for a month, no changes allowed."

Levy pouted and frowned, looking unhappy. Sunlight raised his eyebrows and drew out a long "Hmm↗↘", the threat almost overflowing. Levy immediately cowered and reluctantly nodded in submission.

Just as he finished fussing, the woman with the purple braided hair came over with a plate, smiling broadly, and placed the food in front of Riyao: "Hehehe, the chicken soup is here~"

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Riyao froze. He had been starving just moments before, but suddenly he had no appetite at all.

Gray and Cana, who were standing nearby, didn't care. They figured they might as well eat it, so they immediately pounced on the chicken soup, grabbed spoons, and devoured it. The three of them wiped their mouths and let out a satisfied burp.

Sunlight deliberately burped in Gray's face, being incredibly obnoxious. Gray couldn't stand it and immediately punched him. The two of them started fighting on the spot, their fists hitting each other with loud thuds, knocking over the table next to them.

Before long, two powerful iron fists flew over, each taking a hit from Makarov's "Iron Fist of Love," instantly raising a bump the size of a quail egg on each of their heads. Riyao, clutching his bump, looked on indignantly, about to shout, "A...bag of rice..."

The words had barely left his mouth when Makarov rushed forward and covered his mouth tightly, leaving the old man with a stiff smile.

"Hey Riyao, can you stop carrying that bag of rice? My old bones have osteoporosis, I can't carry this!"

Sunburst groaned a few times under Makarov's claws before Makarov finally released his grip and shouted helplessly at the bar.

"Fine, fine, I give up! Macao, get this kid a Coke from '82, iced, no ice cubes, put it on my tab!"

Gray, touching the bump on his head, saw it was unfair and immediately complained, "Why does he get a Coke but I don't, old man! That's so unfair!"

Makarov waved his hand dismissively, like shooing away flies: "Go away, go away! There's freshly turned mud in the corner of the backyard, go play somewhere else!"

Gray exploded on the spot: "Hey! I'm way past the age of playing in the mud! No, I've never even played in the mud! Why should I play in the mud?!"

Kana, lying on the bar counter, laughed so hard she slapped the table, tears welling up in her eyes: "Grey, your clothes."

Sunny took a sip of his iced cola with a smug look on his face, patted Gray on the shoulder and said, "Gray, Gray, this is what happens when you don't have the ability. Work hard and try to surpass me as soon as possible."

After showing off, Riyao swirled half a glass of iced cola, whistled smugly, and walked out of the guild gate, intending to go back to his manor in the suburbs to tidy up and relax for a day.