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

What consequences will arise if neither Makarov nor Erza are in the guild?

Since neither of them happened to be here today, things just exploded.

Filming has officially begun for "I'm Not a Demolition Boss," starring Natsu!

It all started with Gray's cheeky daily antics.

He swept his coat, which was draped over the back of the chair, onto the floor and deliberately raised an eyebrow at Natsu, shaking his head.

Natsu was already holding back his anger and wanted to beat him up, so he raised his foot and pounced on him, not noticing the clothes on the ground, and fell face-first into the mud with a "thud".

She also accidentally knocked over the peach juice glass that Kana had just placed on the bar, splashing amber-colored juice all over the floor.

"How dare you step on my clothes!"

Gray instantly bristled and struck an ice pose.

"How dare you plot against me!"

Natsu got up, gripped his Flame Fist, and charged forward.

"You spilled my juice!"

As soon as Kana put away her tarot cards, she saw that her juice had been spilled, so she grabbed the glass and smashed it at the two of them.

"She actually cut her pigtails!"

To ensure the team remained organized, Riyao immediately joined the group!

Levy, who was squatting in the corner organizing guild files while holding magical documents, rolled her eyes so wide they reached the back of her head, and immediately complained.

"Is that the point?! That was ages ago!"

The fight between Gray and Natsu instantly affected the innocent members around them.

The blue fat cat eating dorayaki.

The silver curls of the strawberry parfait.

A baby with curly sideburns drinking coffee.

A chef with curly eyebrows who cooks.

The white-haired man singing "Remembering the Past, Tears Never Dry".

The man with facial paralysis who plays the Ansai waist drum and is holding a knife.

In less than a quarter of an hour, not a single person who was just standing around watching the show was left in the guild; everyone was swept up in the scaffolding.

"Ice bastard, Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" Natsu's fist, enveloped in crimson flames, slammed towards Gray.

"Fire Dragon Idiot, Ice Form - Heavy Hammer!"

Gray's ice hammer, carrying a chilling aura, smashed down, shards of ice flying all over the guild.

"You bastards, Zhao Lei's fate!"

Kana held the card and summoned several bolts of lightning to strike the two of them.

"Waaah, Riyao, save me!"

Levy almost got her arm rubbed by an icicle, and hid behind Sunlight while clutching her books, shouting.

"Don't be afraid, I can save you as long as you have a breath left. It's painless, risk-free, and leaves no scars."

Riyao squatted to the side, a bright green healing magic circle already appearing on his fingertips.

"Dead wood, dead wood, falling!"

A boy wearing a straw hat suddenly darted out from the corner.

"Ora Ora Ora".

The invincible-looking young man stood calmly posing.

"Resurrected! I will fight to the death to defeat you!"

Suddenly, a boy wearing blue star-patterned shorts rolled out of the guild's junkyard.

Sunburst's ears suddenly twitched; it was the crisp sound of Erza's armor rubbing together. At the same time, he sensed the guild's immense magical power.

He instantly scooped up Levy, who was still in a daze beside him, jumped over the bar, and began wiping the glasses as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Makarov pushed open the guild door, he was hit in the face by a shard of ice. When he looked up, he saw a mess of things: half of the ceiling had fallen off, a corner of the bar had collapsed, and liquor had spilled everywhere.

The cigar in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud," and he instantly bristled: "You bunch of brats! I could hear you being the noisiest from far away. You're the worst class I've ever taught!"

Makarov was so angry that his beard stood on end. In an instant, he transformed into a giant several meters tall, grabbed the guild members on the ground one by one with his huge hand, and hung them like candied hawthorns under the guild's chandelier, whipping them mercilessly.

Only Riyao hid behind the bar, pretending to wipe wine stains with a glass, humming an off-key tune, glancing at the commotion outside, acting as if he wasn't involved at all.

After all, he can heal himself and doesn't feel pain when he gets beaten. Makarov used to always hit him on the head for fun, so he would never give him a chance!

After all, love may fade, but Makarov's fists won't. Whenever he gets the chance, he'll give Riyao a couple of hard punches; they won't break him anyway, he can just punch him for fun.

Levy peeked out to see what was going on, and saw Makarov put everyone down. Then she heard the chairman's voice.

"Gray! You never wear clothes, not even when you're doing commissions! People have complained to the guild!"

Gray hung his head, fidgeting with the hem of his clothes, too afraid to utter a sound; the tips of his ears were so red they looked like they could bleed.

"Kana! You actually stole my old, aged wine!"

Kana knelt on the ground, clutching her head, and muttered softly, "That's the wine you left gathering dust in the warehouse. I only took a sip..."

"Natsu! You went to help someone harvest wheat, and you burned all of it!"

Natsu scratched his head and chuckled, "It was an accident, I promise it won't happen again next time."

"Macao, Wakaba, you old-timers in the guild, don't you know how to keep an eye on things!"

Macao and Wakaba hunched their necks and lowered their heads, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Makarov glanced around, then suddenly frowned: "Sunburst! Wait... where's Sunburst?"

Sunrise, who was hiding behind the bar, froze instantly. Just as he was about to crawl into the storage room, Erza, who was signaled by Makarov, grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him in front of everyone.

"What? What do you want? I didn't do anything today! What the hell?"

Riyao struggled to shake his legs.

"Sunburst! Don't think I didn't notice you've been secretly healing everyone!"

Makarov pointed to the wine stains on the ground and the chandelier that had been knocked askew.

"You've already broken down the third door to my guild! You're just trying to make them fight for even longer!"

"Hehe." Riyao tilted his head.

"Bullshit, you just want to see a good show!" Makarov rolled his eyes.

"No wonder!" Natsu suddenly slapped his forehead. "I feel like I'm getting more and more energetic as I fight, and my arms don't even ache!"

Gray nodded in agreement: "Yeah! I felt my ice hammer getting stronger just now!"

At that moment, Levy crawled out from under the bar counter with a magic document in her arms. When she looked up, she saw Natsu, Gray, Cana, and the others kneeling neatly in the open space in the center of the guild, their hands on their knees, their heads drooping and their faces full of despair.

Erza stood behind Makarov, holding a thick notebook in her hand, her pen flying across the pages as she wrote down every word of Makarov's lessons, learning how to be a good discipline monitor.

Makarov, with a half-smoked, unlit cigar dangling from his lips, sat on the bar counter dented by ice shards, patted the wine-stained surface, and cleared his throat.

"Grenazs, no fighting! Get back to mopping the floor!"

Gray and Natsu, who had just stood up rubbing their heads which had been red from Makarov's knock, immediately started blaming each other.

"Kana! Tidy up the table!"

Kana's face fell instantly. Clutching a pile of dirty cups stained with juice and ice, she wailed as she stormed into the kitchen, kicking Gray as she passed by to vent her anger.

"Sunrise took the trash outside to throw it away!"

Riyo stuck out his tongue, obediently carried the trash bag out the door, and deliberately rubbed the trash bag against Gray and Natsu's feet as he passed by.

"Erza, keep a close eye on them."

Erza immediately switched to supervisor mode, donned her light blue armor, gripped her thick notebook, and quickly scribbled down her so-called "lazy record," her eyes scanning the entire area like radar.