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

In the early summer of X782, the sycamore trees outside the guild were lush with leaves, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, scattering golden fragments across the ground.

After several years of testing and troubling several future S-class mages, Sunburst finally figured out the pattern of the curse of fate, "Aha Moment".

The curse was triggered twice. The first time was when Kana was told that she would receive the fairy's radiance in the future to verify if it was true. Later, Makarov was asked to call Mesto back to help erase the relevant memories, which triggered the second time.

Riyao rested his head on Mirajane's lap, his hands on his stomach, his eyes half-closed, and his voice still carrying a hint of lingering grievance.

"Mira, it's so scary outside, sob sob sob."

Mirajane was pinching a pink hair tie between his fingertips, tying his hair into a crooked little bun, his tone somewhat gloating.

"You must have gotten into some unclean things; you've been having bad luck every day these past few days."

Although she no longer dresses like a delinquent girl, she still looks cool and stylish overall. She occasionally wears skirts, a style influenced by the cross-dressing master, Riyao.

Just as Riyao was about to turn her head toward Mirajane, Mirajane gently pressed the back of her head back, her cheek brushing against the hem of her skirt, making it tickle.

He turned back, humming and deliberately drawing out his words.

"Who knows? Maybe it's some girl who loves me but can't have me, and she's hiding in the shadows cursing me every day."

His hair was tied into seven or eight little buns, making him look both funny and cute.

He used to be able to look androgynous with a little makeup, but in the last two years he's grown more and more handsome, with a jawline so sharp it could crack a walnut. If he wanted to wear women's clothes again, he'd have to rely on magic to change his appearance, and every time Mirajane would laugh and say, "You're cheating."

Mirajane was amused by Sunrise's narcissism.

"Yes, yes, yes, that dream of 1.3 billion girls."

He then tugged at a tuft of hair and wrapped it around his head, speaking as casually as if he were talking about the weather.

"I checked the quest log and there's an S-rank quest to defeat the Beast King. I'm planning to take Elfman and Lisana with me. Let him try receiving the Beast King's will again. He's been training for half a year, he should have made some progress by now."

Riyao's eyelashes trembled suddenly, his heart tightened instantly, but he still smiled easily and even poked her knee with his finger.

"Okay, I'll go too. I'll activate Life Link - Hundred Battles for Elfman to help him suppress the Beastmaster's ferocity, so he won't come crying back to you again."

He knew all too well how this commission was headed; it was the starting point of Elfman's "girl-pinching maniac" and the turning point that made Mirajane the guild's mascot.

A sycamore branch was blown down by the wind and was about to hit Riyao in the face, but Mirajane didn't even look up. He raised his hand and caught it steadily, without even getting a speck of dust on his fingertips, and casually tossed it into the bushes next to him.

She added a crooked bun to Riyao's hair, saying this without looking up.

"Probably not. Elfman trains his willpower against the sandbags in the training ground every day. If that doesn't work, he'll be punished by having to clean the entire guild floor."

Riyao tried to turn towards Mirajane again, but she tapped him on the forehead with her knuckles, making him wince in pain. He could only obediently press his face back against her leg.

"We have to be on the safe side, and besides, I want to stay with Mira."

Mirajane poked the tip of his nose, her fingertip brushing against his upturned eyelashes.

"So clingy? Have you forgotten how you lured me back to the manor, saying things like, 'The room's empty anyway, let me cook to pay the rent'?"

Riyao pulled her hand over, his fingertips tracing her knuckles.

He smiled and rubbed his hand against hers.

"And you're the one talking! Lisana already told me! Before I joined the guild, you were always nagging me at home about why I didn't come over for meals. After I arrived, you even had Lisana find out what I liked."

Mirajane's cheeks flushed slightly. She took out the crystal key from her pocket and shook it. The key reflected a faint blue light in the sunlight.

"Hmph, you were the one who made the first move! Fairy Sun, don't forget whose celestial spirit you are."

Sunlight stared into her deep blue eyes, which were filled with shimmering sunlight, so bright it was dazzling. They both knew what was going on and smiled at each other.

He deliberately lowered his voice and adopted a respectful tone.

"Then, my lord, what are your orders?"

【Hahahahaha】

Woohoo! My account is finally out of bans!

Riyao cheered wildly in his heart, his chest overflowing with joy.

Logically, the curse of the god of fate should have haunted him for life, but perhaps as compensation from the goddess, the curse's effectiveness was greatly reduced.

In the past two years, he has figured out the pattern, and there is only one trigger: the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed.

He found perfect excuses for helping Kana recognize her relatives, getting close to Mirajane ahead of time, and exposing Mystergan's identity; no one noticed that he knew the future in advance.

Makarov became aware of the situation as he treated Erza's eyes and prepared medicine in advance.

Tell Kana that she will receive the fairy's radiance.

Have Mesto erase his memory.

These three things were things he "could never have known," which is why others discovered that he knew the future, thus triggering the curse and causing him to have bad luck for several days.

No wonder that during the Grand Martial Arts Tournament, Lucy and Logan were destined to die.

Riyao suddenly sat up, touched his face, jumped up and spun around, and shouted in feigned surprise.

"Phew! That unlucky feeling is gone!"

Before Mirajane could react, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her from her forehead to her cheeks, not even sparing the tip of her nose, leaving her face covered in saliva.

Mirajane reached out and pressed her hand against his face, her palm covered in sticky saliva. She was both angry and amused. "Idiot! You got your face all spit on me, do you want to die?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her pupils turned dark red, partially receiving the soul of Satan.

She grabbed Riyao's ear, slammed him to the ground, and lightly punched his back: "I'll show you how crazy you are! I'll show you how crazy you are!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Mira, I was wrong!" Riyao rolled on the ground, clutching his head, but couldn't stop laughing.

Lisana and Elfman, who had just returned, saw Mirajane fighting Sunfire.

Lisana nearly dropped the cake in her hand, and Elfman quickly reached out to steady her. The two of them simultaneously made the sign of the cross on their chests and muttered something under their breath.

"Amen, brother-in-law, may you have good fortune."

Natsu and Happy, who were carrying half a grilled fish and planning to freeload a meal, had just arrived at the door when they heard Sunrise's scream, and the two of them shuddered.

Natsu hid the grilled fish behind his back and whispered, "Let's go eat at the guild. Mira's anger is terrifying."

Happy, with a dried fish in his mouth, nodded frantically: "Aye! Mira's domestic violence is even more terrifying than Natsu's grilled fish!"

As Riyao was being beaten to the ground by Mirajane, he caught a glimpse of the four people at the door out of the corner of his eye and cried even louder: "Help! Mirajane is trying to murder her husband!"

Mirajane reached out and covered his mouth, glared at him, but didn't do anything more.

She looked at Riyao and couldn't help but laugh out loud, gently wiping the dust off his face with her fingertips.

"Idiot, if you keep talking nonsense, I won't let you into the room tonight."

Riyao immediately sat up and raised his hands above his head.

"I was wrong! Whatever the holder says is right!"

The wind rustled the leaves, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, falling warmly on the two of them.