"Oho, I see... Could it be that you like Roland?"
Cana, who had been pushed away, rubbed her chin. She leaned forward slightly, her eyes suspiciously examining the petite, blue-haired girl before her.
The two stood together, one tall and one short, one voluptuous and one as flat as the ground. The difference in their figures was like night and day.
He hadn't thought much of it before, but now that the contrast was so obvious...
He suddenly felt a little sorry for Levy...
Roland pushed up his black-framed glasses and thought silently.
"Li-like—I just didn't want Roland to get the wrong idea!"
Levy's cheeks flushed red as she stammered, trying to find an excuse for her actions.
Cana had a straightforward personality, and her words just now could easily lead to a misunderstanding—
"The wrong idea? The wrong idea?"
Cana raised an eyebrow, then quickly understood what Levy meant by 'the wrong idea'.
So, she thought my words just now were a deliberate attempt to flirt?
After thinking it through, a smile appeared on her lips, and she said slowly, "Everything I said just now was true. This newcomer's looks are exactly my type."
The Love Spot was at work.
Not just Levy, but even Roland was stunned by such a direct statement.
This woman... has no sense of shame!?
After being stunned, this thought subconsciously arose in Levy's mind.
But it was immediately followed by a strong sense of crisis, and her gaze instantly became wary.
The woman before her—had been drinking since she was thirteen, and her figure could only be compared to Mirajane's. Just from her appearance, she was the very picture of a bad woman who would seduce men.
Although it was strange that despite having such an outstanding appearance, she had never had a boyfriend.
But that didn't stop Levy from seeing her as the greatest threat.
After all, that figure, which was the complete opposite of her own, undoubtedly held an absolute attraction for men.
As if sensing Levy's gaze, Cana casually stretched, showing off her graceful figure to its fullest extent.
This scene made Levy's face darken a few shades.
"Ahem, alright, alright—"
Seeing the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense, Roland quickly interrupted, saying with a bit of a headache, "Sorry, I have to work at the guild this afternoon, so I don't have any free time..."
"It's fine. We can go some other time," Cana, who had been rejected, didn't seem to mind at all, her face flushed from the alcohol. "Just remember not to reject me again next time."
Is she drunk?
Smelling the strong scent of alcohol on her, Roland couldn't help but shake his head.
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Inside the guild tavern.
The challenge had, as expected, ended with Roland's overwhelming victory. Macao and Wakaba, who had made a large sum of money, were excitedly arm in arm.
"Happy—"
Natsu, who had lost the challenge, lay listlessly on the table, and Happy beside him was the same.
Not only had he failed to get information about other Dragon Slayers, but he had also lost all his remaining savings... He couldn't even afford lunch.
"Didn't you just get back from a quest?"
Roland sat at the bar, took a sip of red wine, and asked with a peculiar expression.
Logically, even if he had lost a lot of money, he shouldn't be so broke that he couldn't even afford lunch, right?
"That's because during the quest, Natsu accidentally burned down a magic item shop. All the quest money was used for compensation, and he even had to pay a lot out of his own pocket."
Mirajane explained, holding a tray in her hands.
She smiled and said, "But well, this isn't the first or second time something like this has happened. You get used to it."
Similar incidents were common in Fairy Tail. For example, Erza had once accidentally destroyed half a town's buildings while trying to catch a criminal.
When they went out on a quest, forget about making money—it was good enough if they didn't lose any.
"I see..."
Roland nodded in understanding.
After a moment of thought, he walked over to where Natsu was, took out the Gourmet Tablecloth he had obtained yesterday.
"Lunch is on me today. Is there anything you two want to eat?"
"Ooh!!—Is that you, Roland!"
Hearing that someone was treating them, Natsu and Happy instantly perked up, their eyes shining, and their voices high-pitched.
"Thanks a lot!"
"Aye! We knew you were a good person, Roland!"
Happy drooled and quickly praised him.
"Please give me a plate of fire curry rice!"
"Aye! I want to eat fish!"
Although he had no idea what fire curry rice was, Roland snapped his fingers and said softly, "Then a devilishly spicy curry and a sashimi platter it is."
The taste of devilishly spicy should be similar to fire, right?
He stroked his chin.
As his words fell, to Natsu and Happy's astonishment, a steaming plate of curry rice and several plates of sashimi appeared on the table.
"Is this your magic too?!"
"Amazing! Can we learn it!?"
"To be precise, it's a magic item, not my magic."
After correcting them, Roland also ordered two honeydew parfaits for Levy and Mirajane.
Needless to say about Levy, Mirajane had also taken good care of him since he joined the guild... not to mention, he had an important quest involving her.
Since Levy was discussing the follow-up quest procedures with her former teammates, after delivering the dessert, he went to the bar.
"Mira, you should take a break."
Placing the parfait in front of the busy Mirajane, Roland took a ballpoint pen, took her place, and said with a smile.
Although having the Shadowkhan deliver food was much more convenient, processing orders and handling the cash register had to be done by Mirajane or himself.
"Ah, thank you!"
Looking at the white cream in the glass cup, and the honeydew and chocolate adorning it, Mirajane took it with curiosity.
She had never seen this dessert before, but just from its appearance, it should taste good.
She took a small bite. The wonderful sweetness mixed with the fresh scent of fruit spread in her mouth. Mirajane closed her eyes in bliss, her slightly curved eyeliner looking as beautiful as a crescent moon.
"How is it?"
Roland handed the red wine in his hand to a Shadowkhan and asked, turning his head.
He didn't know if there was a difference in taste between the two worlds, but desserts should be more or less the same, right?
"The taste and texture are both unique. If you were to open a shop, it would definitely become a hit among women."
Mirajane tilted her head slightly and commented with a smile.
On the other side.
Levy, who had finished her business, was walking towards the bar when she suddenly stopped beside a plump member.
She squinted at the drawing board in front of the member. It depicted a handsome man and a beautiful woman, chatting with smiles on their faces, the atmosphere looking very sweet.
The painting was perfect; both the characters' expressions and the surrounding scenery were exquisite and beautiful. But the problem was—she knew that man.
After all, they had just had a passionate kiss last night...
"Reedus... what are you drawing?"
The light in Levy's eyes faded, and she asked in a cold voice.
"Roland and Mira—don't you think they make a good match?" Reedus was focused on his drawing, completely oblivious to the girl's expressionless face.