To this day, they still don't know how Gray spent his time before midnight that night...
At twelve o'clock, the bet was about to end.
Ankh didn't make things difficult for Wendy. He just had her do a few photoshoots in his capacity as the boss of the Ram Company.
Of course, they were all Lolita-themed.
Ankh looked with satisfaction at Wendy's finished photos, featuring her in various clothing styles.
Lolita, maid, cat ears, and school uniforms!
Looking at Wendy's flushed little face in the photos, it's easy to imagine how shy she was.
As half her guardian, Carla looked at the photos with satisfaction and said, "They turned out pretty well. You're very cute, Wendy."
Wendy covered her face with her hands and muttered in embarrassment, "No I'm not..."
"You really are cute! If I have a daughter in the future, it'd be great if she's just like Wendy..." Ankh couldn't help but sigh.
Happy threw his hands up helplessly, "Don't be shy, Wendy. Look at the others. Taking pictures for Ankh is already the best outcome."
That wasn't wrong.
Right after twelve, Natsu and Cana immediately rebelled.
Cana, who was originally being ordered to give Laxus a massage, took one look at the clock on the wall hitting twelve and went straight in for a chokehold!
Natsu, who had acted as a lackey all day and almost ran his legs off, furiously rushed up to give Laxus a severe beating.
And the ending... those who know, know.
Anyway, Natsu and Cana were ultimately carried home.
Then there was Gray, who showed his face in the guild looking crestfallen, and then went home exhausted.
He was followed by a satisfied Juvia with a blush on her face.
Although Ankh knew Juvia probably had the desire but not the guts, this appearance really made it easy for people to get the wrong idea...
As for Lucy's side, Levy seemed to have visited the guild once in the middle.
Who knows what was said, but Gajeel ditched Lucy to go find Levy.
And conveniently handed Lucy over to Mirajane.
...
The time for the bet had passed, and the crowd watching the commotion in the guild had dispersed.
Ankh returned home full of apprehension.
He mentally prepared himself and suddenly opened Erza's door.
Then Ankh felt like he hadn't prepared enough...
Time had passed.
The large bed that had humiliated Erza all day clearly had a new protagonist.
Mirajane was tied up in tortoise shell bondage, her hot figure on full display.
Behind her stood Erza, eyes spitting fire, fiercely slapping her plump bottom with both hands.
Meanwhile, sitting in the corner was Lucy, dressed as a bunny girl, silently crying while hugging her own breast.
Clearly, when Mirajane was playing her discipline game, she spanked Erza's ass, but when it came to Lucy, she hit somewhere else...
Watching Mirajane being revenge-spanked by Erza, her cries keeping a steady rhythm, Ankh couldn't help but get dark lines over his head.
Looking at her expression, why did it feel like she was actually enjoying it?
Mirajane, read as S but written as M, was clearly going to suffer all night!
...
After sending off Lucy, who had suffered immense psychological humiliation, Ankh lay down in his own bedroom.
Listening to Erza's very disciplinary voice from the next room, along with the sound of palms sparring with ass, Ankh... slept even more soundly.
Late at night, half-asleep, a rustling sound came from the doorway.
Ankh, lying in bed, woke up alert.
With excellent night vision, he quietly opened his eyes to look at the door.
Sure enough, he saw Mirajane wearing loose pajamas, sneaking in through the crack in the door and tiptoeing toward him.
Mirajane walked barefoot on the floor, creeping to the bedside like a cat, then pinched the corner of the quilt and secretly slipped in.
Just as Mirajane breathed a sigh of relief, a warm arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, startling her into a shiver.
Mirajane looked back and saw Ankh still had his eyes closed, looking as if he hadn't woken up.
Her nervous tension immediately relaxed a lot.
She knew Ankh had a habit of sleepwalking, and she had suffered quite a bit because of it in the past.
But since they were dating openly now, Mirajane naturally wasn't afraid of it anymore, and was even eager for it to happen again.
She had finally managed to torture Erza to the point of exhaustion today.
Although she had suffered a little bit of backlash herself, as long as she succeeded, it was fine!
While Mirajane's thoughts ran wild, she felt warm breath on the back of her neck and the large hand on her stomach, and couldn't help but get goosebumps all over.
Then, in a daze, that large hand seemed to slip under the loose pajamas, slowly exploring upwards...
Mirajane: !!
Oh no, she was going commando!
Ankh was clearly a reasonable man.
He immediately grasped the moral high ground, his fingertips pinching the key points, and Mirajane was instantly taught a lesson until she flushed red.
In the end, Mirajane, desperately covering her mouth, still couldn't help but let out soft, sticky moans in Ankh's arms.
This sound seemed to trigger a chain reaction.
The "sleeping" Ankh suddenly turned over and pinned down the female thief who had broken into his room.
"Wait! Weren't you asleep?!"
"Oh, I'm sleepwalking."
"You meanie!"
"Since things have come to this, let's just get down to business and talk later."
This night was destined to be a noisy one.
Next door, the exhausted Erza fell asleep.
Half-awake, she seemed to dream that she was standing in a stage opera, surrounded by thunderous applause.
Or it was as if she was in a fluffy world, where cute kittens meowed endlessly for a long time, their voices delicate and brimming with desire.
After a long time, she seemed to dream that she was in prison, with the crying and wailing voices of inmates constantly bothering her ears.
This dream lasted until dawn.
...
Early the next morning, Erza climbed out of bed with her hair looking like a bird's nest, feeling inexplicably mentally drained.
"I slept terribly... what was making all that noise?"
Erza yawned, squinted her eyes, got out of bed, and started looking for food.
"Mira, aren't you hungry..."
Erza asked reflexively, then suddenly realized something and turned her head sharply to look at her bed.
She was gone!
Oh no!
Recalling the ghostly wails and wolf howls from her dream last night, Erza's brain instantly cleared. She darted out of the room and rushed next door.
The very polite Erza kicked Ankh's door open with one foot, and then saw... a room in a total mess.
"Gasp..."
The maid who was cleaning the room was startled.
Looking at Erza's flushed face, she smiled knowingly, "The young master is young and vigorous, it's very normal~"
"Where's my brother?" Erza asked, tentatively approaching the bed.
"He went to the guild. Miss Lucy seemed to need him for something."
Standing by the bed, Erza couldn't help but draw a sharp breath when she saw Mirajane's miserable state.
Then she inhaled a strange smell...
"What... happened to her?"
"She's young, so she sleeps deeply."
Erza: ...
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