After a month of grueling toil, followed by a good night's sleep, the sky seemed to drift with a giant character: "Refreshing!"Getting up in the morning, Riyao threw his bulging burlap sack over his shoulder. A small hole at the bottom of the sack leaked, and an apple, looking just like a ruby, rolled out and tumbled two and a half times along the vine ladder of the treehouse.He clutched the sack's rope in one hand and carried that box of luxurious tea in the other, climbing the creaky treehouse ladder and swaying as he stood at the wooden entrance of the treehouse.The treehouse was filled with the faint scent of dried flowers and herbs, and Porlyusica was leaning back on a rocking chair, puffing on a copper pipe.Her eyelids were half-drooped, but the moment she caught sight of Riyao, her nose instantly wrinkled like a walnut, and her raspy voice carried undisguised disgust: "Get lost! I don't like humans! Leave here!"Riyao didn't move an inch; instead, he hid the sack behind his back, revealing the pile of sturdy-looking fruits tucked in the crook of his arm. He pulled a cheeky grin, showing off a smile he thought would charm thousands of girls: "You're a human too, Granny Porlyusica!"Porlyusica instantly bristled, the pipe almost slipping from her mouth. She grabbed the broom leaning behind the door and, tiptoeing on her small feet, swiped at Riyao.Startled, Riyao darted to the side, hopping onto the treehouse railing.Dodging left and right, he was swiped on the back by the tip of the broom, wincing in pain. He bounded all over the treehouse, even knocking down a bunch of dried lavender hanging from a wall nail.In the gap between dodging, his elbow brushed precisely against the table edge, sweeping that pile of fruit—which couldn't even spray water—onto the wooden table with a "clatter." He also casually pushed the luxuriously packaged tea box toward the center of the table, where it landed right next to Porlyusica's rocking chair."Bye-bye now!" Riyao called out, dragging out his tone cheekily. He even turned back to stick his tongue out at the treehouse, and another apple rolled out of his pocket, "plop," landing right at Porlyusica's feet.He scurried away in a flash, the treehouse floor shaking as he left, making the wind chimes hanging under the eaves jingle."You damn brat!" Porlyusica's face flushed red with anger. She grabbed the broom in her hand and hurled it toward the ladder opening. The broom head snapped in half with a "snap," flying past Riyao's heels.She stood with her hands on her hips, panting heavily. The pipe in her mouth fell to the floor with a "clatter," and she screamed at Riyao downstairs: "If you come back next time, I'll stuff all your fruit into your mouth!"Riyao wandered along the forest path, thinking it over, and decided to just go mooch a meal at Mira's place. After wandering for about half an hour, he finally arrived.Riyao raised his arm and pounded on the wooden door three times, with enough force that the bolt shook.The door "creaked" open halfway, and Lisanna poked her head out to glance at him. Her eyes instantly curved into crescents, and she chirped: "Oh! You're that silly son of the landlord who pooped last time!"The smile on Riyao's face instantly froze. The hand he had resting on the doorknob clenched tightly, and his face turned as dark as ink. He never expected that after acting like a jerk all day without ever being scolded, he would actually be triggered by this one sentence!Both of these sisters were black-hearted inside.Riyao was so angry he jumped, pointing at his own nose and shouting until his voice cracked: "I didn't poop last time! And what the heck is 'landlord's son'? I'm here to mooch a meal!"Mirajane then pulled the door wide open, scanning him with slanted eyes, her lip curled enough to catch half a fallen breadcrumb. Her tone was filled with disgust, yet laced with pure mischief: "So, did you come here specifically to poop this time? Or are you here to mooch a meal?"Riyao rolled his eyes dramatically, leaning against the doorframe and remarking with certainty: "Turns out you two have the exact same sense of snark; you're definitely sisters, no doubt about it."Mirajane crossed her arms and tilted her head, chirping back: "Duh." After saying that, she winked at Lisanna, and the two sisters instantly synchronized in flashing the same black-hearted smile.Before they could react, Riyao squeezed through the half-open door, acting as familiar as if he were back in his own home. He plopped onto a wooden stool by the dining table, propped his feet on the table leg, and slapped the tabletop with a resounding bang: "Hurry! I'm starving! Stir-fry two dishes for this master!"Mirajane instantly bristled, rolling up her sleeves as she marched toward him, gripping the wet rag she'd just used to wipe the table. If Lisanna hadn't quickly hugged her waist from behind, that rag would likely have been plastered onto Riyao's face.Riyao took a bite of the fruit that had rolled out of his pocket, scanned the empty living room, and called out: "Hey, where did that guy Elfman run off to?"Lisanna quickly let go of Mirajane's arm, hugged her waist, and swayed, her soft voice ringing out: "Big Brother Elfman went out to play."Mirajane rolled her eyes dramatically, reached out to smooth her hair, which had been ruffled by the swaying, and punched Riyao's shoulder in annoyance: "Why are you talking to this idiot? Just shut up and go away."Pouting, Mirajane turned and crouched down, using her fingertips to hook a small wooden box that had gathered some dust under the bed. She dragged it out, slapped the dust off the lid, placed it on the center of the dining table with a "clatter," and lifted the lid.Mirajane leaned against the table with her hands on her hips, rubbing the table leg with the tip of her shoe. She deliberately put on the tone of a tough, delinquent big sister, but couldn't hide the slight awkwardness at the tips of her ears: "Here, these are the gold coins you left behind last time. I used a little, and the rest are all yours."Riyao, who had been eating an apple, was swinging his legs on the edge of the table in a cheeky manner, making the wooden dining chair creak: "No, no~ Just consider it my meal fee for mooching. From now on, I'll come over every day to mooch meals when I have nothing else to do."Mirajane instantly bristled, slapping the table so hard that the orange peels on the surface rolled around, her eyebrows arched high: "What do you take me for?!"Riyao deliberately pretended to stroke his chin in thought, tilting his head to look at Mirajane. He drew out his tone slowly, his voice full of teasing: "Hmm... a beautiful girl chef?"Mirajane, who had been clenching her fist to retort, suddenly froze in place. Her eyebrows, which had been arched high, instantly drooped, and the tips of her ears flushed bright red.Lisanna, who was hiding behind Mirajane eating fruit, had eyes that instantly lit up like stars. She quickly covered her little mouth, her tongue clicking, and leaned into Mirajane's ear, winking mischievously: "Something's going on~~~"Mirajane turned around in anger, grabbing Lisanna's little face and pulling it left and right. Her already tough tone instantly softened by half, and she said fiercely: "Lisanna! What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!"Lisanna's cheeks were pinched into little buns, and her eyes were squeezed into crescents. She quickly waved her hands, begging for mercy in a milky voice, her tongue unable to straighten out: "Mmm... I... was... wrong..."Elfman returned at this moment, confused by the scene: his sister was pinching their other sister's cheeks, while Riyao was watching the show with his legs crossed.In the end, Riyao got his way. He shoveled the food into his mouth ravenously, even picking up grains of food that fell on the tablecloth and stuffing them into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging like he'd stuffed two walnuts in them, his face was greasy from eating, and he had beautiful girls to look at—nice.What? Aren't there beautiful girls in the guild too? But home flowers are never as fragrant as wild ones.