Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

“It’s not that, but teaming up with him would be too dangerous.” Lucy had been a member of the guild for a while and knew Yefrit’s personality pretty well—just as Mirajane said: when there is danger, you can rely on him; but when there is no danger, he is the greatest danger!

She couldn't control Yefrit, after all, even Erza couldn't control him.

I doubt anyone in this guild can suppress Yefrit.

“That’s true.” Mirajane smiled gently and said, “But I wonder what Natsu will think.”

Lucy fell silent.

Seeing Lucy deep in thought, Mirajane's smile widened, and he said, "Want to confirm?"

"Oh, is that really necessary?" Lucy waved her hand nervously—what if Natsu said something unexpected?

“I trust you guys,” Mirajane said with a smile. “Natsu’s answer will definitely satisfy Lucy.”

"This..." Lucy hesitated.

“Should Juvia ask Gray?” Mirajane asked Juvia.

"Forget it." Juvia shook her head frantically. She knew her own limitations, and she even thought that Gray would most likely choose Yefrit to team up with—she didn't want to hear that answer!

evening.

Lucy walked home along the riverbank.

Will Natsu choose her as his long-term partner?

She didn't know the answer, or even what answer she should expect.

If Natsu says no, how should she deal with her current dilemma?

If Natsu says he's willing, does that mean...?

She recalled what Mirajane had said, and then thought of the examples of Biska and Abbagrien.

If we continue to be partners, perhaps that's the kind of ending we'll have—

'Clang clang'

As the wedding bells rang, she, dressed in a beautiful wedding gown, linked arms with Natsu.

"what--"

She screamed, interrupting her unfounded fantasy.

"Miss Lucy, what happened?" a passing boatman asked kindly.

"It's nothing," Lucy quickly replied.

"He must be troubled by something," the boatman said to his companion. "It's something related to love."

Upon hearing this, Lucy blushed and ran away.

"Hahaha—" Laughter came from behind.

Lucy ran all the way home, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw that the lights were on.

"Hey, Lucy!" Natsu and Happy, who were sitting on the sofa, raised their hands at the same time.

"Ah," Lucy said, already used to it, "You caught a lot of fish today, didn't you?"

"Yes." Natsu nodded. "I caught twenty-three!"

“I caught thirty-seven!” Harpy said.

“Where is Yefrit?” Lucy asked.

"Hahahaha—" Happy laughed.

Natsu laughed and said, "That idiot was eating potato chips when a fish took the bait, but he hesitated whether to use the hand holding the potato chips to hold the fishing rod. As a result, the fish dragged his fishing rod away. Hahaha, what an idiot!"

"Well, it's a bit surprising, but it also feels reasonable," Lucy said, somewhat speechless.

In some ways, the people in this guild are really idiots.

"Hululu——"

Lucy heard snoring and looked over to see Natsu and Happy already asleep on the sofa.

"So fast!" Lucy complained, but that's just how it is; these two have such enviable sleep quality.

She found a blanket and covered Natsu and Happy with it. When she tried to leave, Natsu grabbed her wrist.

"Lucy," Natsu mumbled in his sleep, "let's do a quest together!"

Lucy was stunned.

Yefried returned home dejectedly.

“Yeflit,” Mirajane called out to him.

"Oh? Miss Mirajane, good afternoon." Yefrit's face was expressionless.

Mirajane said, "I've completely fulfilled my promise to you last time."

"What is it?" Yefrit asked, surprised.

"It's like wine, but not quite wine," Mirajane cautioned.

"Really?!" Upon hearing this, Yefrit became excited, grabbed Mirajane's wrist, and asked eagerly, "Where is it?"

“Of course it’s at my house, let’s go,” Mirajane said.

"it is good."

As they walked, Mirajane said, "The process of making it is pretty much the same. Although I used some magic potions to remove most of it, there's still a little bit left. Give it a try, and if it works, I'll consider the task complete."

“It can’t be done!” Yefrit said immediately.

He pulled out a contract and said, "After I try it out, if there are absolutely no problems, then you can sign this contract!"

Mirajane took the contract, spotted the key words, smiled, and turned to ask with a hint of inquiry, "A long-term deal?"

“Of course!” Yefrit said.

“How long is it?” Mirajane asked.

“Um…” Yefrit thought for a moment and said, “Until I can’t even drink water anymore!”

“That’s a lifetime,” Mirajane said with a smile.

"..." Yefried was stunned.

"We're here." Mirajane stopped; they were already at her doorstep.

She opened the courtyard gate and said, "Mr. Yevlit, welcome."

"Excuse me." Yefrit said as she entered.

"The things are in the cellar."

Mirajane led Yefrit into the cellar, and as soon as they entered, they smelled a rich aroma of wine.

Yefried took a deep breath and revealed an expression of ecstasy.

"Ah—this is what wine tastes like."

Mirajane laughed and said, "It's just a drink that smells like alcohol."

“It’s wine!” Yefrit corrected him, emphasizing his words.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Mirajane nodded perfunctorily, led Yefrit to a large barrel, and lifted it up.

Inside is "red wine".

She scooped some up and said, "Try it."

Yefried took a deep breath, and after mentally preparing herself, she took a small bite.

Smack your lips.

It was sweet, similar to the taste of a beverage, but with a slight sweetness that enhanced his pleasure.

"This is the taste of wine!" Yefrit exclaimed, her face filled with delight.

Mirajane has stopped correcting it.

Previously, Yevlitte had been commissioned by a winery owner. Because he completed the task exceptionally well and did the owner a huge favor—comparable to saving his life and rescuing his business from a crisis—the owner, in gratitude, gave him a recipe for an unreleased alcoholic beverage—it smelled like alcohol but was actually a fruit juice drink.

Yefried was overjoyed when he got the recipe, but when he tried to make it, he looked at his feet and realized that he couldn't drink it if it were made into a beverage.

Then he found Mirajane—

"Oh dear," Mirajane chuckled, covering her mouth. "Are you going to drink my foot bath water?"

Yefried turned and left, putting the matter aside.

But after being ridiculed repeatedly, Yefrit couldn't take it anymore and went to Mirajane again.

Comillaja still said, "I do mind a little."

So the matter was put on hold again.

It wasn't until the Phantom Lord incident that Mirajane brought up the matter herself and agreed to it.

at this time--

Mirajane asked with a smile, "So, Mr. Yefrit, what do you think?"

“Perfect—” Yefrit exclaimed.

“This time it was agreed upon, but next time you’ll have to collect the money,” Mirajane said.

"How many?"

"10 J".

"Cheap!"

Yefried took out a card and accepted it.

“We need to add two clauses to the contract,” Mirajane said, holding up the contract.

"What to add?"

“10 J per barrel, that’s a big deal, and a long-term money-making opportunity,” Mirajane said. “I don’t want to lose this business, so I need to add two points—”

Mirajane read it aloud solemnly: