He's My Dad

Back at the orphanage that night, Eleven pestered Maria to say a lot of bad things about Gildarts, including revealing his secret of having countless pornographic books.

Maria listened with a completely bewildered expression; she simply couldn't understand why Eleven kept emphasizing to her that Gildarts had so many erotic books.

"Little Eleven!" Maria had to interrupt Eleven, "It's wrong to look at those kinds of lewd pictures."

"Mmm!" Eleven nodded repeatedly, finally making Maria understand what he meant and realize that Gildarts was a pervert.

"I know you're a boy too, and it's easy for you to be attracted to this kind of thing. But you have to understand that Gildarts is an adult, and it's his freedom to watch." Maria suddenly put her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry. "But I will absolutely not buy it for you to see! At least not until you're an adult!"

Eleven: (O_O)???

After thinking for a long time, Maria finally understood Eleven's intention: he also wanted those erotic books. When kids keep emphasizing that others have a lot of XXX, it basically means they want them too—no doubt about it. Maria was very experienced in this area.

Maria was somewhat angry about her discovery. But not at Eleven, but at Gildarts. That old man had corrupted her angelic Eleven! It was outrageous; she had to give him a piece of her mind sometime.

In the end Eleven was completely bewildered as Maria coaxed him to bed. He still couldn't figure out how he had suddenly become the one wanting to read erotic novels.

The next morning, Eleven arrived at the guild with a bitter and resentful look on his face, staring intently at Gildarts with murderous eyes, sending chills down Gildarts's spine.

Eleven had actually thought about it all night and had begun to understand. He realized he didn't seem to have any real reason to be angry, and the more he thought about it, the less angry he became. But when he woke up and found himself not angry at all, he suddenly felt furious again. How could he not be angry? And then he started getting angry because he wasn't angry...

Eleven felt like he was going a bit crazy today; no one would believe his inner thoughts if he told them to others.

"Good morning, Eleven ~" A pleasant voice interrupted Eleven's chaotic thoughts.

"Ah, it's Cana, good morning."

Upon seeing Cana, Eleven suddenly felt relaxed for some reason and decided to stop overthinking the matter. Since he couldn't control it anyway, he slumped onto the table.

"Honestly, why do you look so listless when you see me?" Cana, puffing out her cheeks in annoyance as she saw Eleven slump onto the table, looking rather annoyed.

"Haha, no, I was just thinking about something." Eleven chuckled and quickly sat up, not wanting to upset Cana.

"Oh? Is that so..." Cana stared at Eleven for a while, and seeing that he didn't intend to continue, she didn't press the matter. Instead, she smiled, sat down next to Eleven somewhat shyly, and continued, "Eleven, can I give you my first time?"

"Huh? The president agreed?"

"Okay, I agree."

"Great, Cana, you can finally accept the mission." Eleven was very happy for Cana and showed a pure smile.

"Hehe~" Cana smiled, her eyes crinkling, also quite pleased. "So, can you take me on my first mission?"

"Yes, of course, no problem!" Eleven nodded with a smile, then seemed to remember something and hesitated, looking towards Gildarts. "But, can I really choose someone else? There should be more suitable candidates, like Gildarts..."

Although Eleven has now defined Gildarts as a hypothetical enemy, one thing is one thing, and Cana's important first mission cannot be ambiguous in any way.

Cana panicked upon hearing Eleven's words, frantically waving her hands, "Why, why would I look for Gildarts? Hehe, I'm not familiar with him, and besides, he's very busy, he won't have time to take me on missions!"

Seeing Cana's flustered state, Eleven smiled confidently, "Leave it to me! If he dares to refuse you, I'll beat him up!"

Eleven's hostility toward Gildarts gave him a strange sense of confidence, as if Gildarts owed him something. He swaggered toward Gildarts, with Cana following closely behind, clearly worried.

"Hey, Gildarts!" Eleven called out to Gildarts from behind, his tone unfriendly.

"Oh, it's you. What were you doing yesterday, you little brat? Why did you kick me?" Gildarts still remembered the time Eleven inexplicably kicked him yesterday.

Eleven pretended not to hear anything and continued, "Take Cana on her first mission. The initiation mission is very important; you must take it seriously!"

Eleven spoke with great confidence, as if everything was arranged, but Gildarts wouldn't have it, waving his hand impatiently. "I'm very busy right now, I have to renovate the town, I don't have time to play with you kids. Why don't you take her? Anyway, I'm the one who brought you up."

After saying that, Gildarts raised his eyebrows at Eleven with a smug look, trying to remind Eleven of his teacher.

However, Eleven today was no longer the little fanboy he was yesterday. He had undergone a complete transformation and completely missed Gildarts's gaze. Instead, he sighed with feigned sorrow, "Sigh, did I not expect our friendship to end here?"

Gildarts: (゜-゜)???

What kind of relationship do we have?

What's wrong with this kid today? He's acting all weird and crazy.

Gildarts eventually gave up trying to figure it out. He didn't have time to play riddles with the kid, so he stood up and slapped Eleven on the head. "Alright, I said I don't have time, and I really don't have time. You can take her with you, it'll be the same."

Eleven could clearly sense the disappointment in Cana's voice behind him after hearing those words, and he immediately became anxious. He quickly caught up with Gildarts and stopped him. "Gildarts! You absolutely have to take Cana on the mission! You know what? Cana is... umm..."

Before Eleven could finish speaking, Cana covered his mouth from behind with her small hand. Then, under the astonished gazes of those around them, a frantic Cana dragged Eleven away.

Gildarts:(·_·)???

How did you know?

In a dark, deserted alley, Cana forcefully pinned Eleven against the wall with both hands, staring into his eyes and questioning him.

Eleven was a little intimidated by Cana's imposing manner and cautiously replied, "It's very, very obvious. You're always disappointed when Gildarts leaves, but you're always happy when he comes back, and your eyes are always glued to him. I've known that for a long time."

"Is it... that obvious? Did the others notice it too?" Cana was stunned by Eleven's words and became nervous.

"Hmm, probably not." Eleven stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I was able to spot you probably because I've been observing you closely."

Upon hearing Eleven's words, Cana's face flushed red, and she even hesitated to look Eleven in the eye.

The little hand that had been pinning Eleven against the wall withdrew, fidgeting with its fingers in front of it. Finally, mustering its courage, it looked up at Eleven, "Okay, I admit it, Gildarts is indeed my father!"

"Huh... Huh? What did you say?" Eleven looked shocked.

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