Subjugation Mission
Chiba glared at her fiercely, grabbed the Heaven's Blazing Sun in one hand, walked over and ruffled Feiyin's hair, saying, "Kids shouldn't meddle in other people's business."
"Bullshit! A fraction of my lifespan is longer than two lifetimes of yours." Feiyin rolled her eyes and said.
Chiba was speechless at the sudden outburst of profanity from the old monster who looked like a little girl. All she could do was ruffle her hair into a mess as a vicious act of revenge.
"Why are you here? Where's Natsu?" Chiba asked.
Feiyin rubbed her hands together and grinned mischievously, "Well, we ran out of money to keep partying, so we came back. I sent that kid Natsu back first, and told him to take his stuff with him too."
Chiba was speechless. This girl only thought of him when she was short of money; it was like he was her ATM.
He told Feiyin what had just happened.
The little girl clapped her hands, her eyes shining. "Doing quests is great! We can take on more raid quests! Speaking of which, the last explosion blew all my clothes off, I have nothing to wear now. You heartless thing, all you remember is to take Seele to buy clothes! I don't have any dresses to wear!"
Chiba, carrying the Heaven's Blazing Sun, walked towards the east side of the town, too lazy to pay her any attention.
The little girl, with her slender but short legs, followed behind Seele, holding Chiba's hand.
Feiyin was yelling behind Chiba, spouting nothing but complaints: forgetting the cheat code she gave him, forgetting that she provided him with Chakra in a crucial moment, forgetting his mother now that he has a boyfriend... etc... What the heck is this?
Chiba simply smiled silently, his gaze shifting slightly from the road ahead to the Heaven's Blazing Sun in his hand.
A slight, unconscious smile played on his lips as he quickened his pace.
The streets remained bustling, filled with the sounds of people and vehicles, their horns blaring. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept in, making Chiba, who was walking by the roadside, shiver. Soon after, snowflakes began to fall. The sound of children's excited shouts rang out; they seemed delighted by the arrival of the snow and began to play. The adults were occasionally surprised when the children bumped into them, but they quickly laughed it off and continued discussing with their friends which shops had which kinds of snacks. The children politely apologized, then chased each other off again, full of energy.
This ancient city will never lack new vitality.
A sudden, inexplicable flutter in his heart caused him to stop in his tracks.
It felt as if someone in the bustling crowd was watching me, gazing into the distance, or perhaps giving me a deep, thoughtful look.
This feeling is as if an ancient, timeless light is shining upon you, revealing everything you have hidden.
The boy looked around, searching, but his gaze swept across the faces of those people without finding anything, as if it were just his imagination.
Was it really a hallucination? He wondered to himself.
The snow fell heavier, and many passersby quickened their pace. Some went into steaming hot pot restaurants, where the aroma of delicious food filled the air. Others stepped into leisure venues, where tall, beautiful girls welcomed them. Still others went home, taking off their snow-covered coats.
In a seemingly neglected, dilapidated alley, a figure stood silently, completely shrouded in a large black robe. He stood there like a quiet sculpture, snowflakes falling on his head and shoulders, yet he remained motionless.
Suddenly, he turned around, his long robe trembling behind him. He took a step, then mysteriously vanished into the shadows.
The next day.
The snowstorm raged all night, showing no signs of abating. The strong winds continued to blow, whipping up snowflakes that danced in the air, transforming Magnolia into a world draped in silver.
The streets were nearly deserted, and many windows were tightly shut. With the blizzard approaching, it seemed that everyone at work had taken a holiday.
Fairy Tail was still in an uproar; even with the doors closed, the noise could be heard inside. A girl holding a large gray umbrella stood at the guild entrance. Her figure was ramrod straight under her gray-white coat, and a curved sword hung at her waist. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and her long black hair danced in the wind, making her look every bit the swordswoman.
The kendo girl seemed to be waiting for something, but her pretty face remained expressionless, like a beautiful work of art.
As the snow fell heavily, just as she was about to leave, a boy carrying a large black umbrella walked out from the end of the street.
He moved forward against the wind, the cold wind whipping his black trench coat and his short black hair wildly. A striking crimson sword hung at his waist, seemingly trying to prove that he was indeed a swordsman. As he drew closer, the girl seemed to see his handsome, sharply defined face and faintly hear the boy's cursing voice.
"Damn it! You're asking me how I'll help you with quests? That's obvious! Hunting quests are dangerous, and if I encounter an opponent I can't even beat after opening one layer of the seal, I'm counting on you to help me open the second layer!"
"Angry? Angry my foot! I'm not Natsu, who gets angry at the slightest provocation."
"Come on, you're my partner, okay? Isn't it my duty to take you on missions? Natsu will be able to find Happy this year, I'm telling you!"
The boy suddenly looked up and saw the girl standing at the guild entrance. He paused for a moment, his brain processing for three seconds, before choosing to shut up.
He looks a bit like a madman talking to himself.
Nuolin nodded as she saw the boy approaching.
She didn't ask Chiba why she was talking to herself; it was none of her business.
The girl walked straight in the direction Chiba had come from.
Chiba glanced at the familiar, tall building, scratched his head, and followed it.
He could hear the noise inside even through the door and with the wind howling in his ears; Fairy Tail was always like this, so he wasn't surprised. If it weren't noisy, it wouldn't be Fairy Tail.
He was simply amazed. Inside the door was one world, but outside it was a completely different story, as if a world had been divided into two by a wooden door. The key point was that Chiba could kick this door apart with a single kick.
Looking ahead, the kendo girl walked with perfect stillness and composure, undeterred by the wind and snow, her expression unchanged. He understood then that Nuolin was the kind of girl who was taciturn, emotionless, and expressionless—a quiet, aloof beauty. She wouldn't utter a word about things that didn't concern her, and when it did, she would only ask or answer with the most concise language.
"Hey! This emotionless and cute personality is pretty good! Why don't we take advantage of this mission to win her over? As a transmigrator, it would be too much to not even have a harem!" A sly girl's voice rang in Chiba's mind.
"Pah! You scumbag! All you ever think about is building a harem." Chiba sneered at her.
"Damn! What do you mean 'all day long'? And... hey! You've got it backwards! I was suggesting you make a move, not me. Wait a minute, didn't you say you didn't know if you really liked Mira? What's with this married middle-aged man's tone?"
"Does being single mean you have to chase after beautiful women? In my past life, at fifteen, I was only focused on the computer! In this life, at fifteen, I'm going to focus entirely on my work."
"Bullshit! You spent your whole life glued to the computer playing games, so you're still single? Most fifteen-year-olds, even if they don't have a girlfriend, usually have someone they secretly admire, and you don't? Damn! You're not even as good as a loser."
The two were locked in a fierce battle, the wind growing stronger and stronger, whipping up snowflakes. Their figures gradually receded into the distance, disappearing at the end of the road under the weight of the snow.
Inside, the atmosphere was as lively and bustling as ever; outside, the wind howled and the snow continued to fall.