Shopping

Mirajane's lips curled up when he saw Riyao's flustered expression.

Fun.

"Alright, I'll take you with me."

Lisanna cheered.

Riyao's expression froze instantly.

No.

You really bring it?

He took a deep breath and pulled out his phone.

My fingers swiped quickly, found a dumbbell icon, and clicked on it.

"Elfman!"

"I heard a new gym opened at Heartfilia Mall, shall we go check it out later?"

The message was sent and received a reply instantly.

"Men like to exercise!"

"Then you go ahead and wait for me at the main gate. I'll be right there, very soon."

"A muscular man giving an OK sign. jpg"

Riyao put away his phone, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Now someone can share the burden with me.

Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for me.

Riyao went back to the dormitory to change his clothes, swapping his tank top, shorts, and slippers for a T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.

The three of them took a taxi to the Heartfilia shopping mall.

From afar, I could see Elfman squatting in the square. He was such a big guy, and squatting there looked very out of place.

It's very eye-catching.

"Oi, Elfman!"

Riyao waved.

Elfman looked up and saw Riyao.

Then I saw Mirajane next to Riyao.

Then I saw Lisanna next to Mirajane.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared.

His large face immediately scrunched up in a frown.

He stood up.

He turned and left.

"Cough."

Mirajane coughed softly.

Elfman's feet were rooted to the spot, and he froze for two seconds.

Then he turned around, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Brother Riyao, you lied to me again."

What is a lie?

Riyao walked over and patted his arm.

"There is a gym, we'll be passing by later, I'll just go with you to take a look."

Just one glance?

"Just one glance."

Elfman suddenly understood the meaning of "the human heart is unpredictable."

Mirajane shook her head.

This idiot buddy, he's too easy to fool.

She grabbed Riyao's hand and dragged him into the mall.

Stop joking around, let's go inside the mall, it's so hot outside.

The sun was scorching, and the paving stones in the square were reflecting light.

Upon entering the mall, a wave of cold air hit me.

Riyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the nightmare began.

Women's clothing store.

Women's clothing store.

It's still a women's clothing store.

Riyao and Elfman, their hands laden with shopping bags, followed Mirajane and Lisanna from one store to another.

"Does this look good?"

"How about it?"

What about this color?

Which style?

After a barrage of aesthetic appreciation, Riyao's mouth completely entered automatic response mode.

"Nice."

"Good."

"Can."

"Fine."

After a shopping spree...

Riyao finally found an opportunity and plopped down on a bench in the store.

My legs felt weak.

He took out his phone and took a breath.

Open the step count leaderboard.

Second place.

The first place goes to Elfman.

Riyao turned and glanced at Elfman.

The big guy was also slumped at the other end of the bench, his arms covered with shopping bags and two more hanging around his neck, the bags completely engulfing him.

Mirajane came out of the locker room.

She changed into a floral dress.

She twirled around, her skirt billowing in the air.

"Riyao, what do you think?"

"Nice!"

Riyao conditioned reflex.

Mirajane squinted, walked over, and precisely pinched the soft flesh of Riyao's waist with two fingers.

Twist it.

Riyao gasped, nearly jumping off the bench.

"Hiss!"

"You're being very perfunctory."

Mirajane smiled and applied a little more pressure.

"Well..."

The Riyao, baring its teeth.

"I'm at a loss for words. This is already the thirty-fifth, or maybe the thirty-somethingth, today. My vocabulary is completely depleted, really, not a drop left."

He rubbed his lower back, his tone tinged with grievance.

"Is that all?"

Mirajane released his grip and thought for a few seconds.

Then he cupped Riyao's face in his hands and gave him a kiss.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'll take you to get ice cream later."

Riyao obediently wiped away non-existent tears.

"Good."

Lisanna popped out of the dressing room, having changed into a pink cropped T-shirt and white trousers.

"Riyao Bro, Elfman, what do you guys think of this outfit?"

Riyao twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Including Lisanna's, there are at least eighty sets."

He fell backward limply, the back of his head hitting the back of the bench.

Close your eyes.

All I could see were colorful clothes spinning around me.

Elfman freed one hand from the pile of shopping bags and gave a thumbs-up.

"Great!"

His voice carried a serene calmness, as if he had seen through the illusions of the world.

Lisanna was very dissatisfied and turned to look at Mirajane.

"Sis, how do I look dressed?"

"It suits you perfectly."

Mirajane looked him over carefully.

"It looks like a flower."

Lisanna was pleased with herself and happily went back to the changing room.

Mirajane also went in to change back into her original clothes.

The group continued shopping in the mall.

Riyao's legs no longer belong to him.

We arrived at an ice cream shop.

"Sit down! Sit down!"

Riyao was the first to rush in and find a seat.

Elfman took off his shopping bags and piled them on the chair next to him, the pile of bags being higher than the table.

The group ordered a bunch of ice creams.

Riyao scooped out a large spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth. The coldness made his temples throb, but it also brought him back to life.

He nudged Mirajane with his elbow.

"Look over there."

He gestured with his chin toward the corner.

"That blue-haired girl."

Mirajane's spoon stopped in mid-air.

"You're actually looking at other girls?!"

She reached out and grabbed Riyao's cheeks, pulling them apart.

Riyao's face was distorted, and his voice was muffled.

No, look!

"It would be best if something came up."

Mirajane released his grip, but his eyes still held a murderous glint.

Otherwise, you'd be in real trouble today.

Mirajane looked in the direction Riyao was pointing.

Lisanna and Elfman also looked over.

In the corner.

Juvia sat at the innermost table, with a glass of ice cream that had melted into water in front of her.

His eyes were fixed on what was behind the counter.

Behind the counter.

Gray was working hard on the ice, his arms swinging rapidly, the ice sizzling on the hot plate.

I don't know if it was to cool down, but he took off his shirt.

He was shirtless.

The muscle definition was particularly striking under the light.

Ur stood to the side, covering his forehead.

"Gray, why did you take your shirt off again?"

"Ah?!"

Gray looked down and was horrified.

When did you take it off?

He hurriedly picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on.

Lyon pointed at Gray from the side, laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

You pervert!

How dare you say that to me?

Gray put on his clothes and pointed at Lyon.

Look at yourself!

Lyon lowered his head.

"Ah?!"

He was also shirtless.

Now it was Lyon's turn to panic.

Ur looked at his two apprentices, his lips twitching, wanting to both laugh and scold them.

"You two..."

She took a deep breath.

"Fine, I give up."

Juvia in the corner, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes fixed on Gray.

A faint smile played at the corners of her lips.

Riyao witnessed this scene and silently scooped up a spoonful of ice cream.

"Tsk."

Mirajane understood and looked away.

"I'll definitely come to this shop often; it's fun."