Quiz Show

When the Capricorn door opened, Levy thought she had wandered onto the wrong set.

Behind the door was actually the set of an educational quiz show.

The signboard was brightly lit, the backdrop was colorful, and there were two chairs; it looked exactly like an outdated late-night variety show.

The goat next to it is even more outrageous.

Capricorns are typically elegant, mature, and meticulous celestial Celestial Spirit —tall, Gentleman, and impeccably groomed, the kind of people who look like cover models just by standing there.

But now, she's shrunk to the size of a little goat, not even as tall as Levy's thigh, and is tightly wrapped in a glittering gold suit, looking like a plush toy that's stolen an adult's clothes to a banquet.

A man and a sheep sat side by side on a stool, staring at each other.

A host's voice boomed down from the ceiling, clear and articulate, with a slight inflection at the end.

"Okay, everyone, now it's time for a quiz competition."

"The following nine questions will all be about people and events you've encountered. They may not be absolutely fair, impartial, or transparent."

"Hey! I heard you! What do you mean 'not necessarily'?!"

"Hehe~"

"Huh? What the heck is that?!"

Levy ranting and raving, her voice almost cracking from shouting.

She hadn't even had time to believe the first half of the statement, "absolutely fair and just," when the second half, "public disclosure is not guaranteed," shattered her trust completely.

Nine questions—it's obvious they're trying to mess with her.

Capricorn Caprico remained completely unfazed, stroking his goatee as he slowly offered his assessment.

The host is quite mischievous.

Levy gritted her teeth. There was definitely something fishy going on!

The two people outside the door witnessed this entire scene.

Princess Hisui produced another crystal ball from somewhere, and with a flick of her finger, the scene inside the door was clearly reflected on the ball's surface.

Arcadios watched as his princess pulled out another crystal ball, his lips moved, his eyes closed, and he resigned himself to his fate.

It seems Her Highness can't break this habit of recording embarrassing moments from her past.

Inside the door, the host cleared his throat and posed the first question.

Who is the person who spends all day on the quest board in the Fairy Tail guild? Please tell me their full name!

Levy's eyes widened in surprise.

Who's that person who spends all day in the request column? A doll? A rag? Naruto? Nab!...

Before she could even process half of what was happening in her mind, the hoof next to her slammed the buzzer on the answer button.

Caprico slapped his hoof, and the answer slipped out.

Levy roared inwardly.

You, a mere goat, know my guild better than I do? Do you usually just squat under the quest board and eavesdrop?

Unfortunately, no one heard her thoughts; a cheerful notification sound rang out above her head.

With a creak, it lifted up a bit, raising the entire slide by thirty degrees.

"Huh? How come there's such a setting!"

Levy a gecko clinging to a steep slope, stubbornly refusing to slide down.

What are the three Super Magic spells of the Fairy Tail guild?

She knows the answer to this question!

Levy's eyes lit up, and the two of them pounced on the button almost simultaneously.

Levy's hand and Caprico's hoof slammed down on the buzzer.

"The Fairy Law, the Fairy Glitter, the Fairy Sphere."

Levy shouted it out quickly and crisply.

"The Fairy Law, the Fairy Glitter, the Fairy Sphere."

Caprico followed along, chanting every single word perfectly.

On Levy's side, the slide creaked and rose another fifteen degrees.

"Huh?! Wasn't it me who shouted out the answer first?!"

"It's a pity you weren't the one to press the buzzer first."

The host's voice is incredibly irritating.

Levy angry she wanted to flip the table, but she was on the slide and couldn't move it.

Before the protest could even be uttered, the host had already posed the third question.

The next question is...

Levy narrowed her eyes, deciding to just grab it first and worry about nothing else!

Who cares what they ask? First come, first served!

She gritted her teeth and slapped him.

The questioning stopped.

Levy waited for a long time, but received no further news.

"... So, what's the problem?"

"..."

"Don't just stay silent, hey!"

There was only silence in response.

Levy's face immediately fell, looking miserable.

I finally managed to snag one, but it was all for nothing.

With a creak, the slide stubbornly rose another fifteen degrees.

She slumped onto the handrail, chin resting on her arm, looking utterly hopeless.

Caprico shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of compassion from someone who had been through it all.

"You'll only ask a question once; if you're interrupted, you won't be able to ask it again."

Why didn't you say so sooner!

The host spoke again.

The next question is...

This time, Levy learned her lesson and gripped the handrails tightly, refusing to try and run ahead.

The rules were set by the goat, the props were prepared for the goat, and this show was clearly tailor-made for that goat!

"In the Fairy Tail guild, what's Riyao's favorite sunflower seed flavor?"

Sunflower seeds! Sunflower seeds from Brother Riyao!

Levy's eyes lit up – this was an easy question!

She pressed the button before Caprico, and confidently shouted out the answer.

Five-spice flavor!

"Beep beep beep, wrong answer! The correct answer is spicy flavor."

"How could that be! Riyao Brother usually eats the five-spice flavor!"

Levy was completely stunned.

She remembers it perfectly clearly.

Every time Riyao sits at the bar eating sunflower seeds, he almost always shells the spiced kind, leaving a pile of shells on the table. Sometimes he even shares some with her. So how come his favorite is actually the spicy kind?

Caprico wasn't annoyed; she explained things to her in a gentle tone, as if coaxing a child.

"The flavors you eat often don't necessarily mean your favorite flavors."

Do you goats always say such hurtful things?

She looked down and saw that she had climbed another section of the slide, which was now tilted at a 75-degree angle.

She could only cling tightly to the back of the chair, her legs trembling, barely managing to stay rooted to the spot.

With a "click," the platform at the bottom of the slide flipped over.

Levy looked up and her hair stood on end.

Hidden beneath the platform is a serrated cutting machine.

The serrated edges were gleaming, spinning rapidly in circles; just looking at them made one's scalp tingle.

"Hey, isn't this supposed to be a fun and educational quiz show for the whole family? How did something like this happen?!"

Levy was terrified, gripping the back of the chair tightly with both arms and refusing to let go.

Where's the promised intellectual quiz? Where's the promised family fun? Are variety shows this hardcore these days? Eliminating contestants are literally subjected to physical exorcisms?

Caprico, remained completely unperturbed, stroking his beard as he placed his hoof steadily on the button.

The host threw out four questions in quick succession.

What are the Twelve Gates of the Zodiac keys that Lucy possesses?

"What creature gave the Riyao Azure Dragon Form the ability to fly?"

"What types of elemental magic has Natsu consumed?"

Which piece of armor does Erza like the most?

Caprico instinctively pressed down, his hoof moving so fast it left afterimages.

As a result, I failed the first question.

"Beep beep beep, Lucy doesn't have the Twelve Gates of the Zodiac key right now."

The host's rulings were cold and impersonal.

Caprico's hooves froze in mid-air, and his goatee twitched visibly.

"Haha, you're dumbfounded..."

Levy stopped mid-sentence, her gloating words cut short.

Because she discovered that Caprico stood on the 75-degree slide with incredible stability, his hooves seemingly rooted to the ground, without even a tremor, as if walking on flat ground.

Caprico calmly stroked his beard and tapped his feet with his hoof.

"As everyone knows, an 89-degree incline is flat ground for a goat."

Levy her lips, unable to utter a single word.

Damn goat!

The host announced.

"One last question! Who does Levy like?"

"!!"

Caprico slowly moved his hoof above the button, hovering there, his mustache twitching with a mischievous smile.

"Oh~ If you don't take it, I'm going to!"

Levy's face flushed instantly, turning red from her ears all the way down to her neck.

She gritted her teeth, her face flushed, slapped the button, and mumbled an answer in a voice barely audible.

As for what she actually said, who knows?

Anyway, Caprico's expression changed from mischievous to shocked; his hooves stopped in mid-air, and he even forgot to stroke his goatee.

It clearly hadn't expected that Levy would actually be so hard-hearted as to answer the question.

Immediately afterwards, Caprico his footing and fell into the saw-cutting machine.

"Clang! Crack!"

The serrated cutter emitted a series of ear-piercing noises, then hissed and emitted a plume of black smoke before completely stopping.

A murder weapon was destroyed by a goat.

Levy climbed down the slide, her legs still trembling, but she was already clutching the key to the lock in her hand.

Caprico crawled out of the wreckage of the cutting machine, dusted off his gleaming gold suit, and spread his hooves, accepting his defeat.

Levy pressed the key against its forehead.

A flash of light.

Capricorn successfully closed the door.

The Princess Hisui outside had gotten a great scoop and contentedly put away her crystal ball.