Sleeping at the Door

Mirajane blushed as she recalled the somewhat comical scene between them.

Actually, nobody knew about this... right?!

The warm light in the hall shone on the table, and several pairs of bright eyes stared at it.

Riyao and the others all looked at Mirajane, their eyes filled with gossipy excitement.

Lucy leaned forward, Wendy held the spoon tightly in her hands, Levy her chin up, and even Riyao himself raised his eyebrows with a mischievous grin on his lips.

What are you getting involved in?

Mirajane grabbed Riyao's ear.

"It's impossible for me to say that; don't even think about it."

Riyao tilted his head and groaned twice, but his smile widened even more.

"Yes!" everyone exclaimed in unison.

Everyone in the room sighed in unison, their voices filled with disappointment at not getting any gossip.

Riyao blended in, and Mirajane glared at him, her ears still a little red.

This idiot is actually joining in the commotion, even though he was the one who started it all back then.

Mirajane picked up her water glass and took a sip, trying to suppress the heat on her cheeks, but a blush still crept up her ears.

"Levy-chan, you guys don't know either?" Lucy tilted her head.

Levy her extensive knowledge within the guild; she seemed to know everything about gossip and secrets. Lucy had even thought she might have some juicy gossip.

"I don't know. All we know is that they were ambiguous at first, then they went on a mission together, and afterwards they were holding hands and showing affection. Nobody knows what happened during that mission."

Levy her chopsticks and recalled for a moment.

Back then, Riyao at the bar, drinking tea and dozing off, while Mirajane would get into fights everywhere. Whenever Riyao a sarcastic remark, Mirajane would immediately explode in anger.

However, the two later went on a separate trip to a distant place for a commission that lasted for almost half a month.

When Riyao returned to the guild and pushed open the door, he was carrying luggage in one hand and holding Mirajane's little hand in the other. From then on, the guild was filled with a sour smell every day.

"Don't look at me, I don't know either, but I do know that before I joined the guild, my sister kept saying why her husband hadn't come over for meals yet."

Lisanna, standing nearby, added insult to injury with a grin.

Lisanna!

Mirajane lunged forward, covering Lisanna's mouth as if to kill her to silence her.

When Mirajane heard her sister reveal all her past secrets, her face turned as red as a ripe apple.

She sprang up and lunged at the table, covering Lisanna's mouth tightly with both hands, trying to stifle all the juicy gossip inside her sister's stomach.

"Mmm..."

Lisanna was pinned to a chair by her older sister, her big eyes darting around as she frantically winked at Riyao as if trying to give him a secret signal.

Riyao took a sip of juice, pretending not to see it.

He slowly took a large sip of juice and then turned his gaze to the chandelier on the ceiling.

I don't want to sleep by the door tonight, sorry, brave sister-in-law.

When your wife is on the verge of exploding, anyone who reaches out to help will be in trouble. You have to be decisive in selling out your teammates when necessary.

Lucy and the others looked like they'd just hit it off, and planned to go back to Lisanna that night and chat about gossip all night.

Mirajane seemed to sense something, turned around and glanced at them, her eyes warning.

The children blinked obediently.

Lucy and Levy straightened their backs, placing their hands obediently on their knees, as well-behaved as elementary school students.

Cana raised her eyebrows.

Cana, sitting in the corner, tossed the bone aside, wiped her mouth, and grinned mischievously.

"Ask me! I know! Riyao, he asked me to drink with him, and when he got drunk, he told me everything."

Cana crossed her legs, raised her chin, and looked smug, as if she had mastered a core secret.

"Shut your mouth, or I'll break your legs. And Riyao, you'll sleep by the door tonight."

Mirajane darted over, pinching Cana's lips between two fingers like iron clamps, then abruptly turned her head, her gaze fixed on Riyao's face.

"Ah!!" Riyao was stunned.

Riyao nearly dropped the glass in his hand, frozen in place with his mouth agape.

He glared fiercely at Cana: "You wretched Cana, why did you have to bring that up? Couldn't you have just said it in private?"

Cana blinked: I did it on purpose, go sleep by the door!

Riyao looked at Mirajane with a pitiful expression, trying to awaken her love with his eyes, just like a big golden retriever.

He rested his hands on the edge of the table, his head drooping, his golden eyes gazing at his wife with watery eyes, exuding an aura of pitifulness.

Mirajane's heart softened for a moment, but the thought of how this guy had drunkenly revealed all his embarrassing private secrets to Cana years ago made her feel ashamed and angry.

"Don't look at me like that, it won't help."

Mirajane turned his head to the side, crossed his arms, and adopted a posture of absolute indifference.

Riyao leaned closer to her, pressing himself against her body, and attentively served her food.

When Lucy and the others saw the two of them getting all lovey-dovey again, they buried their heads in showing off their food, not wanting to be fed any "dog food" (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), and ran away after finishing their meal.

We've finished eating, let's head back now.

Lucy grabbed Lisanna Levy with her other hand, and without even taking off her apron, dashed towards the door at lightning speed.

They're obviously going to gossip when they get back.

"Wendy, let's go too, it looks like it'll be fun over there."

Carla twitched her ears, her eyes gleaming with gossip.

Wendy's cheeks puffed out as she swallowed the beef in her mouth.

"That's not a good idea, Carla."

Little Wendy wiped her mouth, her face flushed. Although she felt embarrassed about prying into her privacy, her curious eyes had already betrayed her.

Let's go, let's go.

Carla flew up, took Wendy's hand, and walked outside.

Seeing that there were only three people left, Cana felt a bit superfluous.

She glanced at the two people stuck together, rubbed her sore cheeks, and stood up.

"Well, I'll head back now too."

"Cana, don't talk nonsense, or you won't get a single drop of alcohol."

Mirajane turned her head to the side, her sweet smile masking a menacing aura.

"Fine, I won't tell you then. Are you afraid of me?"

Cana shrank back, and although she was stubborn, she was quick to slip away, grabbing her small handbag and dashing out the door, closing the door behind her.

The tavern fell completely silent, with only the dim yellow light of the wall lamp in the corner remaining quietly lit.

Riyao rubbed her hands together as she watched them leave.

He moved even closer, almost touching Mirajane's shoulder, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Mira ~ I've been lying by the door all day, so don't lie down tonight, my back is really sore."

"We'll see how you do." Mirajane took a sip of Riyao juice.

She swallowed her juice, a smile playing on her lips, and glanced at the pile of greasy bowls and chopsticks on the table.

A flash of light appeared on Riyao's left hand, and his arm seemed to change.

The tableware on the dining table was drawn by an invisible force and floated into the kitchen.

The bowls and plates flew into the sink in a straight line during mid-air, accompanied by the sound of running water and a bluish light sweeping across them, leaving them all sparkling clean and neatly stacked back into the cupboard.

"His mimicry skills are becoming increasingly proficient."

Mirajane looked at the clean desktop, her eyebrows curving in satisfaction, and ruffled her Riyao, golden hair.

"That's right, don't you know who I am? Hehehe, honey, can we sleep in our room tonight?"

Mirajane chuckled.