Peeking at You is Showing You Respect

The entire guild had gathered, except for Gildarts, who was out gallivanting, and Mistgun, who couldn't show his face.

Everyone craned their necks, staring at Makarov on the bar counter, because today was a very important day.

"I hereby announce that the nominees for the S-Class exam are..."

Here it comes, here it comes—a mage who doesn't want to be S-Class isn't a good mage!

"Laxus!"

And then there was nothing else!

"Guild Master, that's it? Nothing more?"

Makarov looked at everyone and said, "Feiyang's strength is enough, but his mission record is insufficient. He'll have to wait until next year!"

Feiyang pouted in displeasure. Even though he'd worked hard to complete over a dozen missions in the past two months, he still didn't meet the standard. It couldn't be helped—he'd joined the guild too late.

"As for the rest of you... train hard. You're still far from it!"

Everyone let out a chorus of groans!

"No choice. I'll just have to keep working harder!"

That was Erza!

"Damn it, next year I'll definitely get nominated, before that bastard... no, two of them!"

That was Mira!

"I will become an S-Class Mage for sure! I'm burning up!"

That was Natsu!

"What a hot-headed idiot! You'll definitely be slower than me!"

That was Gray!

Gulp, gulp, gulp!

That was Kana!

If anyone wanted to become S-Class the most, it was her—because that was the only way to get closer to her father!

But her strength... well, she'd just drown her sorrows in drink!

Gulp, gulp, gulp...

"Laxus, this is an S-Class mission. Complete it, and you'll be an S-Class Mage!"

Laxus stood up, took the mission order, glanced at it indifferently, then turned his gaze to Yun Feiyang.

"Too bad. I'm one step ahead of you."

Yun Feiyang curled his lip. "What's there to show off? Waiting until next year won't hurt me. Don't forget, you're four years older than me!"

Laxus's face darkened. "I'll become an S-Class Mage before you. That's a fact!"

As for whether he could complete the mission, he never doubted himself, and Yun Feiyang didn't doubt his strength either.

"You're four years older than me!"

"In the future, I'll be able to go up to the Second Floor!"

"You're four years older than me!"

"The entire Magic World will know that Fairy Tail has a new S-Class Mage, and his name is Laxus Dreyar, not Feiyang Yun."

"You're four years older than me!"

"Is that the only thing you can say?"

"I'm just stating the facts. You're four years older than me!"

"You insufferable brat!"

Frustrated, Laxus stormed off, looking thoroughly annoyed!

Yun Someone just chuckled. Trying to mess with me? You're still too green!

Makarov shook his head with amusement. "Feiyang, don't slack off either. I have high hopes for you next year!"

"Don't worry, Guild Master. I'll take the S-Class exam next year for sure. I said it, and even Gildarts showing up won't change that!"

"Excellent! That's the spirit!"

Laxus's exam went off without a hitch, and he passed smoothly.

From then on, Fairy Tail had another S-Class Mage besides the veteran Gildarts, symbolizing the new generation beginning to step onto the stage of the strong!

Yun Feiyang kept up his usual routine—aside from necessary training and meditation, plus a fairly diligent pace of taking missions, he spent the rest of his time enjoying life.

Half a year passed, and the time came to July 1st, 779.

"We're off to do a mission!"

"Alright, go on. Take care of your younger siblings!"

"I know, do you even need to say it? I'll definitely look after them!"

"No, I mean protect, take care of... Lisanna's the one who'd be taking care of you!"

"You... bastard!"

Fourteen-year-old Mira was starting to grow, already showing some decent development, and when she got angry, there was even a little jiggle!

"Hehe... Brother-in-law, take good care of yourself while we're gone!"

"I know, I know. You look after your sister and brother for me!"

"Of course!"

The three siblings had already started forming a team to go out on jobs. Mira could now use Satan's Soul proficiently, so protecting her younger siblings was no problem.

And Little White—it clung to Lisanna all day, having become her personal pet dog.

Even though it was a pet dog, it had grown too, and its strength was nothing to scoff at!

Watching the three of them and the dog leave the guild, someone slumped over the bar counter, turning into a salted fish.

"Feiyang, aren't you going to take a job?"

Kana was chugging away beside him!

"Nah, taking a break. Gotta balance work and rest, right?"

"Then how about a date with me? While Mira's not around!"

"What do you mean by that? Why would I need to wait for her to be gone to go on a date with a woman?"

"You tell me?"

Kana shot him a contemptuous look!

"That's enough, I'll say it once and for all—I have no relationship with her. She's not anyone to me. I don't need her permission for what I do!"

The guild members all let out a collective "Pfft!"

"You guys... forget it, I can't be bothered with you!"

"So, are you in or not?"

Feiyang waved his hand dismissively. "No! I told you, you're too young, and I don't like drunk women!"

Kana looked down. Yeah, a bit small. Give it another two years or so!

"Feiyang!"

Just then, Makarov walked over!

"What?"

"Don't be so listless. Come take a walk with me!"

"Where to?"

"The routine meeting between guilds."

"Oh? It's already that time of year?"

The annual routine meeting was always fixed in July, lasting half a month.

"Yeah, come with me!"

"Why? You old guys just eat, drink, shoot the breeze, and talk nonsense. What's that got to do with me?"

"To get your face out there. Meet the masters of Other Guilds. They'll bring their members too—get acquainted so there's no conflict on jobs later."

"Oh... fine. Mooching food and drinks off you sounds good too!"

The two arrived at Magnolia Station and boarded the train to the meeting location, Clover Town.

Across from them sat a pair of sleazy-looking young man and woman. That wasn't the main point!

The main point was the woman—her chest was incredibly vast, and her clothing was extremely revealing, with a ravine like an abyss that was hard to ignore.

Sure enough, Yun Feiyang and Makarov huddled together, their gazes drifting to where they shouldn't be.

"This must be the blessing of the Goddess of Luck!"

"Couldn't agree more!"

"What do you think the size is? I'm guessing D!"

"Is this appropriate? We're respectable people!"

"Old Man, want me to expose that collection of magazines you've stashed away?"

"Ahem~~ With this old man's eighty years of seasoned eyesight, it's more than D—at least an E!"

"That exaggerated?"

"It's obvious, isn't it? It's way too ostentatious!"

"Truly gifted!"

"You said it!"

The two of them, utterly lecherous, were whispering quietly, but they still pissed off their target!

Little flyer said angrily, "You two—sneaking a peek is bad enough, but you dare to critique? Do you take me for a decoration?"

"Did we? Did we sneak a peek?"

"We're looking openly and honestly!"

"And this isn't critique—it's appreciation and commentary on something beautiful!"

The two wore expressions that said we're honoring you by glancing your way, their shamelessness so infuriating that the other pair's noses twisted in rage!

Never had they seen such brazen-faced people!