Fairy Tail: Vector Manipulation

"Get up here," Laxus taunted Natsu.

"Just what I wanted." With that, he ran toward the second floor.

"Bang..."

A massive fist smashed Natsu down at the foot of the stairs. Makarov had stopped him from going up to the second floor.

Makarov said, "You can't go to the second floor yet." Natsu was pinned firmly beneath Makarov's fist. Seeing that Chen Fan truly had no intention of fighting him, Laxus lost interest as well and turned to enter the room on the second floor.

"Why can't we go to the second floor?" Lucy asked from the side.

"Though it's still too early to tell you this, the requests on the second floor are on a completely different level from those on the first. They're all extremely difficult S-Class quests," Mira explained to Lucy.

"S-Class?"

"They're jobs where a single moment of poor judgment can lead to death. Naturally, the rewards are also very generous. Only those recognized by the Guild Master can take these quests, including Erza, Laxus, Mystogan, and, of course, Chen Fan."

"Chen Fan? Right, I've heard for a long time that he's very strong, but I never knew exactly how strong. Is it only because of his healing ability?" Lucy asked doubtfully.

"You could put it that way, but it wouldn't be accurate. More precisely, he can influence the Magic Council's decisions," Mira said.

"The Magic Council? He's that amazing?!" Lucy looked at Chen Fan with disbelief. She had never expected that this pervert would be someone so formidable. Her gaze traveled up and down his body, making Chen Fan feel uncomfortable all over.

Chen Fan did not come over either. Whenever both Erza and Mira were present, he was relatively serious. He casually chatted with Macao.

Because of Laxus's words, the atmosphere in the guild had become somewhat silent. Chen Fan also felt there was nothing interesting about staying there, so after greeting Erza, Mira, and the Guild Master, he headed home.

Family

Chen Fan turned left and right through the alleyways before finally stopping in front of a house. It was not large, about the same size as an ordinary small villa in the modern era, yet it gave off the warmth of a home.

An iron fence surrounded the courtyard. Though the yard was not large, it was very tidy. The trees and grass had been planted in a neat, well-arranged manner. A straight path led directly to the front door, and the small trees lining it stood in perfect order. They were clearly pruned often and with great care, since even the fallen leaves had been cleaned away completely.

The usual carefree expression vanished from Chen Fan's face. Like a husband returning home, he stepped forward and pressed the doorbell. A clear, lovely voice came through the intercom. "Who is it?"

"It's me." The moment Chen Fan spoke, a series of clatters sounded through the intercom. Chen Fan helplessly raised a hand to cover his forehead.

Not long after, a beautiful young woman in a maid outfit, around twenty years old, opened the door and hurried toward Chen Fan. After opening the gate, she bowed and said, "Welcome home, my master."

"I've told you already, don't call me master. How many times have I said it? Why won't you listen, Sister Lily? Just call me Chen Fan." Chen Fan truly did not care for being called master. It was one thing when men said it, but when a woman called him that, it always gave him some very indecent thoughts.

"How could I do that? Are you abandoning me, Master?" Sister Lily asked anxiously, tears nearly falling from her eyes.

Seeing Lily about to cry, Chen Fan panicked as well. Flustered, he hurriedly said, "Don't cry, don't cry. We can talk about this later. I'm hungry right now."

When she heard Chen Fan say he was hungry, Lily stopped crying. A faint smile of a successful scheme appeared at the corner of her lips. She quickly wiped away her tears and said to him, "The meal is already ready. Hurry inside and eat." With that, she walked ahead first, seemingly going to prepare something.

Hearing Sister Lily say "you" rather than "master," Chen Fan felt somewhat happy. He followed her into the house step by step. The interior was also quite ordinary—at least from a modern person's perspective. If someone lived only here and never went outside, they might even wonder whether they had truly transmigrated.

He sat quietly at the dining table, watching Lily bustle about. His eyes grew distant as he thought of his old home, of his mother cooking for him. Life back then had been so peaceful, and so happy. The disaster had taken his mother's life, leaving him alone to struggle through the apocalypse. That was also the main reason he had become so violent, killing countless monsters and people.

Although he had seen Sister Lily prepare meals for him many times, every time Chen Fan would think of his old home and that feeling of happiness. So whenever this happened, he would quietly watch Lily in a trance.

Suddenly, a pair of delicate little hands waved before Chen Fan's eyes, snapping him back to himself. Lily said to him, "What are you looking at so intently?"

"Nothing. I was just thinking that Sister Lily is too beautiful," Chen Fan said with a smile, teasing her.

"Nonsense. You only say nice things. Who knows how many girls you've tricked outside?" Sister Lily's face flushed slightly, though she felt a little happy inside.