Since Erza was promoted to S-Class, Mirajane has been pestering him, insisting that he take her to experience S-Class Mission. Lu Chongwei was so pestered that she couldn't help it, so she casually agreed "next time", but she didn't expect that this girl actually took it seriously and used this kind of damaging trick to force her into the womb.
"What's the use of remembering? What I want is action!"
Mirajane pressed forward step by step, directly forcing Lu Chongwei into the corner.
"Now! Immediately! Immediately! Get up and follow me to the guild to pick up the mission!"
Lu Chongwei glanced at the clock on the wall.
7:05.
"Sister, it's only seven o'clock..."
Lu Chongwei looked pained and pointed at his two huge dark circles.
"Yesterday, I worked until midnight to help that bastard Macao repair the roof. Just go to bed, okay, and let me catch up on my sleep, okay? Even two hours... no, one hour is fine!"
"No!"
Mirajane categorically refused.
"When you wake up, the day lily will be cold! And what if you wake up and regret it?"
"Am I that kind of person?"
"Yes!"
Mirajane answered without hesitation.
Lu Chongwei feels so tired. When did his credibility in the guild become so low?
"Then what do you think I should do? I'm so sleepy right now that I can't even open my eyes. Even if I go to the mission site, I'll end up dead."
Lu Chongwei yawned and squeezed out two drops of physiological tears from the corners of his eyes.
"S-Class Mission is very dangerous. If I don't maintain sufficient physical strength, how can I protect you, a loser?"
Hearing the words "oil bottle", Mirajane raised his eyebrows. He was about to have an attack, but then he thought about it and seemed to think of something, and his eyes rolled.
"Okay, I guess what you said makes sense."
The light on Mirajane flashed.
There was a soft sound of "bang".
The pervert "Lu Chongwei" who was wearing women's clothing disappeared, and was replaced by Mirajane, who was wearing crisp casual clothes and a silver-haired shawl.
Lu Chongwei breathed a long sigh of relief.
That harsh scene finally disappeared, and the world instantly became a much better place.
"Then can you go? Remember to close the door for me, even though it's broken."
After Lu Chongwei finished speaking, he turned around and threw himself on the bed, preparing to race against time to save his sleep.
However, just as he was about to pounce, he felt someone grab him by the back of his collar.
"Who said I was leaving?"
Mirajane let go of his hand, walked to the only single sofa in the room and sat down, crossed his legs, picked up a magazine called "Weekly Sosana" on the table and flipped through it.
"I'll wait for you right here."
"Ha?!"
Lu Chongwei raised his head that had just touched the pillow and looked at her in disbelief.
"A man and a woman are alone in the same room. Aren't you afraid that word will spread and it will bring bad reputation to you?"
"If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows."
Mirajane flipped through the magazine carelessly without raising his head.
"Besides, you are my examiner and I am your follower. We are discussing the details of the task. Are there any questions?"
"The problem is getting bigger..."
Lu Chongwei muttered.
But this girl is obviously determined to stay here and cannot be driven away. If she continues to struggle with her, she will never sleep at all.
"Okay, okay, stay here as long as you like."
Lu Chongwei resignedly pulled the quilt over and covered his head.
"Don't disturb me, don't peek at my sleep, don't go through my things. Call me in two hours."
After saying that, he turned over, facing away from Mirajane, and forced himself to enter sleep mode.
The room became quiet again.
Mirajane Listening to the steady breathing gradually coming from the bed, the hand that was flipping the magazine stopped.
She put down the magazine, turned her head, and her eyes fell on Lu Chongwei's back wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis.
The early morning sun shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting streaks of light on the floor.
Mirajane's eyes were a little erratic, and the toughness and arrogance on his face gradually faded away, replaced by a complicated expression.
That was the girl's thoughts in Huaichun, and it was also the bud of some kind of determination.
"Idiot..."
She cursed softly, her voice so low that only she could hear it.
Then, her eyes swept around the messy room Lu Chongwei.
Dirty clothes piled on the chair, leftover snack bags on the table, and comic books littered on the floor.
A typical doghouse for a single man living alone.
Mirajane looked at it, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on his face.
She thought of what Lisanna said to herself last night, and that bold and shameful plan was swirling crazily in her mind at the moment.
"Since you refuse to wake up..."
Mirajane stood up and walked lightly to the small kitchen on the other side of the room.
"Then don't blame me for being rude."
Lu Chongwei, who was lying on the bed, turned over in a daze, muttering something inaudible in his sleep. He had no idea that he had been targeted by a hunter named "Love".
Time goes back to last night.
In the girl's bedroom of Strauss's house, soft magic light shines on the pink bed.
Mirajane was lying on the bed, holding a pillow in his hand and beating it wildly, and kept muttering in his mouth:
"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! That bastard Lu Chongwei! How dare you ignore me!"
"You obviously agreed to take me to pick up the mission, but then you turned around and ran to help Macao repair the roof! Is repairing the roof that important? Is it more important than me?!"
Lisanna was sitting on a chair nearby, knitting a scarf in her hands. Looking at her sister's crazy look, she sighed helplessly and put down her sewing.
"Sister."
Although Lisanna's voice is childish, his tone reveals a maturity that belies his age.
"How long will you continue to deceive yourself?"
Mirajane beat the pillow suddenly.
She raised her head, her eyes were a little evasive, and her cheeks were slightly red.
"Wha... what kind of self-deception? I'm just doing it for S-Class Mission! To defeat Erza!"
"Come on."
Lisanna rolled his eyes and exposed her mercilessly.
"Who in the guild can't tell? You and Sister Erza both like Brother Zhongwei."
"Boom--"
This sentence was like a depth charge, which made Mirajane jump out of bed.
"Who... who likes that lazy guy?! That loser who only sleeps and eats potato chips! That idiot who has no gentlemanly demeanor at all! I... I don't like him!"
Mirajane is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, all the hair on his body is exploding, and he speaks as fast as a machine gun.
"Oh? You don't like it?"
Lisanna held his chin and looked at her with a playful expression.
"Then who gets sulky every time he sees Brother Zhongwei talking to other girls? Who secretly learns to cook the dishes that Brother Zhongwei likes to eat? And who is more anxious than anyone else when Brother Zhongwei is injured?"
"I... I was..."
Mirajane hesitated for a long time, and finally said:
"I was caring about my comrades! This is the spirit of the guild!"
"Okay, okay, comrades, comrades."