Mirajane (2)

"As a great wizard, style is the first thing that matters!" Standing before a huge mirror, Achill smugly struck several poses he considered handsome, tugged at the gorgeous new robe he had changed into, and said with a smile, "But—"

"Why the hell is it white again?!"

That was right, the robe was white—Achill's most hated color, white! Whenever he saw white clothes, he could not help thinking of the name Le Qi had once given him: Whitey...

"Um, I'm terribly sorry, dear customer..." A plump old man wore a flattering smile as he apologized. "This shop only sells clothes in two colors, white and red. You know how it is—this is a desert city where the sun is much harsher than elsewhere, so clothes made in colors like white, which do not absorb much light, are more popular."

"Then why do you have red but no other colors?" Achill grumbled unhappily.

"Oh, that is purely personal preference. I happen to like red clothes." As he spoke, the fat shopkeeper cheerfully patted the bright red robe he wore. "Of course, if you like it, you can buy red clothing instead. I can give you a twenty-percent discount!"

"..." Achill speechlessly glanced at the fat shopkeeper, who looked like he had wrapped himself in a red envelope, then said helplessly, "Forget it. I'll take this one."

With that, he paid and left.

"Next, I should take a proper look around this city." Walking through the bustling streets, Achill lowered his head in thought. "Even though the chance that I came from this place is practically zero, it can't hurt to look around. Who knows? I might find something unexpected."

With that thought in mind, Achill wandered aimlessly around the city, occasionally buying a souvenir or two that caught his eye.

"How is it, Lisanna?" Moving through the crowds, Mirajane nervously asked Lisanna beside her. Lisanna had transformed into Cat Soul form and was carefully sensing with her eyes closed. There was even a faint, barely noticeable trace of excitement in Mirajane's voice!

She could not help being nervous. Since she had decided to tell the guild master about what had happened here, she naturally needed to learn as much as possible about that mysterious and powerful S-class wizard. Yet judging from the way that person had massacred the Hawk Thieves' Guild, he was clearly no easy target. The danger was just as real! Facing such a mysterious expert who might be extremely ruthless, nervousness was only natural!

As for why she was excited, perhaps it had something to do with her competitive nature.

"Mm, I've already picked up a preliminary trace of that person's aura!" Lisanna nodded and released her Cat Soul Take Over. Then she hesitated, her face full of worry. "But, Sister Mirajane, isn't it a little reckless for us to go looking for that mysterious wizard like this? What if..."

"Don't worry! When the time comes, just hide somewhere and don't show yourself! As for me—" Mirajane said confidently, "Even if I'm not that guy's match, if all I want is to escape, then even against an S-class wizard, I'm absolutely confident I can get away from him!!!" Mirajane was full of confidence when she said that, and she was not wrong. Her strength was already infinitely close to S-class. Even if she could not defeat an S-class powerhouse, escaping would basically not be a problem!

"Alright." Lisanna nodded, then led Mirajane quickly toward the place she had sensed.

"Tch, just like I thought. I didn't find any useful information related to me at all!" After spending more than three hours, Achill had basically toured the entire city. In the end, he had found not a scrap of information about himself, though he had bought quite a few souvenirs. Slumped over a restaurant table, he lazily fiddled with the pile of souvenirs covering it and yawned in boredom. "Sigh, when is this aimless life ever going to end? Finding my old memories and identity may be a temporary main goal, but I can't keep searching blindly like this forever..."

"Forget it, I won't think about this bullshit anymore. Waiter! Bring me a whole table of food! Anyway, bring me one of everything delicious to eat and drink that you have here!" Casting aside those boring questions, Achill lazily ordered the waiter nearby.

"Certainly. Please wait a moment." The waiter wore a professional smile, gave Achill a slight bow, and left.

"Yawn... This really is boring..." Letting out a bored yawn, Achill muttered to himself with narrowed eyes, staring blankly at the passing crowds outside the window.

But when his gaze accidentally swept across two figures approaching from afar, his eyes suddenly lit up!

"What a stunner!!" Achill stared at the two approaching figures, his eyes glowing as he muttered, "She still looks a little young, but give her another two years and she'll definitely become a busty beauty so gorgeous it should be illegal!!!" His eyes, like a pair of hundred-watt bulbs, remained fixed on the girl with beautiful white hair dressed in a black skintight outfit. As for the cute-looking girl beside her, he selectively ignored her.

Mm, very nice! This is exactly the kind of wild girl I like! Achill's eyes gleamed as he repeatedly looked the wild white-haired girl up and down, and an urge to conquer her unconsciously rose within him.

But the instant that thought surfaced, Achill ruthlessly stomped it back into the cradle.

Damn it! I'm such a beast! How could I have such strange, pure thoughts about a child? Achill kept cursing himself inwardly as a beast, but then he secretly thought, Uh, but I'm not that old myself, am I? So why do I feel guilty about fantasizing over a kid? I don't get it. I really don't get it... But raising-sim games are pretty good too, right? Damn, why do I feel like some creepy old uncle? Wait, what the hell is a creepy old uncle anyway?! At that point, Achill's thoughts became completely muddled, leaving him in a state of utter conflict.

"It should be here, but I can't tell which specific person it is. Narrowing it down to this restaurant is already my limit." Arriving before a decently decorated restaurant, Lisanna pointed at its entrance and spoke to Mirajane beside her.

"Mm, find somewhere to hide now! I can go in alone!" Without waiting for Lisanna's reply, she headed straight toward the restaurant. Though Lisanna felt helpless, she knew her strength would probably be of no help, so she could only silently find a place nearby to hide.

Hmph, I'll definitely drag you out! Mirajane clenched her fair fist in a threatening gesture and muttered viciously to herself. She casually pushed open the restaurant door and stepped inside. Instantly, countless gazes turned toward her, but she did not care in the slightest. She had seen such looks so often that she was long used to them! Still, one particular gaze caught her attention—

Following it, she saw a black-haired boy in a moon-white robe seated by the window, staring intently at her. For some reason, the instant she saw him, Mirajane felt her soul tremble slightly. The Satan Soul within her began to stir involuntarily, as though it were desperately cheering for something.

"Hey, kid! What's your name?" Though she did not understand why this was happening, Mirajane fearlessly walked straight up to the black-haired boy. She gave him a sidelong look and asked cockily, "Haven't you stared enough? Enjoying yourself just now, were you?!"

"Uh... well..." Achill touched his nose speechlessly. Realizing his luck was terrible, he gave an awkward dry laugh. "Achill. My name is Achill! May I ask, uh, beautiful, what is your name?"

Achill truly felt awkward right now. Come on, could I be any more unlucky?! I only sneaked a few glances, and I got caught on the spot? There are so many people staring around here, so why did the girl herself single me out and catch me red-handed?! What the hell! I should've bought a pair of red underwear earlier and worn it inside out! What a bad omen! A truly terrible omen!!!

As that thought crossed his mind, Achill could not help sneaking a glance at her full, massive chest. He inwardly sighed, What an enormous bad omen indeed...