Fairy Tail: My Magic is Yugi Muto's Deck

Chapter 42, Erza's Chapter, is here!

Finally, Lucy had a flash of inspiration and used the tea on the coffee table to summon Aquarius.

Although Lucy avoided the serious consequence of Natsu burning the rental house to ashes, her own fate was still quite tragic.

—She was given a severe beating by Aquarius.

The reasons given were that she was summoned casually with leftover tea, and that she was currently on a date...

"It's been so tough, I've finally survived another day."

Lucy lay half-reclined in the foamy bathtub, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the long-lost peace and relaxation.

After finishing her performance, Chase took the Dark Magician Girl back to her residence on the other side of the river, while Natsu and Happy were forcibly kicked out.

So now she's all alone in the house...

?

After a series of gurgling bubbles, a pink head suddenly appeared on Lucy's chest.

"Princess, would you like me to serve you?" Baloo asked.

"No! Why haven't you gone back yet?!" Lucy was startled by the sudden commotion.

"Being unable to help the princess is a grave mistake for a Protoss, so princess..."

Barug completely ignored Lucy's words, pulled out a leather whip from some strange place, and said seriously, "Please punish me severely!"

"So the question I asked earlier was just a prelude to my rewarding you!" Lucy suddenly realized.

Although the time they spent together was short, she finally understood everything.

The fact that Virgo Balu is a pure masochist!

"I feel like normal life is gradually slipping away from me..."

Looking at the expectant Valkyrie in front of her, Lucy recalled the series of thrilling events that had just occurred, and felt utterly powerless as she slumped into the bathtub, blowing bubbles.

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The next day.

Chess got up early and, amidst the usual "friendly" greetings from his neighbors, headed to the Fairy Tail guild.

Yesterday, Makarov had already arranged the schedule for the chairman's regular meeting.

The conference lasted two days and consisted of three sessions.

The first performance is scheduled for this afternoon, but they need to leave early to take the first train to Kulobala town.

If you were to ask when the guild is quietest, without a doubt, it would be right now, before the sun has fully risen.

Most people are still like Nazhabi, lying in bed fast asleep.

Upon entering the gate, there were only two or three people scattered around.

Guild veterans Marcao and Wakaba were sitting at a table having breakfast and chatting about which street had the most curvy women's butts.

Therefore, their breakfast consisted of just a dry, hard loaf of bread—the conversation about food was nutritious enough!

Besides the two of them, there was only Nabu, dressed in primitive attire, standing in front of the commission board.

This guy seems to have almost become one with the board, so much so that Chase almost didn't notice him.

After briefly greeting the others, Chess walked straight to the guild bar.

Naturally, Mila, dressed in a burgundy gown, was already standing there.

Good morning, Chess.

Mira greeted her with a smile, and pushed a breakfast plate over, saying, "I know you're going to the regular meeting with the president today, so this is specially prepared for you."

On the plate are steaming hot fried eggs, fluffy pork floss bread, and a cup of steaming hot milk.

Thanks.

Chase, of course, didn't stand on ceremony. He pulled up a chair, sat down, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a loaf of bread, and started showing off without any regard for his image.

Mira tilted her head and smiled, standing silently to the side watching.

"Damn it, no wonder Mira wouldn't let me touch her, she was saving it for Chase!"

"This dry, lifeless rock in my hand suddenly doesn't taste good anymore, damn it!"

Macao and Wakaba gritted their teeth in anger, and in a fit of rage, one of them snapped.

No matter how annoyed they were, they didn't have the courage to provoke the two S-class monsters.

That would only get you a beating!

Chess, too lazy to pay attention to the two moldy old men whose eyes were filled with jealousy, picked up his hot milk, took a sip, and looked at Mira, asking, "Where's the president? Weren't we supposed to leave at this time?"

He said it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he was going to change into a handsome outfit.

Mira lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "Hmm... it should be almost done by now, right?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of people coming downstairs came from the second floor.

"Yoches, you're here."

Chase looked over at the sound and almost choked on his hot milk, spraying it all over Mira.

Makarov was dressed in a sharp black suit, his tie was perfectly tied, and his shoes were polished to a shine.

This solemn and serious demeanor is quite different from his usual frivolous and eccentric old man image.

It's just a routine meeting, isn't the chairman taking it way too seriously?

Do you really want to show off in front of the other student council presidents?!

To be honest, if it weren't for that distinctive Mediterranean hairstyle, I wouldn't have recognized Chase at first glance...

Macao and Wakaba, whose mouths were twitching wildly, shared the same feeling.

Even Nabu's gaze shifted from the commission board he had been longing for and looked over there.

"President, this outfit suits you perfectly, and you look very handsome," Miran said with a smile.

MAC: What's so compatible about us?!

Wakaba: What's so cool about him?!

Nabu: Huh, another new member joined the guild?

"Haha, after all, we need to make a good impression at this chairman's meeting." Makarov nodded in satisfaction.

Marcao: How could he accept Mira's praise so casually?

Wakaba: No, didn't he look in the mirror before he went out?

Nabu: Oh, it's the guild leader. Never mind then.

The man looked away and continued to agonize over which commission to accept today.

"Ah, aha, as expected of the president..."

Chess gave an awkward yet polite smile.

It's not that Makarov's outfit is ugly, it's just that the art style is like Natsu driving a magical vehicle around delivering packages, which is quite a sudden change.

"Hey Chase, why don't you change into a suit too? This meeting is different from usual," Makarov suggested earnestly.

"Uh, no need, no need, I'm just going through the motions," Chase quickly refused.

"Oh, that's a real pity. I might steal your thunder, old man."

Makarov straightened his red tie, held his head high, and beamed.

A unique fragrance wafts over you, accompanied by sparkling special effects.

Good heavens, he even wore perfume!

Even the understanding Mira couldn't stand it anymore and urged softly, "President, it's almost time."

"Oh? Right, right, let's go, Chase! We'll miss the first train if we're late, and we absolutely can't be late for this meeting!"

Makarov, lost in his own self-admiration, immediately realized what was happening.

Even the incredibly reliable Maka Love has such an adorable, childlike side...

Seeing the old man's excited and expectant expression, Chess sighed helplessly, got up, and followed.

Soon, the figures of the old man and the young man left the guild and disappeared at the end of Magnolia Street in the early morning.

After they left, Natsu, Happy, Gray, Lucy, and others arrived at the guild one after another.

As the number of people increased, the quiet atmosphere became lively again, and everything was full of energy.

Suddenly, the guild door was violently pushed open.

Loki rushed in, looking flustered, and with just one sentence, he silenced the noisy scene.

"W-Wow, something terrible has happened! Erza..."

"Erza is back!!!"