"Probably... not, right?"
Roland was stunned. He hadn't expected her to suddenly ask such a thing, but after hesitating, he replied with an uncertain tone.
Setting that aside, was he currently... still human, or a creature called a Hollow?
After all, since fusing with the Ulquiorra template, the traits his body exhibited, like High-Speed Regeneration and Hierro, seemed to have surpassed the limits of a human.
Which brought up the question—do Hollows and humans have reproductive isolation?
"If, just if..." Mirajane quietly glanced toward the bathroom, a blush unconsciously creeping onto her cheeks, her voice suddenly growing quiet. "What if I get pregnant?"
"Then we'll have the baby. What else can we do?"
Pinching her soft cheek, Roland couldn't help but chuckle.
A shy Mira-nee really is cute.
"Oh? I thought you would say we'd get married."
Receiving his answer, Mirajane rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes narrowing slightly as the corners of her mouth curved up.
"..."
Can't those two pay attention to the other person in the room?
In the corner of the room, Knightwalker's forehead twitched uncontrollably, clearly annoyed.
Fortunately, this period of torture didn't last too long.
After Lisanna finished her bath and came out, it was Mirajane and Knightwalker's turn.
"Come to think of it, I don't think I've bathed with Erza since the hot spring trip!"
Mirajane reminisced thoughtfully.
"I'm really looking forward to it!"
"...Hey, can I bathe alone?"
Knightwalker fell silent for a moment, then looked up at him, her fine eyebrows furrowed.
If she could, she would rather not bathe at all.
But after this morning's experience, she felt sticky all over, and it would be very uncomfortable not to bathe...
"Request denied. And don't look at me so angrily; Mira-nee requested it."
Roland shook his head, decisively passing the blame to Mirajane, who was taking off her dress.
"..."
"Alright, hurry up and get in!"
Before Knightwalker could turn to ask, Mirajane pushed her back, which was clad in a white undergarment, and walked smilingly into the bathroom.
Because Roland had initially ordered her to obey his and Mirajane's commands, Knightwalker was unable to struggle and could only walk in, filled with resentment.
What on earth does this woman want?!
Fifteen minutes later.
Forced to finish her hot bath, Knightwalker walked out with a flustered and angry expression, wrapped only in a white towel, and rushed into the bedroom.
Bang!
The door slammed shut with a loud bang, making Roland, who was reading, and Lisanna, who was eating snacks, look up.
"Er— no, Knightwalker? What's wrong?"
Lisanna caught herself halfway through the name and quickly corrected it before asking.
"I don't know. Mira-nee probably ordered her to do something. Otherwise, she wouldn't be that furious."
"My sister..."
A complicated expression appeared on Lisanna's face.
Ever since they were kids, her sister and Erza never got along. They would sometimes have huge brawls in the guild, dragging Natsu and Gray into it.
Now that she finally had this chance... knowing her sister's personality, she definitely wouldn't let it go, would she?
Soon, Mirajane also came out, having finished her bath. She was lightly humming a happy tune, her silver hair soaking wet, water dripping from the tips.
Compared to the flustered and furious Knightwalker from earlier, her expression was relaxed and cheerful.
"What did you do to Knightwalker in the bathroom?"
Roland grabbed a hairdryer and walked up behind her, thoughtfully offering to dry her hair. He couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Oh, nothing. We just played a little game."
Feeling the warm air on her shoulders, Mirajane's beautiful eyes curved into crescents, her voice laced with pleasure.
Why does that sentence sound so familiar?
"Can you be more specific?"
Roland kneaded her damp, glistening shoulders. He could smell the wonderfully pleasant floral scent from her body, which couldn't help but stir his desire.
"I just made Erza kneel on the floor, stick her rear up high, and then I spanked it hard."
The corners of Mirajane's lips curved up, and she squeezed her right hand in the air, seemingly recalling the soft sensation from a moment ago.
Is she a sadist?
Roland suddenly felt a wave of sympathy for Knightwalker.
She had already been tormented for five hours early this morning, and now she had to be... dealt with by Mira-nee in the bathroom...
"As expected, my sister's personality is no different from before!"
Lisanna pressed her hand to her forehead, sighing helplessly.
She might look much gentler on the outside, but she's just as scheming on the inside as she's always been.
I hope my brother-in-law will be okay in the future.
Silently.
After they finished washing up, Mirajane and Lisanna shared one room, Roland took a room for himself, and Knightwalker slept on the sofa in the living room.
The next morning.
After packing their luggage, the group headed toward the Royal Capital under Knightwalker's guidance.
The journey required them to pass through Ceca Town, a strait separating the two lands, and Toria Town, before they could finally reach the Royal Capital of Edolas.
However, when they arrived in Ceca Town, a group of well-equipped Royal Army soldiers happened to be there. The leader was an acquaintance of Knightwalker.
"What a coincidence, Erza!"
A flashy-looking man in pink armor and a golden pompadour pinched his chin, a playful expression on his face.
"By the way, didn't you lead a team to exterminate the Fairy Tail guild the day before yesterday? Did you manage to wipe them all out?"
"And who are those three people behind you?"
"Sugarboy..."
Looking at her colleague before her, the captain of the 4th Magic War Division, Knightwalker's pupils contracted sharply.
Damn it, why did I have to run into him here?
"Watch out—Ugh!"
Just as she was about to shout a warning, the sound of a finger snap came from behind her. Her eyes flew open, and a muffled groan escaped her lips.
"Senior Knightwalker, do you not understand your current situation?"
Roland slowly walked to Knightwalker's side, wearing a gentle, refined smile.
"Hey! Are those slaves... are you being held hostage?!"
Sugarboy looked confused, but he quickly noticed the pained expression on his colleague's face and instantly became vigilant, placing his hand on the longsword at his waist.
"Who the hell are you three? You're surrounded by the Royal Army! If you know what's good for you, let Erza go immediately!"
"As punishment—"
Roland ignored his question, instead turning his head to look at Knightwalker, who was dripping with cold sweat from the pain. He spoke softly.
"You will be the one to kill that guy."
"...I understand."
Responding in an uncontrolled low voice, Knightwalker's expression turned grim. She tightly gripped her Ten Commandments spear and aimed it at the astonished Sugarboy.
"Damn it!!"
Sugarboy went on high alert. He felt a bone-chilling killing intent, as if he were being targeted by a ferocious beast.
This woman is definitely going for the kill!
"Erza, have you betrayed the Empire!?"
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