Chapter 20
Chapter 20. Rest and what it is eaten with.
Dear nervous system, be strong, the vacation begins.
From the thoughts of a person before vacation.
Sephiroth. Era.
Eh, the city of Era is glorious and its magicians, I don't even want to leave, maybe they will blame me for what else? Eh, dreams, dreams, Ur only glanced at my contented and slightly rumpled face, shaking her head - she didn't particularly like my approach to life, but that's why her personal life is called personal - no one tried to explain to me the politics of the party. Upon leaving the hotel, we were faced with very colorful characters - a meter tall, dumb look and stupefying aroma, damn it, but I was hoping that in reality Nanoch looks somehow more decent, alas. Next to him were his three 'bros', well, and headed all this ... oh, my eyes! Now it is acid pink in color and downright smells of perfume.
-W-what is IT? - Ur tried to contain a nervous tic ... not very successfully. Heh, but now she will have plenty of impressions from the trip.
-This is, as you put it, Master Bob, the head of the Blue Pegasus guild, by the way, he is just from 'your generation', - I casually hinted to the girl about her past dissatisfaction with youth.
-Hmm ... - Ur answered informatively, nervously fiddling with the ties on her jacket.
-Do not pay attention, he is a normal man, just his humor is specific. Hi Master Bob! - I happily waved my hand to the peasant in tights, seeing me, he changed in his face and added a step, - wait, where are you, I'm looking for you everywhere! - I pretend I'm going to run after him ... hmm ... went into the wall, sadness.
-Uh?
- Eh, it seems he is still offended at me for that innocent joke, - I make a sad sigh, - they do not appreciate a good joke, they do not.
- Perhaps, I don't want to know exactly how you joked ... - the ice sorceress shrugged her shoulders and tried to pull off her blouse.
-Ur ... - I tugged at the item of clothing, although, I admit, for a moment I had an idea to watch a free striptease, but the central square of Era is perhaps still not a very suitable place.
- Damn, I have been ill for a long time ... - the sorceress was slightly embarrassed.
-Well, that explains where Gray got such inclinations ...
-What are you hinting at? Milkovich inquired suspiciously.
-And what am I, I'm nothing ... in the end, in the laws of Fiore, I have not read anything about the seduction of minors yet ... - I shrug.
-Rrrr ...- so, jokingly swearing, we boarded the train that took us back to Magnolia, how did this transport get me ...
The guild (more precisely, the ruins being slowly rebuilt) greeted us with cheerful bustle and sounds of the construction site - let some of the workers quietly dumped on tasks, and some were now resting at the tables, some continued to work, doing it in the best fairy style - noisy, fun and somewhat dangerous for others.
Particular attention should be paid to Levi - a girl in glasses and with a brutal expression on her face poked her finger into a pile of papers and tried to prove something to a man in overalls, apparently a representative of a supplier of materials.
-... you raised the price by twenty, think twenty percent, do you have a conscience? Okay, about my conscience, I'm in vain ... - the girl corrected herself, - the reasons to raise prices so?
-It's restless on the roads, we have to hire security, therefore, the costs increase ... - the man answered tiredly, apparently, the conversation was not going on in the first round. Then Levi looked at me with such hope, as if I were a miracle worker and could save her from all troubles ... hmm ...
-What is the actual problem? Okay, I can believe there are psychos who are ready to attack a caravan with construction materials that can hardly be sold later, after all, the bandits do not know that the boards are for the warmages guild. But what's stopping you from hiring these same magicians, just for a discount? And it is useful for us and you have fewer problems, - I add my trademark kind smile, - if, of course, the problem is precisely in travel costs.
-I, uh ...
- Sephiroth, why are you doing that, don't you trust our suppliers? - 'indignant' Levy, - they will not profit from the guild.
- Sef ... ah, yes, of course, I will contact the management. I think they'll like the idea of security ... well, uh, all the best. "The supplier took his leave and tried to leave the site as soon as possible.
-Yes, a couple of years more and they will start to scare me little children, that's why nobody loves me, huh? - I make a plaintive face, Levi, looking at this, sprinkles into his fist.
-You also ask, there are so many things they say about you that it's just horror, by the way, you can't introduce me to your companion? Levi looked at Ur, who was watching us with interest.
-Oh, of course, there was no time before, now ... Levi, let me introduce you to Ur Milkovich - a beautiful sorceress and teacher of one scumbag you know. Ur - this is Levy, the most well-read and kind girl I've ever met - the girl in question turned a little pink, and I heard two flashes of irritation, heh, and I was wondering where this couple was. After talking a little more with the magician of the 'Vesky Word', I learned the latest news, including an interesting rumor about the relationship between Loki and Lucy, or rather, that someone saw them sitting in a cafe, and in the evening he carried her to home in my arms. The funny thing is that Levi gave it all away without any second thought, it never occurred to her that such a rumor could create a real scandal ... book child, damn it. Meanwhile, it became suspiciously quiet around, people were waiting for my reaction ... well, I will not disappoint them.
-It's clear, I'm glad for them, - and don't forget to give out a 'kind' smile, hmm, I ought to agree with Loki so that he disappears for a couple of days, let the people get a little worried, but what am I, I'm nothing, I wasn't caught, but , at least, he heeded my advice, which is good news. I didn't believe that he and Lucy had something - Leo, of course, is still a womanizer (who would say so), but he will not pretend to "someone else's prey". Ur could not ignore the reaction of those around her, she had enough reason and experience to compare the facts, then, apparently counting something, she looked at me in a strange way ... although her train of thought is clear, she counts the number of girls ... after all, she doesn't know about Juvia yet, by the way, something is not visible last. After chatting a little more with Levi, we went to the counter - it would be nice to wet our throat, and to admire Mirazhana up close - we hadn't seen her for more than two weeks and had time to get bored.
-Hi, Mira, can I have a glass of beer and ... Ur, will you have something? - sat down at the counter.
-Vina, - said the sorceress, looking at Mirazhanu with curiosity, clearly comparing it to the drawing.
-... and wine? - the girl silently drained a mug, poured a glass and also silently handed them to me, I felt irritation and some resentment, downright gushing out of the battle waitress. Damn it, what's going on here?
-Teacher! - Lord, Gray, recently began to remind Natsu - the usually cold and self-contained magician became obsessed with Ur, perhaps even more than Dragneel with the dragon, the sorceress rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, it seems she was counting something again.
-Already released? Hmm, I thought three days would be enough - Mrs. Milkovich expressed her thoughts aloud.
-Heh, don't underestimate the power of fairies, especially the power of fairies who are obsessed with an idea. Besides, you are still glad to see him, - my interlocutor just grunted in response.
-Eh, you know everything, and where did you come from? - I didn't have time to answer this question - Gray ran over and grabbed his teacher into his arms again. Summoning a strangled squeak from a formidable magician.
-Like children, honestly, - I took a sip of beer ... mmm, dark, gorgeous ...
-And you won't interfere? - asked Mira, looking in surprise as the ice sorceress tries to fight off her student.
-What for? I raise an eyebrow.
- Well, - the waiter hesitated, - is this your girlfriend?
-My who? - I put down the mug and with some bewilderment looked at the chief bartender of the guild, next to, judging by the sounds, Ur was briefly distracted from the fight by Gray, which was used by the magician, - where did you get this from, Mira?
-Is not it so? They said here ... - the girl told an interesting story about my relationship with Ur, the struggle nearby subsided, the ice sorceress also listened (well, or she was preparing something especially lethal for Gray). When the story was finished, I could only laugh, the ice sorceress just chuckled, simultaneously freezing Fulbuster into the ice.
- Gray, I expected great results from you, you need to train properly, - and continued to calmly sip the drink from her glass, with one eye watching the half-naked magician trying to get out of the block.
-M-yes, and why do they always understand me in some strange light? You would have married me with Bob ... brr, - sometimes a rich imagination is bad.
Mirazhana giggled, judging by the sensations, her mood had risen great, but judging by the demons jumping in her eyes, she was clearly planning something.
-And how are you? Yes, and Elsa hasn't been seen lately, "I turned the conversation to a topic of more interest to me.
"We ... went on a mission," the waitress blushed for some reason, "and Elsa, probably, is getting enough sleep - lately she has been training like an obsessed woman, getting tired.
- I see, - the girl and I pretended that the incident did not take place in my house, but it was not very good to communicate about anything - some tension remained. The situation was saved by Makarych, who rose from his office, still in the guild basement.
-Oh, I just need you, let's go, there is a conversation, - the grandfather was amusingly rubbing his hands, but his look was absolutely serious, taking into account the almost reinforced concrete blockade on emotions, I understood - they will beat, perhaps even feet.
-Excuse me, dear ladies, I have to leave you, - having finished my beer in one gulp, I follow the Master.
And again Makarych's office, moving to the basement did not particularly affect the situation, the same table, a couple of chairs and a heap of various papers, oh, and a whole bunch of barriers to boot. After a little thought, the old man with an enlarged hand put something resembling a safe to the door, h-yes, now it's not so easy to break in here ... and not to slip away, if anything.
-Tell me, dear child, do you have a conscience? - hmm, interesting start.
-Mmm, a good question, most likely there is ... partially, - for myself I have already decided - I will deny everything until they provide reinforced concrete evidence ... although, I glanced sideways at Makarov, maybe this is not the best idea.
-What did you arrange at the Council? We are not much favored anyway, but after that? - I have never seen Makarov so angry, especially so that he raised his voice.
-What, I had to stand, bowing my head in repentance and wait until I was sentenced to life in prison, and Ur was destroyed as 'the result of a dangerous and illegal experiment'? - I said in response.
-Yes, where does this come from? Why the hell were you smiling while a man was dying before your eyes?
- Master ... - I began hard, - I am not a saint, I do not care about the problems of people that are not part of my family. And I am very much annoyed by people who want to harm this family. So why the hell should I help them? If they want my help, then let them hire, as it should be done among magicians.
- Would you leave Oug there to die? If they hadn't accepted your offer? - slightly calmed down, asked Makarov.
-Fair?
-Fair.
-Not.
- Ugh, - the magician breathed with relief.
-This could have a negative effect on the attitude of the rest of the Council members towards the guild.
-M-yes, not such an answer I would like to hear, but at least sincerely, - Makarov thoughtfully tugged his mustache, - I'm already damn old for all this, - the old man closed his eyes and heavily dropped his shoulders, - tell me, did you give Oug a heart attack?
-Well, his heart was already well worn out, so I just brought it to the handle, although I admit I brought it on purposefully, - forgive Makarych, but this truth is enough for you, and my methods ... which, in essence, the difference is how exactly I achieved it.
-And no magic? - the grandfather raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
- Only in his treatment, - I reassured the master.
"You know," Dreyar began confidingly, "I used to think that my biggest headache was the union of Natsu, Gray and Elsa ... how wrong I was.
- Everybody makes mistakes, old man. And from me not only problems, but also a lot of benefits, even to make peace with the girls ...
-Spanye, all you have to mock the old man, but oh well, you are our useful, while construction is underway, I have a lot of problems. With suppliers, with the city authorities, and yet we still need to deal with a new pile of complaints ... - I suddenly disliked where Makarov was heading, it would be better if I just got it in the neck and that's it.
-Uh, old man, you don't want to shove it all on me, do you? - the Master's eyes flashed with triumph.
-I wanted to ask you to do additional barriers and materials processing, but I like your idea much more! And I'll go while I'm busy with the construction ... - I closed my eyes. I just got divorced. Me. Diluted. Well ... hmmm.
-Old man, do you have a conscience?
-Mmm, a good question, most likely there is ... partially, - smiled this ... this one, I didn't have enough words. Seeing my state, from which to the position of 'Waaagh!' there was nothing at all, the Master decided to slightly sweeten the pill - by the way, the answer finally came about the purchase of the player.
-And what's there? - my grandfather was instantly elevated to the rank of Saints by me.
-In general, Mr. Lee agreed to talk to you, here is his address - the wizard handed me a small piece of paper, I took a note and looked where I need to stomp ... hmm, a suburb of Magnolia, a small village, about half a day's journey , but trains do not go there, you have to get there on your own.
- Thank you, old man, that means a lot to me.
-You will sort things out, by the way, - Makarov winked, - usually Mira helped me with them, I think she will not refuse you clarifications if you ask.
- I will know and thank you again, old man, - he just waved his hand.
-Today you can have a rest, you are still out of the way, but tomorrow, if you please start raking up all this waste paper, - Master Fey pushed the safe and left the office, I followed him - I still won't turn to Mira, and so the relationship with I have fakes (although, rather, they do not add up) strange ones, and such an approach, and it is to the World that they can perceive it incorrectly, I will deal with everything myself - not the first time.
Alas, the uplifted mood fell very quickly below the plinth, and the reason for this was one vile type, who is also the grandson of the Master.
-... you still managed to screw up the guild, what a shame, however, what else to expect from a heap of garbage?
"Laxus, you weren't with us, so it's not for you to judge," she was indignant from behind the Mira counter.
-Only the opinion of the ballast I forgot to ask, - grinning, the future disabled person gave out, I felt how I was beginning to become angry, the Darkness obediently responded even without a 'mask', but, they beat me to it. Accelerated by the 'jet burst', Natsu's leg slammed into Laxus's chest.
-Now I'll get you, - it seems that Natsu was also upset by the words of the artificial dragon-leader, I was even glad of his successes by the edge of my consciousness - earlier he would have yelled, then hit, but now - he began to think.
-And you have become stronger, - the electromagnet grinned, rubbing his bruised chest, - ... but ... - transition to the form of atranach and a powerful blow to Dragneel, forcing him to 'slip' on the ground for a couple of meters and leaving a burn on the hands of the dragonsler, - ... not enough to pose a threat. When I lead the guild, the first thing I do is get rid of all the rubbish and idiots who try to say something across.
I had already started to form a circle, I remember Jose's Spear of Darkness was a very effective weapon when my hand was squeezed, preventing the spell from completing. The master shook his head and went to his grandson.
- STOP! - and the old man is really angry, -LAXUS, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU INSOLES YOUR COMMANDS AND PROVOLVE THEM TO A FIGHT ?!
-And, the old man got out, how did he not decide to retire? If someone more decisive was at the head, the Phantoms would not even dare to look askance at us.
-Said the man, whose courage was enough to show up in the guild a month after they dealt with the Phantoms. What hole have you been hiding in all this time, eh, fake? - anger demanded an exit and found it in an extremely sarcastic comment.
-You ... aren't you taking on a lot, newbie? Laxus grinned.
-Baby, it's stupid to take offense at the truth, no matter how much you show your toughness here, you didn't have enough spirit to go out against a real enemy, and not your own guild - I did not remain in debt, and if Laxus is already planning a 'competition' among fairies, then such a spit should hurt him very painfully.
-I will drive these words down your throat with my teeth! - the thunderer began to spark again.
- I SAID ENOUGH! - oh, the old man began to atrocities - the pressure of his Power began to crumble the floor, and most of those present fell on the fifth points, however, Laxus and I remained standing, glaring at each other - I with a slight smile, following the principle smile is annoying ', he with barely contained rage. Although I must admit - my grandfather personally provided me with the feeling of a bucket of ice water on my head.
"Let's continue another time," Laxus spat.
-I will wait, - I did not remain in debt, watching as Makarov's grandson disappears in a flash of lightning.
"Eh, spanker," Makarov sighed sadly, as if he had aged a dozen years and slowly walked to the bar, "Mira, pour me something stronger today ..." the girl obediently filled the magician's mug with fortified wine. Perhaps the strongest drink that they knew here. After draining the container in a few sips, the old magician walked wearily into the basement - to his office. Hmmm, that good mood is gone.
The evening passed calmly and even somehow boring - Ur relocated to Gray - 'the little one completely abandoned his studies, it ought to be fixed,' as the ice sorceress said. Hmmm, I sympathize with Fulbuster in advance, they won't get off him alive (hmm ... somehow it turned out in two ways, however, they still promised to drop by to me - just to chat or use my ball to communicate with Ultear), however, my mood left no room for love and good disposition towards others, let alone sympathy. In general, the very thing for the practice of dark magic, more precisely, the study of the elements, which I did.
The morning found me all the same angry, without a pair of fingers on my hand (it turned out to be too 'far' to climb without a mask, after all, it was somewhat arrogant) and with a slightly buzzing head, but I managed to understand the principle of the Fried's letter, oddly enough, but the guy also used magic of Darkness, but not directly, but simply by setting the 'rules', through the primary element. In general, a very promising direction, and even with a well-formulated condition ... the principle of Writing itself was very simple. The magician could mock the laws of nature and physical phenomena as his heart desires, but with a number of restrictions: the zone of his influence did not extend beyond the area covered by the letters; the larger the influence, the more energy is required, for example, to put the condition that all the air within the written turns into poison - a task of the S rank level (although the size does matter here), but to write that within the written people simply cannot breathe - where easier and cheaper; Well, and the last thing - the ban cannot be absolute (although it may be, but this is already the level of God-equal), there must be an exit condition, and, moreover, feasible if the Writings limit someone. A passage condition, a certain frame if they serve as a barrier, or an activation condition if it is a trap. As a result, a rather interesting style of combat was obtained, requiring a good tactical thinking from the magician, as well as the ability to prepare conditions in advance. Hmm ... it seems like I have a couple of ideas, like Frid, I won't be able to call ready letters at once with a wave of my hand, but just write certain conditions and nourish with Darkness ... my strength should be enough, heh, one blonde face will be wait for a little surprise (there should have been a spiteful laugh).
After taking a shower, slightly cleaning the glacier from excess provisions and returning my fingers to their rightful place, I went to the guild. The mood was still fluctuating at the mark 'die all living things', and the mountain of complaints that was already waiting for me in my office suggested the brutal murder of the authors of these opuses. Having thought about it, I came to the conclusion that it is not the most rewarding occupation to do paperwork in the office on the construction site, where the suppliers of materials constantly break in, wanting to clarify or find out something, and therefore, having collected complaints in a spatial pocket, I went home - you can answer them in your own office.
At home Ur was already waiting for me, calmly conducting an audit of my refrigerator. Here's another question - why? As far as I know, she has already been given a room in the women's dormitory, and Gray is almost a relative and his house is not cramped, so why is my living room exposed to acupuncture? A picture from the anime appeared in front of my eyes, where Lucy, returning home, found Natsu entrenched in the kitchen there. It's somehow ... suspicious and ... symbolic.
-Fo, you nowadays Rono, - Milkovich finally managed to overpower a piece of ham ... well, almost overpower.
-Yes, the kind people have made it work and now I need to work a little with the papers from the Council, - the girl's face has changed a little, it seems that she felt something in my voice ...
-You, this, more tenderly somehow, after all, my daughter also sits there ...
-What are you talking about? I asked suspiciously.
-Yes, nothing. - Hastily looked away from the sorceress, hiding her face in a glass of water. Damn, who do they think I am? Oh yes ... exactly.
-Hmm ...
A little later, in Sephiroth's office.
Tek, let's get started, what do we have there ... a complaint about the destroyed house ... uh-huh, where are the witnesses that one of ours did it? Not. Evidence? At that moment, the magician Fey was in the city - is this proof? Hmmm, what is the fine for libel, and also for moral damage and amortization of the time spent on the proceedings, well, compensation for lost profits, of course ...
Putting my ready answer to the edge of the table, I began my next complaint. Ur, who, without asking permission, settled down right there in the guest chair (apparently she was still afraid for her daughter and decided to control the process at least like that), took the sheet and after a few seconds noisily gurgled into a mug of cocoa.
- Uh, not too harsh?
-No, besides, I was already bothered by the Council almost in full strength, if they really want to roll the barrel, then let them do it at the proper level, besides, until they correctly draw up a complaint, the reason itself will be forgotten long ago, as a result which we will have less headache ...
- That's how ... I see. - The sheet was neatly, even somewhat carefully returned to its place and the sorceress again hid her nose in a mug, drilling me with a wary gaze.
A little later.
-Hee ... Oh, I can't! "It's good that the cocoa has ended long ago, otherwise I would have risked shamefully losing all the results of my labors. - You would have filed a complaint with them about, hee ..., unauthorized detention ... - the girl, frankly smiling, wiped away a tear that came out looking at my next answer.
-Hmm, a good idea, but at the same time indicate suspicion of cooperation with the dark - the guards detained ours very 'successfully', fortunately, a similar precedent has already happened and quite recently ... - I agreed calmly, which caused another wave of hysterical giggling .. ...
In the evening.
And nothing like that, it seems that even the mood has improved, so now to seal the envelopes and send them to the addressees ... done! Whistling the imperial march quite enough, I said goodbye to Ur, which is very reminiscent of a cat who has now gorged on sour cream. Taking part in the secret mystery of dark magicians - inflicting 'joy' and 'happiness' to others, the girl, with renewed vigor, went to eat the brains of Gray, let the earth rest in peace to him, but I, having addressed this wish to heaven and mentally apologizing to my friend, went to I kiss you a mug or two of beer ...
- Peace, my joy, pour, please, a little dark mug for a tired magician, eh? - the girl grunted skeptically at the moment with the 'tired magician', but still poured the beer.
-And what made you so tired? - hmm, she looks too interested ... vague doubts begin to torment me.
- Yes, the Master made me feel good - he dumped the whole bunch of complaints against me, and he washed off to the construction site, - I sigh heavily, - so I have to take the rap.
- Well, - the girl hesitated a little and blushed slightly, - if you want, I can help you, - suspicions only intensified, perhaps at the request of this sweet angel Makarych harnessed me to paperwork.
-What are you not worth, I have already done everything.
-But there was a whole mountain there, especially a week of cop ... - then Mirazhana realized that she had said the last phrase out loud.
- But from this moment in more detail, - I squinted, - why did they accumulate complaints?
-Well, we ... uh, - the girl began to look around in search of a means of salvation. It seems that I am beginning to guess who advised Makarych to set me up like that.
-'We ', it means, - the picture became clearer, - how interesting ...
-Oh, I'm sorry, I need to take the guys to the construction site to have a snack, - the sorceress heroically ran away, slightly cheering me up, yes, the plan was good - for any other magician Fey - paperwork - death is similar, but I had extensive experience in fighting bureaucrats ... hmm, how do I know that? I know that I was, but here's what it was ... hmmm, again the memory gives out tricks. And so you can fly in someday. After finishing my beer, I went home again, no, that's it, tomorrow I'll go to this master Lee, otherwise I'll definitely eat someone.
Around the same time, but in a slightly different place.
-Well, how? He looks tired, - Elsa quietly walked around the corner, so as not to accidentally attract the attention of the silver-haired magician.
-This is a failure, - Mirazhana sighed heavily, - he has already dealt with the whole pile and is only slightly tired. But ... that's not the worst thing.
-Something happened? - Lucy pricked up her ears.
- Yeah, he guessed that Makarov did not just 'asked' him to take care of the papers ...
-What now? - Lucy began to get nervous, she had long been convinced of the guy's specific sense of humor - how not to get a joke in return ... brrr.
"I don't know, it seems he was just amused by our attempt," fiddled with the hem of Mirazhan's dress, "maybe ... just make up?
-And admit ourselves defeated? Not! Fairy Tail never gives up or retreats! - Elsa shook her fist - we just need a new plan! - the girl hoped that behind the demonstrative bravado, no one would notice her doubts and worries. That story with the resurrection ... some secrets, sometimes I just wanted to take Sephiroth and knock out all the ins and outs of him, but something stopped the girl from taking such a step, and ... someone else's past and other people's secrets should remain so while their owner himself will not want to share ... or is it still worth reconsidering your decision in this case? After all, he may be associated with the Tower ... no, hardly ...
- I'm not sure if this is a good idea, wouldn't send it on a business trip to the Blue Pegasus? - Lucy did not support her friend's attitude.
-Why not? It seems to be a good idea, especially considering the local shots ... - the warrior shuddered at the mere recollection of Ichi and Master Boba, pushing her gloomy thoughts into the background.
-No, if you want the destruction of the Pegasus or the madness of Sephiroth, then yes, but this is already without me! - the blonde protested, - and I for him ... although, rather, all the same, I feel sorry for them.
-Hmm, and I thought it was connected with your date with Loki, - faked Alai's girlfriend.
-Me not! It was all wrong! - Lucy blushed ... - wait a minute, how did you know about this?
-Yes, the last couple of days the whole guild is just chatting about it, by the way, I heard that Sephiroth 'blessed' your relationship ... - Elsa herself did not really understand why she was saying all this, but the rival's 'elimination' for 'natural reasons' she was happy ... a minute, rivals? Is she so interested in Sephiroth that she rejoices in the elimination of a rival? Yes it is. What is happening to her? The Valkyrie's convulsive musings were interrupted by Mira's voice.
-Do not worry, Lucy, you never know what people say, there, there are also many tales about Sephiroth, and not only here. About their relationship with Ur, for example ...
-M-yes ... - the girls remembered their reaction when they heard such news, ... it became a little ashamed.
- We've got a distraction, so what will be the suggestions? - Elsa hushed up the slippery subject.
- I don't know, maybe ... - Lucy looked at her friends and blushed.
- No, you're not suggesting ... to accept his offer? - now Mira felt a rush of blood to her cheeks.
-Well, I do not! - Elsa declared resolutely, although somewhere on the verge of consciousness an interesting image slipped through ... and there were already moments when the three of them woke up in the same bed, but this is completely different! - Now all three girls were reddening, the conversation had quieted down somehow by itself.
Sephiroth. Evening. Next to the house.
The familiar silhouette in the bushes could not help but cheer up, nevertheless, something in this world remains unchanged.
-Tell me, why are my bushes so attractive, beautiful Juvia?
-Aah, uh ... here ... - the answer was strikingly informative, and the girl's embarrassment and awkwardness were so strong that they were caught even by the cut-off empathy from a fairly decent distance.
-It's clear, the answer is intelligible, concise and understandable, - damn, I am constantly drawn to pin up her, but she has such a funny reaction that I just can't resist - a seagull?
-Mr Sephiroth, Juvia has come to warn you ...
-You ... and please, let's go without these 'gentlemen', - in response I received a new wave of embarrassment.
- Those three erased ... - the girl hesitated, - ... the sorceresses that you had ... at your house ... they conceived some kind of plan to incite creepy monsters on ... you! - I could not help smiling, well, yes, a pile of waste paper is the worst nightmare of any Fey magician.
-Thanks, but don't worry - the enemy has already been defeated and destroyed, everything is fine.
- Well, Juvia was late, - the girl sulked, - eh ...
-Well, nothing terrible happened, so don't worry, thanks anyway, - yielding to my desire, I hugged and kissed the water sorceress, for a second everything was all right, but then such a wave of embarrassment, shame, joy and what hit my brain something else, that I slightly 'swam', when my consciousness cleared up, the mistress of the water was no longer there, only embarrassment blazed somewhere on the verge of sensitivity. Rain is coming. I seriously thought about a simple question, am I kissing so badly that only Ultear with her manners in BDSM can stand it? No, today there are no experiments - take a cold shower and sleep, in this state, I'm damn it, I'm experimenting ...
The next morning. Sephiroth.
Nothing foreshadowed trouble, but ... so, let's start with the fact that in the morning around the house I noticed about a dozen girls pretending to just walk by, however, it was more like sharks wrapping around in circles, smelling the victim's blood ... me all this ... Someone found out about my experiments? The council read the answers and decided that it was cheaper to eliminate me than to endure? Although no, then Ultear would have informed me about such a decision, unless the initiative came from the same Oug and was not carried out by him directly without notifying the Council. Paranoia blossomed and spike, deciding not to tempt fate, I took advantage of a secret passage in order to leave the area that had become uncomfortable (damn it, my hands would never reach the women's dormitory, otherwise I just brushed off the dust, and I never sat in the observation room under the same pool ) and headed to the guild. On the way, I noticed small groups of girls whispering about something, it is noteworthy that in each group there was some kind of book or notebook. But what - could not make out.
If you don't understand something, ask Levy - as a rule, this girl knew all the news around her and was simply an irreplaceable source of information.
-Hi Levy, has there been anything new lately? - the girl looked at me strangely.
-Hi, Sephiroth, don't you subscribe to The Magic Herald? she asked in turn.
-Well, yes, really, I'm not looking through all, but only ... uh ... new magical developments.
-Yeah, they're right in the middle of the magazine! You also pasted over one room with them, but why are there posters with Mir ... chpok! - the cat who handed me over was knocked down by a portion of dry ration taken out of a spatial pocket ... hmm, it would be necessary to train accuracy - he aimed at the mouth, but hit the belly, - Sephiroth is terrifying!
-Hmm, then it's understandable ... in general, in the 'Magician' articles about you sometimes flashed, but the last issue that came last night ... here you go, - the girl handed me a magazine, on the cover of which was my not quite happy erysipelas ... did not understand. After leafing through the magazine (this time Hannah Stryfe was shining in a swimsuit, hmm, not bad, although not for everybody - not everyone likes two-meter-tall girls), I really wanted to talk to its editor, hell with him that they used my photo (judging by everything was filmed right after leaving the courtroom of the Council) without my permission, but even aware, but the article ... Hmmm, what I fought for, I ran into it, journalists caught up with me areolas of gloomy mystery and severity, in paints having written down my real and not very merits (I read it myself), and then they also wrote that this magician is still completely free ... oh no, you don't want to say that those girls in front of my house ... your maaaat.
Returning the magazine to an extremely pleased Levy, seeing the changes in my face as she read gave her a lot of pleasure, I went to the counter.
-Mira ... - my voice sounded somehow pitiful, - pour the strongest that you have ... although no, it's better just bring a glass and nuts, - I sat down at the counter and pulled out a flask with tincture from a spatial pocket.
-Something happened? the girl asked worriedly.
-Yeah, today I had to leave my own house secretly - it was besieged by a crowd of female fans.
-Uh? - mmm, what big eyes, I just want to drown in them ... so, somewhere I was carried away. I took a sip from the flask and ate a nut.
-``Wizard '' ... the last number they almost entirely devoted to your humble servant, as a result of which this morning a dozen girls set up camp under my window and about the same number went on patrol around the city, although with the second one - this is probably my paranoia, - the girl frowned amusingly.
My melancholy was interrupted by the appearance of the Master, behind him was a sorceress of about twenty, pretty pretty, shoulder-length brown hair, a pretty face and a nice-looking figure.
-Hey, spaniard, we have an addition! - Makarych announced - let me introduce you, Alice! - the girl made a ceremonial bow and blushed. Eyes are burning, delight gushes over the edge.
- I'm glad to meet everyone, oh, it's Mirazhana! - the girl looked at Mira with delight.
-What is the noise in the early morning? - Elsa, as always, in full armor, came around the corner, yawning slightly.
-And Elsa! - the delight continued to grow.
-Second Lucy, shit! - the cat did not have enough food for a long time, but in some ways he was definitely right. However, the next moment the cat was knocked down by a piece of pie that had flown in from somewhere and a barely audible and very embarrassed voice came to me:
- It's a shame how ... - plus something completely unintelligible about shawarma, hmm ... and Lucy is here. While the new girl was getting to know the guild, the Master sat on a counter not far from me.
-What is so gloomy? Are the paper monsters stronger than you? - Makarych sipped beer.
-No, I figured out this garbage yesterday, there are seven hundred thousand cases.
-Well, this is not much, good work, - the Master was delighted, so, he sipped beer, it's time.
- Alas, it is unlikely that it will be possible to breed them for more - they are mean, and it is not known when they will send this compensation ...
-Phe! Bulk! Bastard! - Makarov choked, knocked over the mug and then screwed up from the counter, and so that he almost flew under the dress to Mir, however, then I would not have given a penny for his life.
-Sephiroth ... are you again? - the grandfather again climbed onto the counter and asked Mirazhany for a new mug.
-Don't say that you did not expect something like this, - I shrug.
-Who are you so greedy for ?!
-I'm not greedy, I am an economic one, you know, a difficult childhood, toys nailed to the ceiling ... - Mira burst into her fist, and the Master sighed heavily.
-M-yes ... if you were a girl, you would offer the position of the commandant of the hostel ... or maybe you didn't - otherwise the hell would be there who moved in, and why is gloomy?
-Yes, some kind of infection leaked information about me to the 'Magic Herald', and they really tried ... now I'm trying to figure out how to remove the siege from the crowd of girls from my house, not by Loki's method ?! - Makarov choked again, after which he resolutely put his mug aside, and my beloved combat waitress screwed up her eyes unkindly at these words, - I'll find that bastard who snitched on me to journalists ... he'll regret not having shot himself before - after these words Dreyar somehow became completely sad ... hmmm, vague suspicions are beginning to torment me.
-Uh, Sephiroth, since you sorted out the papers so quickly, can you help in one more case? You need to look after the newcomer, at least on one task, otherwise you never know what.
-Why me? And so my brain was almost eaten with these papers, look, Elfman is now free, he is a real man and will not refuse a girl help, or Gray from Ur - since she has also recently joined the guild.
-Elfman is needed at the construction site, and Gray and Ur are a completely harmonious team, and the magic of Alice and Ice does not really match, besides, they went on a mission last night, - it seems to have avoided, but I get the impression that Makarych is just wants to send me away - just in case ... or is he planning something?
-Master? Is there anything you want to tell me? - goodness to him I smile and with sincere love in my eyes I look into my eyes, it remains to add, 'my boy' and grab a lemon slice ... brrr, well, thoughts.
-Okay, just quietly, - the head of the Fey switched to a whisper, conspiratorially leaning to my ear, - we have not organized a worthy meeting Ur, and Alice should be welcomed, so you need to keep them busy until evening so that they don't know about anything ...
-Well, but to load the girl with a move to a hostel, a city tour and so on? - I was frankly too lazy to go on something boring like 'find a flower in the forest' or 'get a cat rat skin'.
-She moved yesterday, and the city knows better than Natsu (although given the fact that he has used the Xid navigator all his life, it is not surprising that his personal knowledge of geography left much to be desired).
- Eh, - I sigh, - I'll have to postpone the search for the woodpecker for later, okay, I went ...
It was not difficult to get to know Alice, she looked at me in about the same way as at Mira and Elsa, but I felt three sources of jealousy, well, nothing, it's not all the girls who scoff at me. The girl was eager to start performing tasks for the benefit of the guild, but did not really know what to grab onto and what mission to choose. With a rank, and even with plant magic ... hmm, dryad, damn it, it seems, you have to trudge into the forest ... the main thing is not to forget to leave your cells as a beacon, otherwise it will be like last time. After explaining to Alice about the teams, the levels of missions and the degree of risk, I suggested that we go together for the first time, the girl gratefully agreed and took a contract for forty thousand to get a certain flower. Everything would be fine, but there was a flower in the Eastern Forest not far from the lair of the Monster, popularly known as Polyushka ... however, I have long wanted to look at her, but somehow all my hands did not reach, although I will not be alone there, so it's better not to meet with her for now - enough and perverted monkeys that live in the depths of this forest. I think we'll be back in time for the evening, I hope ours have enough time for a surprise.
After Alice and Sephiroth leave. Guild.
-Fuh, it was close, - Makarov wiped away the sweat that appeared on his forehead, - but it seemed he didn't guess.
"Guess what, Master," Mirazhana copied Sephiroth's 'kind' smile.
- Uh ... nothing, - sideways, sideways, Dreyar began to crawl up the counter away from the waitress, until he rested his back on the armored breastplate of the warrior.
-Master, what is this crowd of girls that Sephiroth was talking about? - Elsa's voice was, as always, stern. Makarov looked around convulsively and swallowed - he was surrounded.
-It seems that someone did not tell us something, - Mira transformed her hand into a demonic one and revealingly examined the impressive manicure.
- Thank you !!! - it was not often that the inhabitants of Magnolia could observe the godlike wizard running away at full speed, who, with screams of horror, tried to be as far as possible from the walls of his native guild.
Sephiroth. Evening.
Damn it, Alice is really a SCARY girl. No, at first everything was fine, we calmly walked towards the goal of the assignment - after all, to get some kind of seven-flower flower on the outskirts of the Eastern Forest. Birds are singing, squirrels are jumping ... mosquitoes, bastards are like that, they fly in schools (though the sorceress grew some kind of grass from which this buzzing brethren shied away just like that), but then the problems began. She loved to chat, and the girl was clearly not going to give the 'interlocutor' to insert at least a word. For two hours on the road, they managed to tell me how she wanted to join the 'cool' guild, how she was a fan of the 'Fairies', how she followed the participants and collected figures. Alice, according to her, was a little fond of drawing and writing ... manga. However, the latter I understood from her slips of the tongue - in general, the girl was very nervous - the first task, so she tried to somehow calm her nerves, constantly chatting. No, the chirping itself did not cause any particular inconvenience, but a cocktail of excitement, embarrassment, curiosity, childish admiration, seasoned with a pinch of fear beat the empath's brains no worse than a blacksmith's hammer, a couple of times I caught myself suppressing the desire to just cuddle this kawaii ... hmm, how am I going to get flat with Wendy then? In addition to this 'emotional cocktail', the girl periodically bent over the next flower ... mmm, the ass covered with thin skin seemed to my eyes in all its glory, I must admit, the picture is very aesthetically pleasing, although Alice was very far from Mira's tricks, however, Mira provoked I deliberately, and here I did not feel anything like that, but nevertheless - I received a large portion of positive emotions. But the good-natured mood flew off me when a 'forest Volcano' came out to meet us, or, more simply, a pervert gorilla with the magic of Absorption and love for females.
I really wanted to calmly incinerate the creature, but ... let the girl show what she can.
-Try it, I'll insure, - Alice nodded hesitantly and ... The lianas, who had been calmly hanging on the trees before, began to move and swaddled the enemy. But the girl did not know what to do with him further, but simply to strangle with shoots ... not that kind of character. As a result, two green eyes on an innocent face looked helplessly at me.
- Well, it was a bad monkey and it should be ... punished, - under the nervous gaze of the monster, I leaned over to the girl and whispered a few words. Alice was embarrassed, but agreed with the proposal and ... poor, poor Vulcan, but he himself is to blame, because you are not! Now he only has a ritual hara-kiri and to do - his own will laugh - to get a high-quality spanking before the evolution into a baboon ... more precisely, full synchronization of the color of the ass is harsh ... but fair. To restore peace of mind and eliminate nervous giggling, I asked the girl to make a small detour and accompany me on a walk to one village, since it was not long before Master Li's abode, and I needed to calm my nerves. The sorceress agreed and after a couple of hours of unhurried progress we went to the village indicated by the Makarovs.
Master Li turned out to be a sprightly, short old man in a dark green kimono, an impressive bald head (the remaining hair stood up, as if he had recently thrust his fingers into a socket) and a lush mustache. The face ... well, purely Chinese, which is not typical for Fiore at all.
-Good evening. Master Li? - I greeted.
- Good young people, how can old Lee help you? - Lee threw a sly glance at us, - oh, I understand, old Lee has what you need, here, - a packet of some suspicious powder flew out of his sleeve, - pounded horn of the Imperial mountain ram - one pinch, - 'Chinese' bowed to Alice's ear - and your young man will be able to all night without a break ...
-No, I ... we, - the girl began to blush.
-Taki for such a beautiful girl I will give it almost for free, I just don't know, that's something you looked at me! - this is not a Chinese. This is the most natural Jew of the jokes.
"Dear Master Li, I came here from Master Dreyar about the player," I managed to wedge myself into the flow of words.
-So you didn't tell me right away !? And I'm spilling over here, oh, youth! Let's go! - Lee took us to his, as he put it, 'a modest shed, where a poor immigrant is interrupted from bread to water.' The shed was stunningly disguised as a luxurious three-story mansion with expensive furniture made of real wood. When I got to the artifact's workshop, I was finally able to see my charm, and I seemed to keep my face, but whether this Chinese guy understood everything from his eyes, whether he had some kind of supernatural flair, or maybe he did this to every client , but then branded extortion began - here, young man, I'm taking it straight from my heart, manual work, individual order, but for a good person nothing is sorry! Just for some seven million I will give it to you! - The toad, having heard the number, took out the ritual silk cord of Indian thugs stranglers and stroked it meaningfully.
-Oh, I have something with hearing, I heard six million, but as young people and the younger generation, you will still make a little discount? - The 'Chinese' perked up, surprise and pleasure slipped in emotions with a slight touch of sadness ... nostalgic or what?
-Hey, young man, well, how are you not ashamed to scoff at the old sick imperial ?! I have three daughters for marriage, they need a dowry, and the roof is leaking, it needs to be repaired, winter, again soon, what kind of discount?
-Dear, where did I get that kind of money? We are poor novice magicians, besides, my refrigerator is empty at home, the house is falling apart, and even raids happen. It's worth investing in a new generation!
Half an hour later.
-So you are an interesting guy, Sephiroth, let me introduce you to Sarochka? She is clever, beautiful, all like a grandfather! - The 'Chinese' was happy - half an hour of hot trades, including an appeal to relatives / gods / ancestral spirits, turning over in their coffins from such a low price, on the one hand. And screaming about extortion, beating himself with the heel in the chest (figuratively speaking) and bringing dragons, Zeref and the entire pantheon of celestial spirits to witness, on the other, brought him into an unusually complacent state.
- Alas, Dingxiang (now I understand why they just call him Lee), my heart is no longer free, so they can still tear something off, - the Imperial somehow misunderstood and winked at Alice that he was in a state of cognitive dissonance. As a result, we conspired with him for four and a half million (he refused to throw off this unworthy hybrid of a Chinese with a Jew) for a player and a device for creating songs on a telepathic principle and slapped our hands.
-Well, you come in, if anything, discounts and a personal approach to service for regular customers, - he would still wave his handkerchief, - and say hello to baby El! I completely forgot the old man, but I'm so sad without her big ... uh ... eyes, - ahem, now I recognized the author of Elsa's cosplay costumes ... hmm, I definitely need to leave him a couple more orders, but not now - first I'll decide what exactly I need from him ... although I already have a couple of thoughts.
We returned to Magnolia at dusk, Alice was still in a state of cognitive dissonance - it seems that she had never seen our trading methods with Master Lee before ... hmm, well, I think she will be quickly brought back to normal at the holiday, I hope at Makarych's everything is ready (how much longer can Alice take a walk? And so it's almost night in the yard). On the way to the destination (alas, the guild was not yet completed, so they decided to spend the holiday in the open air, knocking down the stage and tables with snacks ... um, food right in the open air), we crossed paths with a couple of Gray-Ur. The guy was somewhere in nirvana, but the sorceress looked annoyed and what happened to them? Really ... damn it, Ur is 'sick' again, and Gray does not know ... was, but now, judging by his happy face, this unfortunate gap in his knowledge has been eliminated, hehe. So, I see Gray, I see Ur, and where is the rest of the guild? There is no one, well, that's what, I walked Alice all day, did they even decide to score for the holiday? Fairies, yes for a holiday? I would rather believe that Natsu will become a pacifist, and if not, then what? I cautiously switched to dragon vision ... well, not a fig for myself, this is a barrier, well, the Master has heaped up here ... I will have to try it later about a couple of structures. Well, everything becomes clear, but it's better not to spoil the surprise.
-Hi! How was your day? - and don't forget a polite smile.
-Sephiroth ... be quiet, for heaven's sake for you ... be silent, please! - Hmmm, is the ice princess clearly overestimating my passion for joking around, or is she still unable to move away from correspondence with the Council?
- Eh, no freedom of speech and personality, - I sigh, - should I go to complain to the World about the injustice of life? So she appreciates and understands me - somehow by chance we let the girls go ahead (we had to hold Gray a little), so the sound boom 'Welcome home!', Ejected from several dozen sips of Gray and me, only slightly deafened me. Then the most large-scale fairies party began, which I could observe for several months of 'living together', taking into account the fact that fairies knew how to have fun and loved, believe me, a considerable period.
Beer and wine flowed in a stream, Cana hosted a literball competition, and Natsu hosted a speed-eating competition ... uh ... everything you can reach. I was not allowed to go to the literball, it seems, they still take offense at that hangover story, however, I was not going to, but why immediately hide the barrel from me and look so pitifully? I still wanted to take a glass of wine ... h-yes, some kind of nervous Cana lately. Having received the coveted glass, I settled down at the counter, of course, quite by accident, and not because Lucy has been feeling timid and embarrassed in her emotions for a good half hour, flavored with some anger and determination, and the third glass of wine, apparently, taken 'for courage' brought back not the most pleasant memories, so you shouldn't bring the girl's condition to the same as it was at my house - her cheek was itching suspiciously. Well, let's listen, I calmly sit down next to you.
"Um ... hi," the girl looked away.
-Hi, - we are sitting, we are silent.
-Sephiroth?
-Mmm?
-No, nothing, - again we are silent, Lucy exudes uncertainty and shame. Another five minutes passed, - I ... want to apologize.
-For what? - I tried to remember some setups from the girls, it seemed like there was nothing to apologize for, well, not to be offended by that joke with the papers?
- Well ... - Lucy hesitantly wrinkled the hem of her skirt with her fingers, - for that incident in your house ... and then ...
"Hmm," I grin into my glass, smiling, and take a sip, "You have nothing to apologize for, you were in your right. - From standing a little to the side Mira came a feeling of extreme attention. - Yes, and I should have made it clear in advance with whom you are dealing, and not drive you into such an unpleasant situation. So here I only need to apologize - two sources of embarrassment and ... joy arose nearby? However, it doesn't matter, they themselves would not have approached me, and they know my character, so, apparently, such a step that Lucy took was a compromise option. True, the girls did not understand that I did not apologize, but only logically outlined the situation. Hehe ...
-So ...
- It doesn't mean anything, Lucy. I am not going to choose any of you, as I consider the very idea of this choice blasphemous, but I will not force you to anything either. You have your own views on the world and your life principles, and I respect them, well, but reciprocity ... in the end, reciprocity is not the main thing, the main thing is that you are alive, that's enough for me. - hmm, what a gamut of feelings ... But the words did not seem to cause displeasure, except that ... yes, from Elsa, who was 'quite by accident' in the audible zone, it shines through with something ... taking the soul. And Mira also has something similar. But judging by the pinkish ears and the strange look of Mrs. Heartfilia, some interesting thoughts again appeared in her head.
-Hey, spanish, I am announcing a music competition! Tools to the teeth and to the stage! - the drunken Master miraculously broke off an unnecessary pause in time ... too timely, however, thanks to him for that. I nodded gratefully to Dreyar and received an approving smile and a direction with my eyes to the stage. And there, some of the fairies were already preparing the performance in full, while the other part took places in front of the stage. Flushed Alice with a glass of wine in her hand with an absent gaze listened to Levi's passionate speech ... taking into account today's events, I can only say one thing to this ... fatality. So, Natsu safely gnaws at the bone of some bird, the view is very concentrated, apparently, it no longer climbs into it, but you need to finish it out of principle, next to the cat chokes (!) With a fish (!!!). Gray ... heh, Gray is clearly looking for Ur, who again managed to get away from him, I wonder where is she? Let's see, I can find my 'creation' everywhere ... uh-huh, behind me ... uh? A second later I felt the movement, damn it, you fool, I could react on the machine ... impolitely. Having suppressed the reflex, as a reward I was grabbed by the neck with a clear attempt to suffocate. In the process of strangling, I was pressed against something very soft and pleasant to the touch ... hmm ... And where does this wave of mad jealousy come from?
-Sephiroth, zarrraza, could you warn? I almost went deaf! - the ice princess began with an indignant voice, though in her emotions she did not have even a shadow of indignation, only pleasure, excitement and ... some attraction to my modest person, hmm, this was not the case before ... but she is 'under a degree', albeit small! No, using this state is not for me, and at the same time 'meeting' with mom and daughter is already some kind of hentai.
Though...
- I could ... but why? - I am freed from such a pleasant grip - it would not be interesting.
-That's the same, no respect for the wise old sorceress! - 'disgusted' Lv.
- Who would say! I squint a reproachful glance at the witch and rub my neck. - Today's youth have no shame or conscience at all ... - Ur froze. - take the same Master Bob ... although no, the words 'Get' and 'Master Bob' in one sentence ... don't sound very good. Lucy's choked giggle came from her side.
-Yes, - the sorceress giggled crookedly at a simple joke, - mmm, Sephiroth, I would like to talk with you about something, - I was confused again ... - but ... hic, not today.
- Of course, at any time ... - So, again this wave, something storms today ...
-Thanks hik, you're a real ... uh ... friend.
-Always please, - I carefully shaken off the sorceress who had started to 'swim' to Gray, who finally noticed us and was able to pay attention to the scene.
On the stage at the moment, Elfman was setting up the subject of the cultural program, the kind of ordinary Natsu, since the dragonsler himself could only roll. Levy took on the role of impresario and as soon as the artist was brought into position, the performance began. The next few minutes, Dragneel showed numbers with fire - figures, text, just some kind of bright flashes ... hmm, and he slowly began to get closer to changing the saturation and color of the flame ... it grows, you can even be proud of your teaching method (principle 'goblin is a proud bird').
Further speakers mainly showed the possibilities of their magic, combining it with some kind of stage actions - singing, dancing, tricks, as they say, who is in what is great. During this time, the girls somehow imperceptibly left me, supposedly carried away by the performance. After a while Macao sat down next to me. Then Elsa appeared on the stage ... mmm, a dance with a spear, this is something, and even a dress she was wearing ... it seems that at that moment I went completely into myself. I was only returned by Macau's question about whether I was going to perform myself.
The question was with subtext, the well-deserved fireman also wanted to speak, but after Natsu had no thoughts, and therefore at the pace he was looking for sources of ideas. Well, it's not difficult for me ... hehe. Although he did not particularly like the idea, diplomacy is a great power, and the doltish spirit of fairies ...
Alas, Macao did not have time to finish singing the song 'Good Old Grog', slightly edited on the go, by Chancellor Guy, Macau did not have time - something rushed onto the stage at a monstrous speed, the sound of a blow was heard, and then something just as quickly disappeared from the stage. In accelerated perception, this 'something' looked like a female silhouette, strange, in the emotions of this silhouette I did not catch the negative, but here Macao was cut out very professionally and a little cruelly.
-Hmm, it seems, mom liked the song, - said Romeo, examining the empty stage, - heh, stern mom, what can you say.
-Hmm, our last speaker suddenly left the stage, - announced the master under understanding laughs from the audience, - so who's next? Hey Sephiroth, how are you?
- I don't even know ... I'm so gloomy today ... - letting a little more thoughtfulness in my voice, I smile at the people who turned to me. The people immediately flared up and demanded from me to demonstrate. Sighing theatrically and warning that they asked for it, I went to the stage.
I had a song prepared for a long time, even if the people had already erased the phrase that 'a real hitter must sing Vysotsky', but ... the songs of THIS man are really immortal, but he did not ask for nothing not to sing them - a certain VOICE is needed here, which is not enough who has, and to sing Vysotsky correctly ... it's difficult, even if you can upgrade your vocal chords as you like, but ... I'll try.
Summoning a guitar from my pocket and taking the chair that was freed up in such an extravagant way, I carefully sorted out the strings and began:
Among the swollen candles and evening prayers, (The people calmed down and began to listen)
Among the spoils of war and peaceful bonfires
There lived book children who did not know battles, (A warm look at Levi, who almost immediately looked down somehow)
Suffering from their petty disasters.
I close my eyes and give myself completely to the music.
Children are always annoyed with their age and life,
And we fought to abrasions, to mortal grievances,
But our mothers patched our clothes on time,
We swallowed books, getting drunk from the lines!
Our hair was sticking to our sweaty foreheads
And it sucked under the spoon sweetly from the phrases,
And the smell of struggle whirled our heads
From the yellowed pages flying at us.
And we tried to comprehend, we, who knew no wars,
For the war cry who took the howl,
The secret of the word 'order', the designation of boundaries,
The meaning of the attack, and the clank of the war chariots. (It became completely quiet around)
And in the boiling cauldrons of previous wars and unrest
So much food for our little brains ...
We're traitors, cowards, Judas
In children's games they appointed enemies
And the villain's footprints were not allowed to cool,
And they promised to love the most beautiful ladies,
And calming friends, and loving neighbors,
We introduced ourselves to the role of heroes!
Only in dreams you can't run away forever,
A short age of fun, so much pain around ...
Try to open the palms of the dead
And take the weapon from weary hands
Try, taking possession of the sword still warm,
And wearing armor, what how much, what how much!
Find out who you are a coward or the chosen one of fate
And taste the real fight!
I feel how Elsa shuddered ... Yes girl, this song is for you ... and about you.
And when a wounded friend collapses nearby,
And over the first loss you will howl, grieving,
And when you are suddenly left without skin
Because they killed him, not you -
You will understand that you have learned, distinguished, found -
I took it on a grin - it's a grin of death!
Lies and evil - look how their faces are rough
And always behind - crows and coffins!
If you haven't eaten a piece of meat from a knife,
If my hands are folded, I watched from above,
And he did not enter the fight with the scoundrel, with the executioner,
So, in life you had nothing to do with it, nothing to do with it!
If, cutting the path with the father's sword,
You wound salty tears on your mustache
If in a hot battle you experienced how much
This means that you read the necessary books as a child.
(Vysotsky 'Ballad of the Struggle', must be listened to * note by the author)