Strongest Man Studies for His Test

A/N: My tests are finally done.

Richter was tired, one could see dark circles under his eyes. He slumped on the desk that had books and copies on it. His plan to escape from this hell has been thwarted by the devil. There was nothing he could do, he had resigned to his fate.

"Hey! What are you doing?" A petite girl with short blue hair asked him.

"Studying for my upcoming death-I mean test."

"Ooh! Do your best."

"Do my best? Sigh! My best, eh! That's right! I must give my best! STRONGEST MAN SHALL CONQUER HIS EVERY DIFFICULTIES.!!!WOOOO!!! Let's do this."

"wooo!"

Giving a warcry, he motivated himself up and pumped his hand in the air. The blue haired girl too pumped her hand along with him and tried to cheer him up.

Ten minutes later................

"I think I will give up my strongest title."

"Come on, you can't give up. Our journey is arduous but we must endure."

"Endure? Right, I must endure! Thank you kind girl."

"My name is Levy. Levy McGarden. Don't worry I will help you to overcome your hurdle. So, don't give up Richter-kun." She came close to him and stared at him with determination.

"Ou! Thank you Levy-san."

He was a bit intimidated. The girl was more enthusiastic in this than him.

Levy was really helpful. She knew everything about the subjects. It was just some hours but he learned a lot from her.

"Thank you Levy-san. You were really helpful."

"Ahahaha. Don't mind. I just love books and knowledge. It was fun teaching you too. So, Student Richter be sure to revise the notes once again."

"Alright, Levy sensei." He said giving her an army salute.

"See you tomorrow."

"Okay."

Saying her bye, he waited for Mirajane to be done with her work as they had agreed to return home together.

It was the same town, same road and same destination he used to take every night, yet tonight it was something different. When they were walking towards the home, Mirajane linked her arms with Richter's. His mental and physical connection got disconnected. His facial expression was blank but the mental status:

'WHHAT THE VFUUCCK? THE FUCK'S HAPPENING??? Has my time finally arrived?'

Yet when he saw her dejected look, all those thoughts vanished.

"Are you alright, Mirajane?"

"Mmhmm. I am fine. It's just that.... I am a bit tired."

"Do you want me to carry you?"

"It's fine. If you could just stay like this. Ah! I mean it's more comfortable."

"If you say so..... Let's walk slowly."

"mmhmm."

It was a silent night.

........................

Someone's POV:

"Hello miss, Where do I sign up to join this guild?"

When I looked at him, my body trembled. Getting a grip on myself, I gave my professional smile and did my job as a receptionist of the guild.

"Welcome, the registration is done here. Wait a minute."

And bent under the table. I could finally catch my breath.

'What was that?' I thought.

'Did he cast some magic spell on me? I have to endure and find it out. It could be dangerous if left. But first....'

I then took out the registration form and gave it to him.

"Please fill this up."

"Thanks." He replied.

Name: Richter Quake

Age: 19

Magic: Quake Magic

'So, his name is Richter Quake and his magic is Quake magic. Hehe, That's funny.'

"Time to do some quests. Umm! excuse me miss."

He called me.

"My name is Mirajane Strauss. You can call me Mira if you would like."

"Okay, then Mira-san. Umm, you see I just arrived to this town Magnolia. Can you recommend me some inn or place to stay?"

So, he is new to the town. After giving him some recommendation to stay and explaining him the rules of the guild, he finally went away. But this feeling never stopped. It was getting stronger, more restless. Why? Does it not require caster's attention. Why?

He again returned with quest papers. Delivery quest and finding an item quest, after registering them, he asked me to take care of his bag.

"Sure, no problem."

I agreed to his request.

He then left for the quest leaving his bag with me. It was light. Maybe there is an item in the bag responsible for the spell. That's why it doesn't require his attention.

'NO!!!! WHAT!!? How could I think that?'

What is happening to me? I am scared.

"I should get Master's help."

I immediately went to his office. He was busy doing the paperworks.

"Master! I need help."

"Mira? What happened?"

"There's some spell casted on me. Can you remove it?"

"Let me see."

After examinig a bit, Makarov spoke, "There's nothing wrong with you, Mira. There's no influence of foreign magic in you."

"EH? Impossible!"

"Hmmm....!! You should go see Porlyusica. She should be able to help you."

Nodding, I left the room. Was I mistaken? Then what is it? He makes my blood boil and there's an intense desire to... to consume him.

Is it just me? Maybe I am overthinking it. Master did tell it had nothing to do with magic spell. I will suppress it. It should fade away with time. right?

Four days later.............

"Mira-san, Can I get the usual? For drink water please?"

"No Orange juice?"

"The orange juice tastes different than I remember. It's kind of bitter."

"You should have told me, I will make it sweeter for you."

"If it's sweeter then, I would like that."

"Coming right up."

.......................

"Ah! He got drunk again. Elfman take my shift for a bit. I will drop him off to the guild lodge."

"Sure sis but who is he?"

"You don't worry about it, Elfman."

"Uh-O-Okay!"

.......................

Click, locking the lodging room, I put him on the bed. I know this is wrong but I couldn't suppress it anymore. It grew stronger and restless everyday.

Her form slowly changed to her Satan soul. She came near to Richter grabbed him by his neck and like a snake biting it's prey, she bit into his neck with her sharp canine.

Pleasure. Ecstasy. Euphoria. All of them hit her at once, so hard that it caused her to orgasm. And it wouldn't just stop. It caught her offguard. It made her nearly lose her mind, she desperately held her moan gritting her teeth, her eyes rolled back and by the end of it she was barely conscious. Her conscious was hanging by thread

Using whaterver sanity she had left, she quickly got out of that room. It was fortunate that she had her form changed so her original dress remained unsoiled. Nobody knew and suspected anything. Without informing anyone, she hurried back home. Only once she reached her room, did she finally relax. She fell on her knees.

"I am sorry Richter, I am sorry. I am sorry. I am a demon. What have I done?"

She felt the guilt, covering her face with the palm she kept apologizing but it did not cover that wide smile she had.