Rod, who had once made up his mind not to have a hangover again... had a hangover again.

When he opened his eyes, it was already daylight. He was covered with a blanket, and there were cups and kettles beside him.

Looking back, Erza and Mira were squatting on the ground, painting on Gray's face with great interest.

Many people nearby had been "ruined" by them.

"Oh? Rod woke up so soon? Very good." Erza gave Rod an appreciative look, which made Rod a little confused.

Mira looked at Rod and smiled with her hands covering her mouth.

She walked over and poured a cup of hot water for Rod, who seemed to be still asleep.

"Thank you." Rod drank some water and felt better and more awake.

Oh~ That's what Erza meant.

She still thinks that painting on the faces of everyone who fell asleep after the banquet is to test everyone's vigilance after drinking.

'How innocent is she?' Rod tried to ask Mira with his eyes.

But he didn't receive an effective response.

Because Mira kept staring at his face, trying not to laugh.

Rod understood something: "I'll go to the bathroom."

After returning, Rod stared at Mira with a resentful look.

When he looked in the mirror, he could tell at a glance that it was Mira's handwriting. Although Erza's painting skills were as abstract as hers, there were differences between abstract schools.

Luo believed that his eyesight would not be wrong.

What about trust between people?

Mira clasped her hands together and shook them gently, then turned her head slightly to apologize: "I'm sorry, because Erza's suggestion was so interesting, and Rhode looked cute when he was asleep."

When you apologize, you should... cough, but she praised me for being cute...

Rhode tried to keep his face straight and not let himself laugh:

"In fact, there is a custom in our hometown that girls have to braid a hairstyle that is not easy to see in normal times when apologizing, and it is best to use the hair tie from the past few days."

Mira knew without thinking that Rhode was talking nonsense. She took out something from under the counter and pretended to be distressed and said: "But I wanted to take this opportunity to give you a gift, what should I do?"

"Thank you! Oh, it's okay!" Rhode felt that he would be sorry for hesitating for a second, so he immediately took the thing.

It was a blue and white scarf, and the wool on it seemed to be hand-woven.

He looked at Mira as if to confirm.

Mira said, "I'm not good at this, so some places are not well knitted."

"I think everything is good!" Rhodes hung the scarf around his neck and stopped when he was about to start, "Actually..."

Mira answered, "You don't mean to say that in your hometown, girls have to help boys tie scarves by hand, right?"

"How could that be..." Rhodes refused to admit that he was exposed, and made up another more ridiculous reason, "Actually, I have never worn a scarf, so I don't know how to tie it at all."

Mira's face was full of disbelief, staring at Rhodes' eyes.

Rhodes gradually felt guilty and looked up at the ceiling.

When he was about to lose control, Mira said with a smile, "Okay, your head is so high, I can't help you."

Rhodes looked at her in surprise, and sat down after confirming.

Mira came over, took off the scarf, folded it in half and hung it up again, passing the end of the scarf through the fold: "That's it."

She took two steps back to look, then walked back: "But your current clothes seem to be suitable for another kind..."

Rod sat there quietly waiting for Mira to adjust the scarf. In fact, he wanted to hug her.

He controlled his eager thoughts and waited a little longer, and tried harder.

"Okay." Mira looked at Rod again and smiled, "Although it may sound a bit self-praising, it suits you very well."

"Yeah." Rod reached out and stroked the scarf, nodding gently, "Very warm."

Warm in every sense.

"Okay, it's almost time to start working."

"I'll help you."

"Go help Erza." Mira pushed Rod's back and drove him away, "Come back later."

"Oh..." Rod didn't understand this time and could only listen to her arrangements.

Is painting faces for everyone more important than helping her work?

Mira returned to the counter and gently touched her cheek while bending down to take the account book.

She also needed to calm down.

It was so strange. Last time we went to the capital together, I helped him to tidy up his clothes and tie his tie, and I didn't feel anything.

This time... it was so strange.

——

Due to Erza's mess, everyone was in turmoil again after waking up.

——The root cause was Rhode, and the accomplice was Mira. There was nothing to mention.

Anyway, the initiator of this graffiti action was Erza.

After the turmoil, it was "post-war reconstruction", and Erza was promoted to the head contractor again.

If Rhode didn't have a certain understanding of Erza, he would even suspect that she did it on purpose.

Today is January 1, the first day of X784.

Many people want to rest more, and some people are short of money and go out to work after dinner.

Rhode is the kind of person who wants to rest for a few more days.

Then this afternoon, a postman delivered a letter to the guild and handed it to him who happened to be at the door.

"Fairy Tail, to Miss Mirajane Strauss."

Rod handed it to Mira.

"It should be a magazine. Please open it for me." Mira lowered her head and wrote something on the register.

"Okay." Rhodes nodded. Who doesn't like to open express packages? "Is Soshara Weekly so thick?"

Mira thought for a while: "Today is New Year's Day, and it happens to be Wednesday. In addition to the regular weekly, there should be a supplement."

Rhodes opened the package and found two magazines inside, one regular weekly and one New Year special.

It's a bit strange. Shouldn't they be put together to make a thicker version?

He flipped through the magazines and an envelope fell out: "There is a letter."

Mira stopped writing and picked up the envelope to read: "It's from the editor. Maybe he wants to ask for an article?"

It seems that she hasn't taken photos for a while. The main reason is that after winning the prize money in the beauty pageant at the Harvest Festival, her family is not short of money.

Mira unfolded the letter and read it for a while, then said:

"Heart Kreuz is going to cooperate with the weekly Soshara, and wants me to be a model for the new clothing, and then publish it on the cover of the next issue of the magazine."

"Heart Kreuz... is that well-known clothing brand?" Rod had heard of this name, "Why not advertise in the New Year special issue?"

"Maybe there are other contracts that haven't been completed." Mira said, "The pay is very good, it's worthy of being a big brand."

Rod asked, "Do you want to go?"

"Hmm..." Mira thought for a while, "It's okay, what do you think?"

"Me?" Rod didn't expect her to ask for his opinion. After a moment of hesitation, he smiled and said, "It's a rare opportunity to cooperate with such a big brand, right? As long as you like it, I support you."

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