Chapter 71 - Are you saying I’m not beautiful?

With black lines over his forehead, Rofta couldn't help saying "…I feel bad for your grandfather- no your whole family." To which Gina soundly agreed with "Me too."

"Eh? Aren't you supposed to… I don't know, feel pity for me or something?" Asked Marc after being taken back by their words.

"No, I'm pretty sure that you deserved every beating and should properly have a doctor check your head weekly. Do you even have a brain?" Rofta didn't hold his words back and didn't feel even an ounce of pity for Marc.

Although Marc wasn't offended even a little, he feigned he was by holding his hurting heart before slowly falling off the chair comically.

"How can you say that? My-my heart hurts. Only a beautiful woman can heal it." Marc played his drama show before looking at Rofta's 'wife' with a pleading gaze and begged "Help! A kiss is all I need to heal my fragile heart."

Everything was going way too fast for the woman that Marc was pleading to. While she was going through a town, she saw a bunch of swordsmen do whatever they wanted and take things without paying. Then she saw a woman in the group fight and take a man prisoner just because he was strong and said stuff about contributing to the village. Not being able to tolerate this injustice she stepped in and fought the female swordsman and easily won with her Reinforcement Magic and continued beating the others up after. Until only a man completely covered in bandages was left sitting at the side like he was looking at a precious item. She told him how they were villains and should use their magic to help people and make them smile instead. But the bandaged man just laughed at her and said she would be able to give birth to strong children if she married his son. They fought and she lost badly. At first, he just played around with her to see the extent of her ability, before in a blink of an eye her tendons were cut by his sword.

Now she's inside the same house with that hateful man's son and his friends. She expected she would be forced into sexual activities, but here she is looking at some kind of comedy playing out.

"Beu-beauty? Fast, or I will die in a few seconds!" Marc urged her before he made it look like he was really about to die.

Rofta and Gina looked at Marc with deadpanned expressions before curiously looking at the woman to see what she would do.

The woman felt awkward, as she could easily see through Marc's bravado, but on the other hand, her dream to make people smile made her unsure of what to do. Especially when she didn't know if they had bad intentions toward her and were just hiding them.

When she saw Marc's eyes slowly closing, she panicked and pointed at Gina and said "He's your friend right? You can kiss him."

"Eeeeeh? No way. If anyone should do it, then it's Rofta. He has known Marc the longest." Gina nearly jumped in fright when she heard she should kiss Marc and threw Rofta under the bus instead.

Rofta showed a disgusting expression and wondered if Gina was missing a brain like Marc. Before he could refute, the dying Marc instantly jumped on his feet and said "I'm suddenly much better. It's a miracle! My heart suddenly healed by being in the company of a beautiful woman such as yourself." He waved his arms around in a panic before holding the woman's hand and kissed it like a gentleman. It earned him a knock on his head by Gina.

"What? Are you saying I'm not beautiful?" She said angrily.

Marc wanted to call her airport again, but a sudden idea came to his mind while he was still holding on to the lady's hand. He pulled the hand and to Gina and the woman's surprise, placed it on Gina's small breast.

"What do you think? Actually, the truth is she is a boy in women's clothing." Marc asked and told the woman who had her hand on Gina's chest.

Hearing Marc's words she got even more surprised, but then she suddenly nodded and said shortly "I see." She believed Marc and wondered what had transpired for Gina to go down this road.

Gina heard it all, and she was beyond furious. Her head was on the verge of exploding. That was how red it was.

"I'M A GIRL!!! BREASTS AREN'T EVERYTHING!! THEY ARE JUST LUMPS OF FAT- hold on.." Gina yelled and intended to demonstrate how breasts are just fat by squeezing the woman'. But her words suddenly stopped when she felt how firm they were. Taking a further look, the woman was very fit and definitely had a six-pack. And those big muscled thighs. Gina's mouth couldn't help dry up and a dangerous thought came to her mind. "Should I change preferences?"

While Gina was inspecting the firmness of the woman's chest, the woman stood rooted on the spot. She didn't know what to do. Her mind blanked and only managed to pull herself out of it when Marc joined Gina's inspection.

"What's wrong with them? Let go of a boob and let me give it a try." Marc pulled one of Gina's hands away from the woman's breast and gave a squeeze of his own before exclaiming "How firm!!"

Seeing his comrades getting lost in the feeling of breasts, Rofta couldn't help saying. "How stupid!" before thinking about finding a loli wife with small breasts. He had absolutely no attraction to a gorilla woman.

"What's your name?" asked Marc and Gina simultaneously before they looked at each other. Then they broke out laughing and released the woman's boobs.

The woman backed off and wrapped her chest with her arms to hide them. Her tough demeanor disappeared and she looked like a bullied girl with tears threatening to drop.

It made Marc and Gina a little sorry, but they didn't regret it.

"Sorry-sorry. How about telling us your name? We won't do that again." Apologized Gina, while Marc was trying to remember the feel of Lisa's boobs and compare the feeling. "Lisa's are like a pillow, whereas this woman' is like… a pumped football. Both are great!"

She was looking vigilantly at Gina before presenting herself "…My name is Najah Sequen."

"Hello, Najah. I'm Gina."

"Rofta Jaeger."

While they all were presenting themselves, Marc was trying hard to remember where he had heard the name "Sequen" before and forgot to introduce himself. He was sure it was related to the canon of Fairy Tail, but he couldn't remember the small details, like everybody's names.

*Baam*

To get Marc's attention, Rofta hit his head hard with his cane with a double intention. His brain might start working again.

"Auch!! What the hell?" Exclaimed Marc while looking at Rofta for answers.

"Tell her your name, you idiot. What are you spacing out for?" Reprimanded Rofta, although he was smiling gleefully. It felt good getting back at Marc.

While rubbing his head, Marc at last presented himself properly. "Hello. This handsome young man's name is Marc Doyer. Don't forget it."

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When the next day arrived everybody had gotten a good night's sleep. They had already planned what to do in these six weeks. It certainly wasn't baby-making Rofta intended to do. He planned to ask his grandfather to train him and improve his strength as much as he could in a short time. Gina wanted to follow after Rofta told her Ihwach is the strongest and knowledgeable mage in the village.

When the two left after eating breakfast, only Marc and Najah were left at the dining table because Marc wasn't done eating yet.

With his mouth stuffed with food, Marc asked "Shoo wut dy youg plannag to dyg toda? (So, what do you plan to do today?)"

While barely managing to understand the sentence, she answered "You are going to train too right? I will follow you."

"Wroong!" Said Marc after swallowing his food.

"What? Then what are you going to do besides training?" Najah asked with a frown.

"The only correct thing to do when you are in an unfamiliar place." Explained Marc while stroking his non-existing beard, looking like he was training a student.

"Gathering intel?" was the only thing that came to her mind that made sense.

"Wrooong again!!" said Marc after making a wrong-answer sound often heard in quizzes.

"Then what is the right answer?" Asked Najah confused while leaning back in her chair with her muscled arms crossed.

Marc made a come-closer gesture to her— which she did— before he whispered "Sightseeing"

Najah blinked her eyes in confusion before questioning "Excuse me?" She doubted what she just heard.

"Of course I'm going sightseeing. There's no way I can do any training when I know I'm in an unfamiliar village with a different culture. I want to explore it." Marc explained his reasoning before quickly eating the last of his food and ignored Najah that just sat with her mouth opening and closing repeatedly. She wanted to tell Marc he should focus on his training instead, but his reasoning kinda made sense, and somehow she wanted to know more about this weird village's traditions that forced her to be here at this moment.

When he was done eating, Marc stood up and was ready to leave. Before that, he asked Najah "Are you coming?"

"I am." She said and followed Marc out of the house. She kinda looked like a bodyguard protecting Marc with her tough and muscular build that followed behind him.

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(A/N: If you haven't already realized, I have made so Najah is Warrod's ancestor. The reason why Warrod is pretty silly. It's because Warrod was a buff dude when he was young and founded Fairy Tail together with Mavis and the others. I have been looking at all of Fairy Tail's characters and the buffest with a last name is young Warrod and Elman. In the end, I chose Najah to be Warrod's ancestor instead of the Strauss siblings'.)

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