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Beta Reader: volfwildman

Mom had taken one look at Erza and hugged her, much to the little red head's surprise and embarrassment. Afterward, Mom took a few days off work just to make sure Erza would have everything she needed.

Such things included Erza's new eye, making sure when was well fed and of course clothes shopping. The clothes shopping was interesting considering Erza had asked for armor to wear, It hadn't taken Mom long to figure out Erza just felt safer in armor so she made the eleven-year-old promise to not wear armor in the mansion at least.

Erza was more accepting of her new family then Gray but not quite as much as Cana had been. In the end, she seemed to be happy to have a family.

Cana was practically attached to Erza by her hip. According to Cana, she had to help her younger sister, Erza had pointed out she was older than her, but Cana said since she was there longer that made her older, Erza's response was to put her hand to her chin and said "That makes sense.'' I for the first time ever I unironically facepalmed.

Gary was not as close to Erza but still ended up bonding with her. To be fair he really didn't have a choice in the matter. Cana had been having her and Erza do all kinds of activities like sleepovers, board games, girl's day and all kinds of fun little thing, Gray usually got dragged along. Still, remember walking in one of the hallways before coming across Gray in makeup and dress, we stared at each other for a minute before I made a zipping motion across my lips and move on.

Me and Erza, however, were a different story. Erza had bonded with Cana and Gray but I had yet to bond with Erza. It was a very awkward situation, whenever Erza and I were in the same room there was an awkward tension in the air. Neither me or her know what to say to each other when we talked and it was just an awkward situation.

I decided it would be best to fix this.

I was currently walking through the living quarter's hallway with a plan in mind. Before long I made it to Erza's room and knocked. After a few seconds Erza opened the do and seemed surprised to see me. "Bishop, what is it?" she sounded nervous.

"I got something for you." I reached into my hammerspace and pulled out a sword, it was a very well-made double-edged longsword. She looked at it in disbelief as I handed it to her. I let her just look and examine it for a minute before I spoke up. "You said you wanted to be a Requip mage, right? That means you need to start building up an arsenal of weapons and armor and there's your first."

She looked up at me in disbelief before happiness took hold on her face. "Thank you! This is great" she sounded so happy, like a child on Christmas. "If you want, I can show you a few sword styles and techniques." At my words, she looked on in thought for a second before nodding her head yes.

We ended up in the middle outdoor area where I had put in a small training area beside the garden. I was by no means a master or even expert in swordplay but I was adapted enough to give her a good foundation for the art of wielding a sword. We practiced for a few hours until she looked like she was about to collapse.

"Ok, that's enough. You look like you about to throw up." Erza's head snapped up to me with wide eyes "NO, I'm good to work!" The words and volume surprised me as I looked down at her, I understood when I saw her face. Fear, she was scared that I would do something now that she couldn't work anymore.

My mind flashed back to her past, a slave that would most likely be worked to death and punished when they couldn't work anymore. I walked up to her and started to pat her head. She flinched at first but when no pain came she simply looked up to me in confusion. "If you're tired then rest, no one here is going to force you to do things when you don't want to or can't. Your safe got it."

She continued to look up at me in confusion but eventually, happiness broke through. A small smile found its way onto her face as she nodded her head to my words. With that done I turned to the entrance to the outdoor area "Why don't we get something to eat."

As I walked off Erza ran up to join me and we went to town. I couldn't help the small smile on my face when I saw the spring in her step.

Perhaps I should take her to that pastry shop, the one with good strawberry cheesecake.

How did I get myself in this situation? Oh right…...siblings.

I currently find myself sitting in a chair while slowly clapping. All around was an illusion that I had made, to be more specific is was a bunch of shadow people cheering and howling towards the makeshift runway.

Cana had thought up an interesting little idea to help Erza show off her new clothes. Basically, a fashion show. As for how I got here well that is because of Gray. The little Ice-Make user had somehow gotten wind of the fashion show and locked himself in the painting room. Claimed he was making a painting for Mom which had gotten Cana off his back.

Unfortunately, it meant that Cana was now on my back. I had tried to get out of this madness but the combined pleading of both Erza and Cana had been just enough to win me over. And that's how I found myself in one of the empty rooms of the mansion that the two girls had transformed into a runway.

After Cana complained about me not being enthusiastic enough I conjured up the shadow crowd illusion, much to the two girl's happiness. Currently, Cana and Erza were taking turns of the runway, each showing off a different set of clothing.

How were they changing so fast? Literary just as one leaves the runway another appears with new clothes. They were on that runway for at best a minute!

I just decided to go with the flow. I spent most of the time looking at the girl's faces rather than their clothes. Cana putting on quite the show, her face showed pure happiness as she exaggerated her movements on the runway. Erza was trying to be a bit more professional, her face calm and even as she at best did a little twirl before slowly heading behind the curtains.

The little stars in her eyes told a different story though.

The entire event took about an hour or two before the two ran out of clothing. As a grand finally both walked out at the same time in some rather nice dresses. As the two got to the end of the runway they both did a little twirl before bowing, an act that sent the shadow crowd into a large cheer along with a quick mental command from me.

As they stopped bowing I dismissed the illusion, much to Cana vocal despair "Ahhhhh why did you end it so soon." At her whining, I simply rolled my eyes as I got up from the chair I was sitting in. "Because you finished your little show." at my calm tone Cana just rolled her eyes.

"Thank you, Bishop" Came from Erza as she bows to me. Erza and I had been getting along much better since I had given her the sword, we had even been continuing the sword training every Monday and Friday. I was finding it rather nice and fun to do the training.

I simply nodded my head to her and made to head out but before I could make it far Cana spoke up "Hey wait just a minute"! I turned back around to her and Erza with a raised eyebrow. "You got to tell us how amazing we looked." I let out a sigh at her words but knew better than to try and leave.

"You two looked very nice while on the runway". At my simple reply, Cana let out a long sigh before looking back at me "That's it? Just that we looked nice" As she spoke she did a little pose "Are you saying that nothing could make me look even better than I am now."

I knew when was joking but after thinking for a second, I decided to reply truthly "You would look better with short hair, like when we first met." As the years went by Cana had grown out her hair, first into a ponytail and now into something looking more like her hair in the show. I had always thought short hair looked better, even if most of that thought came from short hair being more practical.

At my word, she stopped her little pose before putting on her thinking face. Erza just looked between me and Cana a bit confused. In the end, I just decide to walk out and get on with my day. I was getting close to mastering using smell with my illusions, I just need a little push.

I was rather surprised when I saw Cana's now short hair during dinner the next day.

I was just getting some gardening done when I saw my three adopted siblings come into the outdoor area. Erza and a very nervous expression on her face while Cana had an excited one on her. Gray just looked confused and annoyed.

I got up from the work I was doing and met them at the edge of the garden. I waited for one of them to say something, but the only thing said were from Cana to Erza and they were words of encouragement. Why do I feel a sense of Déjà vu?

Erza proceed to step towards me while seemingly gathering her confidence. After a few seconds, she looked up to me with confidence in her eyes and proceed to talk. "Can I call you Big Brother!?"

Again? Why do these people feel the need to ask me that? While there was no legal document saying it, Mom had adopted them and brought them into the family. Of course, they can call me Big Brother, why do they feel the need to ask!?

"Like I said to the other two. Your technically my family now so yes you may call me Big Brother" At my words Cana spoke up "Now rub her hair!"

Ok, what is with Cana and head rubs? I just did it a few times because Dad did it to me and now she was demanding them whenever she did good on something. Maybe I can break it out of her when she got older?

Either way, I just shrugged and proceed to rub Erza's hair. I felt my eye twitch when I saw her lean into it with a happy look on her face. Please tell me she going to have this habit too! Cana was enough!

"Yesssss, come on guys! Group hug." as Cana said this she grabbed Gray's arm and pulled him forward with her. While Gray protested he soon was hugging my waist along with his two sisters. It would have been rather adorable had it not been for one thing.

They all had their faces pressed against my gardening apron. The same apron I had on while working with a rather specific crop just a few minutes ago.

"I would highly suggest you three. Stop. Hugging. Me." at my words Cana looked up at me with a teasing grin on her face. "Ohhh does Big Brother not like being hugged." she had a very teasing voice which I would have found annoying had it not been for the situation.

"While yes I don't like hugs there is another reason." All three of them were looking up at me in confusion now while they were still hugging me. "You all just pressed your faces against my apron. The same apron that has Explosive Brown poison on it right now."

At my words, all three of them froze before letting go of me and slowly backing up. They looked at themselves and each other for a few seconds and when nothing happened Gray spoke up. "Maybe we didn't get enough of it on us." just as he stated those words a loud grumble erupted from their stomachs, much to the three's horror.

"I would run now. Maybe you could get to a bathroom in time." as I spoke those words all three of them turned and ran towards the door that lead back into the mansion. Each of them had a look of horror and desperation on their faces.

I would have facepalmed but I knew better with my gardening gloves one.

I was currently looking over the job board looking for a job to take. I was looking for a B ranked. It had been almost a year since the last one and I felt like it was time to see if could do one.

All my training had been going well. With the help of Macao and Wakaba, I had greatly improved my reflexes and gotten good at suppressing my magic, along with the new magic suppression ring on my finger most of my magic core was hidden.

Illusion had gotten better as well. After a month of pain training I could power through a lot of pain before my concentration broke, Yearning Death was painful but if I could get used to that then it would take a good amount of pain to really get to me. I had also refined my illusionary senses of sight, sound, and touch. Smell was also nearly done as well, still needed some refinement before I moved on to taste though.

I had also grown quite a bit too. It was close to my 16th birthday and my height had increased a good amount along with the age. Currently, I was just shy of six feet tall but hopefully, I would gain a few more inches. I had been 6,1 in my previous life and would like to be at least that tall again.

After a few minutes of searching my eyes seem to latch on to a job. It was another rouge mage job. I was hoping for something else, but my eyes kept wandering back towards it for some reason. In the end, I simply grab the job poster and took it to the library.

Fun fact, If a guild was ranked high enough by the magic council then they would have access to criminal records of various wanted mage and criminals. It was to help guild members become more well informed about any mages they went after. Would have been nice to know before I went after that Blade Mage, even if I still didn't know his name.

After some searching, I quickly found the guy I was looking for. Keen Adams. Keen had a long record, it went on for a few pages. He used Blowback magic which seemed to be like explosive magic but less of the big bang and more of the force of said big bang. Other than the long record he seemed to be a rather common criminal.

Most of his record was minor charges with somewhat big ones being further down as the record was ordered with small crimes first and larger crimes last. Painted a picture of a confident and well-skilled mage that stole and intimidated but didn't kill. Still was someone I felt I should wait and see how much better I got before going out and fighting them.

I was just about to put everything up when I got to Keen's last charge. A murder? Well …apparently, he would kill if he had too, that just solidified my decision to not take the job. At the last second, I decided to look at the name of the person he had killed and froze.

I just stared for a good few minutes as I processed that name. Soon I was out of the library with the job and records in hand. I quickly found the guild master and wordlessly showed him the job. He stopped his drinking and looked at me "What do we have here lad? Another job?" as he looked at the job his face grows a bit concerned as he looked back at me.

"You sure your up to this? Especially with how that last B ranked job went." in response I just simply showed him the last page of the criminal records and pointed to the name on it. After looking at it for a few seconds of looking a look of understanding came across Makarov's face before slight sadness crept in as well.

"I couldn't stop you if I tried could I?" I just simply nodded my head as my face keep it's calm and neutral look. "Well at least be careful. Don't take this too loosely like that last one alright." I once again nodded at his words before turning and heading straight out of the guild building, planning to head straight to the train station without visiting Mom.

As I exited the guild the records dropped on the floor and revealed themselves for the world to see. The very last thing on the last page was a charge for murder. The murder of Derek Vern.

My father.

AN: I really like doing cliff hangers don't I? Just more character development and relationship development plus a new redhead. Hope I got Erza's personality right, always felt like she was a very polite and professional person but a kid at heart. Look forward to a fight next Saturday.

Thanks once again to volfwildman for being a Beta. A Big thanks to Orion45 for some spell ideas and a few other ideas as well.

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