Fairy Tail: You said you were just acting, are you serious?

She kept staring at Ron with a bewildered look, as if she was still afraid.

Ron smiled and nodded at Leqi.

"Everyone here is a good person, don't be afraid."

Seeing that Ron had said so, Leqi finally let go of her grip on the bodysuit and reached out to hold Wakaba's hand.

Wakaba gently took Leqi's hand and led her to the bar, ready to handle the matter with Macao.

"Don't worry, Chairman, we'll handle things here."

After seeing Marcao give an OK sign, he took a deep breath and turned to look at Ron in front of him.

He looked at Ron's watermelon-shaped haircut and his eye-catching training leotard.

Recalling how the door looked when it was opened and Ron's expression now, he couldn't quite figure out the kid anymore.

"Tell me honestly, what's with this outfit?"

Makarov frowned and gritted his teeth, saying:

"People in town are saying you can't handle the blow and that you've gone insane."

Ron pondered for a moment, then glanced at everyone in the hall and suddenly paused.

Only then did he realize that the atmosphere in the guild was somewhat gloomy.

Most of the people in the room fell silent, all staring at Ron.

Everyone is concerned about him and seems to be waiting for an answer.

Ron then glanced at the current performance with the corner of his eye.

[Current performance level: 93%]

He looked at the performance, which wasn't quite 100% convincing, and struggled internally for a while.

He originally intended to flash a pair of bright white teeth like Lee Rock, saying that this was the sweat of youth!

But looking at Makarov's anxious eyes and the somber atmosphere behind him, he felt that the timing was wrong.

Even Leqi, who was standing by the bar, stared at Ron with curiosity.

He finally sighed and decided it was best not to scare the people who genuinely care about him.

Ron reached out, grabbed the watermelon head, and pulled it down, revealing his hair, which was already soaked with sweat.

"Actually, this outfit is for a character in my new script. I dressed up like this to find inspiration."

He seemed to have taken off his mask, scratched his head, and turned his face to the side as he said this, like a child who had done something wrong.

"This is an experiential acting style that I created myself, just to understand the character's mindset and write more new scripts."

I can confirm that everything I did was acting, and the new script is also real.

He was already very familiar with all the stories in these myriad worlds, so in order to play the role more naturally, he had to write them all into scripts so that he could shine in the Fairy Tail world.

Perhaps this is the best way to improve the current performance more quickly.

I was just complaining about Leqi, but now it's my turn.

After saying all this, he turned his head back.

The Fairy Tail guild fell into an unusual silence, everyone staring blankly at Ron.

Only Makarov lowered his head, his body gradually trembling.

Ron's eyes widened, and he stood there stunned.

Oh my god, you're not going to cry, are you?

Please, please don't!

To everyone's surprise, Makarov threw his head back and burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.

"You should have said so earlier!"

"Experiential acting! That brat is actually quite creative!"

Laughter soon followed in the Fairy Tail guild, filling the hall with a joyful atmosphere once again.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the atmosphere in Fairy Tail had improved again.

As long as you're happy, just stop staring at me like that.

Gildarts was the loudest laughing person in the group, and he kept pointing at Ron.

"I like this kid!"

He even rushed over with a smile, and familiarly rubbed Ron's messy head with his big palm.

"If you had just explained things clearly earlier, the old man wouldn't have made the atmosphere in the guild so tense."

"Look how scared everyone was just now, they didn't dare to breathe!"

When Ron realized who was touching his hair, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Don't just randomly cast magic when you're happy!

Smash magic isn't fun!

Ron reached out to push Gildarts's hand away, but found that he couldn't budge it no matter how hard he tried.

Finally resigned, Ron let go and rolled his eyes.

As expected of an S-class mage, his physical attributes are terrifying.

Gildarts pointed at Makarov again and laughed.

"Old man, now you can rest assured."

The president breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his previous kind demeanor.

"Yes, that's great."

Seeing that Makarov was no longer worried, Kirdas also lowered his hand.

Ron took the opportunity to step back a few steps, getting away from Gildarts's clutches.

He held the watermelon head in one hand and used his fingertips to comb through his disheveled hair with the other.

“Ron, listen up.”

Makarov cleared his throat and gave Ron a serious look.

Seeing Makarov's seriousness, Ron lowered his hand and looked at the latter.

"No matter what happens in the future, you can tell us."

This will always be your home, because you are part of Fairy Tail!

Ron paused for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He felt a sense of comfort he had never experienced before.

A home forever?

However, he quickly regained his calm expression and waved his hand.

"The word 'forever' is too unlucky. Isn't that cursing my parents to never come back?"

He stated that he refused to engage in sentimentalism and that the issue needed to be nipped in the bud.

Makarov paused for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"Alright, this will be your temporary home until your family comes back."

Ron nodded. That's more like it.

"Alright, I just brought Leqi here, it's about time I went."

Gildarts asked with a puzzled look:

Are you sure you don't want to stay?

Ron remained silent and then put the watermelon head back on.

He flashed a bright white smile and quickly flashed his thumb.

"Youth waits for no one!"

After saying that, Ron started talking about how the anti-hero was selling his wares and how he was being forced to stand on the ground.

"I'm not a genius, but I can defeat geniuses through hard work!"

This action amused everyone in the Fairy Tail guild.

"Well said!"

This line also made Fairy Tail scream.

Then Ron used his hands as legs and walked out of the gate, palm by palm.

"Old man, this kid is interesting."

Kirdas moved closer to Makarov, crouching down and nudging the latter with his elbow.

Makarov kept his lips upturned as he looked at Ron as he walked away.

"He seems so energetic; I'm almost looking forward to the day the theater troupe reopens."

The two of them threw their heads back and laughed.

"Oh, right, President!"

Just then, Ron suddenly spun around on the spot, turned upside down facing the Fairy Tail lobby door, and shouted at Makarov.

"When I came back just now, I saw that uncle had turned the shopping street into dust, and three shops were accidentally damaged!"

The two, who had been laughing heartily, froze instantly.

The people in the guild hall gradually lost their smiles and showed bewildered expressions.

"The council's enforcement team is over there calculating the losses. Remember to report to the council!"

After saying that, Ron turned back and quickened his pace, fleeing home as quickly as possible.

Makarov looked at Gildarts, who was scratching his head, with a bewildered expression.

Come to think of it, he didn't hear the Gildarts mode. Did the streets not change today?

Gildarts said with a smile:

"I was wondering why the streets looked different from what I remembered when I came back. Oh, I see."

Makarov gasped, his soul floating directly out of his mouth, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

Chapter 13 Laxus Dole

991, 992, 993, ...

Inside the living room, Ron was still wearing his tight-fitting training clothes, his hands supporting him on the wooden floor as he did push-ups.

When he exerted his strength, the muscle lines of his arms and shoulders were clearly visible under the sunlight.

The bulging veins on his hands throbbed and pulsated in rhythm with the movement.

He kept reciting to himself, and a lot of sweat slid down his face, forming a small puddle beneath him.

"1000!"

Ron exerted all his strength, shouted excitedly, and perfectly completed the final push.

With this force, he straightened his back and stood up smoothly.

Ron was panting heavily, a smile involuntarily spreading across his face.

He was finally able to complete 1000 training sessions in one go.

Ron looked at the changes on the panel.

[Skills: ..., Basic Physical Skills (D)]

Two days ago, Ron's basic physical skills finally came to the fore.

After three days of intensive training, plus a thousand push-ups, he finally succeeded in improving his physical skills from E-level to D-level!