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Chapter 220 Playing with Fire
Chapter 220 Playing with Fire
Moonlight streamed in through the window, casting a layer of silvery-white frost on the floor.
Mirajane looked at the bed, then at the hard wooden floor, and her lips twitched slightly.
She has her own warm room in Fairy Tail, with a soft bed and bedding that her sister has dried in the sun.
Now this man who claims to be her master is making her sleep on the floor?
"Shiraha-kun, Captain!"
Mirajane's voice returned to its languid tone, tinged with displeasure: "You'll be punished by heaven for treating a lady like that."
Bai Yu had already sat down on the edge of the bed, taken off his coat, revealing a thin shirt underneath. Underneath the shirt, the outline of his broad shoulders and narrow waist was faintly visible, and the lines of his muscles were particularly distinct in the moonlight.
"A lady?"
Bai Yu looked up at her: "You mean the one who bit my ear and teased me just now?"
Mirajane was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, a soft, gentle laugh like a night breeze rustling through a wind chime.
She raised her hand and loosened her long hair, the silvery-white strands cascading down like a waterfall, shimmering faintly in the moonlight.
"That's just a way of saying hello."
She said, casually running her fingers through her long hair, "Where we come from, it's a sign of friendliness."
"Do you whisper in someone's ear to show friendliness where you're from?"
"Hmm~"
Bai Yu glanced at her but didn't continue the conversation.
He lifted the covers, lay down, and closed his eyes.
Mirajane stood there, watching him prepare to sleep, her brows furrowing slightly. She looked down at the ground, then at the bed, and finally her gaze fell on Bai Yu.
He just fell asleep like that?
I don't plan to say anything more?
I don't intend to explain what just happened.
I don't intend to do anything to her?
Mirajane bit her lip, slowly squatted down, and sat on the ground.
The floor was hard, and the coolness seeped into her skin through her skirt, making her shiver involuntarily. She looked around; the room was quite large, but simply furnished, with nothing but a huge bed, a table, a few chairs, and a bookshelf.
There weren't even any extra blankets.
Mirajane sighed, curled her legs up, and wrapped her arms around her knees.
Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the moonlight outlined a soft curve in her profile. She gazed at the moon outside the window, her eyes gradually becoming distant.
"White Feather-kun."
She suddenly spoke, her voice very soft: "Are you asleep?"
There was a few seconds of silence.
"no."
Mirajane turned his head slightly and looked at Bai Yu on the bed through his loose hair. He was lying flat on his back with his hands folded over his abdomen, breathing steadily, and his eyes were closed, but he was clearly not asleep.
"I can't sleep."
"The floor is too hard."
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That's your problem.
Mirajane took a deep breath and resisted the urge to throw the shoe at him.
She had seen indifferent people, arrogant people, and cruel people, but she had never seen anyone like this—throwing a beautiful woman on the ground and then sleeping soundly without a care in the world.
Aren't you going to ask about my past?
Mirajane changed tactics: "There must be a reason why you summoned me, right?"
Bai Yu opened his eyes, his scarlet pupils glowing slightly in the moonlight. He turned his head and looked at Mirajane sitting on the ground.
"Say what you want to say."
Mirajane met his gaze for a few seconds, then looked away and looked up at the moon outside the window.
"You know what? I used to be a really scary person."
She spoke, her voice calm, as if telling someone else's story: "They called me Mirajane the Demon. Back then, I was bloodthirsty, cruel, and insane. Whenever I received a mission, I would tear my enemies to shreds."
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Bai Yu remained silent, listening quietly.
I have a younger brother and a younger sister.
Mirajane continued, a gentle smile playing on her lips: "Elfman, Lisanna, we are siblings who depend on each other for survival. In Fairy Tail, we lived together, fought together, laughed together, and cried together."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"Then, Lisanna died."
Bai Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Back then, we took on a quest and encountered a very powerful magical beast—Lisana just vanished in the light, and I couldn't even find her body."
Mirajane buried her face in her knees, her long, silvery-white hair obscuring her expression.
"I changed after that. I stopped using magic. I felt that it was because of my power and my cruelty that I killed Lisanna. I felt that I was not worthy of being a sister and not worthy of being in Fairy Tail."
The room remained quiet for a long time.
"And then?" Bai Yu asked.
Mirajane looked up at Bai Yu and smiled.
"Then I found out that Lisanna didn't die," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "She was sent to another world, lived there for two years, and then she came back."
Mirajah spoke, a glint in his eyes, but a smile still played on his lips.
"Elfman, Lisanna, the three of us are together again. Elfman has overcome his inner demons, and Lisanna has become stronger. We've become family again, real family."
She took a deep breath, tilted her head back, and let the moonlight fall on her face.
"So, Mr. Shiraha."
She turned her head to look at Bai Yu, her eyes clear and bright: "My wish has been fulfilled. Lisanna is back, Elfman has become stronger, Fairy Tail is still Fairy Tail, and I have nothing left to worry about."
Bai Yu looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds.
"So that's why you accepted my summons so easily?"
Mirajane tilted her head and thought for a moment.
"I guess so."
She said, "And your power is strange, it makes me—want to be near you. Not in a controlling way, but rather—"
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She paused, seemingly considering her words.
"Instead, I instinctively felt that all I needed to do was follow you and accept you."
Bai Yu sat up in bed. The moonlight shone on his face, revealing that his crimson Sharingan eyes had disappeared, replaced by ordinary black pupils.
She looked down at her hands.
"If I had been stronger and more in control back then, I might have been able to protect them instead of praying for fate to work its magic."
Bai Yu got off the bed, walked to her, squatted down, and looked her in the eye.
"Haven't you already let it go?"
Mirajane looked up at Bai Yu, who was so close to her.
The moonlight outlined his profile sharply, and his dark eyes were like a bottomless pool, calm and profound.
"Yes," she said softly.
The room fell silent again, with only the sound of their breathing and the waves crashing against the boat.
Moonlight streamed through the window, enveloping the two people in a silvery-white halo.
Mirajane looked into Bai Yu's eyes, and her heart inexplicably began to race.
She could smell his scent, faint, like a mixture of ocean and sunshine.
She could feel the warmth of his breath as it gently brushed against her cheek.
She suddenly realized that the distance between her and him was very close.
She was so close that if she leaned forward even slightly, she could touch his lips.
Mirajane was taken aback.
It's not that she's never met a man before, or that she's never been pursued by someone.
In Fairy Tail, in bars, and during missions, there were always people casting admiring glances at her.
But she was never moved, never.
In her eyes, those people were either too weak, too fake, or too boring.
But the man in front of me is different.
He was strong, he was very real, so real that he threw her on the ground and then went to sleep without a care in the world.
He was so interesting that she wanted to tear open his cold exterior to see what was hidden inside.
Mirajane reached out, her slender fingers gently touching Bai Yu's cheek.
Bai Yu neither moved nor dodged.
Mirajane's fingertips slid from his cheek to his chin, then to his neck, and finally to his collarbone. She felt the warmth of his skin, the throbbing of his pulse, and the texture of his muscles.
"White Feather-kun."
Her voice became very low, with a dangerous yet seductive huskiness: "Do you like me?"
Bai Yu looked at her with a deep gaze.
"Have you had too much to drink?"
Mirajane said, his fingers pausing at the collar of his shirt, gently and slowly unbuttoning the first button: "I'm perfectly sober, as sober as I can be."
The second button.
"I know what I'm doing."
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The third button.
"And knows what he or she wants."
With all the buttons of his shirt undone, Mirajane placed his palm on Bai Yu's chest. Beneath his palm, muscles were firm and hot, and his heartbeat was steady and powerful.
Her fingers slid slowly, feeling the contours of every muscle, from the chest muscles to the abdominal muscles, and then to the waist, every inch full of masculine strength and beauty.
"Your figure is amazing."
She murmured, her eyes welling up with a misty haze, her voice sounding as if squeezed from the depths of her throat, carrying an irrepressible longing.
Bai Yu looked down at her hand roaming across his chest, then looked up into her eyes. In those eyes, a flame burned.
"Miraj," his voice was hoarse, "do you know the consequences of doing this?"
Mirajane smiled, a smile that was alluring and seductive, like a white datura blooming in the night.
"I know, but I don't know why I wanted to get close to Uchiha Shiroha, and that's why I became famous for no reason."
She said, hooking her fingers around his shirt and slowly pulling it down to reveal his broad shoulders and muscular chest: "But I don't care."
Under the moonlight, Bai Yu's upper body was completely exposed to the air.
His body lines were fluid and powerful, with full chest muscles, well-defined abdominal muscles, deep collarbones, and broad shoulders. Every part of him was like a meticulously sculpted work of art, full of harmony between strength and beauty.
Mirajane's gaze lingered on him, from his shoulders to his chest, from his chest to his abdomen, and from his abdomen to his waist. Her fingers followed her gaze, stroking his skin inch by inch, the skin beneath her fingertips firm and smooth, with a slight heat.
"You too." Bai Yu's voice rang out. He raised his hand, pinched Mirajane's chin, and forced her to look up at him. "You have a great figure too."
Mirajane's eyes lit up, and a dangerous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Would you like to give it a try?"
She stood up, took two steps back, and stood in the brightest part of the moonlight.
She reached behind her back, touched the zipper of her skirt, and slowly, little by little, pulled it down.
The black dress slipped off her body, like the fading of night.
The moonlight shone on her, outlining her body in a perfect arc.
She was tall and voluptuous, with every part perfectly proportioned.
Her collarbone was delicate and deep, as if it could hold a pool of moonlight.
Her breasts were full and firm, gleaming with a warm, ivory-like sheen in the moonlight, their tips a pale pink that rose and fell gently with her breath. Her waist was incredibly slender, forming a breathtaking curve with her breasts and hips. Her buttocks were round and pert, like a full moon, so white they were almost translucent.
Her long, slender legs gleamed softly in the moonlight; they were perfectly shaped and without an ounce of excess fat.
From thigh to calf, the lines are smooth and graceful, like two pillars carved from white jade.
She was wearing a tiny pair of black underwear, so scant that it barely covered her most intimate parts. The waist tie was loosely fastened, as if it would slip off with the slightest pull.
Mirajane stood in the moonlight, her long, silvery-white hair cascading over her shoulders, chest, and waist, partially concealing her most alluring features.
Her face flushed slightly, her eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and longing, but the corners of her mouth still held that charming smile.
"How is it?" she asked, her voice low and soft, like a whisper in the night breeze. "Are you satisfied with what you saw?"
Bai Yu looked at her, his gaze slowly moving down her face, across her neck, collarbone, chest, waist, hips and legs, before slowly moving back.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
"come over."
Mirajane took a step and walked towards him. Her steps were light and slow, each step like a dance, her full breasts swaying gently with each step, white and soft, creating alluring ripples.
Her long, silvery-white hair swayed in the moonlight, like a soft flag.
She walked up to Bai Yu, knelt down, and looked him in the eye.
"Bai Yu-jun," she reached out and untied the drawstring of his pants, "aren't you going to take them off?"
Bai Yu didn't speak, he just looked at her.
Mirajane pulled down his trousers, the moonlight illuminating his body and revealing an equally perfect physique. Broad shoulders, full pectoral muscles, firm abs, a smooth V-line, and—
Mirajane's gaze fell on that spot, and her cheeks instantly flushed even more deeply, but her eyes did not dodge; instead, they burned even more intensely.
"you----"
She opened her mouth, her voice trembling slightly.
"You're even more—"
Before she could finish speaking, Bai Yu reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Mirajane fell into his chest, her cheek pressed against his burning skin, and she could hear his strong heartbeat.
Her body was pressed tightly against his; she could feel the warmth of every inch of his skin, the firmness of his muscles, and every detail of his body.
Bai Yu's hand covered her back, the warmth of his palm making her tremble slightly. His fingers slowly slid down her spine, from her neck to her waist, and then to her hips, gently caressing every inch.
Her skin was delicate and smooth, like the finest silk, and felt slightly warm under his fingers.