The stage lights suddenly dimd, then lit up again a mont later.
A figure was already standing in the spotlight.
"Eh?!"
The crowd below stretched their necks, and upon seeing who it was, they all let out a cry of surprise.
"Gajeel?!"
"Why is that guy dressed like that?!"
On stage was Gajeel, who had run up there at so unknown point.
He was wearing a flashy pure white suit, a white fedora, and sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose.
He held a guitar with an exaggerated design in one hand, deliberately lowered his voice, and spoke deeply into the microphone.
"Next, I will sing a song for everyone!"
As he finished speaking, his fingers violently swept across the strings!
Screech—!!!
A noise comparable to nails scratching a chalkboard instantly swept across the entire venue.
"That's awful!!"
"My ears!!"
Many people covered their ears with goosebumps all over, their expressions pained.
Gajeel ignored the reaction from the audience and continued on his own.
"Even a stray wolf that has been taken in can beco ta..."
"Even if we were enemies yesterday, I still want to dedicate this song to my friends!"
His voice was hoarse, yet it carried an inexplicable sincerity.
Gray had a strange expression; he turned his head and whispered to Erza beside him.
"His guitar playing is terrible, but the lyrics... are surprisingly not bad."
"Go for it! Mr. Gajeel!!"
Juvia clenched her hands into fists in front of her chest, cheering him on loudly.
As a forr mber of Phantom Lord, she could better understand Gajeel's feelings.
Hearing the cheers, the corner of Gajeel's mouth under the brim of his hat curled slightly.
"This is an original song I created while in seclusion—"
He paused, struck what he considered to be a cool pose, and announced loudly.
"Best Friend! Dedicated to everyone!"
"Colorful—Shubiduba—"
"lody of love—Iron-colored tal—"
The mont the first line of lyrics was sung, the reaction below polarized.
"Oh oh oh! Not bad!"
"Not bad, Gajeel!"
Elfman, Macao, and others instantly cheered, and the atmosphere beca inexplicably heated.
The others, however, instantly petrified, frozen in place, their faces filled with the bewildernt of "Who am I, where am I, what did I just hear."
"What is this he's singing?!"
Natsu, suffering from the auditory torture, covered his ears and slumped onto the table with a look of despair.
"I have never heard such a terrible song."
No sooner had he finished speaking.
"Whoosh—!"
A guitar, whistling through the air, spun toward him and hit him square in the face.
"You bastard! Want to fight?!"
Natsu glared at Gajeel on stage, veins popping on his forehead.
"Bring it on! Like I'm afraid of you!"
Gajeel also grinned nacingly.
"Shubiduba—"
The two instantly turned into two blurs, colliding fiercely amidst the crowd's exclamations, trading punches and kicks, fighting with gusto.
"Natsu! What the hell are you guys ssing around for?"
Gray, sitting next to Erza, saw this, frowned, and stood up, but accidentally bumped into Erza's wrist.
Erza looked down at the cake on the floor, tears in the corners of her eyes, her pupils slowly losing their light.
"My... strawberry cake..."
The next second.
Squish!
Elfman's wooden sandal stepped on the cake.
"You bunch of bastards, if you're a man, don't..."
"You're too noisy!!!"
Before he could finish, he was kicked away by Erza, who had lost her beloved strawberry cake.
In an instant.
The "friendly" spar that was originally just between Natsu and Gajeel instantly spiraled out of control, ignited by this burst of anger!
The flas of war spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had spread to all the mbers of Fairy Tail.
Wine bottles and chairs flew, ice and fire danced together.
"A true man should talk with his fists!"
"My booze! Who dares touch my booze!"
"Waaah, you brats, can't you settle down for a while?"
Shouts, explosions, cheers... clanging and banging, one after another.
The guild's classic daily routine of wrecking the place erupted in full force!
Natsu, who was fighting Gajeel with gusto, was knocked away by a figure flying across the room.
He glanced at the crowd fighting in the lee, froze for a mont, then grinned, revealing a bright smile.
"This is what Fairy Tail is all about!"
Before he finished speaking, a thick iron rod was whipped out from the side, whistling through the air and hitting him squarely in the face.
"Boom!"
Natsu turned into a parabola and flew away.
Behind the bar, Mirajane looked at the all-too-familiar chaotic scene before her and shook her head helplessly.
She walked straight onto the stage, took out her guitar, and a sweet, gentle, yet slightly demonic smile appeared on her face.
"Let think, lyrical songs aren't suitable for right now..."
"Then..."
"Everyone, let's rock out together!!"
She strumd the strings, and wild, dynamic rock music instantly erupted, surprisingly in sync with the fighting scene below, forming a bizarre picture full of violent aesthetics.
In the corner, Ur held her juice, looking at everything before her with astonishnt.
Clearly, she hadn't recovered from this sudden turn of events.
The next mont.
A pair of Gray boxer shorts spiraled down from the sky, landing squarely on her head.
Ur froze for a mont, then gently took off the underwear, and looking at the hall that had turned into a chaotic ss, she couldn't help but chuckle.
"What a... magical guild."
She placed the juice on the table, shook her neck, and let out a few crisp bone-popping sounds.
The next second, her figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, and she joined the carnival-like lee without hesitation.
"Not to say, everyone here is..."
Ron knocked over the twin dragons who were brawling with one punch, cleared his throat smugly, and was about to deliver a pretentious speech.
Before he could finish, a foot kicked in from the side, landing precisely on his cheek.
"Ouch, damn it—!!"
Ron didn't even see who had made the move before he was kicked away by a huge force.
"I knew it would turn out like this..."
Lucy, with Happy, skillfully hid under a table that was still relatively intact, hugging her head and shivering.
"It's exactly the sa as before!"
"Aye!!"m
"That's right!!"
Happy, holding a fish from who knows where, comnted calmly.
In the guild hall, a group of people were fighting intensely, the laughter and shouts almost blowing the roof off.
"You guys, wh... why couldn't you just hold it in for one more day..."
"A bunch of brats... A reporter is coming to interview tomorrow—!!"
"Interview?!"
Lucy instantly caught the key information.
"So, the small shop, the stage... these were all prepared for the interview."
"So hurry up and stop!!"
"You idiots, hurry up and clean it up!!"
"Hey, we get it, we'll clean it up right away..."
"Don't turn into a giant, Master!!"
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