"That new girl uses water magic—it's amazing! She can actually change the weather! She can make it rain out of nowhere on a sunny day!"

Natsu was shouting excitedly in the guild, recounting the spectacle he had witnessed.

The sky had been perfectly clear, but the moment Juvia stepped outside, dark clouds gathered, and a light drizzle began to fall.

"Natsu, keep your voice down! Don't you know Juvia has been troubled by this? She came to our guild to find a solution to this problem, so stop blabbing about it everywhere!"

Mira scolded Natsu, telling him to watch his words.

Juvia didn't think this ability was cool—it had been a constant source of distress for her.

"Why not?! It's seriously awesome!" Natsu stubbornly retorted.

Since Mira rarely ever hit him, he wasn't the least bit intimidated by her scolding.

If it had been Marco or Erza, Natsu definitely wouldn't have dared to talk back—unless he was feeling particularly overconfident about his chances against them.

Honestly, it was hard to say whether Natsu was admirably tenacious or just plain thick-skinned and asking for a beating.

Every now and then, he'd get a sudden surge of confidence and challenge Marco or Erza.

After getting thoroughly thrashed, he'd behave for a while—until the cycle repeated itself, and his overconfidence flared up again.

CRACK!

Natsu's attitude finally pushed Mira over the edge.

With a furious expression, she brought her hand down in a chop, splitting the table in front of Natsu clean in half.

"Gulp."

Natsu swallowed hard and took a step back.

Happy's jaw dropped and he immediately hid behind Natsu, looking at Mira as if she were some kind of humanoid Tyrannosaurus.

"I said, keep it to yourself!"

Mira glared at Natsu, her sheer presence overwhelming him.

"O-okay, got it." Natsu immediately caved, stammering his reply.

He was genuinely cowed by Mira's intensity—she could be terrifying when angry!

"Hmph!" Mira ignored Natsu and turned to leave.

She needed to find Juvia, who was in the library with Marco and Makarov.

Mira deeply sympathized with Juvia's situation—she could relate all too well.

The only difference was that Juvia had been fortunate enough to meet Marco early, before she could suffer even greater misfortune.

But Juvia's problem was far more severe than Mira's had been.

The way her emotions influenced the weather was infinitely harder to resolve than Mira's demonic arm.

"Just you wait, Erza, Mira, Marco, Laxus—I'll beat all of you someday! I'll be the strongest!"

Only after Mira left did Natsu dare to mutter under his breath.

"What about me? You haven't beaten me yet."

Gray suddenly popped up behind Natsu, chiming in.

"You stripper bastard! I'll take you down right now!"

Gray's words instantly ignited Natsu's temper.

With a roar, he lunged at Gray, and the two immediately started brawling.

Happy cheered Natsu on from the sidelines.

Soon, a crowd of boys gathered around—Elfman, Droy and Jet among them—all eagerly watching the fight.

These boys couldn't care less about some new girl.

Their lives revolved around eating, sleeping, training, and fighting—and since they couldn't go on long trips, fighting was pretty much the only entertainment they had.

The situation among the girls was different.

They had all gathered around Juvia, comforting and reassuring her.

The children were deeply concerned and sympathetic toward Juvia's plight and circumstances.

"Alright, alright, don't all crowd around here. I know you care about Juvia, but Gramps and I will figure out a solution. You crowding around won't help."

Marco was getting irritated by the chatter, unable to focus on the book in his hands, so he decided to shoo them away.

"Who says we can't help?! We have Levy with us!"

One of the girls retorted.

Marco looked over to see a girl with a healthy tan and a small cat-eared hat perched on her head.

"Chico? You're here too?"

Marco was momentarily taken aback.

He hadn't noticed her earlier, even though Kiko was the tallest among the children and should have stood out.

"What do you mean 'here too'?! I've been here the whole time!"

Chico grumbled, feeling exasperated.

Was her presence really that unnoticeable? No wonder Laxus never seemed to notice her either.

"Ahem, let's not dwell on the details." Marco coughed awkwardly.

Chico's presence was indeed strangely easy to overlook—she could be standing right there, yet somehow go unnoticed.

Thinking back, Marco realized Chico had always been around.

She was the daughter of the girls' dormitory landlady and often helped settle newcomers, yet he had no clear memory of her being there.

Marco suspected this had something to do with Chico's magic, much like how Juvia's condition was clearly abnormal.

Chico's magic was called Legend of City, which allowed her to gather wandering spirits from Magnolia for combat.

However, the magic would fail outside Magnolia, forcing her to start over—earning her the nickname 'Magnolia's Earthbound Spirit'.

She rarely took missions outside and spent most of her time in the guild.

"Chico, we should really find a way to fix your issue too." Marco looked at her seriously.

"...Let's focus on Juvia's problem first."

Chico sighed, avoiding Marco's suggestion and turning her attention back to Juvia.

"You're right. Juvia's situation is more urgent. We should prioritize that."

Marco nodded but reminded himself internally to keep Chico's issue in mind.

While her ability to go unnoticed was powerful, it clearly affected her daily life.

"..."

Chico shook her head.

She didn't hold out much hope.

In fact, Marco had brought this up before, but inevitably, he would forget again.

The next time he noticed her, he wouldn't remember their conversation.

She was sixteen now and had been with Fairy Tail for years.

Even Master Makarov had tried to help her, but eventually, he too would forget.

After all these years, she had grown used to it.

The only thing that truly bothered Chico was not being noticed by the person she liked.

Back when they were kids, before her magic awakened, they used to play together often.

But now, even he rarely noticed her.

Marco quickly shifted his gaze from Chico to Levy, who wore a determined expression.

She would do her best to help Juvia too.

Though young, Levy had read countless books—perhaps she could find a solution.

"My mistake. Then let's all work together."

Marco smiled and promptly admitted his slip of the tongue.

Since everyone was willing to help, they might as well search together.

With so many books in the library, a group effort would speed things up.

Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that their chances were slim—Juvia's condition was simply too unique.

"Let's all do our best!"

The girls cheered and immediately began scouring the shelves.

The sight made Juvia's nose sting.

Her limbs felt numb, overwhelmed by their genuine concern—a sincerity she hadn't experienced in so long.

Juvia glanced at Marco, who was already intently flipping through another book.

Marco didn't lie to her after all.

Fairy Tail truly was like a big family.

*****

Thud.

Makarov tossed aside a book and scratched his head in frustration.

Even he was stumped—this was the first time he'd encountered a case like Juvia's.

No records in his memory documented how to handle such a situation.

Further searching seemed futile.

"We need another approach!"

Watching Marco still poring over texts, Makarov declared with finality.

"I think so too." Marco set down his book, took a sip of tea, and agreed.

A week had passed.

They'd nearly turned the entire library upside down.

The truth was clear: Juvia was Fairy Tail's first such case—possibly even the first in history.

"Actually... I've noticed Juvia's condition has improved significantly lately."

Sipping his tea, Marco shared his observation.

Lately, he'd devoted most of his attention to Juvia for this mission, giving him keen insight into her progress.

After a week at Fairy Tail, gradually integrating into their family, her recovery was visibly underway.

"Marco, consider this possibility—maybe we don't need to try so hard. Juvia might stabilize on her own?" Makarov's expression turned peculiar.

He'd observed that rainfall around Juvia correlated with her mood.

If Fairy Tail's atmosphere could steady her emotions, dispelling the gloom in her heart...

"Possible." Marco nodded.

That was indeed plausible.

"But that's no reason to slack off. In fact, our efforts might be why she's improving."

He smiled.

At least their hard work hadn't been wasted.

Juvia had become more stable—though often overcast, the rains had sometimes ceased.

For her, this was tremendous progress.

"You rascal..." Makarov's laughter carried paternal pride.

Marco never failed to impress him, always grasping Fairy Tail's essence—the very spirit that forged their guild's soul.

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