Chapter 184

Chapter 184: Chapter 184

[My lord, Levy has broken free of her restraints and is heading toward Cake Tower. Do you need me to kill her?]

’???’

The ominous message from Envy snapped Marshall back to his senses.

"J-Juvia, that’s enough. S-Stop for a second..."

"No."

How could Juvia possibly stop now?

At the moment, she was extremely sensitive to anything involving her romantic rival, and her possessiveness was in full force.

Especially after Marshall had come back last night carrying some suspicious scent from who knew where.

"Levy’s coming!"

Juvia immediately became alert.

She knew Envy wouldn’t be able to keep Levy restrained for long, but wasn’t this a little too fast?

She hadn’t kissed Marshall nearly enough yet!

Juvia thought about it for a second.

Then decided not to think at all.

She would enjoy herself first and worry about the consequences later!

"I-Ignore her. Let’s continue. Kiss~~~"

Marshall was helpless.

Since neither of them seemed to mind anymore, then obviously he wasn’t going to object.

So he simply gave in and enjoyed the moment.

"JUVIA—!"

Levy erupted with unprecedented energy.

She had even used Script Magic to fly all the way from the girls’ dormitory.

Although she had already been expecting the worst, the moment she burst into Marshall’s room and saw the two of them practically glued together, her vision went black and she nearly fainted.

"GET OFF MARSHALL, YOU PERVERTED WOMAN!"

Levy rushed over, grabbed Juvia, and yanked with all her strength.

Unfortunately, the part of Juvia she grabbed simply turned into water.

She couldn’t pull her away at all.

At this moment, Juvia’s "battle IQ" had apparently reached two hundred and fifty, and nothing could disturb her.

"Enough!"

Levy nearly cried.

"That’s enough! Stop kissing!"

She tugged uselessly at Juvia again.

"Waaaah! STOP KISSING!!!"

Watching the person she liked kissing her romantic rival right in front of her while she was completely powerless to stop them nearly drove Levy insane.

For the first time in her life, she regretted that her Magic wasn’t stronger.

If only it were, she would have evaporated this entire puddle of water!

Juvia, on the other hand, was experiencing an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

So this was what it felt like to defeat a romantic rival!

Amazing!

She was beginning to understand everything!

As for Marshall...

He could have stopped Juvia whenever he wanted.

He simply chose not to.

He felt a tiny bit guilty toward Levy, but sooner or later she was going to have to get used to situations like this.

So unfortunately, Levy would have to suffer for now.

’Sigh.’

’I don’t have it easy either.’

Finally, after Levy’s powerless cries had continued for quite some time, Juvia was satisfied.

She pulled away but continued holding Marshall tightly in her arms.

Then she turned toward Levy, who was kneeling helplessly beside the bed, and smiled triumphantly.

"Oh my~"

She looked unbearably smug.

"Isn’t this our little bitch Levy?"

Juvia tilted her head.

"When did you manage to sneak out again?"

"JU—VI—A!"

Levy trembled with rage.

"You shameless pervert!"

"What?"

Juvia shot back immediately.

"You’re allowed to kiss him, but I’m not?"

She tightened her hold on Marshall.

"Marshall likes me too! Who are you to complain?!"

"You!"

Levy immediately turned toward Marshall with an aggrieved expression, clearly demanding an explanation.

Marshall guiltily looked away.

"Juvia... found out about our secret."

He coughed.

"There wasn’t much I could do..."

Levy took a deep breath.

Deep down, she knew perfectly well that Marshall was unlikely to refuse a request from any of his beloved older sisters.

If anyone was to blame, it was herself for failing to change Marshall’s way of thinking quickly enough and make him focus only on her before that obsessive stalker Juvia discovered the truth.

But what was done was done.

There was no point arguing about it anymore.

The priority now was minimizing the damage.

"Juvia."

Levy’s expression gradually calmed.

"We need to talk."

Juvia was secretly startled by how quickly Levy regained her composure.

As expected of a five-star romantic rival.

She had endured that provocation without collapsing.

A fellow adult woman with blue hair... Juvia acknowledged her strength!

"Fine."

Juvia nodded.

"We really should talk."

Their eyes seemed to flash with electricity.

Without needing many words, the two quickly reached an understanding.

"Truce?"

"Agreed."

"Fair competition?"

"Agreed."

"But we keep this under control. We can’t let anyone else get an opportunity."

"Agreed."

"..."

Marshall, who had been expecting to enjoy a much longer argument, was deeply disappointed by how quickly they settled things.

Should he praise their teamwork?

The two of them were surprisingly compatible...

"Now that we’ve agreed, get off Marshall!"

Levy immediately pointed at Juvia.

"You shameless woman!"

"No!"

Juvia hugged him tighter.

"I got here first. Why should I leave?"

She glared back.

"If anyone should go, it’s you! Stop bothering us!"

"You!"

Levy gritted her teeth.

There was absolutely no way she was leaving Juvia alone with Marshall.

Who knew what this suppressed pervert would secretly do if nobody was watching her?

"Then I’m not leaving either!"

Levy sat down on Marshall’s other side and grabbed one of his arms, glaring viciously across him at Juvia.

Juvia immediately glared back.

The atmosphere became strange.

As for Marshall?

’Heh.’

’This is exactly what I wanted to see.’

He said absolutely nothing and happily watched the show.

As long as the fire wasn’t burning him, Marshall loved watching girls argue.

And right now, with Levy on one side and Juvia on the other, the situation was extremely comfortable.

Marshall used every bit of self-control he had to keep from laughing aloud.

If he looked too pleased with himself, he had a feeling both girls might hit him.

Then inspiration struck.

Perhaps he should "reconcile" them.

"Um..."

Marshall put on an unhappy expression.

"Onee-chans, could you please stop arguing?"

Levy and Juvia both looked at him.

"Marshall will be sad if you fight..."

He lowered his head.

"I don’t want you two hurting your relationship because of me."

Then Marshall delivered the finishing blow.

"If you keep fighting because of me, then... then I don’t want to play the kissing game anymore!"

"No!" ×2

Levy and Juvia panicked simultaneously.

Now that they had experienced how wonderful it was to kiss Marshall, there was no going back!

If kissing was banned forever, they might as well die!

"W-We’re not fighting anymore."

"Right! We’re actually very close. We were only joking around just now."

Marshall finally failed to hold back his smile.

He happily took one girl’s hand on either side.

"That’s great!"

He beamed.

"Then let’s always stay this happy together!"

"..."

Levy and Juvia both felt as though something was slightly wrong.

Unfortunately, their intense competitive instincts left them no time to analyze it.

For now, they both had the exact same thought.

[First, get this woman away from Marshall!] ×2

"Levy."

Juvia suddenly smiled.

"We haven’t had tea together in a long time. Why don’t we go somewhere else and talk?"

Levy’s eyes sharpened.

"Exactly what I was thinking."

"Let’s go."

"Eh?"

Both sides of Marshall suddenly became empty.

Levy and Juvia stood up together and left the room, leaving Marshall sitting there blinking in confusion.

’My happy time ended that quickly?’

Marshall scratched his head.

It was a little disappointing, but overall, things seemed to have developed much better than he had expected.

Ah, if only all the girls could love one another and get along peacefully~

They were one big family, after all!

Marshall shamelessly indulged in that fantasy while feeling extremely satisfied with the decisions he had made over all these years—namely, his unwavering determination to keep raising every girl’s affection toward him.

If their relationships with him hadn’t already been strong enough, the scene just now probably would have ended in an actual fight.

He really did have incredible foresight!

A toast to himself!

Still, Marshall decided he should restrain himself a little from now on.

If too many bombs exploded at once, even he wouldn’t be able to handle the consequences.

There was no need to rush.

At least this was a good beginning, right?

Someday—his very own Harem Palace would definitely become reality!