Chapter 15: Trouble Finds Its Way
"I tried to rewrite this chapter in first-person POV instead of third-person POV. Let me know if you like it and if I should continue writing chapters this way."
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A few days had passed since I destroyed the Twilight Ogre, and everything was going smoothly.
The guild had been receiving more quests lately, which kept us busy. During this time, I finally built my own house near the forest of Magnolia Town.
Using my Wood Style ability, I constructed it from scratch, complete with a small pond and a training ground. The past few days had gone by in a blur.
Now, I was at the guild, lazing around and doing absolutely nothing productive. Feeling a bit bored, I muttered, "Status," and the familiar status bar appeared in front of me.
Status
Name: Rudra
Age: 19
Race: Human / Demon
Title: Sage / Demon Hunter
Bloodline: Uchiha / Senju / Sparda
Class: Swordsman / Ninja
Abilities: Perfect Body / Soul of the Sword / Emotional Resonance / ???
Stats
Strength: SSS
Endurance: SSS
Dexterity: SSS
Agility: SSS
Intelligence: SSS
Willpower: SSS
Chakra: SS
Chakra Control: SS
Chakra Nature: Fire / Lightning / Earth / Water / Wind
Shop: Available
Coins: 50
Quest: Active
Looking at my stats, I couldn't help but feel satisfied. Every stat except Chakra and Chakra Control had reached SSS. But when my eyes landed on the number of coins I had—just 50—I groaned.
"Man, I'm broke," I muttered.
My system immediately chimed in, its usual sarcastic tone making my eye twitch.
"That's your fault, host, for wasting them on clothes."
"What do you mean, wasted?" I snapped. "Do you expect me to fight demons without looking like a total badass in Vergil's outfit?"
The system responded dryly,
"Then what about the Akatsuki cloak and Madara's armor? What's your excuse for those purchases?"
"They looked dope!" I retorted.
The system's tone was unwavering.
"So why are you complaining about being broke, host?"
I sighed, leaning back in my chair and resting my head on the table. "It's just... they were so expensive, even at 50% off."
"Why not complete some quests to earn coins, host?"
"Whatever," I muttered, waving it off.
As I contemplated my next move, Kinana approached me, carrying a mug of alcohol. She set it on the table and looked at me with concern. "Did something happen, Rudra? You look down."
I shook my head and offered her a small smile. "It's nothing, Kinana. Just bored."
She tilted her head thoughtfully before suggesting, "Then why don't you take on a new quest?"
"I might," I replied, taking a sip from the mug and savoring the flavor. Kinana smiled softly before walking away to tend to other guild members.
As I leaned back, sipping my drink and enjoying the fleeting peace, I heard footsteps approaching. Without even looking up, I said, "I'm not going to teach you, brat."
Romeo's indignant voice cut through the air. "I'm not a brat! And why not?"
"I don't have time," I replied casually, still not sparing him a glance.
"You're literally doing nothing right now!" Romeo retorted, his tone laced with frustration.
I smirked slightly, setting the mug down. "What do you mean nothing? Can't you see I'm mastering the fine art of relaxation?"
"Lazy," he shot back without missing a beat.
"Whatever, brat. Now scram."
"I'm not leaving until you teach me! I want to be strong like you so I can protect my guild," Romeo declared firmly.
With a heavy sigh of defeat, I finally turned to him and said, "Fine. I'll teach you."
"Really? What will you teach me?" he asked, his excitement bubbling over.
"For me to teach you, you need to be in better shape first," I said, leaning back with a smirk. "So here's the deal: 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run—every single day for one month."
Romeo's jaw dropped, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to process my words. "I... I can't do that!" he stammered.
"It's your choice, brat," I replied, shrugging.
Romeo clenched his fists, his expression shifting from disbelief to determination. "Fine! I'll do it! I'm all fired up now!" he shouted before bolting out the door, leaving me alone to finally enjoy my drink in peace.
"Kids these days," I muttered under my breath, chuckling to myself.
After finishing my drink, I finally got up and stretched, It was time to get back to work.
As I walked to the quest board, I scanned the various requests until one caught my eye—a job about people mysteriously going missing near town, requested by the merchant guild Love and Lucky.
"Well, this seems interesting," I muttered, pulling the sheet off the board. Without a second thought, I decided to take it and head out.
Just as I turned toward the door, the guild doors slammed open with a loud bang. Macao entered, his face tense, followed by a group of Magic Council mages wearing their distinct insignias. Among them, a familiar face stood out—Jura, the Titan.
Wakaba, who had been lounging nearby with his pipe, straightened up, his expression shifting from relaxed to concerned. He approached Macao cautiously.
"What's the deal? Why are Council mages here?" Wakaba asked, puffing on his pipe.
Macao let out a weary sigh. "They're here to investigate the destruction of Twilight Ogre."
Wakaba's pipe nearly fell from his mouth as his eyes widened. "Twilight Ogre? What are we supposed to do now?"
Macao's brow furrowed, and he lowered his voice. "We do nothing. Just cooperate and let them handle it."
Wakaba leaned in, glancing at the Council members out of the corner of his eye. "I'm not talking about them. I'm talking about Rudra, who wrecked them. He's our guildmate, you know!"
Macao's face hardened. "So what? If they try to take him, I'll stand by him. He's one of us now."
Wakaba sighed and shook his head. "Don't try to act like some kind of hero, you old fool."
Macao ignored him, glancing around the room. "Anyway, where is Rudra?"
Kinana, who had been listening quietly behind the bar, pointed in my direction. "He's over there."
All eyes turned toward me as I casually made my way over to Jura, ignoring the weight of their stares.
"Long time no see, Jura," I greeted with a small smirk.
Jura, who had been in the middle of a conversation with one of the Council mages, turned to me. A faint smile tugged at his lips. "Rudra-dono, it has been a while. What brings you to Fairy Tail?"
"Things happened," I replied with a shrug. "I'm part of Fairy Tail now. But what about you? Why are you here with the Council?"
Jura's expression turned serious. "We're investigating the destruction of Twilight Ogre and the culprit responsible."
I crossed my arms and tilted my head. "If you're looking for the culprit, you're staring at him."
A shocked silence fell over the guild. Gasps rippled through the room, and every head turned toward me in disbelief.
One of the Council mages immediately stepped forward, his magic aura flaring. "You are under arrest—"
"Stand down," Jura said sharply, silencing the mage with a commanding glance. He turned back to me, his tone measured. "Rudra-dono, why did you destroy Twilight Ogre?"
"They pissed me off," I said flatly, my tone dripping with indifference.
Jura blinked, clearly not expecting that answer. "Excuse me?"
I sighed, elaborating with a dismissive wave. "They also destroyed my guild."
Jura's gaze swept over the hall, which was in pristine condition. "Fairy Tail seems perfectly intact," he pointed out, his tone skeptical.
I smirked, walked over to a nearby wall, and punched it with enough force to create a massive hole. Dust and debris scattered, and a collective groan filled the room.
Turning back to Jura, I gestured toward the damage. "See? They destroyed the guild."
From somewhere in the back of the room, someone shouted, "Hey! Stop wrecking the guild, you idiot!"
Without missing a beat, I shot back, "Shut up!" before turning back to Jura. "So, what now?"
Jura pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing deeply. "I see."
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
Jura straightened, his tone calm but firm. "It means this investigation is over. We'll be taking our leave."
One of the Council mages stepped forward, clearly flustered. "But Saint Jura, we can't just—"
Jura's sharp gaze silenced him instantly. "My decision is final." He turned back to me, a faint smile returning to his face. "Take care, Rudra-dono. And try not to cause too much trouble."
With that, Jura led the Council mages out of the guild, leaving behind a mixture of silence and disbelief.
As soon as Jura and the Council mages left, Laki and Kinana approached me, both wearing identical expressions of exasperation.
"One day, you're going to get us all in serious trouble," Laki said, arms crossed and a brow raised.
I leaned casually against the counter, smirking. "Maybe," I replied with a shrug, unfazed.
Kinana let out a long-suffering sigh, gesturing toward the gaping hole in the wall. "And what about the wall?"
"Eh, it'll get fixed. Macao's got money," I said dismissively, waving it off like it wasn't my problem.
From across the hall, Macao's irritated voice boomed, "That money is for guild development, not for covering the destruction you cause!"
I turned slightly, cupping my hands around my mouth. "Same difference!" I shot back with a grin.
"Don't push it, Rudra!" Macao barked, clearly at his wit's end.
Shaking my head in amusement, I reached into my pouch and pulled out a kunai with intricate markings etched into its surface. Turning back to Kinana, I handed it to her.
She looked at it curiously, tilting her head. "What's this for?"
Before I could answer, Laki leaned in, her curiosity piqued as she examined the kunai. "Yeah, what's with this thing? Some kind of fancy knife?"
"It's a precaution," I said, my tone turning serious for a moment. "If the guild is ever in danger, throw it on the ground. Trust me."
The two women exchanged uncertain glances, clearly unsure what to make of my cryptic explanation.
Kinana tilted her head again, holding the kunai delicately. "And what exactly happens if we do?"
I smirked and turned away, my steps carrying me toward the exit. "You'll find out if you ever need to use it. Just don't lose it."
As I reached the door, Kinana called out after me, "Take care, Rudra!"
Laki chimed in with a playful smirk of her own. "Try not to wreck anything else on your way out!"
I waved lazily over my shoulder without looking back. "No promises," I replied, pushing open the guild doors