Fairy Tail: I Don't Want to Be the Guild Master

Mira carefully checked over Rhodes' injuries again, and after confirming they really weren't as bad as they looked, just as he'd said, she let out a quiet breath of relief.

Once the bandages were replaced and the medicine reapplied, the number of wrappings around him had reduced noticeably. He no longer looked like a walking mummy.

"What kind of enemy could leave you, Erza, and Natsu that beaten up even after fighting together?" Mira asked.

"It was that demon, Carniber. I mentioned it earlier during the party."

"You barely said anything. It was so vague I couldn't picture the battle at all."

"Alright then," Rhodes grinned. "I'll give you the full story... right after I remember it."

Mira narrowed her eyes. "You forgot?"

Rhodes looked at her earnestly. "I need a hug to jog my memory."

"No." Mira crossed her arms. "I still smell like alcohol."

Rhodes smiled playfully. "What a coincidence. I smell like medicine."

Whether it was the lingering warmth of the wine or the mood of the moment, Mira hesitated briefly, then sat down beside him and leaned gently against his shoulder.