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Chapter 39 by Murakami Murakami

What's next?

One Angry Guild Master

As the three of us emerged from the back, I saw that Lulu had set up a few items on the counter. At that moment, however, the front door of the shop slammed open. A very upset looking Levy followed a very mad looking Master as he strode into the shop.

"I'm so sorry ma'am!" cried Levy, running to to Lulu. "He insisted on coming here and he was so mad! Please don't be mad at me..."

"How dare you charm one of my guild members, you dollmancing harridan!" Makarov cried. Lucy and I both stepped well back, my hand dragging Tifa with us; neither of us has ever seen him like this before, and we had been in Fairy Tale long enough to read when there was a risk of a magic battle breaking out.

"I tried to tell him you didn't do anything but he won't listen," said Levy, near tears as she clung to Lulu's sleeve. This only seemed to make Makarov more angry.

"Oh no," said Tifa under her breath. "This is because we never got around to blanking her isn't it."

Brushing Levy off brusquely, Lulu turned to confront the guild master. "I do not know what you are accusing me of, but you had best watch your tone. I run a respectable business, and I will not have you making unfounded accusations."

"What do you mean, 'blank her'?" asked Lucy. In her nervousness, she her hand had drifted under Tifa's skirt, and was lightly moving on her dick.

Tifa, her ripped tank top replaced with an even briefer bikini top, barely restraining her huge breasts, managed to blush all the way from her waist up. It was a statement about just how scared I was by the events going on at the counter that I hadn't sprung an erection myself, given that she was wrapped around my right arm, said arm sandwiched in her breasts.

Before either of us had a chance to say anything, the Master, who during the course of the argument had ended up nose to nose with Levy, who was prostrate on the floor slobbering tears all over Lulu's sleeve, waved his hand on front of Levy's face. Levy had by this point descended to complete, totally uncharacteristic hysterics, wailing about how she was sure that Lulu wouldn't want to fuck her now. She caved over, collapsing into Lulu's arms, not so much because Lulu meant to catch her as because Levy went rigid and developed a **** grip on her arm as the spell took effect.

"You claim you haven't done anything to her? Look at her!" he yelled. "Do you think a Fairy Tale mage acts like this normally?"

"It's not her fault!" yelled Tifa, dislodging Lucy's hand and shooting to her feet. "She doesn't know anything about it! It's part of the curse."

"Curse?" asked Makarov.

"Yes, I am cursed, and yes, some people do get a bit carried away," yelled Lulu, ripping aside her panties to show her dick before going back to trying to dislodge Levi. "But I'll not have you insinuating that I am misusing magic, you crazed lunatic."

"She doesn't know about the other part," said Tifa. "She doesn't know that fucking people makes them obsessed. The curse won't let her know; even if you tell her she doesn't remember. That's why we always have to erase the memories of people she sleeps with; it's the only way to protect them. Just like the mages had to do to all of our parents, so they could live a normal life."

I hadn't heard this part before. That explained why the sisters all looked so different.

"I'm sorry we didn't erase her memory the last time," Tifa said, bowing repeatedly. "I didn't think it would be this bad. We have a charm that prevents the curse from starting, but she slept with mom the first time when none of us were home so it was already too late."

The Master seemed to be taking all of this in, and was looking slightly calmer. Lulu, for her part, had finally managed to get Levi off her arm but was not otherwise reacting; she looked slightly... drunk? Tifa said that she wouldn't be able to register information about this part of the curse, and Lulu did seem to be seriously out of it.

"Well that is a very nasty bit of work," Makarov said, very calmly. "I'm afraid that this is very dangerous. Whether it is her fault or not, she needs to be dealt with... Permanently!"

He pulled back his hand, and began muttering a spell. Tifa began running toward him, summoning her own fire magic, while Lucy and I sat there not sure what to do. Just before Tifa could reach him, The Guild Master thrust his hand directly at Lulu, and there was an explosion of blackness.

What's next?

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