Chapter 100: Join Us (Request Subscription!)

“Take me to see her.”

Mo En spoke, growing increasingly intrigued by this “Rain Girl.”

“Alright, follow me.”

The village elder hesitated, then finally agreed—truth be told, though his moral sense had always restrained the villagers from targeting the child, he himself wished Mo En would take the child away.

Ever since the child’s parents met with misfortune years ago, the rain in the village had never stopped; it was no wonder the villagers couldn’t bear it.

Under the elder’s guidance, Mo En arrived at a small hut, followed by many villagers eager to see the outcome.

They all waited, hoping Mo En would take the “Rain Girl” away and solve the village’s greatest problem.

“Tap tap tap.”

The elder knocked on the door. After a while, a small figure opened it—just a narrow crack.

“Juvia, it’s me, the elder.”

The elder spoke, and the crack widened slightly—clearly, the girl named Juvia still trusted the elder to some degree.

The door opened fully, revealing a girl standing timidly: curly blue hair, a frail frame, skin as pale as a water blister, giving off an air of heartbreaking vulnerability.

“E-Elder…”

Juvia whispered, her face filled with fear—especially upon seeing the crowd of villagers behind him, their expressions openly filled with revulsion.

“Splash splash splash!”

The light drizzle instantly turned into a downpour, drenching every villager outside.

“Damn it! Is she doing this on purpose?!”

“Stop the rain! Itachi bastard!”

“This is too much! We must drive her out!”

“We’ve had enough!”

Drenched instantly, the villagers snapped—they screamed curses without restraint, no longer caring whether she was a child or not; Juvia was a “freak!”

The more they cursed, the harder the rain fell.

“Shut up! Shut up! All of Itachi, go home right now! Itachi all like getting soaked, is that it?!”

The elder turned around and roared at the villagers, driving away those who had come only to gawk.

They had no choice but to flee—the rain now struck like knives against their skin, forcing them to scramble away in panic.

“Fascinating.”

Mo En stared at the scene, astonished.

He was now one hundred percent certain: the village’s rain was indeed caused by the child’s magic—but her magical power wasn’t particularly strong.

Mo En fixed his gaze on Juvia, pondering whether any book he’d read had recorded such a phenomenon; her condition was clearly abnormal.

“Juvia, make the rain lighter.”

After driving off the villagers, the elder looked at Juvia and sighed, pleading.

“I-I didn’t mean to…”

Juvia’s expression turned sorrowful; she despised her own ability too. She didn’t want this—but she couldn’t control it.

Yet under the elder’s soothing words, Juvia’s emotions calmed noticeably, and the rain outside gradually lessened.

Juvia invited the elder and Mo En inside. Mo En was fine—he simply released his magic to repel the rain. The elder, however, was truly suffering; he was nearly soaked senseless.

The door closed, and the sound of rain softened.

Mo En surveyed the room—it was as bare as a monk’s cell. The child’s living conditions were clearly dire.

“Juvia, this is Mo En, a mage from the Fairy Tail Guild. Tell him your situation in detail—he might have a way to help Itachi, to make Itachi normal again.”

The elder introduced Mo En.

Juvia looked at Mo En. She had noticed him earlier—while everyone else’s gaze toward her was openly filled with revulsion, only two people were different: the elder, who had always treated her kindly, and Mo En, standing beside him.

“Really… can I? They all say I’m a demon…”

Looking at Mo En, Juvia whispered, her eyes filled with hope—as if clutching a lifeline—but she dared not grip tightly, afraid it might snap.

“Itachi’re certainly not a demon.”

Mo En shook his head with a smile. The notion of a “Rain Girl” demon was merely superstition.

“Itachi’re an extremely rare magical prodigy. These incidents are simply the result of your inability to control your talent. Once Itachi learn to master this power, it won’t happen again.”

Mo En looked at Juvia with serious sincerity, his face calm and smiling—as if this were no great difficulty.

In truth, Mo En himself had no confidence; while magical prodigies were not uncommon in Fairy Tail, he had never encountered one whose talent affected weather.

Still, though Mo En wasn’t sure he could solve this, that didn’t mean Grandpa Macao couldn’t.

When in doubt, ask Grandpa Macao—the Third Master of Fairy Tail. Another Third Master was the “Sage of Ninjutsu”; Macao was the “Professor of Magic.” There was little he didn’t know.

“Magical prodigy?”

Juvia froze. The elder froze too.

“So Juvia’s magic is just… rain?”

The elder asked blankly.

To be honest, they had considered “magic” before—but Juvia could do nothing else but cause rain around her, uncontrollably. It was hard to classify as magic; they could only label her a “Rain Girl” monster.

“Rain is merely the outward manifestation of her magical talent, proving her gift is extraordinary. She needs systematic training—but Juvia, Itachi truly don’t know how to use your magic?”

Mo En looked at Juvia, puzzled. Logically, once magic awakens, one should know how to use it.

Unless, like Mirajane, one initially rejects it—but Mirajane’s case was special; she was possessed by a demon from the start. What was Juvia’s reason?

“Use… like this?”

Juvia frowned. Her body began to change—she transformed directly into flowing water, becoming entirely composed of water.

“Th-This?!”

The elder jumped back in shock—could a person turn into water?! Was this even human?! Mages truly were monsters!

“Looks like Water Magic.”

Mo En nodded. Certain elemental magics could achieve similar effects—something akin to “elementalization.”

Laxus’s Lightning Magic could also turn him into lightning, though this technique was ineffective against other mages.

Everyone uses magic power; Itachi can still strike someone even if they’re “elementalized,” unlike in another world where special methods were needed.

“Magic power” is the source of life—how could it be so easily neutralized?

“M-Mr. Mo En… can I really become normal?”

Looking at Mo En’s youthful face, Juvia was terrified—she feared this was a joke, that it was all false.

“Of course Itachi can. Will Itachi come with me? Join Fairy Tail. There are many children like Itachi there—many magical prodigies. We’ll teach Itachi how to master your talent.”

Mo En smiled and extended the guild invitation. Any mage who discovered Juvia would never let her go—her talent in nearly any guild could rival an S-rank.

Since he had found this promising child first, Mo En certainly wouldn’t leave her behind—he would take her back to the guild.

“I…”

Juvia fell silent, as if hesitating.

“Go, Juvia. That is your true home.”

Seeing Juvia hesitate, the elder spoke gently, offering his support. In his view, for both the village and Juvia herself, being taken by Fairy Tail was a blessing.

(End of Chapter)