I Sell Jars At Fairy Tail

"...to be your girlfriend."

After finishing speaking, Cana also felt her cheeks were burning hot, as if she wanted to get into a crack in the ground.

God, Cana, what are you doing? ! Why did you say such a thing suddenly?

Cana also didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly said such words.

Well, it must be because I want to buy a second pocket jar so much, so I said such a thing.

Yes, I say this only to get Charlotte to sell me a second pocket jar, absolutely nothing else.

That's right, that's it, there is absolutely no other idea, so I wouldn't be really interested in Charlotte!

Cana silently 'hypnotized' herself and 'persuaded' herself in her heart.

"Although I am also looking forward to Cana being my girlfriend, unfortunately, I still can't sell you a second pocket jar, after all, this is the rule..."

Charlotte pretended to hesitate and said.

In fact, Charlotte also wants to sell more pocket jars, but it is a rule that a person can only buy one pocket jar per day, and Charlotte cannot violate it.

If you want to forcibly buy a second pocket jar, then the second pocket jar will be invalid and become an empty shell with the appearance of the pocket jar.

It's just that Cana doesn't know this.

Feeling that her acting like a baby seems to be useless to Charlotte, Cana doesn't know why, and feels a little lost.

And Charlotte also found Cana's disappointment, and touched Cana's head amusedly: "Don't think too much, Cana is very attractive, but this is the rule I set, and it is also the bottom line in my heart. "

"This bottom line, even Lucy and Mirajane, can't be broken, so don't be disappointed, Cana."

Charlotte said with a smile.

"Who's lost, Charlotte you idiot."

Cana blushed and pushed away Charlotte's hand: "Also, don't think that I really want to be your girlfriend, I'm just here to buy pocket jars."

"Yes, yes, Cana, you are just here to buy pocket jars."

Charlotte looked at Cana teasingly, and Cana couldn't stand Charlotte's eyes, so she fled Charlotte's magic shop in a panic.

"It's really cute." Charlotte smiled and shook her head.

 …

"Yo, Cana, you are..."

Makarov was about to come to Charlotte's magic shop again to buy a pocket jar, but he just ran into Cana who came out of Charlotte's magic shop in a panic.

Cana, who fled in a panic, obviously didn't notice Makarov.

Finding himself ignored, Makarov was also a little speechless.

However, Makarov also noticed Cana's flustered look.

He touched it, and muttered, "What's wrong with Cana? Did that kid Charlotte do something to Cana..."

While thinking, Makarov also walked into Charlotte's magic shop.

"Hey, it's the president. I wonder what the president is going to buy today?" Charlotte greeted Makarov in a friendly manner.

"Charlotte, what are you doing to Cana, I just saw Cana running out in a panic." Makarov walked to the counter and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that Cana wanted to buy a second pocket jar, but I refused." Charlotte smiled and waved her hand.

"Is that so? Then why did Cana run away in a panic!" Makarov roared, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Maybe it's because I'm happier getting something good from a pocket jar." Charlotte said nonsense in a serious manner.

"Happier to get something good out of a pocket jar..."

Speaking of pocket jars, Makarov thought of the canned herring he got yesterday.

Cana left in such a panic just now, couldn't it be because he got something similar to canned herring?

Makarov wasn't entirely convinced when Charlotte said Cana got something good out of the pocket jar.

After all, the canned herring that Makarov got yesterday, under the rendering of Charlotte's tone, Makarov also thought it was a good thing.

Could it be that Cana got something as horrible as a can of herring from a pocket jar?

Makarov couldn't help thinking.

In this way, Cana's panic-stricken escape is understandable, after all, it is too scary.

Makarov also shuddered at the thought of canned herring.

"By the way, President, what do you want me to do?" Seeing the changing expression on Makarov's face, Charlotte asked curiously.

"Nothing, I just wanted to buy a pocket jar, Charlotte, give me a cupping jar."

Makarov said.

Although the things opened yesterday were not very good, but Makarov thought about it carefully, it must be because he bought the cheapest clay pot.

Buying a cupping jar today, I, Makarov, will definitely prescribe something good.

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