For fourteen years, Wakaba has been sorry that he was not married to a sorceress. Generally regrets that he married, to be honest. He considered Millgan a sweet girl, but did not intend to associate life with her. However, when he found out that she was expecting a baby, she was confused and did not think up anything better than calling her down the aisle, otherwise her parents, strict and conservative, would not give them both a quiet life.
After the wedding, he hardly got used to the fact that he was married: there are so many pretty girls around, and now he only needs to manage with Millgana, who, moreover, noticeably sounded wide after childbirth.
And her character, if living with her constantly, was far from the limit of dreams. But at home there is always order and ready-made food - this is Wakaba appreciated. And still appreciates. Sometimes. But he spends more and more time in the guild.
Over the years, they have been on the verge of divorce three times. For the first time, thoughts about a three-year-old daughter interrupted, in the second - a drag from Mirajane, in the third ... in the third, Wakaba nearly died on a mission and spent two weeks in a hospital. Millgan grumbled that being married to a magician was the worst of the curses, but visited him every other day.
She brought pies, apples and - secretly - tobacco, because they were not allowed to smoke in the hospital, and Wakaba after a day without a pipe began to climb the walls.
Sitting in a guild tavern, over a glass of beer, Wakaba tells Macau that his wife does not understand him at all, scolds him because he is rarely at home and has little contact with his daughter.
But he is a magician, and she is not, and young Yuki is also, so what should he do at home if his whole life is connected with the guild? Macau nods and agrees - he was lucky, his son is a magician (at least Wakaba thinks so) - they drink and discuss their youth, the current affairs of the guild, the girls ... A real flower garden, young sorceresses, strong and beautiful.
Wakaba looks at Erza, at Kana, recalls that a monster is hiding behind Mirajane’s pretty face, and on the way home he buys flowers for his wife.
After all, today is their fourteenth anniversary. Maybe Millgan baked her signature fish cake?