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Izuku stares at the three grownups.
"What's going on?" Happy asks.
Carla huffs. "Why weren't you paying attention, Tomcat?"
"They wish to speak with Master Makarov," Panterlily states.
"If it makes them happy," Makarov says, "then I will speak to them."
"Master Makarov agrees to speak with you," Izuku says. Katsuki was trying to hit Bickslow's dolls outside, so he was with just the adults.
"Master?" Marsaru notices.
Izuku blushes. "He is the Guild Master. Some call him that. Others call him Gramps because they see him as family."
Inko just nods. Izuku closes his eyes. His hair gains many light gray streaks. Inko believes that she sees ghost wrinkles on his face. He finally opens his eyes were black, but carried a wisdom far preceding the age of the body.
"I am Makarov Dreyer, Guild Master of Fairy Tail," he says. The other adults listen to every word of his. "I am sorry for what problems my children and I have caused with us being here and sharing your son's body, Miss Midorya. I hope that while we are here we do not cause too much trouble."
"We accept that old man," Mitsuki says. Inko and Marsaru were speechless. Mitsuki continues, "We do have a few questions of our own to ask. First, can the others hear us?"
Makarov shakes his head. "I know how to block them out. Some of the more attentive ones may hear, but most are busy."
Inko asks her question. "What magic are you teaching my son?"
"He is learning Fire God Slayer. We found that he was close to Natsu's magic. We had encountered someone else who used a magic similar to Natsu. He tried focusing on those flames, and they appeared," he tells them.
"Are there any drawbacks from using this magic?" Masaru asks.
"We do not fully understand it ourselves," Makarov answers honestly. "What we do know is that magic is much like a quirk. It gives meaning us. It reacts with our emotions. It is part of our very being. Magic that surpasses reason still comes from reason. In our world, magic was even key to the lives of the non-magical. Magic can be used for so many things."
The three parents look at each other. They knew of the pain Izuku experienced when he was called quirkless.
"How do people use magic in your world?" Marsaru asks.
"Most things rely on lacrima to work," Makarov answers. "It is used in trains, vehicles, and cooking. Many people have non-magical jobs like fishing or being in the army. Magic does make these jobs easier if they can work together. Using water magic while fishing is a very good example."
"Your government sounds like they have a lot of problems with magic," Marsaru notices.
"Most of it comes from my brats when we were there. I can not even explain how much paperwork I was sent on a daily basis." Makarov sighs, "I love them, but they will lead me to the grave."
"Do you consider everyone in Fairy Tail consider each other family?" Inko asks.
"Absolutely," Makarov replies.
"Are you actually related to everyone?"
"Fairy Tail is a family chosen by its members. Everyone is family by just being in the guild. Some members are related by blood, but they still count the others as family. One person's happiness is everyone's happiness; one person's sadness is everyone's sadness."
Marsaru, Mitsuki, and Inko state at the Guild Master for many moments. Each one having their own reaction. Makarov sits and waits for the next question that he could answer.
Mitsuki asks, "How does magic work in your world?"
Makarov nods. "Magic is much like quirks in the way that they can do many of the same jobs. A person can use magic at any time, given that they do not break any laws or use illegal magic. They-"
Marsaru interrupts, "So it is not illegal to use magic a t any point, as long as it conforms to your laws?"
"You would be correct. Is it different here?"
"People can be thrown in jail for misusing their quirk. People that work as heroes will get a license to use their quirk to stop criminals," Mitsuki states. "Young children are often forgiven since they are just developing their quirks."
Makarov nods again. "It also makes sense since there must be many people with quirks in your society. Only about ten percent of people can use magic."
"Eighty percent of the population have quirks, and that number may be outdated by a bit," Marsaru adds. "Please continue your explanation of magic."
"Magic is an energy within us. We exert our will and put shape it as we need. That is a very simplified explanation. Each person has their own nuances that interact with their magic. It changes how they use magic."
Inko asks, "Is it like Gray and his undressing habit? He trained in a cold climate barely clothed and he somehow started undressing all the time."
Makarov nods.
"Now that our major questions have been answered, you can let the others return to normal," Marsaru states. He give Makarov a questioning look. "What were they doing during our talk, Mr. Dreyer?"
The elderly man smiles, "They were bonding."