Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Summer placed his glass down and headed downstairs.

Christ was not particularly tall, standing around 5’9”, with a physique that leaned towards stocky.

Upon seeing Summer cdown, a flicker of concern crossed his face.

"Summer, where did you get that Jellyfish Seal? Have you seen that girl Cynthia?"

Christ and the Grand Elder were among the senior members of the organization; they had watched Cynthia grow up.

They had taught Cynthia the art of hypnosis, but she had surpassed them, becoming more skilled than her teachers.

Summer was sought out by Christ because, although Summer had a strong presence within the organization, he rarely meddled in

its affairs.

In recent years, it had been K, the young upstart, who had been openly commanding others.

After Cynthia's disappearance, K, still at a young age back then, had already mastered the art of winning people over.

Over the years, even without the Jellyfish Seal, everyone except the Grand Elder and Christ had cto heed his word.

Only Summer remained neutral, but now that he had suddenly sided with K, Christ wanted to know what was happening.

Christ was oblivious to the fact that Summer was the mastermind behind Forbidden Island, and unaware of Summer's cold-hearted

nature.

"How's Cynthia been all these years? Why hasn't she cback? Summer, where is she now?"

Christ no longer possessed his former vigor; both he and the Grand Elder had been waiting for Cynthia's return.

Cynthia was the Holy Daughter of BK; she should be honored. How could she be a solitary existence?

Summer found his worried look amusing.

Once upon a time, the sight of Christ's worried expressions would have sent him rushing to Cynthia's side, to torment her

relentlessly.

having deceived everyone; to a degree, he identified

manipulating others,

a piece of advice from

face amiable

nature, seeing his smile

the facade, he was

Seal during a trip in Windhelm.

light in Christ's eyes vanished as he sighed, "Then, I implore you,

was 70 years old this year, and the Grand Elder was five years his

remained soothing as he

have no say in this, Christ. You know I don't have much sway in BK. K is

hand the seal to such a

the organization. I simply want to see it thrive. K has done well these past years.

principles, not personalities."

the seal, he's the undisputed leader. He has the right to punish the Grand Elder openly now,

won't survive it."

- if the old man couldn't survive, it was

say more

Grand Elder's back, but

could no longer remain still and

upon returning hand witnessing the sight of blood on the floor, he realized just how grave the Grand Elder's injuries

"Grand Elder!"

to see the Grand

"Give this to Cynthia."

Elder looked completely different from Christ: Christ was slightly overweight, while the Grand Elder was tall

most proud of

sadness:

for a child's amusement.

out now likely signified he knew his twas

"Grand Elder!"

him, speaking urgently, "Didn't Summer bring back the

sky, clutching the bamboo dragonfly, trying to smile

in blood, stretched halfway and then limply