The Author's POV

Chapter 607

Darkness engulfed Ashton's metropolis with the passing of the twelfth hour.

"Haaa..."

Melissa stared at the scenery outside and sighed. Her features were beautifully illuminated by the lights coming from above as she sat on a tiny stool.

"Ashton city looks a lot better at night, don't you think?"

"...Excuse me?"

The barista in front of her was taken aback. In spite of the current time in Ashton city, Melissa's orders were absolute, and he was thus forced to work at these hours.

"Y..yes, it indeed does look more beautiful."

"The beauty of the lights coming from the buildings is best appreciated at night.

They dispel the darkness brought on by the night."

"R..right."

The barista reluctantly nodded his head.

If he had to be completely honest, right now, all he wanted was to sleep. Additionally, he found Melissa's comments to be incomprehensible, which made the situation rather uncomfortable for him.

Regardless, a job was a job, and he could only put on a fake smile and nod his head.

"Pfff."

Melissa suddenly let out a small laugh as the cup in her hands loosely hung by the tips of her fingers.

"...Looks like you find my words boring."

The barista's face hardened. He had been caught red-handed.

Melissa laughed in self-depreciation when she saw his expression. She then waved her hand in his direction.

"Don't worry, you're not fired. I get it, I'm annoying."

Taking a sip of her drink, she smacked it against the counter.

"I'm one annoying bitch, so do me a favor. Give me another shot.

As she raised an eyebrow at the barista, a slight flush developed on the side of her cheeks. At this point, she was acting extremely differently from how she usually did. She was obviously inebriated, as evidenced by her flush and words.

"I don't think..."

"No point refusing. If you won't give it to me, I'll just get it myself."

Melissa stood up from her seat. Sweeping her eyes on the numerous bottles that stood behind the marble counter, her eyes paused toward a certain bottle.

"1987, Melionette? Sounds fancy."

Setting her eyes on the target, she tried to jump over the counter.

"Let's stop here."

A hand pressed against her shoulder before she could do that.

"Eh?"

Melissa turned her head.

"Emma? Amanda?"

It surprised her to see Emma and Amanda standing behind her. What were they doing here?

Emma ignored Melissa while she turned her head to look at Amanda.

"Looks like you were right, Amanda. She's acting exactly like you said she would."

"Mhm."

Amanda quietly nodded her head.

She was currently wearing a one-piece black dress that perfectly highlighted her physique. It was the same dress she wore at the funeral. The same was for Emma. It was clear from their attires that they didn't have time to change.

"What do you guys want?"

Melissa's eyes grew clearer as her thoughts started to slowly calm down.

"...How did you get in here?"

Emma flashed a black card.

Melissa's brows twitched when she saw the card. She could faintly recall giving one to Emma in the past when she was begging her for one.

Melissa gave her one out of pity. Naturally, she knew about her situation.

She was starting to regret that decision right now.

"What's with that look? You think we wouldn't know what you're thinking about after seeing the state you were in after we returned?"

Moving to the counter, Emma sat down on a stool. Then, looking at the barista, she pointed at the same bottle Melissa was previously looking at.

"1987, Melionette. A glass each."

"...Sure."

The barista nodded after taking a short glance at Amanda and Emma. They looked responsible.

"I thought you were going to stop me from drinking."

"Why would we?"

Emma asked while a small pill appeared in her hand.

She then handed it to Melissa.

"Not like I'm worried about getting a hangover with this."

"...Right."

Melissa weakly turned her head and sat on a stool beside Emma.

Amanda followed her example and sat next to her.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Silence permeated the room as the three women sat serenely next to one another. The stillness was allowed to linger since none of the three of them wanted to speak first.

"Your drinks."

The clicking sound of glasses being set down on the counter disturbed the silence.

Simultaneously, all three girls reached out for their respective glasses and took a sip.

The silence continued for the next minute.

can laugh if

one to speak was Melissa. Keeping her gaze on the display of drinks before her, she set her glass on the

my memories. You must find it amusing, I suppose. That Melissa Hall, who appears to be so powerful on the outside, really just wants her father's favor. and

on the counter and

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

her glass down beside

arms,

"This is uncomfortably tight."

to Melissa. Scratching the

honest, I kind of get how

the tip

It's not like I only knew you from the academy. Ever since we

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

anyone would be

world, but you're also incredibly smart. There's many out there that don't have it as

"...Smart, huh?"

wiped them with her clothes. Her

useful in this day

too little of

Emma rolled her eyes.

realize it, but just your inventions alone have enabled civilization to rise to heights previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic

more emphasis on myself than on what other people think. It's what

"That so?"

lips as she thought

see what Emma was trying to express, but she was

Her brows furrowed.

it in

on her ring and took out several potions from her

spread across Melissa's face

"What are those?"

voice reached

the potions for a moment, she

I need

memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa

a bit late, it was time for her to

potions was the first step in her transformation. Taking another look at the potions before her, Melissa swallowed a

if I took

"Take them."

the potions in Emma's

moment, she almost lost herself

"Eh...right."

took the potions and put them away. Even though she was confused,

while now, Amanda. Isn't there something that you want to

"Eh..ah!?!"

heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the two girls who looked at

say something, her hand twitched and her eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area where there

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

flinched once again when

hear what we were

sentence as she finally got the gist

her arm, she wiped

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

looked at Emma with a blank and expressionless look. She was clearly trying to feign ignorance of

"You..."

***

Click—!

in front of me turned on when

while a dim white light illuminated

cursor till a message

like to play

[Yes] [No]

the cursor around the screen, my hand paused. I was starting to

"Haaaa..."

let out a nervous breath and tightened my

Click—!

then pressed the top

I

the air once I pressed

the screen was

it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the moment.

don't think I'll ever be in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I guess you might never know what will happen in the future.

wrist, he checked the time on his

happened just yet, I won't

"Smallsnake?"

suddenly interrupted. It sounded awfully

where are you?

"Haa..."

his gaze between the distant door and the

like I'll have

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

his hand, the screen

"Hahahaha.."

while my arm covered my mouth and my

'...I remember this.'

needing Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback by his sharp

guess it makes sense

it's been a

formed on the

somewhat drab in comparison to the last time, and beneath

voice also sounded

"Hmmm..."

Smallsnake leaned back on the chair and blankly

about a month

understood that this video was recorded while

dead, but I know you're not. The fact that Angelica is still doing fine is proof

touched his two fingers

so like...she would definitely know if you were alive or not and...what's the relationship between you two like? ...No, never mind...haaa...I can't do this...please come back, it's

blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and

video began to

asshole,

taken aback

never had you not tell me to shut up after more than two phrases! The worst part is that I've become accustomed to

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

Ryan has

"Hehehe...he.."

head against my arm which was resting on the table, my body trembled as I

began to replay, arousing all sorts of different

up a shrine for her? Remember when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god,

what, Angelica no longer calls me stick like human anymore! That's progress I

without us just like that?

anguish, sadness,

the videos continued to play. A sense of dread filled me while

'No...'

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