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

just wants her father's favor. and the only reason why she acts the way she does is because she

she set down on the counter and gulped it all

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

glass down

her arms, she

"This is uncomfortably tight."

she turned her attention back to

I kind of get how you

tip of the

the academy. Ever since we were little I would always see you try your best to please your father. At one

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

would

be surprised actually. Not only is your father the strongest in the 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.

only that was actually useful

think too

Emma rolled her eyes.

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

I'd simply put more emphasis on myself than on what other people think. It's what I've been doing, and it kind of works like

"That so?"

as she thought of Emma's

Melissa could see what Emma was trying to express, but she was still struggling

Her brows furrowed.

it in

then tapped on her ring and took

Melissa's face

"What are those?"

voice reached her

the potions for a

I need to

Ren's memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa understood that

was time for her to grow up

that she could no longer be who she had been in the past, and getting rid of the potions was the first step in her transformation. Taking another look at the

wouldn't hurt if I took another one...no,

"Take them."

potions in Emma's

she almost lost herself

"Eh...right."

took the potions and put them away. Even though she

a while now, Amanda.

"Eh..ah!?!"

heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the

eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area where there was a slight stain that came as a

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

body flinched once again when she heard Emma's

not hear what we were sayi...my

facepalmed halfway through her sentence as she finally got the gist of the

arm, she wiped off the

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

and expressionless look. She was clearly trying to feign ignorance of

"You..."

***

Click—!

monitor in front of me turned on when I

quiet around me while a dim white light illuminated

the cursor till a message appeared on the

like to play

[Yes] [No]

cursor around the screen, my hand paused. I was

"Haaaa..."

nervous breath and tightened my

Click—!

then pressed the top part of

should I

I pressed on the mouse, and I

on the screen

same room I was sitting in. No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the moment. Clearly indicating that

on a dangerous mission, but I guess you might never know what will happen in the future. Could just be a video

his wrist, he checked the time

nothing particularly important happened just yet, I won't make this any longer than it has to

"Smallsnake?"

interrupted. It sounded

are you? Oy,

"Haa..."

distant door and the camera, Smallsnake

like I'll have

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

his hand, the screen turned

"Hahahaha.."

my arm covered my mouth and my body trembled.

'...I remember this.'

for something urgent. Was taken aback by

guess it makes sense

it's been a

image formed on

comparison to the last time, and beneath his eyes

also

"Hmmm..."

on the chair and blankly looked toward the ceiling without saying

been about a month since

understood that this video was recorded while I was in the

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

his two

and...what's the relationship between

went blank as Smallsnake leaned

new video began to

asshole, you

slightly taken aback by

shut up after more than two phrases! The worst part is that I've become

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

Not even that, Ryan has also started to pick a couple of things from you, and this is sadly one of the things! I can't do this

"Hehehe...he.."

the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My other hand clenched at

more videos began to replay, arousing all sorts of different emotions

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

me stick like

just wow. Did you seriously just go on a trip without us just like

sadness, grief,

timer started to reach the end as the videos continued to play. A sense of dread filled me

'No...'

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