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.

laugh if you

gaze on the display of drinks before her, she set

wants her father's favor. and the only reason why she acts the way she does is because she has no expectations of

took the drink she set down on the

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

set her glass

her arms, she

"This is uncomfortably tight."

turned her attention back to Melissa.

I kind of get

tapped the tip of

of guess why you acted the way you did. It's not like I only knew you from the academy. Ever since we were little I would

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

as if anyone would be jealous

in the world, but you're also incredibly smart.

"...Smart, huh?"

wiped them

useful

think too little

Emma rolled her eyes.

as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic card system. That

than on what other

"That so?"

as she thought

express, but she was still struggling to alter her way of

Her brows furrowed.

it in

and took out several

look spread across Melissa's face when

"What are those?"

voice

staring at the potions for a moment,

need to get rid

exposed, seeing Ren's memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa understood that she needed

time for her to grow up

been in the past, and getting rid of the potions was the first step in her transformation. Taking another look at the potions before her,

I took another

"Take them."

the potions in Emma's

almost lost herself in the

"Eh...right."

she was confused, she

for quite a while now, Amanda. Isn't there something

"Eh..ah!?!"

when she heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled

her 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

hear what we

facepalmed halfway through her sentence as she finally got

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 what just

"You..."

***

Click—!

front of me turned on when I inserted the black box into

quiet around me while a dim white light illuminated

a

like to play

[Yes] [No]

the screen, my hand paused. I was starting

"Haaaa..."

breath and tightened my grip on

Click—!

pressed the top part

I start

voice echoed throughout the air once I pressed on the mouse, and

the

in the 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 this video had been taken quite a

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

checked

just yet, I won't make this any longer

"Smallsnake?"

interrupted.

are you? Oy,

"Haa..."

his gaze between the distant

like I'll have to cut this video

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

his hand, the screen turned

"Hahahaha.."

escaped from my lips while my arm covered my mouth and my body trembled. I felt a

'...I remember this.'

I remember needing Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback

guess it makes

it's been

new image formed

comparison to the last

voice also

"Hmmm..."

leaned back on the chair

a month since you've

understood that this video was recorded while I

you're not. The fact that Angelica is still doing

his two fingers

know if you were alive or not and...what's the relationship between

Smallsnake leaned

began to

a fucking asshole, you

aback by his sudden

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

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

now accept it like it's a given! 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

"Hehehe...he.."

my body trembled as I tried to

replay, arousing all sorts of different emotions in

when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face you

no longer calls me stick like

a trip without us

anguish, sadness,

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

'No...'

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