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

gaze on the display of drinks before her, she set

powerful on the outside, really just wants her father's favor. and the only reason why she

the counter and gulped it all

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

her glass

arms,

"This is uncomfortably tight."

she turned her attention back to Melissa.

be honest, I kind

tip of the

not like I only knew you from the academy. Ever since we were little I would always see you try your best to please your father. At one point I

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

as if anyone would

be surprised actually. Not only is your father the strongest in the world, but you're

"...Smart, huh?"

wiped

actually useful in

too

Emma rolled her eyes.

previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic card system. That invention alone has helped

myself than on what other people think. It's what I've

"That so?"

lips as she thought of

what Emma was trying to express, but she was still

Her brows furrowed.

keep it in

tapped on her ring and took out several potions from her

across Melissa's face

"What are those?"

voice reached her

staring at the potions for

I need to get

seeing Ren's memories, and her

bit late, it was time for her to grow

the potions was the

hurt if I took another one...no,

"Take them."

the potions in

a brief moment, she almost lost herself in

"Eh...right."

put them away. Even though she

a while now, Amanda. Isn't

"Eh..ah!?!"

reaction startled

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

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

once again when she heard

what

facepalmed halfway through her sentence as she

arm, she wiped off the

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

expressionless look. She was clearly trying to feign ignorance of

"You..."

***

Click—!

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

around me while a dim white

a message appeared

like to

[Yes] [No]

cursor around the screen, my hand paused. I

"Haaaa..."

breath and tightened my

Click—!

pressed the top part

should I start

I pressed on the mouse, and I lowered my

on the

it looked an awful lot less advanced

in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I guess you might never

wrist, he checked the time on

important happened just yet, I won't make this any

"Smallsnake?"

interrupted. It sounded awfully

are you?

"Haa..."

distant door

have to cut this

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

hand, the

"Hahahaha.."

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

'...I remember this.'

for something urgent. Was taken aback by

guess it makes

been a

new image formed on

comparison to the last time, and

voice also sounded

"Hmmm..."

Smallsnake leaned back on the chair and blankly looked toward the ceiling

been about a month since you've

words I understood that this video was

fact that Angelica is still doing fine is proof of that....cause you know,

touched his two

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 really hard

as Smallsnake leaned

began to

fucking asshole, you

was slightly taken aback by

too. I've never had you not tell me to shut up

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

complain whenever you tell me to shut up, I 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.."

head against my arm which was resting on the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My other

replay, arousing all sorts

when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god,

Angelica no longer calls me stick like human

you seriously just go on a trip without us just like that?

anguish, sadness, grief,

reach the end as the videos continued to play. A sense of dread

'No...'

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