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

Keeping her gaze on the display of drinks before her, she set her glass

suppose. That Melissa Hall, who appears to be so powerful on the outside, really just wants her father's favor. and the only reason why she acts the way she does is because she has no expectations of others...It must be

set down on the counter and

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

her glass down

arms, she

"This is uncomfortably tight."

to herself, she turned her attention back to

I kind of get how you

the tip of

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 was even

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

anyone would be jealous

is your father the strongest in the world, but you're also incredibly

"...Smart, huh?"

and wiped them with her clothes. Her eyes

only that was actually useful

too

Emma rolled her eyes.

seen as unthinkable. One example of

put more emphasis on myself than on what other people think. It's what I've been doing, and it

"That so?"

lips as she

trying to express, but she was still struggling

Her brows furrowed.

keep it

tapped on her ring and took out

face when she looked at

"What are those?"

curious voice

potions for a

that I need

and her talk with Emma...Melissa

a bit late, it was time for

she could no longer be who she had been in the past, and getting rid of the potions was

hurt if I

"Take them."

the potions in

moment, she almost lost herself

"Eh...right."

put them away. Even though she was confused, she

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

"Eh..ah!?!"

startled the two

her eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

again when

you not hear what we were sayi...my

halfway through her sentence as she finally got the gist

arm, she wiped

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

and expressionless look. She was

"You..."

***

Click—!

when I inserted the black box into the computer

was eerily quiet around me while a dim white light illuminated the area around

cursor till a message appeared

to

[Yes] [No]

my hand paused. I was

"Haaaa..."

out a nervous breath and

Click—!

top part of

I start

the air once I pressed on the mouse, and I

the screen

it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the moment. Clearly indicating that this

don't think I'll ever be in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I

checked

I won't make this any longer than it has to

"Smallsnake?"

void suddenly interrupted. It sounded awfully

are you? Oy,

"Haa..."

gaze between the distant door and the

like I'll have to cut

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

hand, the

"Hahahaha.."

laugh escaped from my lips while my arm covered my mouth and my body trembled. I felt a bundle of emotions rise from deep within

'...I remember this.'

needing Smallsnake for something

it makes

it's been

formed on

appeared somewhat drab in comparison to the last

voice also

"Hmmm..."

his nose, Smallsnake leaned back on the chair and blankly looked toward the

a

I understood that this video was recorded while I was in the

but I know you're not. The fact that Angelica is still doing fine is proof of that....cause you know, the two of you have

his two fingers

with each other and stuff, so like...she would definitely know if you were alive or not and...what's

leaned

began

a fucking asshole,

aback by

to shut up after

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

up, I now accept it like it's a given! Not even that, Ryan has also started

"Hehehe...he.."

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

and more videos began to replay, arousing all sorts of

angel. Should I open up a shrine for her? Remember when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face you made....ahahhaha, you

calls me stick like human anymore! That's progress

go on a trip without us just like

sadness,

as the videos continued to play. A

'No...'

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