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

on the display of drinks before her, she set

who appears to be so powerful on the outside, really just wants her father's favor. and the

took the drink she set down on the

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

set her glass down

her arms, she

"This is uncomfortably tight."

back to Melissa. Scratching the side

I kind of get how

tapped the tip of the

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 always see you try your best

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

as if anyone would be jealous

but you're also incredibly

"...Smart, huh?"

took off her glasses and wiped them with

actually useful in

too little

Emma rolled her eyes.

have enabled civilization to rise to heights previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is the

simply 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

what Emma was trying to express, but she was

Her brows furrowed.

keep it in

and took out several potions from

across Melissa's face when she looked at the

"What are those?"

voice

at the potions for a

need to

her talk

bit late, it was time for

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

if I

"Take them."

pushed the potions

moment, she almost lost

"Eh...right."

the potions and put them away. Even though she was confused, she still complied. Then,

Amanda. Isn't there something that

"Eh..ah!?!"

startled

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

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

again when

hear what

she finally got the gist of the

she wiped

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

blank and expressionless look. She was clearly trying to feign

"You..."

***

Click—!

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

while a dim white light illuminated

cursor till a message

to

[Yes] [No]

the screen, my

"Haaaa..."

and tightened my grip on the

Click—!

then pressed the top part of

I

throughout the air once I pressed on the mouse, and I lowered

on the screen was

was currently sitting 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

this video, to be honest. I 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

checked the time

yet, I won't make this any longer than

"Smallsnake?"

interrupted. It sounded awfully

are you? Oy,

"Haa..."

his gaze between the distant door

I'll have

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

hand, the screen

"Hahahaha.."

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

'...I remember this.'

for something urgent. Was

it

been a

new image formed on the

comparison to the last time, and

voice also

"Hmmm..."

back on the chair and blankly

been about a month

his words I understood that this video was recorded

is still doing fine is proof of

touched his two fingers

each other and stuff, 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 really hard doing

blank as Smallsnake leaned

video began to

fucking asshole, you

aback by his

had you not tell me to shut up after more than

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

to 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

"Hehehe...he.."

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

began to replay, arousing all sorts of different emotions in

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 should've totally

what, Angelica no longer calls me stick like human anymore!

a trip without us just like that? How irresponsible do you

sadness, grief,

as the videos continued to play.

'No...'

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