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

to speak was Melissa. Keeping her gaze on the display of drinks before her,

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

drink she set down on the counter and gulped it

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

set her glass down beside

arms,

"This is uncomfortably tight."

to herself, she turned her attention back to Melissa. Scratching

kind of get

the tip

you from the academy. Ever since we were little

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

would be jealous

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

"...Smart, huh?"

and wiped them

was actually useful in this day and

too little

Emma rolled her eyes.

rise to heights previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic card system. That invention alone has helped us advance in so many

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

"That so?"

her lips as she thought

trying to express, but she was still

Her brows furrowed.

it

then tapped on her ring and took out

face when she looked at the

"What are those?"

curious voice

staring at the potions for

need to get rid

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

late, it was time for her to grow up

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.

wouldn't hurt if I

"Take them."

potions in Emma's

she almost lost

"Eh...right."

Even though she was confused, she still complied. Then, she looked at

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

"Eh..ah!?!"

reaction startled the two girls who looked at Amanda

was about to say something, her hand twitched and her eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area where there was a slight stain that came as a

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

again when she heard Emma's

you not hear what we were

she finally got

her arm, she wiped off the

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

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

"You..."

***

Click—!

when I inserted the black box into the

around me while a dim

till a

you like to play

[Yes] [No]

cursor around the screen, my hand

"Haaaa..."

let out a nervous breath and tightened my grip on the

Click—!

pressed the top

should I

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

the

I was sitting in. No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the

will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I guess you might never know what will happen in the future. Could just be a video log for me to relieve some of my stress, who

checked the time on his

just yet, I won't make this any longer

"Smallsnake?"

suddenly interrupted. It

where are

"Haa..."

his gaze between the distant door

have

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

the

"Hahahaha.."

my

'...I remember this.'

for something urgent. Was taken

it makes

it's been

new image formed on

somewhat drab in comparison to the last time, and beneath his eyes were prominent black

also sounded

"Hmmm..."

nose, Smallsnake leaned back on the chair and blankly

a month since

video was recorded while

that Angelica is still doing fine is proof of that....cause you

touched his two

and...what's the relationship between you two like? ...No, never mind...haaa...I can't do this...please come back, it's

screen went blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped on

began to

fucking asshole, you know

slightly taken aback

too. I've never had you not tell me to shut up after more than two phrases! The worst part is that

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

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

"Hehehe...he.."

as I

began to replay, arousing all sorts of

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

me stick like

you seriously just go on a trip without

sadness, grief,

to reach the end as the videos continued to play. A

'No...'

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