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

the display of drinks

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

the counter and gulped it all

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

set her glass down beside

arms, she

"This is uncomfortably tight."

turned her attention back to Melissa. Scratching the side of

honest, I kind of get how

tip of the

did. It's not like I only knew you from the academy. Ever since we were little I would always see you try

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

anyone would be

the strongest in the world, but you're also incredibly smart. There's many out there that don't

"...Smart, huh?"

her glasses and wiped them with her clothes. Her

was actually useful in this day and

think too little of

Emma rolled her eyes.

previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that

what other people think. It's what I've been doing, and it kind of works like

"That so?"

as she thought of Emma's

see what Emma was trying to express,

Her brows furrowed.

keep it

then tapped on her ring and took out

face when she looked at

"What are those?"

curious voice reached

the potions for a

I need to get

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

late, it was time for her

getting rid of the potions was the first step in

wouldn't hurt if I

"Take them."

potions in

she almost lost herself in the

"Eh...right."

Even though she was confused, she still complied.

Amanda. Isn't

"Eh..ah!?!"

Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the two girls who looked

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

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

once again when

hear what

sentence as she finally got the gist of the

her arm, she wiped off the

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

look. She was clearly trying

"You..."

***

Click—!

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

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

cursor till a message appeared

to play the

[Yes] [No]

cursor around the screen, my hand paused. I was starting to

"Haaaa..."

and tightened my

Click—!

pressed the top part

I start

once I pressed on

the screen was

No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the moment. Clearly indicating

even making 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 never know what will

his wrist, he checked the time on

won't make this any longer than it has

"Smallsnake?"

interrupted.

where are you? Oy,

"Haa..."

between the distant door and the camera,

like I'll have to cut this video

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

hand, the

"Hahahaha.."

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

'...I remember this.'

needing Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback by

it makes sense

been a

new image formed on the

showed up on the display. His physique appeared somewhat drab in comparison to the last time, and beneath

also

"Hmmm..."

chair and blankly looked toward the

a month since you've

that this video was recorded while I was

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

went blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped on the

began to

fucking asshole, you

aback by his

had you not tell me to shut up after more than two phrases!

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

given! Not even that, Ryan has also started to pick a couple of

"Hehehe...he.."

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

to replay, arousing all sorts of different emotions in

I open up a shrine for her? Remember when she said

stick like

without us just like that? How irresponsible do you have

anguish, sadness,

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

'No...'

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