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
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
the counter and
"Must be really funny..."
"Nah."
glass down beside
her arms, she
"This is uncomfortably tight."
to Melissa.
kind
tapped the tip of
the academy. Ever since we were little
"Jealous?"
Melissa shook her head.
anyone would be
in the world, but you're also incredibly smart. There's many out there that don't
"...Smart, huh?"
her glasses and wiped them
only that was actually useful in this day
think too little
Emma rolled her eyes.
inventions alone have enabled civilization to 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
on what other people think.
"That so?"
her lips as she thought of
could see what Emma was trying to express, but she was
Her brows furrowed.
keep it in
her ring and took
look spread across Melissa's face when she
"What are those?"
curious voice
potions for
that I need to get rid
her memories exposed, seeing Ren's memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa understood
it was time for her to grow up a
realized that 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. Taking
if I took another
"Take them."
potions in
she almost
"Eh...right."
she was confused, she
for quite a while now, Amanda. Isn't there something that
"Eh..ah!?!"
heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the two girls who looked at
a particular area on the counter. An area
"Amanda?"
"Yes?"
once again when she
you not hear what we
sentence as she finally
arm, she wiped off the
"You happy now?"
"For what?"
expressionless look. She was clearly trying to feign ignorance
"You..."
***
Click—!
front of me turned on when I inserted the black box into
eerily quiet around me while a dim
till a message appeared
like to play the
[Yes] [No]
around the screen, my hand paused. I
"Haaaa..."
and tightened my
Click—!
top part
should I
echoed throughout the air once I pressed on the mouse, and
on the
the same room I was sitting in. No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the
situation where I 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
he checked
since nothing particularly important happened just yet, I won't make this any longer than it
"Smallsnake?"
interrupted. It sounded awfully
are you? Oy,
"Haa..."
distant door and the camera,
have to cut this
"Smallsnake!!!"
"I'm coming!!"
hand, the screen
"Hahahaha.."
while my arm covered my mouth and my body trembled.
'...I remember this.'
remember needing Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback
it
it's been
new image formed
the display. His physique appeared somewhat drab in comparison
also sounded
"Hmmm..."
back on the chair
about a month
words I understood that this video was recorded while I was
not. The fact that Angelica is still doing fine is proof of that....cause you
touched his two fingers
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
screen went blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped on
began
asshole, you
taken aback by his sudden
to shut up after more
Smallsnake smacked the desk.
used 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
"Hehehe...he.."
my head against my arm which was resting on the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My other hand clenched at my chest
more videos began to replay, arousing all sorts
open up a shrine for her? Remember when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face you made....ahahhaha, you should've
what, Angelica no longer calls me stick like human anymore!
you seriously just go on a trip without us just
anguish, sadness, grief,
the timer started to reach the end as the videos continued to
'No...'
About The Author's POV - Chapter 607
The Author's POV is the best current series of the author Entrail_JI. With the below Chapter 607 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 607 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com