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.

can laugh if you

her gaze on the display of drinks before her, she

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

drink she set down on the counter

"Must be really funny..."

"Nah."

set her glass

her arms, she

"This is uncomfortably tight."

she turned her attention back to Melissa. Scratching the

kind of get

tip of the

since we were little I would always see you try your best to please your father.

"Jealous?"

Melissa shook her head.

as if anyone would be jealous of

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

"...Smart, huh?"

wiped them with her clothes.

actually useful in

think too

Emma rolled her eyes.

not realize it, but just your 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

you, I'd simply put more emphasis on myself than on what other people

"That so?"

lips as she thought of Emma's

see what Emma was trying to express, but she was still

Her brows furrowed.

keep it

her ring and took out several potions

spread across Melissa's face

"What are those?"

curious voice reached her

the potions

need to get rid

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

was time for her to grow up

potions was the first step in her transformation. Taking another look at the

hurt if I

"Take them."

pushed the potions in Emma's

moment, she almost

"Eh...right."

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

been quiet for quite a while now, Amanda.

"Eh..ah!?!"

reaction startled the two girls

eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area where there was a slight stain that came as a result of Melissa's careless

"Amanda?"

"Yes?"

once again

you not hear what

she finally got the gist of

she

"You happy now?"

"For what?"

with a blank and expressionless look. She was

"You..."

***

Click—!

on when I inserted the black box into the

eerily quiet around me while a dim white

moved the cursor till a message appeared

to play the

[Yes] [No]

cursor around the screen, my hand paused.

"Haaaa..."

a nervous breath and tightened my grip

Click—!

the top part

should I

once I pressed on

on the screen

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

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 happen in the future. Could just be a video log for me to relieve

wrist, he checked

since nothing particularly important happened just yet, I won't make

"Smallsnake?"

void suddenly interrupted. It sounded awfully

are you? Oy,

"Haa..."

distant door

like I'll have to

"Smallsnake!!!"

"I'm coming!!"

his hand, the screen

"Hahahaha.."

covered my mouth and my body trembled. I felt a bundle of emotions rise from deep within my

'...I remember this.'

needing Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback by his

guess it makes sense

been a

new image formed

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

also sounded

"Hmmm..."

on the chair

been about a

I understood that this video was recorded while

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

his two fingers

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

went blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped on the

new video began to play after

fucking asshole, you know

was slightly taken aback

you not tell me to shut up after more than two phrases! The worst part

Smallsnake smacked the desk.

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

"Hehehe...he.."

body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My other hand

arousing all sorts of different

is an 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

longer calls me stick like human anymore! That's progress I tell

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

anguish, sadness, grief,

reach the end as the videos continued to play. A

'No...'

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