Where I write my poems whenever inspirations strike, or when I'm procrastinating.

Special thanks to Lonelytree for the cover design.

Just how terrible is my luck? I didn't let anyone see my card, that's for sure. So this pairing must be a coincidence, right? I turned my head forward again when I saw my opponent for Round 1.


The guy earlier who was wearing formal clothing, coal black hair and white skin, was my opponent. Even I can tell that he's a veteran at this.


I just released a heavy sigh in front of this dilemma I'm facing right now. 


"I guess we could struggle for a bit. But I have to tell Ayano Katachi that our chances of winning is very slim."

I reached my hands to my pocket and pulled out my card. 

"I guess, this is useless now."

I stood up, walked towards the trash can and dropped the card there. When I dropped it, the back cover of the card was shown. It was pretty, but I think It's very showy. As expected of the rich guys.

For some reason, I can't get my eyes off that back cover. Somethings not really right! 

"I see!"

At that time, I realized. I was fooled!

To confirm my hypothesis, I ran towards a beginner, and asked them to see their card. The card number is 18, but I don't care about that! I flipped the card and saw the back cover, and like I thought! This is rigged!

For further confirmation, I asked a random rich guy to let me see their card. He's so arrogant and was I about to give up but in the end, he let me see his card. I flipped the card again to the back cover. I just clicked my tongue because of my anger and clenched my fist.

It's confirmed! This lottery is rigged!

+++++

When the moment I was about to go to the platform, I noticed that the light is bright. It's not the normal brightness you'll see at an event room. The room was dark, so It's practical to use a bulb that's not really bright.

The reason for the bright light is for the announcer to see the back of our cards. For some reason, there are different kinds of designs at the back cover. 

Why would they bother to create different designs to each cards for beginners while the veterans don't have any designs at all? For creativity? I doubt that.

I checked my card again and compared it to the card of the other beginner that I borrowed earlier. My card has a yellow background design and a black main design, forming curves and other kinds of lines.

While this card that I borrowed has a light green background design and a black main design. I noticed that the background designs is a light colored, I confirmed at the other beginners. I asked them to let me see their cards for a while. Out of 10 people that I asked, there are exactly 10 people who has a light colored background design.

I don't think It's a coincidence. While the background design is indeed light colored, the main design is all black. I think they made it black so that It will stand out. 

Normally, a dark color will stand out more if It was paired with light colors. That means that there's something hidden at the black design.

So that the announcer will easily see the number of our cards, they made the light brighter, and made some kind of signal with the black design, so he can know our numbers.

But what kind of signal could this back covers possess? Directly writing numbers on it would be too obvious, but If they came up with something too hard, the announcer would have a hard time deciphering it.


As if our numbers can be written as a bunch of lines. Wait, a bunch of lines? I looked at the back cover again, but this time, I focused my eyes to the curve lines.


After I discovered the truth, I crumpled my own card and mixed up feelings was welling inside me. Anger, Regret, and more! 


The numbers could be converted to lines. The curve lines was our numbers all along, since their light is bright and the background color is light colored, he could easily see it. 

If our numbers would be converted to lines, It would be... The Roman Numerals! At first glance, the curve lines looks like a normal design. But that's where everyone's wrong!

The number 26 was written at the back of the card, but instead of the numerical form, they made it like this XII VI! With this, they can convert the number 26 to a bunch of curve lines.

It's not easily noticeable, for two reasons. No one really suspected this lottery to be rigged so there's no reason for them to suspect the back design! Second, even if someone would suspect it like me, they wouldn't look at the back of the card. Why?

Because he's too focused to the number and protecting the number he got! And if he looked at the back of the card, the announcer will see his number! I just clenched my fist because of the regret and anger that I'm feeling right now.

I'm so stupid! Checking the back of the card didn't even crossed my mind! Now that I already raised my hand, I can't just complain and demand that the lottery should be restarted.

In the first place, I don't have any solid proof. Even if I show them this card, they can just feign ignorance and say, "That's only a design."

I just looked at the ceiling, accepting the fact that I'm completely cornered. So this is utter defeat, huh? 

"Round 1, Ryota Kaneshiro's group, Sunflowers V.S Araragi Hideki's group, Cherry Blossoms. May you have a fair match with no regrets."




                  

                   END OF CHAPTER 11

Araragi Hideki is an ordinary high school boy and he attends a prestigious high school called Ahogane High School. But his normal life all changed when he was asked by the popular girl called Ayano Katachi, to be their school idol manager. With that, Araragi Hideki enters the world of Idol Managing.

He was in disbelief. 
The head of the department laughed at his reaction. "Snap out of it, Aihara. You look like I've just fired you."
"I'm sorry, sir!" Kaoru regained his composure. "I didn't expect this. Thank you very much."
The older man sitting opposite him in the meeting room just smiled kindly. "It's a great achievement for someone at your level. Hakusen should have hired you when they could."
Kaoru stared at the mock-up of the cover of the book with his design. It was for an up and coming novelist, who wanted a cover expressing separation.
A senior designer had overseen the project and Kaoru was staffed on the team. They spent weeks trying to meet the novelist's demands, on top of other assignments.
It came to a breaking point when his senior threw in the towel.
"I give up! He's just being fucking unreasonable. What's wrong with our ideas? Screw this."
Kaoru had been helping to polish his senior's work up until then. When the team went home dejectedly that day, he stayed back and thought about what the novelist wanted.
They had been fixated on a darker, wintry look. It made sense since the novel was equally dark and tragic.
To Kaoru, separation was on a warm autumn day, when leaves fell together with the hearts that followed. The memories which kept resurfacing during the entire project. 
He sketched out an idea and showed it to his senior the next day.
His senior was going to throw it into the bin when one of the team leads of the production department passed by and noticed it.
"Hey, let me look at that."
Kaoru had seen him before during meetings. Confident, effective and with a personality which  engaged with others easily, Fujiwara Ren was one of the rising stars in the company.
His senior handed over the sketch grudgingly. Fujiwara's hazel eyes scanned it and then asked Kaoru, "Is this your work?"
"Yes," Kaoru admitted.
A warm smile crossed Fujiwara's face. "I'll ask his editor to show it to him."
Both his senior and Kaoru had been shocked. 
That was three days ago. Now, he was sitting in the office looking down at his first book cover. Kaoru couldn't believe it.
He was on cloud nine for the rest of the day. His co-workers who have heard congratulated him heartily, except for the senior designer who muttered something to the effect of him lucking out.
Kaoru didn't mind if it was luck. It gave him a tiny confidence boost. 
Even if his inspiration was…
Don't think about it at work, he told himself. When he went home, then he could try to piece his heart together, as he often did ever since that day.
He tried to look for Fujiwara to thank him but the man was out for meetings. He did manage to speak to Miss Tachibana over the phone to convey the good news to her. 
When he left the office, he finally saw Fujiwara at the lobby.
Kaoru waved to get his attention.
Fujiwara looked up from his phone and grinned. "Aihara!"
Kaoru went over quickly and bowed. "Thank you so much. For the cover."
"It's your design," Fujiwara reminded him in a friendly manner. "Thank YOU. If not, the project would have been delayed and I'm probably still in the office."
Kaoru was embarrassed. "No, I..it was just an idea which came to me."
"Don't be so modest," Fujiwara chuckled. "You're such a cute junior!"
"Who's cute?" a deeper voice asked, amused.
A taller and very good-looking man appeared beside Fujiwara. In a suit and still carrying a briefcase.
"Shin! You're on time," Fujiwara exclaimed happily. "Meet Aihara Kaoru. From the design department."
Then to Kaoru, he introduced the man easily, "This is Kurosawa Shinobu. My partner."
Kaoru was surprised. 
"Nice to meet you," he said.
"And you," the man returned and added wryly. "Ren isn't giving you trouble, is he?"
"Of course not!" Fujiwara protested with a pout. "I'm the perfect senior."
"He's very kind to me," Kaoru agreed. "I got my first book cover because of him."
"He's just being unnecessarily humble," Fujiwara countered and told his partner, "My project is back on track. He's the reason you can take me out to dinner today."
"In that case, you have my thanks too," Kurosawa told Kaoru.
They made a dangerously attractive couple. It was clear that they were in love. Kaoru could see the adoring laughter in Fujiwara's eyes and although his partner seemed to be the more reserved type, the glances he gave Fujiwara contained a certain softness.
"Not at all! Anyway, I shouldn't take up more of your time." Kaoru smiled. "Have a good evening."
"Bye! See you around in the office!" Fujiwara waved cheerfully.
He could still make out bits and pieces of their conversation as he walked away.
"Just dinner? I haven't seen you for a week."
"What else?"
"Shin, don't tease me. Unless you don't want to..."
"Fine. A quick dinner."
"Now we're talking."
It didn't take much imagination to know what they could be referring to. Kaoru found himself smiling at how comfortable they seemed with each other.
When he got into the packed train, he finally let his mind wander. 
What was Keigo doing right now? Was he still in the office or traveling for work? Did he find someone who could make him happy?
Somehow, seeing Fujiwara and his partner together made him missed Keigo so intensely. What wouldn't he give to have just one dinner, free of any consequences and repercussions?
Kaoru knew back then that it would crush his heart. 
He hadn't expected that it could possibly be irreparable. Unlike the defect from his childhood, this could not be healed by any surgery or medication.
The human heart, once scarred, was never quite the same.

"You need money. I want company. It’s a fair trade.” That was the start of the relationship between Wada Keigo and Aihara Kaoru. How far will they go?

"We need to release a new toy... Something that everyone wants like a Teddy Bear per se but better!" The CEO said 
     "Well we fired a guy named Jazz but have this idea about a smart toy," someone said in the group
     "Smart Teddy Bear!! Alright start submitting the design to me..... or we make a regular one and also sell add on for kid and for adults 'collector' they say" while smiling
     "Oh!!! like video games? DLC to complete the game hahaha, I like it, sir!!"

     Jazz is a well-known employee but well known for being the worse one there is since he accidentally spilled a cup of coffee inside the computer room deleting hundreds of design that can be back up for a month causes the company his working on half a million dollars for a month and of course, getting fired at the same day.

     After two months while watching the news, the Core-Rap toy Company release a toy around the world before Christmas that he design which is saved in his desktop three months ago. Finding a job after getting fired by a big company and what he did in that company is in the news at the same time, giving him a hard time getting a new job and he might just go Uber... He gets mad since they use his design but also felt guilty at the same time.

    The smart Teddy Bear is a hit since it's the same fluffy and adorable we once love and forgotten by time but when it comes back, it always gets people's attention especially with an added upgrade like today's smartphone. They wait for the right timing to release new features to get everyone's attention making people think that they need to buy it now!

     "This is depressing... Guess I'll go check the toy I designed even I fuck up so bad...to make myself feel good? " Jazz start talking to himself a month ago!

     In the mall, Jazz is looking for the toy since any online shopping app already sold out while some website has this ridiculous price since the demand is high right now and Christmas is around the corner. 

     In a distance, one then three then nine and more people shows up while shouting and running with a sign of distress in their face. Jazz also start to run not knowing what is going on but when he about to reach the exit door, confetti and balloons suddenly pop out everywhere also saying °Congratulations the 184,962nd person that we prank°
     
     "Congratulations sir, may I ask your name??" The lady asks
     "Jazz"
     "You just won $20,000 and is there anything you want to say?"
     "..." Speechless and continue, "awesome but is this a prank also?"
     "Well this is" before she finally finished her sentence a smart Teddy Bear toy start flying towards to the lady's face then a black tentacle-like from the teddy bear starts to strangle the lady and with enough force to pop the head from the body killing her instantly while making everyone to stare, not moving and afraid not knowing about that thing toy is. The smart Teddy Bear then turns its head towards Jazz and the people around the area while it drinks the lady's blood.

     The stuff toy looks normal until the black goo like tentacles start to cover some of the stuff toy's body and a third eye in the forehead(one normal eye and two regular teddy eyes) (almost the same as venom but it doesn't cover the whole body but more like a mech suit for this strange creature)

     Jazz looks around and notices 15 or more smart Teddy Bear crawling in the wall and in the ceiling while jumping on the closest person they can find.

     He immediately runs to safety thinking °what the fuck!!! what the fucking fuck are those!!°

To be continued:

"They're here!!! RUN!!!" the man shouts while a faint sound coming from the alley saying •mama...mama...mama...•

It was all well and good for Ves to consider designing a space knight. He already knew that they sold for quite a decent profit margin for that product or product margin for short as long as they caught on in the market.
Knight mechs were more expensive than other mechs at the same level of specs due to the high cost of armor. The most expensive component of a mech by far was its armor plating. The thicker the armor, the greater the cost.
However, this also allowed mech manufacturers to get away with charging more for knight mechs than say a light skirmisher.
The market expected knight mechs to be more expensive, ergo the mech companies obliged by collectively bumping up their prices despite the stiff competition. Any mech that was cheaper than the predominant price levels were usually sold by small, struggling mech companies.
The danger in maintaining a thin product margin when selling something like a knight mech was that they became immensely vulnerable to fluctuations in the prices of raw materials needed to fabricate the armor system of the mech model.
Because armor factored so hugely in the production cost of a knight mech, a modest fluctuation in price could immediately double or outright wipe out the product margin of a knight mech model on the market!
Any small mech company that tried to sell knight mechs at a margin of five percent or less was really playing with fire!
In short, as long as Ves designed a good space knight that Professor Ventag subsequently elevated to a higher level of performance, it wouldn't be too difficult to introduce his new product at a product margin as high as forty percent!
His silver label Blackbeaks started selling at 65 million credits a piece when they initially came out. With a production cost of around 45 million credits per mech, the Blackbeak's product margin was roughly thirty percent.
This was very high for a mech designed by a new entrant in the mech industry!
If Ves managed to succeed in achieving such a generous product margin with his first original mech design, then he held a sufficient amount of confidence that he could top that for his fourth original mech design.
Of course, the true cost picture of a mech model wasn't as simple as that. Licensing costs, taxes, after-sales services and more all served to muddle up the profits generated from sales.
Even so, starting high was better than starting low.
Right now, Ves made a rough determination of the market demand for space knights. According to Lord Javier, every mech force needed at least a couple to cover for their more vulnerable mechs.
"Space battles aren't my thing, but I've trained for it in case I ever need to jump into the cockpit of a spaceborn mech." The noble stated as he stared down his empty mug of beer. "Still, I've hung around with enough mech pilots to know that every spaceborn mech force needs them. On land, many mech companies can get away without bringing knight mechs because on most battlefield there's sufficient hard cover on land for mechs to take advantage of. Many times, you don't get that luxury in space."
Spaceborn mech forces either had three choices there.
The first choice was that they could take the offensive and hit the enemy so hard and fast that they didn't become exposed to ranged fire. Lancer mechs and light skirmishers came to mind.
The second choice was that they could fight around their much larger carrier vessels. They could take advantage of their huge bulk to shield their more vulnerable mechs from enemy fire.
This was usually considered as a desperation move because carriers served as motherships to any spaceborn mech force. Once a force lost a carrier, they lost the ability to move around a large amount of mechs! They became stuck and shackled in the star system the battle took place!
The third and most sustainable choice was to field a number of defensive space knights. Space knights took advantage of a combination of formidable defensive power with decent mobility in space to offer continuous cover under changing circumstances.
The tactical flexibility they offered turned them into an indispensable mech type for most conventional spaceborn mech troops along with rifleman mechs.
In other words, this was a product category that always sold well and in relative large numbers.
A high and stable sales pattern as well as increased tolerance for higher price margins in the market all led to stiff competition, however. Ves knew that his space knight design must be a truly exceptional piece of work in order to capture even a fraction of a percentage of this huge product category!
While Ves could rely on Professor Ventag's contribution in the joint project to push his design up to that standard, it depended heavily whether Ves could design a compelling mech of sufficient quality.
He had the confidence to design a good mech. But did he have what it takes to design a compelling mech?
It depended on his creativity, imagination, inspiration and passion.
His Blackbeak design did not emerge from a whim. Neither did his Crystal Lord design. He came up with the visions for both mech designs when he became inspired by external influences.
This was the artistic side to mech design. It didn't matter how skilled Ves was in the technical side of his profession. Without a bountiful imagination, he could forget about crafting an exciting concept for his knight mech design.
Ves was not in an inspired mood right now.
He glanced towards Lord Javier who went on to order another mug of beer and decided that he wouldn't gain any inspiration from the man.
"Thanks for answering my questions. I'll be off now."
"Keep me in the loop on your progress, Ves!"
"Will do."
As Ves returned to his cabin on the Lormant Carnival, he began to consider his approach. If he wanted to come up with an inspired concept for his mech, then he needed to stoke his passion somehow.
Thinking back to the past, Ves knew that he would get fired up to design a mech in two different instances.
The first instance would be when he came under intense pressure. This always enabled him to exert his full potential during competitions and design duels when a lot was at stake.
The second instance was when he became inspired by a good story.
In fact, Ves always designed his mechs around stories. Stories enlivened his mechs by breathing life into the images he conjured up in his mind with the Triple Division technique.
Of those instances where Ves made use of stories to enrich the spiritual essence of his designs, none were as effective as using stories that really took place!
"The Crystal Lord design is a shining example of this method!"
In effect, the Crystal Lord was the result of blending reality with imagination. By basing and anchoring the fantasies conjured up by his imagination with real elements, he gave them an easier path towards materializing them closer to reality!
By making use of the spiritual remnants and story of the leader of the miniature race of extinct crystal builders, Ves succeeded in designing his first mech with an X-Factor rated in the B-grade for the very first time!
If Ves wanted to justice to himself, the LMC and Professor Ventag's faith in his ability to design a mech, then he needed to at least match his previous high point in his career. Making use of real individuals and real history would be a good starting point.
"A real story, huh?"
Ves experienced a lot of harrowing adventures and ordeals ever since the war broke out. His time with the Flagrant Vandals left a strong and indelible mark on him, sometimes for the worse but often times for the better.
No matter how mixed he felt about the journey to the Aeon Corona System and the mission to uncover the treasures of the fallen Starlight Megalodon, he was never quite the same when he came back.
He idly chuckled as he sat behind his terminal in his cabin. He hadn't turned it on because he couldn't do much with it anyway with his current authorizations.
While he suffered through many awful situations, it wasn't always bad. He witnessed new wonders, outsmarted several enemies and managed to come back alive with plentiful treasures, the most important of which fixed the many flaws on his hybrid alien physique and improved its overall parameters.
Ves wanted to commemorate his time with the Flagrant Vandals by designing a mech that embodied an aspect of that unforgettable adventure!
"I've witnessed many exciting battles and strange events, but which ones are relevant to space knights or knight mechs?"
Not so much, at least on the top of his head. Ves tried to go over instances related to defensive mechs and only came up with a couple of examples that didn't really inspire him that much.
"Perhaps the most defining moment took place we tried to pass through the Venidse Duchy."
A detachment of the Frosty Meteors of the Venidsan mech legions cornered the Verle Task Force some time after departing from the Detemen System after a successful raid.
What struck Ves the most was that despite their lack of numbers, the heavy-armored mechs of the Frosty Meteors inexorably closed in on the stranded fleet of the Flagrant Vandals!
No matter how much firepower the Vandal mechs unleashed on the Venidsan mechs, the Frosty Meteors endured an incredible amount of damage!
If not for Venerable O'Callahan moving into action and whittling down the incredibly sturdy mechs of the Frosty Meteors one by one, as well as the sacrificial mobbing tactic employed by the Vandals at the end, they might have never been able to survive their escape from the Vesia Kingdom!
The Flagrant Vandals didn't survive this disastrous crisis unscatched. Half of their spaceborn mech pilots lost their lives and even more mechs got wrecked or sustained heavy damage. If not for their subsequent recovery at the Harkensen System, the spaceborn mech contingent of the Flagrant Vandals would have never been able to stand up on their own two feet again!
This story contained a strong emotional attachment to Ves. Yet would it be appropriate for him to use the events of this battle as the basis of his fourth original mech design?
Ves shook his head. "We beat the enemy, but lost almost just as much. A pyrrhic victory is not a victory to be proud of. Besides, the enemy earned all of the glory for their bold and enduring approach."
The Vandals only won that battle because they outnumbered the small detachment of Frosty Meteors and made use of that advantage in the stupidest and most destructive way possible.
He discarded this battle and tried to come up with other memories that cast a better on his experiences.
After fifteen minutes of daydreaming, he suddenly sat up straight in his chair. "Of course! When it comes to showcasing the power of defense, how can I forget about that big lovable lizard!"
The misguided attack of the Sacred Gods of the Eastern Samar Pantheon on the ground forces of the Flagrant Vandals nearly wiped out the latter.
Nobody from the Vandals including Ves ever expected Qilanxo's incredibly strong space barrier to be able to withstand a half a mech regiment's worth of ranged bombardment!
In the end, the Flagrant Vandals cheated and dropped a couple of overloaded power reactors that blew up with the force of a tactical nuclear weapon to overload that ridiculously resilient and enduring space barrier!
Witnessing such an amazing capacity from a primitive exobeast instead of some highly advanced device from the CFA left a strong impression in his mind. Ves' eyes lit up as he realized that this event might serve as a good base for his vision for his space knight!
Even though Qilanxo was a land exobeast and the battle happened firmly on heavy gravity soil, it was the spirit that counted. Ves wanted to draw upon the impression of invincibility and defensive supremacy displayed by the mighty Qilanxo.
Best of all, unlike the earlier example, Ves and the Flagrant Vandals eventually made up with Qilanxo.
How strong would his space knight design become if he became inspired by her example?
"It's not possible for me to implement an actual space barrier as a defensive measure for my upcoming space knight design." Ves conceded.
However, what kind of effect would Ves be able to achieve when he incorporated such a strong phenomenon in the imaginary realm?


Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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When Hue was about to carry the girl, Uoron calmly and leisurely came out of the bushes.

Being reminded that there was somebody else in their midst he took a deep breath and exhaled trying to calm himself. Finally suppressing his earlier feelings, he turned to looked at Uoron.

"Uoron, please carry her things and helped me bring it back. Our house is just below this hill."

He started walking towards the other direction of the red leafed tree even before Uoron could reply. He was carrying the fainted girl in his arms in a princess style. 

Honestly speaking, he didn't care if the stuff was brought back now or not as he can just retrieve it later but remembering that wild animals like foxes sometimes appear here that could destroy her things he asked Uoron instead as his hands were full in carrying Reen alone.

He didn't even he turn back once to see if Uoron was following him or not and just continued walking.

Uoron stared at his retreating back not minding being bossed around. It was a good thing he found out the man's identity before doing anything that he would greatly regret in the end. If it was any other person, he would be battered black and blue [1] by now.

It was not that he was afraid of Hue but he didn't want to risk the relationship that they could form in the future. As he was also trying to relieve his boredom he thus picked up her things such as her glasses, recorder, water bottle and book deciding to just go with the flow for now.

While thinking this way, his eye caught the attractive design on the book. The book was covered in a red sheet with a single puzzle piece symbol in the middle of its cover. There was nothing written on the spine of the book. The book seems to have a lock mechanism upon his assessment but currently it seems to be unlocked. 

"This design... hmmm... " he whispered

He was sure of this description since the sky completely cleared up and the moon was surprisingly bright that night. It was as though the earlier rain specifically showered the scenario.

He wanted to return her things before they truly get out of his site however curiosity ruled over logic, he sat down on the tree root she was previously sitting. He flips the cover and started reading. Only one paragraph was written with a beautiful handwriting.

"For curious seekers reading this book
Turn the next page and take a look
However, a warning I must give
Be cautious and prepare to receive 
The secrets that lies within each word
That will now be unfurled.

- Crimson Puzzle

Mindful of the warning, Uoron still decided and turned the page…


Author's Notes:

[1] A person being covered in bruises

After experience a broken heart and a series of unfortunate events, Reen had remembered everything.  While all this were happening, he came into her life.  Should she forgive and forget everything and live the life she always wanted or should she stay and fulfill her need to be free from her past’s dark constraints? 

Need or want which should she choose...?

Now I am going to listing all the specs of the memo that I have in my hands:

---------Air transportation----------

Stealth Fighter [LJH Swift1]
-Combined Design of F22 Raptor and Northrop Grumman X-47B with 1 pilot.
-Speed of 2.5 Mach (3087 km/h)
-2 vulcan 20mm chain gun and inside the fighter are: 2 JDAM, 4 Slammer and 2 Sidewinder.
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

Passenger plane [LJH AirX1200]
-Design of Airbus A380-800 with 6 crews.
-Speed of 1.5 Mach (1836 km/h)
-Max takeoff weight of 1000 tons.
-1200 passengers in a single class or 800 in 4 classes.
-80X80X30 meters lengthXwingspanXheight
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

Air cargo transportation [LJH Carrier400]
(Antonov An225 design a little bit bigger but with more space and capacity of carry 400 tons)
-Design of Antonov An225 with 10 crews.
-Speed of 1.7 Mach (2080.8 km/h) due to the added turbines and fulled with cargo.
-Max takeoff weight of 1500 tons.
-11000 m^3 of cargo hold.[55X10X20](LengthXWideXheight)
-90X90X40 meters lengthXwingspanXheight
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

Helicopter carrier[LJH Eagle99]
-Combined design of the Mil Mi26, King Stallion and S97 raider with 6 crews.
-Speed of 0.7 Mach (856.8 km/h) and fulled with cargo.
-Max takeoff weight of 150 tons.
-Double principal rotor in top that also can fold to the length of the helicopter.
-1200 m^3 of cargo hold.(LengthXWideXheight)
-40X10X15 meters lengthXWideXheight
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

Fastest helicopter [LJH Falcon]
-Design of the S97 raider but with more aerodinamic design.
-Speed of 0.8 Mach (979.2 km/h)
-Double principal rotor in top that also can fold to the length of the helicopter.
-6 persons on board.
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

Combat helicopter [LJH Vulture]
-Design of the S97 raider but with more aerodinamic design, bigger and with weapons included.
-Speed of 0.6 Mach (734.4 km/h)
-Double principal rotor in top that also can fold to the length of the helicopter.
-Equiped with Advanced Precision Kill Weapon System enhanced by me that have an enhanced version of the FalconBox but with higher distance of scope.
-80 SPEAR(20 for armored vehicles, 30 for blasting area troops and 30 for air vehicles) and a modified XM813 Chain gun of 30mm. 
-8 persons on board.
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

Combat drone [LJH Wasp]
-Design of the Northrop Grumman X-47B but smaller automatic and 2 land pilots.
-Speed of 0.7 Mach (856.8 km/h)
-Altitude 12,000 m with a 24hr of flight.
-Equiped with two (top and bottom) Advanced Precision Kill Weapon System enhanced by me that have an enhanced version of the FalconBox but with higher distance of scope.
-10 SPEAR(3 for armored vehicles, 4 for blasting area troops and 3 for air vehicles).
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

Medical drone [LJH Hornet]
-Combination Design of the Ehang and the Zipline with 2 land pilots.
-Speed of 0.4 Mach (489.6 km/h)
-Altitude 5,000 m with a 12hr of flight.
-Equiped with Advanced Precision Kill Weapon System enhanced by me that have an enhanced version of the FalconBox but with higher distance of scope.
-Set of darts for the pacient to resucitate him in case there's no one near or with common medicine for many sickness or poisons.
-Set of resizable gauze that might wrap and constrict the limb to control the bleeding as well it close at vacuum with medicine for the infection.
-A cabin for one person(The pacient).
-A compartment with a full medical kit that can be parachuted.
-At least a life expectancy of 30 years of continous flight.

------Naval transportation-------

Cargo Boats [LJH Atlas]
-Design of CSCL Globe but bigger and faster.
-A lot of sizes but the biggest have 500x60X16 (LengthxBeamxSummerDraft)
-Maximum Speed 32 knots(59.26 km/h)

Petrol Boats [LJH Titan]
-Design of Knock Nevis but bigger and faster.
-A lot of sizes but the biggest have 500x70X20 (LengthxBeamxSummerDraft)
-Maximum Speed 30 knots(55.56 km/h)

Cruiseship [LJH Poseidon]
-Design of the Symphony of the Seas with 20 decks
-A lot of sizes but the biggest have 400x70X10 (LengthxBeamxSummerDraft)
-Maximum Speed 30 knots(55.56 km/h)
-6,000 passengers at double occupancy up to a maximum capacity of 8,000 passengers, as well as a 2,500-person crew.
-There are 18 decks for guest use, 30 restaurants, 32 pools and 3,600 cabins.
-Water park, a full-size basketball court, ice-skating rink, and two 43-foot rock-climbing walls.
-There is also a 'central park' which contains over 30,000 tropical plants.

Aircraft carrier [LJH SeaLion]
-Design of the USS Gerald R. Ford.
-Maximum Speed 35 knots underwater (64.82 km/h)
-5000 tripulation members
-Radars : AN / SPS-48E 3-D air search radar, AN / SPS-49 (V) 5 2-D air search radar, AN / SPQ-9B objective acquisition radar, 2 AN air traffic control radars / SPN-46, AN / SPN-43B Air Traffic Control 
Radar, AN / SPN-44 Landing Assistance Radar, 4 Mk 91 NSSM guidance systems, 4 Mk 95 radars
-Armament: Sea Sparrow Mk 57 Mod3, RAM RIM-116, CIWS Phalanx
-Aircraft space for more than 80 aircrafts with equipment of 6 catapults and 3 elevators.

Submarine [LJH Shark]
-New design more water dinamic.
-12 needed crew and support more 160 tripulation.
-Anti air torret gun and 30mm chain gun.
-Depth greater than 1000ft
-Speed of 35 knots underwater (64.82 km/h) and 25 knots on the surface.
-12 26-inch torpedo tubes, 60 Nautic SPEAR torpedos and missiles, or 100 mines

Destroyer [LJH Barracuda]
-Design of the Zumwalt.
-Speed of 40 knots(74.08 km/h).
-200 tripulation.
-MK 57 VLS 24 modules, with a total of 100 cells releases 6
-RIM-162 Evolved Sea Sparrow Missile (ESSM) 5 per cell 
-Tactical Tomahawk 2 cell 
-Vertical Launch Anti-Submarine Rocket (ASROC) 2 per cell 
-2 155 mm advanced cannons
-2 Mk 110 57 mm guns (CIGS)
-2 LJH Falcon and 1 LJH Wasp.

Stealth and fast boat [LJH SeaGhost]
-Design of the Ghost of JMS
-Combining a supersonic design on water.
-4 needed crew and support more 16 tripulation.
-Anti air torret gun and 30mm chain gun.
-40 Nautic SPEAR torpedos, automated by sonar and heat sign.

-------Land transportation--------

Fastest automated electric car [LJH Roadster]
-Design of the Tesla Roadster.
-Maximum speed 450 km/h.
-Full bullet proof.

Tank [LJH Bear]
-Combined design of Leopard2A7+ with Karlmann King
-Maximum speed 100 km/h
-Primary weapon: Rheinmetall L55 120 mm caliber barrel with two vulcan chain guns on the sides.
-Secondary weapon: Vulcan chain gun on top.

Armored vehicle [LJH Knight]
-Combined design of Inkas Huron with Karlmann King.
-Diamond design of KK and the size of Inkas Huron with the bottom side in V shape for antimining.
-It also have adjustable-height ram-bumper and the armor cover the tires.
-A lot of holes for shooting from the inside and bigger stacked XNZ01 bulletproof glass.
-Suicide doors and high range radio system
-Vulcan chain gun on top.

Armored carrier [LJH Goliat]
-Combined design of BTR4 with Karlmann King.
-Diamond design of KK and the size of BTR4 with the bottom side in V shape for antimining.
-Armor cover the 4 pair of tires.
-A lot of holes for shooting from the inside and bigger stacked XNZ01 wire mesh stacked bulletproof glass.
-Modified XM813 Chain gun of 30mm top.

Dirt motorcycle [LJH Mole]
-Design of the Honda CRF250X.
-Armor covered all the motorcycle.
-Better shock absorbers and suspension.

Sports motorcycle [LJH Cheetah]
-Design of the D Panigale.
-Armor covered all the motorcycle.

Bomb disposal robot [LJH Hound]
-Design of the MarkV-A1 but with two robotic arms.
-Better motors and more precise movements.
-Heat,night and x-ray vision.
-Shooting device for remote exploting just in case.
-Nitrogen shooting device for freezing electric components.

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I finally make the MBPS (Medical Bracelet Perfect Sensor) with a lot of help of Cortana we program and I make two versions (Metalic and cloth) it uses (XM01 or XNZ01) and sends your data to your galaxy phone, computer and also to the hospital.

Long sleeved uniform made of a soft mesh cloth made of XNZ01, the combat gloves, shelbow, knee, undergarment and neck protectors made of soft mesh cloth made of XNZ01 with a plaque of XM01.

Tactical glasses made of XM01 and XCF01 that have a short lenght work distance of the L/EL rangefinder, medic status of the squad thanks to the MBPS, it also comes by with a visor version that also protects all your head and it has a more enhanced version of the rangefinder. 

Armor Vest called NemeanBA that uses a soft mesh cloth made of XNZ01 that cover a stacked diamond shape of XM01 making it light, comfortable and extremely bullet and knife proof.

Also the boots came with a similar design of the nike shoes of back to the future to hermeticly seal the boot from the exterior it is completely waterproof.

Thanks also to this new materials I change this materials for the weapons in Sig Sauer and also the ammo I design a bullet that when it makes contact with a solid body it shatters in 20 debris parts that damage everything its an enhanced version of the RIP bullet.

What would happen when a pervert and delussional teen passed away meets a pervert ROB in the afterlife and he gives him 5 wishes, but you mix in this messed up situation that they have both a twisted obsession with Korean entertainment and Harem stuff... I know this is just too much.

WARNING- Author is not an English native speaker, jeez please he has problems with his own native language so you have just three options: be patient, deal with it being an editor or FU** OFF, also I am a western guy so I think that I migth going to pissed of some eastern guys there and for that I am sorry I also dont have a lot of knowledge about Korean or Asian culture I am just going to write on the way and If i get something wrong please just leave a comment and I am going to do the best to edit it, Thank you.

Now I have 2 stories of my own in HIATUS I kinda just get lost and if you saw this new story SORRY I kinda handle my own creative writer mind in a deep rollercoaster shit type so please all readers that keeps my stories in their own collections keep them there because I am not the guy that just cant finish is just that sometimes I have the need to write and the time to do it.

Now I am telling you that this story is going to messed up with a lot of you its going to be a huge harem/entertainment/romantic/military deep shit so you were warned.

The next day, Lena was up early to prepare herself for the lunch meeting with Mike Zhao. Knowing that the man was a hungry sexual beast, Lena knew exactly how to play him. She picked up dress out of her vast closet. It was a royal blue, open bust bodycon dress with a backless strap. The bottom was short but not too short. Lena would still be able to sit down and her panties would not be showing.

 However, the dress was perfect, outlining all her curves. And which man can resist a woman's enormous exposure at her front. Lena winked at herself in the mirror. She put on a high, black laced pair of heels. Lena let her hair down with a small amount of curl. Lena put on a layer of nude lipstick but pack a darker red lipstick to use later. 

She still had to go to the office in the morning, she did not want to look too much like a slut. She grabbed a black maxi overcoat to cover herself. She put on sunglasses to cover her heavy eye make-up. 

When she arrived at her office, again, many of the employees stared at her. They knew that their boss was not the same arrogant young lady anymore. Yesterday she looked like a mature businesswoman and today she looked like a hot model. They don't know what other looks their boss can perfect at. Lena did not greet anyone today and just rushed up to her office.

Lena entered her office and finally took off her overcoat. She placed the sunglass in her bag. It was warm today and she was slightly sweating from wearing it. Diane was surprised that Lena was so dressed up today.

"Miss. Shen looks beautiful today. Is that for your lunch date?"

Lena turned her face at Diane. "It's not a date… I am going to war. And if I were to please a man, I would wear my grandma's clothes. And he does not like that, the door is open."

Lena made a joke about grandma's clothes because most older women wear loose, comfortable clothing that covers their body. Diane understood what Lena meant. She gave Lena her paperwork for today and left. 

Lena sat down on her chair and start signing off paperwork. She was approving the production of several projects. Ming Zhao also sent her some reports on the production of Project Crystal. He sent her a contract of their finalize project too, staying her shares in the company.

She finished her coffee and tossed it in the trash. She laid herself back and stretch her arms. Lena accidentally knocked down her pencil holder at the end of the table.

"Aigh.." She pushed her chair back and went on the floor to pick them up. It was hard to pick them considering the tight dress that she was wearing.

Lena heard her office door open but the table was blocking her view. She could see a man's shoe.

"Lena?"

Lena quickly placed the holder back on her desk and popped her heat out from under the table to look at the man.

"Oh..Andy." Lena was surprised to see him. Of all day, he had to come to visit her today… She was not exactly "innocent" today.

Andy walked closer to the desk. "Are you okay?"

'Act! Just pretend!' Lena quickly stood up from the ground. She put her hand on her the back of her and bent her legs a bit, acting like a shy girl. "Ah.. sorry. I dropped my pens."

She pulled down her dress with one hand. "My mom set up a date for me so I am dressed up a bit." She kept her eyes on her desk, avoiding Andy's stare, acting like a cute girl.

Andy cleared his throat. "I think you look pretty."

Lena looked up and saw Andy blushing at her. He rubbed his nose and avoided her eye contact when she looked at him. 'What the… isn't he suppose to like innocent girls?' Lena kept her sweet act though. She smiled at him. She walked out and Andy could clearly see her entire body now. 

Lena walked to her sofas and sat down with her legs crossed.. "Sit. Did you need something?" 

"Ah yes." Andy sat down on the same sofa as her. He handed out a file to her. "Eva wanted to change the diamond on the rings. I hope you have not started working on them yet."

"They are not completed yet so it should be fine. Let me see." Lena moved closer to him and grabbed the file. 

Lena evaluated the changes. Eva did not want three diamond now, she wanted five. And not only that, she added more diamond on Andy's too. Lena frowned.

"Is there something wrong with it?" Andy asked. He was not really into this whole wedding preparation. Eva was out with his mother to go do other things today so he was in charge of telling Lena about the changes.

"You want five diamond on your ring too?" Lena looked at Andy.

Andy moved directly next to her, both of their shoulders touching each other. He looked at the picture and noticed that his design of the rings had five diamonds.

He looked at Lena who was fully focused on the designs. He could smell her light perfume. It was her usual one but somehow, today it smelled really nice. Was she always this pretty?

"Andy?"

"Hmm?" He blinked out of his daze.

"I asked if you want five diamond too."

"What do you think?"

"Well… I think you match with just one. You always like something more simple and too much diamonds will make it too much of distractions for a businessman like you."

"Let's stick with one then."

"Ok."

Lena placed the designs on the table and grabbed a pen. She bent a bit down to marked off the extra diamond and edited the design. A small strand of hair fell down as she leaned forward. She raised her hands to push it behind her ear and went back to editing the design.

Andy saw her move the hair and his eyes followed the hair. It flowed down her smooth long neck and dropped to her side. He gently swallowed. He can see more clearly how big Lena's breasts were as she leaned forward to work on the designs. It was like they were yelling to escape out of her dress.

Why didn't you choose the second male lead instead?! He treats you better?!

They are called the second male leads because they don't get the main female lead. 

But wait... I just got transmigrated as the villainess?! I am bullying the female lead... and everyone hates me?! 

Well, screw you female lead and male lead.. I don't need both of you!

*Looks around* Where is my second male lead? Is it you, you or you? AHH.. just choose the cutest one! 

This is a story about a Lena who has transmigrated to a new body and a parallel like world. 

Her fate is bounded to be the villainess of the story. How can she make herself loveable and find her second male lead when every move she makes, she is fated to cause trouble? 

The world is a different place when everything is not made to go correctly. Will she defy her fate or follow it? Will there be love awaiting her in the end? 

----------------
 

Sneak Peek but edited to hide the guy's name for no spoiling.

She hiccuped. "It's f**ken ugly!" He stared down her head. Lena raised her arm and put her hand in front of it. "Can I touch?"

Without even approving, Lena touched it. First, she poked on it like it was some exotic species, then she gently placed her entire hand on it. He could feel her warm hand on his cold body. It sent a warm tingle throughout his body. 

"Does it hurt?" Lena asked.

"No. Pain is just an emotion in the brain. I might feel it at first, but I already learned how to avoid the pain, hiding it away."

Lena stood up, standing in front of him. "Sorry I was rude. You can see mine too."

"What? I don't want --" 

Lena lifted her shirt up a bit but he grabbed her hands to stop and pulled the shirt back down. "I don't need to see it."

"But, mine's pretty. You need to see it!"

"I really don't want to see it."

"Are you calling it ugly too?! No it's pretty, I promise!"

——————

The picture is from Pinterest... something I just grabbed for covers.

The bullet had unique design engraved on it which was the thing that Leonard was expecting. But the problem was...the design was not what Leonard expected. The design was something unfamiliar. The design was something that he has never seen before. 



"Whoever is behind all this is clever." Leonard said and turned off his phone.


Even after seeing the photo several times Leonard couldn't recognise the design so he called Harriet and asked if she could bring the bullet to the forensic department of agency. 




After a while Harriet was in agency with the bullet. 



"Wear gloves." Harriet said as she passed the bullet to Leonard. 


The result was same. Even when Leonard looked at the bullet from so close he still was unable to understand which agency would engrave only some black holes as their symbol.




"This looks like an ordinary bullet..." Harriet said. 


"Maybe it is..." Leonard said. 


"But how about we scan these unique designs which is engraved and then magnify it in computer?" Harriet said. 


"You can do that?" Leonard asked. 

"Yep." 


After scanning the design she magnified it in computer...but now it even became more confusing. 

"What the hell does BWT stands for?" Leonard said. 

"I don't know..." 




Just when Leonard got out of Harriet's office the electricity went off and he heard a loud scream. 


"What happened?" Leonard came running back to Harriet's office. 


"I am scared of dark...." Harriet said. 

Just when Leonard heard this he turned on his mobile's flashlight. 


"Let's go on the rooftop...my phone's battery is not that much..." He said. 





"Whole city's electricity is out!" Harriet said as the whole city was shining under the dim light of moon and stars. 



"It feels so quiet..." Leonard said. 


"Well yeah...it is...you can feel the wind...." Harriet said.




At this moment there was silence between the two and they both were enjoying the quietness and the wind. But to break this silence Leonard asked "By the way... Can I ask who that guy is from your letter? I can be your wingman you know." 



At this moment her heart was beating fast. She wanted to confess to him so badly but she was afraid that what if he rejects her? She was afraid that her confession can make her lose her friendship with him but still with mustering some courage she asked. "Um Leonard, if a girl who is not from some agency that is against ours...confesses you, would you accept?"


This question confused Leonard but he still answered with a calm expression "I would love to...but I can't." 

"Why? Is it because you think that what happened to your aun.." 

"No, it isn't because of that. You remember William from school?" Leonard asked. 

"Yeah...why?" 

"Do you know how he died?" He asked with a sad expression. 


"In an accident..." 


"No. He did not die in an accident. He died because of me...During a mission, those bastards wanted to hurt me...but I don't know when and how he appeared out of nowhere and pushed me from the spot where the bomb was about to blast... In that bomb blast he died.." Leonard said with his head down as he wanted to cover his tears. 



Harriet went silent until he controlled himself. 


"So, Harriet...Please...Don't love me." 


The moment Harriet heard this sentence she was a little sad and shocked. 



"How did you...?" 


"I was thinking about your letter for quite some time so...I guessed and when I asked the question just now...I saw your expression and I got sure. But Harriet.... There is no place for love in my heart." 


"One incident doesn't mean that every person near you will witness the same thing. And if there is no place for love in heart...would you never marry?" Harriet asked. 

"I would...but if the girl is someone who I am not attached to that much then maybe I won't get hurt that much... I mean yes, if she is in danger I would try to rescue her...but..." 



"I get it...You are letting guilt take over you." Harriet said. 

"It's not like that!" He said. 


"Hmm...I need to go, the electricity is back too. See you tomorrow!" Harriet said and left the rooftop.

Alena, Ally & Sabrina's life changes when they find out that they have been chosen as agents to work for a secret agency. The training starts and the first rule to become agent is to be punctual. 

"Is this usual that she is this careless or she wants the punishment that badly, hmm?" Mike asked.

Hearing this, Huo Jinyao could not help but laugh. "Dad, what are you talking about? Qingsang and I have already registered our marriage," he said. 
"You can still get divorced." Huo Mingguang's eyebrows were furrowed. "I believe the Xu Family won't mind."
"But I will," Huo Jinyao interrupted. "I mind getting divorced. I also care whom I marry."
"Huo Jinyao, don't be so headstrong. Don't forget, your family name is Huo."
"Yes, my family name is Huo." Huo Jinyao nodded and did not deny it. "So, you want to coerce me into this?"
"It's not coercion. I just want to remind you of your responsibilities and obligations as a descendant of the Huo Family."
Huo Mingguang's eyes were sharp and imposing.
"I refuse." Huo Jinyao looked at him. The father and son were alike in height and appearance. They had the same aura.
"Huo Jinyao, you—"
"Don't say anything else." There was a flash of gloom in Huo Jinyao's eyes. "I know what you are trying to say, but I won't listen. I refuse."
Huo Jinyao turned around to go outside. "It seems that I'm not welcome here. I'd better get out your way," he said. 
Before Huo Mingguang could stop him, Huo Jinyao strode out of the house.
…
Shi Mengwan's wedding dress design studio had been open for two years. She designed fancy dresses and wedding dresses. She had a bit of a reputation in the industry. People who knew her said she was a talented designer. Even if she had not become one of the top-tier domestic designers, there were many people who asked her to design wedding dresses. The wedding dress Su Qingsang had worn had been designed by her.
She did not expect that one day Su Peizhen would come to her studio and ask her to design a wedding dress.
Looking at Qiu Yanbo and Su Peizhen in front of her, Shi Mengwan really did not want to take this order.
"Miss Su, Mr. Qiu, do you have any special requirements?"
Su Peizhen wore a cold face and looked very unhappy. In her opinion, they should be asking a top-tier designer in Milan or Paris to design the wedding dress, to match her class. Why did Qiu Yanbo take her to Shi Mengwan?
"Can I order the wedding dresses of the masters in Milan and Paris here?"
Looking at Su Peizhen's proud face, Shi Mengwan fought back the urge to roll her eyes. She said, "Sorry to disappoint you. We only sell wedding dresses designed by myself here."
Su Peizhen didn't even want to sit down. She turned around and looked at Qiu Yanbo. "Yanbo, let's go," she said.
"Take it easy." Qiu Yanbo glanced at Shi Mengwan and put his hands on Su Peizhen's shoulders. "Let her try. If you are satisfied, we can use it. If you are not, we can order another one from Paris or Milan, okay?" 
Su Peizhen did not look like she was very pleased, but she did not object.
Shi Mengwan had to take out a pen and paper. She began to listen to Su Peizhen's requirements.
After getting down everything very "carefully," Shi Mengwan sent the two people away with a false smile on her face. She couldn't help but give Su Qingsang a call when she got back.
Su Qingsang was busy, very busy. Although Qingyuan County was a small county, there were many towns. Their free clinic was supposed to cover each and every town.
They were going to nine towns in twenty days. That meant they were in each town an average of two days. They didn't have much time to rest at all before they had to go to the next town.
Because she was so busy, she kept forgetting about Huo Jinyao.


The young master of the Huo Family was well-known in the Rong City. Having been brought up in a military, political, and business family, he was decisive in dealing with businesses, yet sexually continent as it was said. Nevertheless, he happened to fall in love with an illegitimate daughter. 
The disgraceful illegitimate daughter had been detested by her whole family, but suddenly won the love of the young master of the Huo Family.
Since then, he turned into a “slave” of his wife and pampered her.
Mrs. Huo: “They say I am an illegitimate daughter, and totally out of your league.”
Master Huo: “Who has such a big mouth! I’m gonna sew it up!”
Mrs. Huo started circling on his chest with a finger, “They also say you’ll get tired of me sooner or later.”
Master Huo held his wife into his arms, proving his love to her with practical actions, “Nonsense! My wife’s body is soft and easy to be pushed down to bed, how come I will get tired of you!?”
Mrs. Huo: “Pervert!”

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