Have you ever wondered about God? Have you wondered about who created the universe? Have you wondered why you were created/born? Have you wondered who Jesus Christ is? Have you wondered about what life is? Have you been searching, but don't know what you are searching for? The Bible is what I believe is the Truth for Jesus said, "For God so loved the world in this way: He gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life." -John 3:16



This is not owned by me, but by the Creator of the stars, skies, seas, and everything in and around them.

At the old rundown bookstore at downtown, Lu Meilin, is still arranging the books when she stumbles upon a creepy looking book. Later did she know, a genie came out from it! But its says he's an angel! But seriously?!

Lana drove into the college parking lot and had difficulty finding a place to park her Aston Martin. The party was themed Bad And Boujee — where everyone shows off their money by wearing their most expensive clothing items. The girls drove around the school grounds looking for a vacant space until Lisa pointed out one excitedly.

"Over there! Quick!" She urged.

Their heels clicked on the concrete as they walked to the gym; where the party was being held. Lana was dressed in a simple sparkly two-piece Versace set that exposed her toned stomach and matching Jimmy Choo heels. Lisa was wearing a rose-gold cocktail dress by D & G and Olivia was wearing a white body-hugging play-suit by Gucci. 

"Let's go and get drinks first!" Lisa shouted over the loud music. They walked over to the makeshift bar and ordered their refreshments. The gym was already packed and people seemed to be having a really good time.

"Hie Lana." Tyler came up from behind and she turned around to hug him. 

"Hey, Tyler. You're looking very handsome in your tux." She grinned.

"Yeah you too-I mean you looking nice...it's not that you're not always-" He mumbled nervously.

"Tyler stop! It's okay! I get it!"  She laughed. "I look handsome." They laughed together.

"Want to dance?" He asked as he held out his hand.

"Sure." She put her hand in his and went to the packed dance floor. 

She noticed that he was quite a good dancer and they danced to three more songs before the DJ slowed down the tempo. "Ladies and gentlemen please help me welcome to the stage, Bruno Mars!" The DJ announced and dimmed the lights as Bruno Mars sat at his piano and started to sing.

"Do you want to sit down?" Tyler asked.

"Not really..I kind of like Bruno Mars.." Lana smiled as she put her arms around his neck. "Dance with me?" He nodded and put his arms loosely around her waist.


Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now
Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same
When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down
'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh ooh hoo hoo
Mm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man

"Do you mind if I cut in?" 

"Jordan! What are you doing here?!" Lana sprang back from Tyler as if burned.

"Can I explain this later? Bruno said he can only do three songs and then he's out." 

"I'll see you later," Tyler said and backed off.

"You look beautiful..as always.." Jordan placed his hands on her hips.

"Shut up and dance with me before the song is over." Lana laid her head on his chest as he began to sing for her ears only.

My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, oh
And it haunts me every time I close my eyes

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Mm, too young, too dumb to realize

That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man

Although it hurts
I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Oh, I know I'm probably much too late
To try and apologize for my mistakes
But I just want you to know
I hope he buys you flowers
I hope he holds your hand
Give you all his hours
When he has the chance
Take you to every party
'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man

(Source: LyricFind
When I Was Your Man Bruno Mars lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Downtown Music Publishing)

Lana's heart melted into a puddle of water and before she could over-think it she pulled Jordan's head down and kissed him. He rimmed her lips with his tongue, seeking further entrance and she willingly parted her lips. Their tongues swirled around each other as if getting re-acquainted. She knew this was an overload of PDA but she didn't care who was watching or who saw-she just wanted to fell close to Jordan again.

Bruno Mars started the next song Versace on the Floor and Lana burst out laughing in the middle of the kiss. "You really planned this well, Carter." She giggled.

He smiled and rested his forehead on hers. "I knew it would look good on you. Glad you like it, sweets."

"I wanted to thank you for the outfit of cos and for-coming to my rescue again.." She said as she looped her hands around his neck as the danced.

"Always. I will always be there when you call me baby. No matter what." He replied his gaze intense. 

The conversation was getting too intense so Lana was glad when Treasure came on-along with the lights. There were excited whispers when students began to notice Jordan but the bodyguards kept them at bay. 

Jordan grabbed Lana's hand and twisted her around the dance floor. She loved seeing this side of him-he was so alive, carefree, happy almost. Lisa and Olivia made eye contact with Lana-giving her a thumbs up. 

Give me your, give me your, give me your attention baby (attention baby)
I got to tell you a little something about yourself (self)
You're wonderful, flawless, oh you're a sexy lady (sexy lady)
But you walk around here like you wanna be someone else (else)

Treasure, that is what you are
Honey, you're my golden star
You know you can make my wish come true
If you let me treasure you
If you let me treasure you, oh

Oh oh oh
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl you should be smiling (you should be smiling)
A girl like you should never look so blue (blue)
You're everything I see in my dreams
I wouldn't say that to you if it wasn't true (true)

(Source: LyricFind)
(Treasure lyrics © BMG Rights Management)

When the song was done and Bruno Mars had left Lana decided it was time to put her plan into action. "Let's get out of here Carter."

"You're tired already? The night is still young sweets." Jordan said, with a puzzled look in his blue eyes.

"Jordan take me home." Lana pressed her lips firmly against his to paint a clear picture.

"Okay baby. Let's get you home." His eyes mirrored her need and for once they were on the same page.

A young girl wins a contest that lets her go on tour with her music idol. It's a dream come true but she doesn't know what lies ahead isn't all roses and candy.

Gun-Ho came back to downtown Seattle after completing the interview with Lymondell Dyeon.
"You must be very tired."
Attorney Young-Jin Kim said with a smile.
"I'm okay."
"How's your stomach? Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah, I feel fine today. I guess that walking around downtown yesterday helped."
"That's good."
"Is there any good place we can visit around the area?"
"Let's go to the observation tower—Space Needle—before we fly back to Korea tomorrow."
"Sounds good."
 
Gun-Ho enjoyed the view of Seattle from Space Needle while Attorney Young-Jin Kim was busy with his cell phone.
"You are not looking down at the downtown view? How come you are so busy playing with your cell phone without enjoying the beautiful scenery?"
"I need to talk with someone since I am here in Seattle."
Attorney Young-Jin Kim made a phone call to someone, and then he talked in Korean on the phone for a while; he probably talked with someone in Korea.
"Did you just call someone in Korea?"
"No, this guy is in Seattle right now. He is a friend of mine. He is a professor at the University of Washington."
"Your friend?"
"Yeah. I went to Yale University with him. He is a very smart guy. He said he would come to see me to Sheraton Hotel. Since I came here all the way from Korea, I thought I should at least gave him a call."
"I see."
 
After having the city tour of Seattle, Gun-Ho and Attorney Kim came back to the hotel. Gun-Ho said to Young-Jin,
"You said you are meeting with your friend here, right? You go ahead and have dinner with him. I think I will just have a hamburger or something for dinner today since I am still not feeling perfectly well in my stomach."
"No, you should come with us. Your friend's friend is also your friend. Don't you think?"
"I just wanted you to enjoy the time with your friend. I don't know your friend, and I don't want to ruin your time with him."
"Don't be silly. He is a very pleasant person to be with, and he is easygoing. You will like him. Why don't you go up to your room and take a rest until he gets here? He said he would come here around 7 pm. I will give you a call once he arrives."
"Okay. I will be in my room then."
 
Once he came back to his room, Gun-Ho washed his hands and laid down on the bed. He felt exhausted after the city tour.
He was dozing off when his phone started ringing.
"President Goo? It's me, Young-Jin Kim. My friend is here with me; why don't you come down to the lobby?"
Gun-Ho wiped his face with a wet towel before he went down to the lobby. There was a man standing next to Young-Jin, who was wearing a gold metal frame glasses. He was smiling at Gun-Ho.
"Hey, this is my friend—Soo-Young Han. He is a professor at the University of Washington."
"A pleasure to meet you. I'm Gun-Ho Goo."
"I'm Soo-Young Han. I've heard a lot about you from Young-Jin."
"I'm just a person who is selling stuff."
"I'm just a person who has a good academic degree; that's all I have."
Young-Jin added to it.
"This is so nice, a meeting with a person who is selling things, and a person with an education degree only. Let's go out and have dinner together."
"Sounds good. I know a good place where we can have delicious food at a good price."
"Where is it?"
"It's actually close from here. We can even walk to that place. It's a restaurant specialized in seafood."
Young-Jin and Soo-Young seemed to be having a good time talking and laughing and enjoying each other's company. It had been a while since those two friends got together after all. Gun-Ho just walked heading to the restaurant while following them behind.
 
The seafood restaurant was large, and it was already filled with a lot of people. It wasn't difficult to figure out how popular that restaurant was.
"Wow. The food must be very good here. Their business seems to be doing great."
As Young-Jin commented about the restaurant business, Professor Soo-Young Han added,
"We will have to ask President Goo who is standing next to us. He is an expert in selling stuff."
 
Professor Soo-Young Han ordered king crabs and wine.
"King crab? It must be very pricey."
Professor Soo-Young Han smiled in response to Gun-Ho.
"It's not expensive at all. King crabs are rare in Korea but not in this area. It will cost about the same price as Galbi* in Korea."
"Really?"
"Young-Jin and I are the people with good academic degrees without money. Since you are selling stuff, you must have more money than us. Would you pay for our dinner?"
"Hey, your father was the prime minister of our country. Behave like one who has a politician as a father."
"Exactly. My father was a prime minister, not me. Moreover, he has retired already. Once a prime minister retired, he is just an old man."
"He must have made a lot of money already."
"Nah. He was just a politician without a sense of making money. I asked him once to financially support me because I was living in a tiny apartment with so many roaches. He declined without hesitation."
 
Professor Soo-Young Han was a good talker and a good drinker.
Gun-Ho had a lot of king crabs and wine because of Professor Soo-Young Han.
"Isn't running a business hard these days in Korea? The U.S. is asking to renegotiate FTA."
"The industry I am in is a manufacturing business rather than trading business, so it doesn't really get affected by FTA."
Professor Soo-Young Han continued to talk; he looked at Attorney Young-Jin Kim this time.
"It's not just about Korea. We will see the enormous US-China trade war soon. The book title that I am reading these days is 'Tactics of two groups."
"Two groups refer to the U.S. and China, huh?"
"Of course."
Professor Soo-Young Han took out the book from his bag and handed it to Attorney Young-Jin Kim.
"Is it fun to read?"
"It is. The book was written by a professor at Chicago University. The author used to teach at Fudan University as an exchange professor in Shanghai, China. He explains and describes things in a very realistic way in the book."
"Oh, it sounds interesting. I will have to read that book too."
"Let me take a look at it."
Gun-Ho wanted to see the book. It was all written in English, and Gun-Ho couldn't even read its cover. Gun-Ho took a picture of the book cover instead.
"Why are you taking a picture of the book?"
"I have a publishing company, remember?"
"Oh, that's right. Of course, you are interested in good books for your publishing business. You indeed have a sense of business."
 
While drinking a few glasses of wine, Professor Soo-Young Han kept saying 'nice.'
"This is so nice. Nice to have good friends with me, and nice to have good food as well. Young-Jin, have more king crabs. Once you go back to Korea, it's not going to be easy to eat king crabs again. Eat as much as you want while you can."
"The book you just showed me reminded me of Professor Jien Wang at Zhejiang University."
"Chinese people are good at playing Korean chess too. If the U.S. attacks the king by moving a general, China would defend the king by moving a gun."
"Of course, there are smart people in China. Look at Jien Wang. He is a very smart guy."
"Hahaha. Jien Wang. Of course, he is smart. He is a member of the Financial Service Committee of a province, and a member of the Real Estate Development Committee or something. We need to try harder to establish a stronger economy for our country too."
"Why don't you come back to Korea? And get involved in all sorts of committees related to our economic development, like the Financial Service Committee and the Real Estate Development Committee."
"Hahaha. It's not like I can do all those just because I want to. The politicians who used to participate in a civic group will be heavily involved in those areas."
That reminded Gun-Ho of one of his friends from high school—Min-Ho Kang—who participated in a civic group.
 
Note*
Galbi — Korean grilled beef ribs.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

They went to the publishing company right away. 

Media Factory is quite a famous book publishing company, however, its scale is smaller than the first-tier book publishing company in this country since it is fully focussed on publishing both manga and light novels. 

Haru also had thought to publish a normal book in the future, but for now, he wanted to focus on both manga and light novels and made it the best company that would produce anime, manga, music, and games.

Why is he interested in this business?

Because the market of this business is very big and he also needs the IP (Intellectual Property) of the story in this company. 

Haru knew that the quest in the Group Chat might be related to the work of something in the manga, anime, or even a movie in this world. 

That was why he decided to win the company since he could learn the plot of each story faster than being a consumer. Being able to learn the plot faster meant that he could prepare the quest better before he entered another world for the quest. 

The trip was quite good and the four of them went to the Media Factory since it had officially become his. 

Haru had entered the company before and the employee of the company had also known him since it was also shocking news when they learned that their new boss was very young. However, at the same time, they were relieved since they knew that their boss was a writer and wasn't someone who was clueless in this industry. 

Haru along with Utaha, Seri, and Machida went together and entered the office together before being greeted by the receptionist. They went directly to the meeting room where the executives of this company had gathered together. 

Haru didn't change the personnel of this company that much since the result of this company was quite good, however, he also needed to check them and put his team into the department of finance. 

The executives of the company had gathered in the meeting room and they had been waiting for him for a while, however, they didn't have an annoying expression on their faces since in their opinion this little company was only a toy for Haru. They had also met him a week ago when he went to visit this company and they wouldn't think that he was a high school student. 

"Truth be told, that I'm very satisfied with this company," Haru said. 

Seri, Utaha, and Machida were beside him and didn't say anything. 

"I'll also put my novel in this company too," Haru said. 

They knew about Haru's novel which was known as Sword Art Online and 5 Centimeters per Second since they had also tried to poach him from other companies, however, they didn't expect him to buy this company directly. 

The talk between them was very smooth since everyone was familiar with the publishing book, especially light novels. 

Haru didn't only want this company to publish a light novel, but also an anime, music, and games. He knew that the IP from the company was very valuable, especially those high sales light novels. 

Then he also told them about his website that he had made and wanted them to take care of it. 

His plan had always been to create a video hosting website, however, that website wasn't something similar to a youtube, rather it was more similar to a Twitch, Niconico, or Bilibili.

What is so special about this video hosting website and what makes it different?

Bullet screen.

Haru wrote those words on the board. 

????

Everyone was confused by these words since they weren't familiar with it. 

Haru started to explain about "bullet screen" 

Bullet screens are a feature on video sites that allow real-time comments from viewers to fly across the screen like bullets. 

Haru told them with this feature it would make the viewers on the website think that they were able to talk to each other (which they don't...). 

They were very surprised by this video hosting project and felt that it had good prospects. 

"But it needs a very big server." 

One of the executives who was quite knowledgeable about the internet was quite concerned that the website would crash when there were a lot of people who accessed it. 

"For the server, you don't need to worry since  I own a computing cloud," Haru said. "No matter how many people will access our website, it won't cause a lag or crash." 

"...." 

Everyone was very startled at this moment. 

"Haru-sama, tell me why you have never told me about cloud computing," Seri said with a serious expression. 

"....." Haru blinked his eyes and said, "Let's talk about that matter later since I want to focus on this matter first." 

"Yes." Seri nodded. 

Haru continued with his talk to create the biggest community for animation, games, and music (ACG).

Everyone became more excited the more that they heard it. 

Haru told them how to operate this website along with how to get revenue such as advertisement and subscription. 

The conversation had become quite long and he also talked about a special method for someone to become a member of this website with answered 100 questions that they had prepared. 

For the content, Haru said to use all of the anime that they had made in the company with also inviting a famous dancer, voice actress agency, idol agency, mangaka, and a lot of more while also explaining the benefit of joining their website such as more income and to advertise their new work.

Haru told them to discuss the regulation of the website with themselves along with setting up the price of the subscription. 

The price of the subscription is very important since it can't be too expensive, but it also needs to give them a benefit 

Haru thought for a while and said, "How about 540 yen per month?" 

They thought that it was very cheap to only pay that much each month, but they also thought that it was quite a good price for the subscription. 

If they multiply 540 yen to 10 million people then it means that their income can reach 5.4 billion yen each month. 

It is also possible to become bigger in the future. 

They also didn't need to pay the server since Haru had a cloud computing making the cost of the website less since it was Haru's company. (They need to pay too since it is a different business, but of course, the price is cheaper).

Of course, to attract people to subscribe to their website, they also need to have good content. 

Their talk was quite long, but their eyes were full of spirit and they couldn't wait to set up a new division in this company. 

"The next one, I want to set up a weekly manga magazine," Haru said. 

"...."

10 chapters / week

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He has been reincarnated, he thought that he didn't have a cheat until suddenly he noticed someone invite him on a group chat.

[Do you wish to join Dimensional Chat Group?]

MC: "Accept!"

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"I was confused with two choice, if I want to continue the path of skating or to become a teacher. Until I met that teacher. He encourages me to pursue what I should dream and replaced the emptiness of my heart into a motivated one, from that moment I was able to decide what I should follow." Kirisu smiled.

"Your teacher is really a good person." Hiroto complimented. 

Kirisu nodded, "After he said that to me I was thinking If I could become a teacher like him and that I should be able to do what he was able to do.."

"Then, I became a teacher. In the start I was brimming with passion and dedication to the teachers life." Kirisu smiled again.

"And around that time, a student somehow got close to me. She always asked me for advice about her music since she really wanted to enroll in a music university. I was happy that someone was relying on me back then." Kirisu smile but little by little she was becoming sadder. 

Hiroto noticed the changes but didn't say anything and continued to listen.

"She applied to the school music university but, she failed. I felt sad and confused because I have made her feel livid and motivated but that point of time I realize..I had the wrong idea of what I was doing and wasn't able to understand what 'kindness' really means." Kirisu looked down.

"I thought that a teacher should always guide students and help them what they wanted to become but I was wrong. When I looked at her I saw myself when I was younger, a student that wanted to become a teacher but right now I had took a student to an emotion filled path that becomes her negativity and that made me realize that I cannot become a teacher like him."

"Because of that I didn't have the face to teach there anymore..from then on I focused on the talent of every student they had, if they are talented in a field they want to pursue. Then, I would try to make them realized that it was the best path they have to take.

"..."

"I'm sorry, Kirisu-sensei. I should not ask." Hiroto said

Kirisu shook her head, "It's okay"  he was sad hearing Kirisu's hardship but he couldn't help but say.

"What about the untalented student, sensei. If they don't have any talent on them then what would you do?..."

"I understand that you wanted to help students to their best path, but in the end it comes to the person's ability to work hard, persistence and motivation to one path they wanted to take, should they not have one, it's easy to say that they can easily fail."

"Then, even if they have a minimal amount of talent on one field then I a teacher would focus on that." Kirisu said with a slightly higher voice.

"What if they weren't happy doing it, would you keep teaching them even if they became unhappy about it..."

"..."

"I'm not going to change my mindset, this is how I lived..but I'll take your word as consideration.."

Without knowing they were already at the apartment building and she went upstairs. Kirisu opened the door of her apartment while Hiroto opened his door before he was able to enter, she called him.

"Hiroto-kun… Thank you." Kirisu went inside quickly as she crouched and covered her face with her knees.

'That was really embarrassing….'

-

Hiroto was called by Ao who was the manager and editor of the novel he signed at a publishing company.

He traveled to Akihabara and reached their in just minutes and after getting to the company, he was suddenly surprised.

"Ahh! it's Hiroto-kun, what nice timing come here quick we'll show you.." Ao san energetically said as his bald head had a reflection that can blind one's eyesight 

Hiroto was brought to the meeting room, everyone had a tired look on their face but they all had a smile..

The managerial, every department directors and the president was at the meeting room.

"Everyone, let's clap for our rising star, Tamaki-kun for bringing the company to its better glory!!" the president said.

"And let's clap to ourselves for being busy these past two weeks, we have been tired but it was worth it!, look at the graph of Tamaki-san republishing in just a week and seems like many stores wanted more restock." ome employee had changed the slide on the front to the two week of publishing. The rise was astounding. From the first three days which had 20,000 copies to 50,000 in three days.

"Yes, the books were being emptied after they were restocked. It turned infamous to its popularity due to the first chapters at the website as a "Daring Novel" that was suddenly serialized to a light novel and many had recommended it for others by then this hype already happened. We didn't have the chance to react and can only increase the production….."

"Yes, we need to contact other factories!!"

"Right, and also advertisements!!"

"We need to hype it more to!"

"Everyone had read the next volume right?! This is just the sales for the first one!"

'It's actually this sensational, then what about the few novels I had in my mind.' Hiroto smiled as he looked at the buzzling meeting room.

"Haruhi Suzumiya had already been sold for around 250,000 copies already!"

"That fast!?"

"It's still rising, contact other publishing factories and signed up for the contracts quick!!"

Hiroto had a talk with the publishing president. She had too thank him for choosing her company since he kickstarted the trend for many aspiring authors to sign up to the company.

"Hey, Hiroto-kun.." 

"Do you want to sign up for a full time contract with the company?" 

"Umm, I can't do that."

"So you don't want…" Ao was kind of disappointed. The opportunity just slip by just like that but he doesn't want to have a hostile relationship with Hiroto so he can only accept his decision

"If you change your mind then don't hesitate to join us and we will welcome you open arms." Ao said.

"...Thank you for the offer  but I'm sorry, I don't have plans for now but I would still complete the Haruhi Light novel to its completion." Hiroto smiled while rubbing the back of his head

Hiroto was asked by Ao which surprised him. "Do you have time at saturday."

"What is it Ao-san?"

"It seems that your illustrator wanted to meet you to discuss something"


"Eh? that's okay, I think I can have time for that."


"Then, don't pressure yourself, you two would be the only to meet, he-he you should be happy.."

"Eh, why?" Hiroto asked in confusion

"Because its a girl.." Ao teasingly said

"Is that so.." Hiroto said

"Why not much reaction…"

"I already have a girlfriend, she will kill me if I had expectations." Hiroto raised his hands.

"... youth's act fast this days huh.." Ao only sighed 

"Well, that's to be expected ha.ha" Hiroto dryly laugh.

"Let's have a drink sometime, I could give you advice on your relationship..."

"Eh, but I'm still underage.."

"You just need to drink juice, juice is still a drink, I didn't say about alcohol boya…." Ao pats his shoulder.

- - - -

A sound of party poppers pop in the living room of Hiroto's house. Honoka's house was small so afterwards he had been the one who recommended his house as the party place since he was the only one occupying and it would lessen their money spending rather than scheduling to a restaurant or something. 
Upon seeing his home, Honoka and co. was surprised at the space it occupies. While Maki and Umi felt shy because it was their first time being in a males house and moreover him living alone. With the lead of Umi they had made the party dishes with his consent while he bought the ingredients that was not enough. Until an hour passed they had prepared everything.

A two table connected full of nice smelling food, drinks and confectionery for the girls taste.

"Hiroto-kun/chan, Maki-chan!" Umi and co. said his name at the same time then looked at each other smiling.

"Thank you for helping us." the three of them bowed deeply to Hiroto

"N-no, you don't have to thank us that much ! I just did what was right." Hiroto waved his hand frantically while Maki twirled her hair and did not say anything.

"No! Helping us in training and exercise, Helping Umi-chan to conquer her stage fright and you Maki-chan, Hiroto-kun created that wonderful music for us. Honoka said with a resolute energetic voice and she bent her body to 90 degrees as to thank them. Meanwhile, Umi and Kotori followed up.

Hiroto can only gladly smile, well they were really kind girls that he was happy to help.

"You're welcome.., everyone had already practiced enough to make this live a success right? I hope this live will reach the hearts of the students at our school" Umi and the co. raised their heads to look at Hiroto.

"Yes, we're ready perfect!" Honoka beamed as she enthusiastically said while Umi and Kotori nodded the same. (AN:Lol)

"Un." Kotori said.

"It's thanks to you guys that we didn't have to worry about other things. We just have to focus practicing our dance steps and thanks to the maid training, I was able to lower my fear, now I don't react that much.." Umi said with a composed expression and smiled gratefully.

"Come on, Maki-chan say something to them as well." Hiroto whispered to her ear.

"Why do I have to say something, isn't it your duty?" Maki said in a low voice as she rolled her eyes on him. In a moment of looking at Hiroto's face she surrendered and sighed. She looked at the three that had expectations on their face.

"... well, your welcome..." Maki looks sideways as she crossed her arms.

"..."

'That's just like her..' The trio laughed at her shying away.

"We will definitely show a successful live!" Honoka raised her fist up high, totally determined.

"Yes, will not make our hard work be wasted!" Kotori joined her bandwagon.

"We practiced so hard after all." Umi smiled.

Hiroto nodded, 'They had grown their personality in just a month' he thought and could not help but smile.

'I should record their live performance. It's for the sake of school in the end and they haven't noticed Takeshi's publishing yet?, they might just be that focus on their training.' 

"Then everyone? KANPAI!!" Hiroto raised his glasses, everyone saw his gestures and did the same.

"KANPAI!" Umi and the co. followed up. Maki did the same but had a lower voice.

They started eating the food on the table.

"Karaage really tastes good!, try it Maki-chan!." Hiroto couldn't help but praise the karaage he was eating.

"Eh? Mmm!" Maki was only holding her cup of juice was a bit surprised when she felt a piece of food flew into her mouth that unconsciously opened since he asked so.. 

Hiroto put the karaage inside her mouth using his chopsticks. "It's really good right?"

"Mm!" Maki chewed down the food inside her mouth "indeed delicious, wait! Why did you do that so sudden" Maki followed up while getting flustered a bit.

"If I wait for your approval you will just reject it."

"Aren't that a couple thing." Maki said with a cute low voice.

"Aren't we..?" Hiroto whispered, while he holds her hands not seen by others.

"Idiot, don't say it out loud." Maki whispered while feeling embarrassed. She couldn't help but pinch his waist.

"Since when did you become this close? Hiroto-chan, Maki-chan?" Honoka said, while Hiroto and Maki realized that they had shown them something misleading but it wasn't and was the truth. Hiroto looked at Maki as if waiting for an approval. Maki didn't reply and had look sideways while pouting.

'How should I say this..' Hirot felt troubled. He whispered to Maki what he should say.

"I don't know...it's embarrassing" 

"Eh?, well, actually Maki and I were going out.."

"EH?!?!?!"

"Since when?!"

"It's not!, were no--" 

'Geee' Honoka and Kotori stared at the embarrassed Maki who was shouting already. Until she give up.

"Fine, we're g-going out that's the answer…."

Honoka and Kotori had understood that with their closeness during this week, they had already developed a special connection with each other, it was just a matter of time. They are both happy and not happy with the revelations. 

"I see, congratulations Hiroto-kun, Maki-chan. " Umi smiled.

"Hehe, Thank you very much. Umi-senpai."

Honoka and Kotori look at Umi then look at each other. They only sighed and also congratulate them.

"Thank you everyone"

"Make sure to take care of Maki-chan, or you will regret." Honoka

"Un! Make Maki-chan happy " Kotori 

"!"

"Maki, if hiroto did something that makes you unhappy don't hesitate to speak with me." Umi said smiling seems not a smile.

'That's a warning right, it's a warning right?' Hiroto thought

"Don't say it anymore it's embarrassing.." Maki said while cowering at his back.

'Wow' 

[Ding] A blue translucent floating screen appeared in front of him.

[Hidden Quest Received.]

'So this is what the quest function the system was telling about.' Hiroto nodded, he now knows that the system cannot be seen by others.

[Quest: Hidden
Piano and Vocal :
Perform a duet with Maki and motivate the listeners.
Requirements : 
The music duet must reach the hearts of the
audiences.
Audience needed to be moved : 150 people
Reward: Singing (Master) Skill, 10 XP, Memorization Capsules x 10.]

Hiroto looked at Maki as her shyness stopped when she saw Hiroto very happy that had a smile on her face.

"Your my angel Maki-chan!" Hiroto looked at her eyes and she grip his hand more tightly.

"What are you saying, so suddenly!" Maki felt shy and she looked at the side as Hiroto whispered to her ear.

"Let us show them the song that I taught you last two weeks ago, Maki. I will play the piano and you sing." he said.

'It was supposed to be an emergency thing, if the live isn't successful, it can't be helped if I can motivate them I guess,' he thought.

"Eh!, why?" Maki was kind of surprised by the sudden proposed by Hiroto.

"Let's just do it, there's no need to be shy.." Hiroto straightly said.

"Fine...just this once, okay!" Maki said while not being honest with her answer.

"Why did we practice if we wouldn't perform, well let just show them."

Hiroto prepared his piano while Maki drank some water to clear her throat. Meanwhile, the three was curiously looking at them while whispering at each other. Honoka wasn't able to stop her curious mind.

"What'chu playing Hiroto-chan?" Honoka said.

"To think that you would have something like this." Kotori said with anticipation.

"A duet?, you're training her right?, how did you have time for this."' Umi felt confused, she didn't consider this as training as well. Since she would be singing while he was playing. Hiroto rubbed his head to think of a reason.

Tamaki Hiroto died and got transmigrated to the same guy with the same name in another world. He got a system, but he wants to have fun with his new life from then on.

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"Everyone, this girl is never allowed to breath on anything that has to do with me. Do you understand."

Lin BaiXue spoke so they could all hear. 

"Yes, Empress!"

They answered simultaneously. Smiling she sat on her throne and the three boys crowded around her. The people immediately took out their phones and blacklisted the girl. They knew that when Empress blacklisted someone that person will never be able to stay in any city without getting arrested. That is the power of Empress. 

"Boys."

Lin BaiXue didn't even say a full sentence when their ears perked up and they looked at her like a puppy who finally got attention form its master. 

"Who is the greatest person in the world?"

"You are! You are the most wonderful, amazing, and beautiful person in the world!"

They said in unison. Chuckling she shook her head and said,

"I don't you to come within ten miles of me ever again. Do you understand or do you want me to speak English?" 

Her voice was bone-chilling cold, but it managed to get Jiang LuiWei fired up.  He got up to sit behind her and wrap his arms around her. Feeling Jiang LuiWei's arms around her waist and his face snuggled up against her neck, Lin BaiXue couldn't help but smile. 

"Someone take out the trash."

She said uninterested while running her fingers through Ming ShuoYan's hair. The girl was dragged out of the building and never seen again.  Ming ShuoYan sat at her feet with his head on her lap and Go Tan was sitting on the other side massaging her hands. Ironically they all looked like dogs by their master. (author: I think they took their role of her dogs to seriously.)  The music started again and Lin BaiXue watched her family do what they did best, and that was party.

"Wei, Yan, I want you to sing. I haven't heard you in a long time."

Said Lin BaiXue pushing them a little. They both looked at each other than at her and smiled then ran up to the stage. She was couldn't help but smile as everything went back to the way it was before she left. It was something she thought she would never see again, after all, she thought she would be dead by now. The three of them were known for taking songs and making them switching vocals no matter what song it was, so it wasn't a surprise when they did it. The beat dropped and the whole room was bursting with sound.

Used to be scared of the ocean
'Cause I didn't know how to swim
I took one sip of your potion
Now I'm just divin' right in
I heard your siren's call, it was beautiful
I am drowning, God, please don't save me
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Treasure chest full of your diamonds
I don't mind staying down here
Thought by now I would be dyin'
But your love gives me all my air
I heard your siren's call, it was beautiful
I am drowning, God, please don't save me
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
I heard your sirens call, it was beautiful
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
I never thought that you could be
A underwater symphony, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Source: LyricFind
In Too Deep Why Don't We
Songwriters: Candice Pillay / Ingrid Andress / Jonas Jeberg / Kayla Bonnici / Sean Meier / Troy Johnson
In Too Deep lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group 

The song finished and they were quick to call her to the stage. What happened next shocked them.

Most people play around and say they are crazy, but this girl really is. I would like you to meet the King of the Underworld. When people hear the word king they think a guy and well you would be wrong. Lin DaiYu is a nineteen-year-old devil, ruler of the underworld, and mother. She is the human form of both devil and goddess. She can have everything with the flick of a wrist, however, she is unable to have the one person she wants most. Hu LiWei is the King of the business world, the most sought after man in the world, the only person who can control the devil called Lin DaiYu, and the father of her son. But what happens when she wants all of him and he is determined not to fall in love again even though his body needs her. With people out for her head can she win his heart and keep her son safe? Beware the King of the Underworld does not die easily, but this game called love might just cost her life. ........................................................................................... I do not own this cover. If you know who owns or are the owner and would like me to remove it please leave a comment and I will take it down. This was previously called, The Girl Who Stole My Heart I hope you enjoy it! Thank you!

[Tyler's POV]

I put a scent on my clothes and drove for the party. It took me hardly fifteen minutes to reach that fuckers' house. I got down. As soon as I enter the house. I got showered by the bras. All the girls threw their bras on me. Even my eyes got covered with it. I am wondering if they all are wearing something or they are semi-nude. I tried to take off the bras away from my body. Thankfully they are not nudes.

"Hahaha! let me help you Tyler", Paul struggled to collect those kinds of stuff away from me.

Even one of them was hanging on my ears. He wiped out it.

"Fucking HOT", I watched Abi looking sexy in her wild dress. Her jaws were dropped. Maybe she witnessed the incident. Whenever I caught her off guard she starts ignoring me and chatting with Samantha.

" Hi, Tyler", Olivia greeted me and gave a tight hug that I could feel her boobs.

"Hi Olivia", I reciprocated with her and gave rise to jealousy for Abi. I am one hundred percent sure she is discussing the incident which I gave arise just now.

The music got changed... Bloody Paul doesn't know what he is trying to prove by all this erotic musics.
She likes it when I go downtown
In her body, I can see the definition
You see that work is motivation
I asked her to help me with a mission
May I be filled with satisfaction
I like it when she goes downtown
I ask her to stay here hooked
Baby says to me, I'm interested
If you won't come and stay another round
She likes it when I go downtown
she asks me to stay today strung out
I say uh Mami, I'm interested
If you want I stay for another round
Let me stay for another round.

" Tyler, Can I have a dance with you?", Lexi approached me.

She was looking good but as compare to Abi no one can match her.

"Of course", I agreed. 

I took her hand in my hand and then we started a couple of dance where her one hand was on my shoulder and mine was on her waist. Our fingers got tangled and we got molded as per the rhythm. I got busy dancing however I noted Zen Wesley, the first cousin of Paul approached Abi for a dance. They were dancing well and were talking, laughing together which made me pissed off.

" Excuse me",  I untangled my hands from Lexi.

She looked at me disheartened.

"I got some work need to fix it with Paul", I made an excuse and left from there without peeking at her reaction.

I sat on the couch and were tasting the Jack Daniels. Still, they were dancing and laughing. I felt to punch him, drag Abi towards me and should make an announcement that Abi belongs to me she is my girl keep your buttholes away. But I can't unless and until I am myself make sure whether she is in love with me or not.

The lights were off. It was dark. The spotlight focussed on Olivia standing in the center of the dance floor.

" Tyler, this song is for you", She swirled her head and made an announcement. 

Everybody got departed from their dance partners. I mean "EVERYBODY". The song got played: 
(My body is your party, baby
Nobody's invited but you, baby)

She walked afar towards me. She showed a couple of dance moves.
(I can do it slow now, tell me what you want
Baby, put your phone down, you should turn it off)

 She got close to me and her body was moving with the music. She made eye contact with me which is counted as sexy.
('Cause tonight is going down, tell your boys is going down)

 She sat on my lap, dancing over, then squatting and bending in front of me. She flexibly stretches her legs as high as it goes then she goes backbend on my lap which made a crowd-pleaser moment.
(We in the zone now, don't stop
You can keep your hands on me, touch me right there, rock my body)

 She leaned her upper body forward, with her back arched and her butt up in the air, so I got a hot view of her body. I enjoyed her dance to make Abi jealous, I looked at her she was holding a glass of drink and turned her face away while I was glancing at her. I touched Olivia's face which made her blush. 
(I can't keep my hands off you, your body is my party)

Again, I turned my attention to Abi. She was drinking Corpse Reviver religiously. Everybody got joined in this song except Abi. Later music got stopped and everybody goddamn applauded the dance. My eyes searched for Abi but she got disappeared from the party. I was taking leave but Olivia grabbed my hand.

" Tyler, don't leave early", She requested.

"I am going restroom", I twirled at her.

" But"

"Enough", I slammed her hand and made my way.

I dug the entire house but couldn't found her. I went out to the lawn in search of her. 

" Goddamn", I buried a hand in my hairs.

"TYLER, you ASSHOLE"

I heard a disembodied voice from Abi. I gathered the speed and pursued that voice continuously saying, " Tyler you are Asshole". It was coming from the area near the swimming pool. I watched Abi sitting on the chair, kept her head down on the table staring at the water. The bottle of the beer was sleeping on the table aside from her face. I took my seat.

"Hey, are you upset?" I asked in concern.

She kept mum. 

"Look if you want to release your anger you can release on", I couldn't get a possibility to obtain the sentence. 

Unpredictably, she knocked a glass of beer on my face which was dribbling slowly. I wiped it from the tissue. 

" Happy", I smiled at her.

She got stood up and started running near the pool. I stood up in dismay to catch her. I ran after her and got hold of her.

"Don't run", I hold her hand.

" No catch me if you can", She slammed my hand and ran again towards the entrance of the house.

Is she playing a cop and a thief? Come on.

"Hey wait", I shouted running with strength.

She got a stop near the car. Scrutinizing it with close effect.

" Get in the car", I commanded opening the door.

"No, no, no", She said promptly making me spank her for not obeying me.

My phone got a buzz I answered it.

" Yeah Paul", I asked in scorn.

"Where are you? The party is still on. Why did you leave early", He questioned?

" I got some work so have to take a leave", I answered with no hesitation.

"Give it to me", Abi got her hands waving in the air towards me.

" Shhhh", I silence her and kept a finger on her lips.

"Oh sorry, I disturbed you", Paul apologies to me.

"I want it right now", She started tormenting me again in pulling the phone with her hands.

" Hold on I am giving", I shouted at her.

"Tyler, I am sorry to disturb you. Go ahead with the continuation", He suggested to me.

"Paul wait", I tried to explain myself but he that motherfucker hung up on my face.

I grabbed her hand opened the door and pushed her firmly to the seat of the car.

" Shut up and sit", I banged the car door and made her quite.

I drove the car. I made a call to Sylvester.

"Hey listen just inform Samantha,  I am taking Abi with me cause she fucking drunk. If she got stable till morning I will drop her at her house", I informed him of taking a straight path.

" Okay, but drive safely", He advised me.

In driving, she got successful in annoying me. She turned on the music system in the car. The music played was.
(Open up the safe bitches got a lot to say Pussy on the face better put you on your place)

Fuck my mind How she got to learn such songs which I didn't try to sing in front of the others. She always makes me stunned by her unusual act. She was shaking her shoulder and making her hairs bounce. She was touching my hair making it mess. Laughing at her own act, dwindling her eyes, I paused the music and asked her to behave herself.

"Why you stopped the music?", She started thumping her foot. 

" Slow down don't make a noise and create a fuss for me", I first time requested a girl.

"Okay", She smiled in assurances.

She started touching the stuff kept inside the car like a tissue box, the phone charger, etc. However, I tried my best to stop her but she never listens to me. After two to three minutes, she kept her right leg on the starring I firmly keep her leg down but no never she will going to listen to me. Later she kept not only leg but also kept both her legs on my lap. Oh gosh, I can easily see her flesh which makes me turn on. Her legs were long full polished and creamy. I tried my best to avoid the temptation of her. She was brushing her hairs, her boobs were rosing up with each inhales, she bites her lips, which made me want to suck it vigorously. 

She kept her legs down I stopped the car, unbelt the seat, I pulled her hand towards me, her boobs got bumped onto my chest, I kept my hand on her back head and rubbed my lips on her. Slowly I started sucking her upper lips like an ice candy. I couldn't resist making it more aggressive I parted her lips with the help of my tongue, her tongue tasted like vodka, I declared vodka was my new favorite taste or maybe just anything she tastes like. 

She struggled to push me away but I didn't stop. I made my palm grip more strong without hurting her back head I pulled her more near that her nose was touching to my cheek. I began groaning in the pleasure I wanted her to be on my lap so that I can pull her more close by her waist. I could feel my erection. Her lips were delicious which no one can resist to bite them off. I bite them firmly with both lips. She got pushed me away with all the strength that we got parted.  I was fucking breathless so do she was the same. Her lips got swell and mine got wet.

" I consider that a murder attempt", She said turning her head to the side so she could open her mouth and breath.

That what I call a kiss. The kiss which I was longing for a whole eternity.

Abigail Carton is an 18-year-old college student with excellent grades, friends and a sweet boyfriend. She has always organized the things planned and time outed until she met a Tyler Morrison who changed her life plans completely.




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Mark met the old man, his music mentor, before leaving the island to pursue his career in music. 

They jammed for hours, slow, rising, speeding up to a tempest, melodic, dissonant, powerful, ending in fifty minutes of complete and utter silence. 

At minute fifty-one, the old man closed his eyes, smiling. 

Mark gave the old man a nod, then headed off to the dock. He was riding a boat to where Fred was waiting for him. 

Emily and Carlos were there to see Mark off. Carlos shook Mark's hand, and Emily hugged Mark tight, until Mark had to pat her on her back, letting her know it was time for him to go. Mark carried an electric guitar, an amp, and a suitcase and got on the boat. 

It was really a cruise ship. Mark went to his cabin and looked outside the circle-shaped window, watching the island getting smaller and smaller. He took a nap, with the waves gently rocking him to sleep. 

Ever since his drug binge, Mark's sleep cycle was a complete and utter mess. Sometimes, he would sleep close to twenty four hours, other times he stayed up for two days and two nights. Oddly enough, Mark's energy while he was awake didn't suffer, and his mood was balanced, too. In fact, he was the same fun loving, a little careless, mischievous and friendly young man he always had been. Mark felt lucky he was mentally sound, even after all that. The long sleeps were pleasant, even, and the waking moments were quick tempo-ed and exciting. 

He anticipated every next day, next hour, next minute. Next second. 

It was after midnight. Mark went to a party being thrown on deck. He naturally chatted with the people he bumped into, casual, carefree, lots of laughing. He was sipping on red wine, flirting with every girl that caught his eye, and every girl that eyed him, which were quite a few. Around five. 

Mark danced. He always found movement so natural, and he always felt comfortable in his own skin. He was twirling with girls, joking with the guys, and in four hours, the sun was rising above the waters. 

Mark and a sporty, garrulous girl made out, their hands exploring each other's bodies. It was a memorable morning, for the both of them. But they both knew it wasn't anything serious. 

They were just having fun. 

Mark arrived on the other side. Fred waved at him. What a square, Mark thought, shaking his head. 

Fred asked Mark if he would like his own place, downtown. Mark jumped on the offer. He wasn't about to live at Fred's apartment. Fred chuckled, and he handed Mark the key to a nice studio apartment. 

"What would you like to do as a musician?" asked Fred. 

"I want to play at a jazz club. I was going to walk around downtown and find a spot I like, where the vibe is good." Mark replied. 

"Okay." 

Mark found the place after a week of hopping from one jazz club to the next. He even played in some of the clubs, and he was receiving offers from bands to join as an accompanist, even as a lead, in no time. He found the place, though, on the seventh night. 

The sign was in flickering, blue, neon lights: "The Blue Half-Note". He sat quietly in the back corner, and he listened to a trio- piano, bass, and drums. They were good, and they sounded right to Mark. After the set, he walked up to the men. 

"Hi, name's George." "Hank." "Sam." 

"Hello, I'm Mark. I play electric guitar."

"I know!" George let out. "You're that kid that played at The Midnight Hour. You're good."

"I got a lot to learn." Mark took it easy. 

"Can I play with you guys?"

George, Hank, and Sam all looked at each other, and then looked at Mark. 

"No problemo, kid."

Fred was going to do the thing. Suicide.

Not a pleasant word. Fred liked to call it rage quit. 

He was going to jam a knife into his neck. The type you peel apples with. 

When suddenly!

This ordinary knife was actually something else.

“I cut the strings of fate that bind you mortals to your destiny.”

What the $&@# does that mean. 

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Ye Qingxuan stared at the words and images on the blackboard, spaced out. "Professor, what’s the point of reading all of these ancient texts and trying to understand the world before us? I suddenly don’t understand." Ye Qingxuan questioned, "Why should we spend all this time on learning how to translate everything?"
"To find an explanation," Abraham answered, "To explain things."
"Explain? To be honest, Professor, I really need an explanation now." Ye Qingxuan slumped in his seat and closed his eyes. "Ever since I arrived in Avalon, I always run into things. Some…bad things. Like I suddenly entered a world that belongs to strange creatures. Everything is foreign and I can’t communicate or understand anyone. I don’t even know how to look at the world anymore."
He thought of the wild laughter and hoarse voice, and lowered his head tiredly. "Everything is normal but why does it change at night? Or do I hallucinate during the day and the craziness is the world’s true appearance? Are they wrong or am I?"
His memory had resurfaced, dragging him back to that unlucky day. Werner looked at him with a bloody face. No matter how much pain Werner was in, he still laughed crazily. Contorting his face into a demon, he roared, "All of downtown wants your life! What’s the use of letting me go? You think I’ll let you go just because you didn’t kill me? Don’t be naïve…everyone in downtown wants you!
"You’re innocent? And innocent people can’t die?
"Where do you think we are? This is Avalon!" Suddenly, Werner expanded and turned into a menacing black figure. It raised a bone saw and sliced through corpses, spraying blood. The sky darkened and the fog was there again. An evil spirit chased after Ye Qingxuan like a shadow. The sharp voice echoed in his ears, "Purify, purify, purify…"
He wanted to reason with someone, but there was nothing to reason about. He had just wanted to buy something, but had been chased after for some reason. He had just wanted to help someone, but was almost split apart and purified. This crazy world made no sense…
"I don’t understand, Professor." Ye Qingxuan asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"Yezi, this world is complicated. Sometimes, we need something to help us understand it." Abraham gazed at him. "I often felt confused or scared of things when I was young. This world changes so quickly. Other people’s ideas change quickly too, but I’m too slow and can’t understand them.
"Because of this, I want to find a research method to help me understand these things—to find a solution. At least, you won’t be scared once you understand them."
"Professor, have you found it?" Ye Qingxuan asked, looking up.
Abraham chuckled dryly in response. 
--
Late at night in the basement remodeled as the piano room, sharp notes cut through the air like a chainsaw cutting through metal. It was full of ineffable frustration and unsettling pressure.
A spaced out youth sat before the piano, blankly pressing down on the keys. The rhythm and melody that Charles had emphasized was not there.
"Stop, stop, stop. Yezi, stop." Charles reached out to stop him and shook his head, "Yezi, are you playing piano? It sounds like you’re breaking things…"
Ye Qingxuan stiffly retracted his hand. "I’m sorry. I spaced out."
"I know you’re frustrated, but you can’t keep going on like this." Unsure of what to do, Charles handed him an orange, "Here, eat some fruit and calm down."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, "I just want to find a solution."
"Did you find one?"
"No," Ye Qingxuan huffed in exasperation and slammed down on the keys with an iron fist, "so I need to vent!" The piercing sounds of metal scraping sounded once again, echoing with frustration and anger. This was not music—this was plain fury!
Charles shook his head. Sighing, he left quietly and closed the door. It was better to leave Ye Qingxuan when he was like this. But the cacophony in the still basement resounded endlessly. The sharp melody had an indescribable hopelessness, sending chills down one’s spine.
Tritones appeared continuously like countless people wailing quietly. The music chased away all warmth and sunlight, bringing with it a cold night. In the dark winter night described by the music, aggravation and angst gathered in the sky like black clouds, casting the world into eternal darkness. Every surge in the angry music was like thunder booming across the skies.
Without realizing, Ye Qingxuan began playing the music score carved into his memory, but this time, it was pure venting. He did not worry about the art, did not bother with the notes, and did not think about sensing and controlling the aether. He threw away all concern. Ye Qingxuan was just focused on venting out his anger. Only sharp piano music sounded in the darkness.
The helplessness, confusion. and anger that had built up in his soul over the past few days was all thrown into the lonely music. Like a maniac dancing, he slammed his hand down on anything he could in despair, creating broken sounds. He shattered the silence, shattered all reason, and shattered all restraint.
The irritation and depression in Black Friday was expressed to the extreme in this crazed performance. He had never connected with the anger and…helplessness in the piece before. Confusion was born from the helplessness, and gave birth to trepidation. Frustration grew in it, followed by fury, and finally turned into an explosion of hysteria. But when the music reached its climax, the piercing sounds suddenly lowered.
The broken, angry, manic sounds became weak and soft, like murmuring in one’s ears. It was as if something was brewing in the empty music, sucking away all of its strength and the musician's soul. Ye Qingxuan had not purposely been controlling it, but he fell completely into the performance. He did not even know if he was playing the piece or if the piece was guiding him, leading his mind deeper into the melody. Like peeling a shell, layer by layer, lifting up layer by layer of disguise, he gradually sank into the soft melody. He was completely focused on the meaning of each note and measure.
He began thinking, "What is this piercing yet broken melody trying to express?" Was it anger? Or frustration? Depression? Fear? Resentment towards goals unrealized? Loneliness? Utter despair? No, it was none of that.
In an instant, lightning flashed through his heart, cutting through all confusion, ripping through all questions. For an instant, everything became ‘real.’ Ye Qingxuan flinched, eyes flying open in shock. "Guilt?" 
Yes, it was guilt. It was the ‘pain’ of not having enough time, it was gambling everything to try and save something, and it was the ‘despair’ of failing in the end. It was being forced to disappoint family and friends. It was the ‘helplessness’ of missing an opportunity and never having the chance to make up for it. It was a helpless ‘guilt.’ Guilt, guilt, guilt, guilt…
Throughout the dark music, every note and interval bled with guilt. For a moment, the ‘soul’ of the melody was finally revealed from the plain notes. The melody began changing wildly. Like a pool of still water suddenly rippling, consciousness suddenly glowed from within the shell. This was the life of this dark music piece—it was the ‘soul’ of the melody!
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Charles paced outside the door with a pile of fruits in his arms. He did not know what had happened to his junior during that trip. Ye Qingxuan had changed completely, locking himself up in the basement, making everyone worry over him.
Charles had gone to the backyard of the School of Modifications to get fruit to comfort Ye Qingxuan. He wanted to fill the youth’s stomach and then have a good talk about going to the therapist. But when he finally made up his mind and opened the door, he froze.
The wailing music flowed from behind the door, echoing in his ear. It was alive, like an angry spirit softly singing a heartbreaking song.
Charles was rooted to his spot. The fruit fell to the ground but he did not care. His eyes grew wide, almost popping out of the sockets. What…the heck was this?!
He thought there was something wrong with his ears. Had this guy had locked himself in the basement, banged on the piano while venting, and somehow entered the state that all musicians dreamed of—resonating with the soul of the music?
Ye Qingxuan had gone from a student with no foundation at all to grasping the essence of the music in one step. And a dark piece filled with despair at that?
Features twisting, Charles shut the door carefully, not daring to interrupt whatever Ye Qingxuan was doing. He crept around, picking up the fallen fruits, and returned to the living room. He chewed on a banana blankly, his mind somewhere else.
The girl brushing Old Phil in the corner looked up. Seeing Charles like this, she asked in confusion, "Charles, are you okay? You look like your girlfriend just got kidnapped…"
"Nothing…" Charles mumbled numbly. After a long time, he slapped himself. When he was sure he was not dreaming, he could not help but slap his knee and mutter, "F*ck me!"


Music and aether, an omnipresent element, is the source of all power. Musicians used music scores and alchemy to control the aether and defeated the natural catastrophe Leviathan, saving the world. But more catastrophes are awakening…
However, Ye Qingxuan has a different reason to become a musician—he just wants to find his father and know why his family was exiled.

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