This was something Einer had experienced many times before, when he was still in his golden age of being the number one entertainer in Dioxatine. People looked at him with a mesmerized look, talking about him from mouth to mouth. Einer felt uncomfortable, but he continued on his way until it stopped when he almost bumped into the Baron coming from the direction of the stairs. "Good evening, sir," greeted the man, "like the night before, should I alarm you?" Einer rotated his eyes in the other direction, understanding what the Baron meant. It was none other than his return after being out for most of the day. "It's quite unfortunate that the lady had time to come home to invite you to have lunch together." Einer spontaneously looked at the Baron, the look in his eyes seemed to say; really? But it was too late, Einer made Chelsea wait and ended up biting her fingers because Einer didn't come home at all after his departure since morning. Well, Einer doesn't feel guilty eith

“That’s wonderful. Chelsea must have grown up to be a good girl because her environment was so perfect,” Einer retorted. “It’s very different from you, isn’t it?” Until the question was asked, Einer was silent and looked at Amelia for a long time. She finally smiled and replied, "Yes. That's why I was wondering why you offered me this job. But I won't let it go." Einer stared at the plate in front of him, the waiters began to move to serve him. He didn't see another chair where Chelsea might sit, so he looked at Amelia. "So, is Chelsea coming to dinner?" he asked, making Amelia stifle the spoon she was already holding. "Gosh, Einer... do you miss your wife already?" asked Amelia, in a humorous tone. But somehow when it was said by her, it sounded like mockery. "I'm just asking... because the one who offered me dinner was Chelsea." "I'm so sad. Does that mean you object to having dinner with me?" "Does it sound like that, ma'am?" "Well, it might. You've even d

Oh no... Einer didn't want to misunderstand or speculate with the origin. But if his guess was correct, was this man named Benjamin bragging about how rich the company he worked for was that even the cafeteria provided an expensive type of coffee?Then what would he gain from telling Einer all that? Did he want to be arrogant in front of Einer because he already knew who Einer really was?Einer stifled a laugh, he averted his face before looking back at Ben who seemed confused by his reaction. This kind of reaction would certainly make an arrogant person confused and ask; why don't you just bow your head instead of laughing?"Mr. Carter...," Einer called out."Yes, sir?""I'm quite impressed about your knowledge of coffee. Of course if you're a coffee enthusiast, you'll definitely know about coffee and its ins and outs in detail...especially if you're a respectable person working for Wood like this." Einer said, he made Ben pause and vaguely showed an uncomfortable look. But this was

Einer didn't know what happened after his last party ended sadly. He woke up in a hospital room two days later, and now he could only look down deeply as he regretted the day the steel troops took away his friend, as well as the girl he liked. Einer, Harvey, and Aromi had sustained injuries that were not trivial after that day. Due to being hit by a pile of debris, Einer and Harvey had a long treatment period; it was calculated that they could only be discharged from the hospital after one week. While Aromi recovered faster and left the hospital after four days of treatment and did not contact Einer at all until today. Einer could understand, he and his two friends were not thinking about anything else that day other than their two friends who were 'kidnapped' by The Mighty. Einer kept thinking about Hailey's fate, seeing what happened to Hailey back then was not something small. Einer saw for himself how Hailey's limp body was dragged like an empty sack, with her head flowing bl

Einer waited for Oscar to put his clothes back on, he went to the entertainers' dressing room and waited there until Oscar came to him.Of course Oscar had to take care of his business with the lady and the club owner, because it would be a bit boring waiting for him alone in the changing room. Einer pulled something out of his pants pocket, a cigarette case with only one cigarette left in it.Not long after, Oscar entered the locker room. He still looked incredulous at Einer's presence, as he still remembered the face that seemed to say he would never step foot into this place again in his life."You surprised me, Einer," he said, holding out his hand - asking for a cigarette donation. Oscar pulled his hand back as Einer showed him the empty box, the last cigarette already on Einer's lips. "I thought you wouldn't come back to this place anymore.""Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to go back to work."Oscar drew a frivolous smile, mocking Einer's words spoken with such conviction. "Re