"What is it, sir? Do you need anything?" Instead of answering Eve's question, Arthur moved forward to get closer. He unwrapped the white pajama towel impatiently, revealing his small body with six-pack muscles on his stomach. The girl thought something bad was going to happen, especially if he took off the long black pants.She ran her clean fingers through her wet hair. Arthur climbed onto the bed, the girl grumbled-- she wanted to get off the bed, but he pulled her back closer first."Sir?" she called half frantically, but Arthur didn't respond. The man's eyes were still staring intently at her, frightening her. Arthur looked like someone who was possessed by a demon spirit like the one he saw in the horror movie Ellania gave him."Arthur...!""ssshhh..." he hissed softly followed by a furrowed brow, asking the girl to be quiet by putting his index finger to his lips. Those cold eyes that she was desperately trying to avoid were now freezing her--for the umpteenth time. She was tran
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
"I control this mind power with my mind, so how am I going to use this power if my mind is muddled under the influence of alcohol?""So if you're drunk, you won't be able to use your power?" Einer asked, he seemed to be new to that fact."It doesn't mean not at all, but a muddled mind will create chaotic control. Instead of lifting this glass, I might end up lifting the table.""Haha," Einer laughed, briefly as he noticed Garden's cold face and restrained himself, "that's funny."Garden just sighed and the food arrived.Garden spoke again after Michelle left."Unlike you who can master several powers, I only have mine. If I'm in an urgent situation and I can't use it, I don't have any other powers that can help me," Garden said, then ate his spaghetti and was mesmerized in the first bite. Einer just smiled at Garden's reaction. "This is delicious."Garden didn't really like flour preparations like spaghetti or pasta, so he rarely ate them and didn't think they were good food. But his
“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
"Gosh, do I look like a ghost in her eyes?" asked Einer, a little annoyed but then he smiled. "If I were a ghost, she wouldn't have helped me. At least she helped me even if it was just for formality." Einer leaned back in his car and waited for Garden. The beauty and luxury of the car amazed him once again, and again questioned this reality that seemed like a dream. "It's amazing, Einer; in one night you went through so many steps, it made you surpass people faster than normal speed. You're very lucky," Einer said, momentarily forgetting his headache as he mused. "It would be great if I used this great opportunity to find mom, I could definitely find her faster." Einer was deep in thought, when suddenly the rain came heavily and without warning. "Oh my, why is it suddenly raining?" Einer panicked, the rainwater seemed to soak his body quickly and when he was about to open the car door, he saw the surroundings were very dry. "What the...?" Einer was stunned, and as he looke
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 became silent and pondered in front of the mirror. "Did I push her hand too hard?" asked Einer, trying to introspect herself and recall what she had done. But all he came back with was a question mark that would only buy more time. Einer also fixed his clothes. He was already prepared with his white shirt and black pants-Today he planned to go to study something that would certainly be useful in the future. Einer opened the door, he went down the stairs and to his surprise-coincidentally he bumped into Chelsea who had also just finished going down the stairs-with probably the same destination as Einer, the dining room. Instant awkwardness was felt as Chelsea immediately averted her gaze and Einer did the same. Einer did not understand why he was doing this, when he should have spoken to Chelsea first and explained what he was doing that night considering Chelsea was now remembering their relationship as a real status. Chelsea must have wondered; why did her husband lo
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