"And women like Yunabella Goldrif surely come around midnight. She's not Cinderella, buddy. She's a party girl.""So, are we going to be here until midnight?" Dim-Dim asked, suddenly nervous again."Yeah," muttered Pedro. "We'll be here until she shows up, and when she leaves, I have to be the guy who leaves with her. Or you. One of us.""We need to successfully dig up information from Yunabella, because girls like her are always good at maintaining their image online. Nothing personal ever surfaces except for a deceased husband who left a lot of wills.""I understand," Dim-Dim said. He was the one who initiated the investigation into the founders of Safe City, so he had to stay strong and focused on his goal. He chewed on another fry when suddenly his phone buzzed. A notification from Monstachat.EDEL: Hang in there! I'm on my way!TARA: Is that you? Snacking on fries at the bar tonight?Reading the second message, Dim-Dim immediately looked left and right, and his eyes locked onto T
"Somebody mentioned cold cakes? Oh, I really enjoyed the event at that cake shop," said a woman, and for a moment Dim-Dim, Edel, and Pedro turned towards the voice.Not far from them, Yunabella Goldrif was sipping her drink."Me too. It was inspired by my friend," said Edel, unaware of whom she was talking to."So, why blue? Why not pink, or red, like Valentine's Day usually?" said Yunabella."Well, because I wanted to depict not Valentine's, but something between a frozen heart and cake. I made the cake as delicious as possible hoping sweet food could thaw someone's frozen heart, or at the very least, celebrate with them," said Edel. Then, she covered her mouth momentarily with the back of her hand, hiccuping. "Oops, what am I saying? I think I'm a bit tipsy.""I'll drive you home," said Dim-Dim. He stood up, but Pedro didn't follow him. Pedro didn't even look in his direction."May I buy you a drink, Madam?" Pedro asked, and Dim-Dim blinked.Yunabella smiled at Pedro. "Sure, please
To: Z.I've sent the money. That's the last. I must remind you that if you keep squeezing us, I'll send someone to take care of you, doctor. I didn't ask you to create such a terrible monster! I was drunk that night, and I don't remember agreeing to something as horrible as your offer that night.When Pedro read the email the next day, he didn't seem too concerned about it as a betrayal."She said in the email, she was drunk at the time. So she wasn't really asking Dr. ZA to create monsters," Pedro said while leaning on the counter."While Roamer Rockf clearly stated he didn't ask Dr. ZA to create those monsters," Dim-Dim muttered."Yeah, but maybe after his son's death, he's no longer ambitious to chase money like before," Pedro said.Dim-Dim wondered if now, after spending a night with Yunabella Goldrif, Pedro was no longer neutral and wanted to blame all the founders of Safe City except Goldrif."That's cruel. But I'm sure if that man didn't want to send Dr. ZA money, it means he r
"Wow, you look handsome," said Amma as the girl appeared in front of Dim-Dim's apartment door in the afternoon.Dim-Dim awkwardly chuckled as he ran his fingers through his damp hair, overly gelled. "Yeah, we're meeting your grandfather, right? I have to look neat."Amma stopped in front of Dim-Dim, placing her hands on both of his shoulders. She stared at Dim-Dim's eyes, their faces just inches apart."We're going to investigate my grandfather, right? We'll uncover the truth. I'll help you as best as I can," she said seriously, and Dim-Dim's heart instantly melted."But we'll be meeting your family. In my real form. I'm so nervous," Dim-Dim whispered. The truth of his words reflected in his vulnerable expression. "I want to meet him at my best. I want to show him my best side. I don't expect him to be impressed with me, but at least I hope he isn't worried that I'm the one with you now," Dim-Dim confessed honestly.Amma smiled softly. "Well then, I'll pray for your success," she said
Amma found herself unable to refuse her grandfather's lunch invitation, so she accepted it and they calmly had lunch together for a while.Dim-Dim, for the first time, felt empty. He yearned for justice. He desired justice. But it turned out that so many people benefited from Dr. ZA's created monsters, who requested that monsters be mass-produced, and now he didn't know whom to blame."Perhaps you should let this go and accept it," said Amma. And reluctantly, Dim-Dim agreed to the suggestion.Dr. ZA had already been sentenced to death, and life went on as normal. Venators and Illicitors continued to hunt down the remaining monsters across various parts of the world, and the number of creatures left was now very few. Eventually, the world returned to normal, and becoming a Venator was no longer a job that everyone could achieve.Dim-Dim graduated from college at the end of February, and after that, he quit his job as an Illicitor and started spending more time with his girlfriend, Amma
Here is life if monsters did not exist!Because monsters do not exist, people with superpowers do not exist either. The world goes on as usual....*****Dim-Dim fell in love with the world of veterinary medicine. Okay, maybe he was really nervous the first time he injected a cat, and he hated dissecting frogs, but he did all these sacrifices to learn—Uh, forget all those reasons.The point is, Dim-Dim hated it when he was still a veterinary student. Now he's a doctor, managing his own veterinary clinic. In fact, Dim-Dim's clinic is the greatest veterinary clinic on the entire continent of America! The most severe cases are brought to his examination table.And today, a woman came to bring in a Siberian Husky injured in the woods. The woman was incredibly beautiful, like an angel, if Dim-Dim may exaggerate."May I examine him?" Dim-Dim asked, rolling up his sleeve to his elbow and putting on rubber gloves.The Siberian Husky brought in by the woman to his clinic was covered in blood.
The operation on the Siberian Husky went smoothly. Dim-Dim has helped repair several internal and external wounds. And now, after carefully placing the Siberian Husky in a cage with soft surface, ensuring its head is facing the right direction so the dog can breathe normally even while completely anesthetized, Dim-Dim called the husky's owner.The gorgeous woman answered her phone on the first ring."Hello, doc, how's Eonnie doing?" she asked."The operation went well. Right now, Eonnie is still completely under anesthesia. Could you come pick her up in two hours?" Dim-Dim asked.There were a few seconds of unsettling silence. "Um, doc, can I pick up Eonnie later tonight? There's—there's a little... issue," Amaliah said on the other end of the phone, and Dim-Dim momentarily stroked Eonnie's fur."Okay, sure. The clinic is open until 9 PM. Make sure you come before that," he said. "Though I don't think you need to rush, Miss. Amali—""Amma," Amaliah interrupted, and Dim-Dim sighed."Am
Should I get involved or not?Dim-Dim hesitated.He knew he shouldn't interfere in Amaliah Parenze's affairs, but he detested guys who threatened women, and even more so those who threatened defenseless pets. He was still uncertain when Amma emerged from the bathroom, fragrant and surrounded by steam."The hot water works well, unlike in my apartment," she said with a small laugh. She picked up the sweater and pajama pants Dim-Dim had laid out for her, then went back into the bathroom to change. Returning in the sweater that fit her perfectly and with the pajama pants rolled up to fit, she wrapped her hair in a towel and took a seat across from Dim-Dim at the breakfast bar."Thanks for letting me use your bathroom. You're really kind," Amma said, pouring tea into her cup, taking a sip, and smiling. "Mmm... it smells great, and it's blue. What kind of tea is this?" she asked."It's butterfly pea flower tea from Indonesia," Dim-Dim explained. "A gift from a pen pal who loves traveling."