As Misty talked about her doubts about Christine's family, even directing the conversation to how this point alone could be grounds to not believe the suicide thingy, she didn't notice the unnatural darkness that clouded Agatha's expression. The cold glistening of the other girl's eyes also escaped her notice. Misty was not aware, when she had been assuming that Agatha was carefully listening to her, the girl was actually having so many dark thoughts surging in her mind.
The blue-dressed girl didn't know it was all triggered by her reminding her of Christine's father's existence in the world. They said, the first impression lasts... and because of this when people they know for so long suddenly change, it's always been difficult to believe or accept, mainly because of the already rooted impressions. Actually, this was only partially correct and mostly seen if the change is not in line with the first impression. For example, a criminal suddenly becomes a priest.
Outside of a fairly popular family restaurant in front of Blue Ink Publishing, two figures could be seen facing off as they sat at one of the wood-patterned round tables which still belong to the restaurant. Not far from the rows of tables was the cobble-stoned pavement where many people come and go. A busy street crowded with cars and other types of vehicles lie in between their side and that Blue Ink Publishing's tall building.The two, that time, were having a tense discussion. A minute later, however, the man wearing a neat black suit and red patterned necktie sitting in front of the enchantingly beautiful girl in blue and white school uniform suddenly froze in place. He stared dumbly at her as she opened her cherry red lips. The girl didn't break eye contact while speaking with the older gentleman who kept on having that silly expression on his face. Even after the girl finished saying what she wanted to say, that didn't change, and even persisted when he stood up and walked away
Saturday, two days before the new start date of the School Fest. After reading so many books about management and accounting, and trying her best to follow the bald cafe manager's directions on how to manage the cafe and the staffs, Agatha finally heard the system's notification about the skill being updated in her user interface. Even though it received the lowest evaluation rating at the moment, it still meant that her efforts finally paid off and this managerial skill she had been working hard for the whole month was eventually acquired and acknowledged by the system.It was truly something worth celebrating for. After all, gaining skill through this way was really time-consuming but really worth the effort and the feeling of accomplishment should be greater than suddenly having the system award to her. Oddly though, Agatha only glanced at the congratulatory message for a second, without the least change in her expression, before looking away. These days, she
Alina City remained the same. Among her citizens, there were some living their lives in a boring and repetitive manner, while others tread on a wire to survive and see the next day. There were people like Misty, even though not at all saintly, but were still living under the light. There were also those like Agatha who were rapidly getting engulfed by darkness. The point was, things had always been this way and where goodness laid was also where evil hid. It's a mystery why light always has to have a dark side like a shadow.Nonetheless, many things had happened this week. First of all, the same day when Agatha caused someone's death for the first time was when Misty visited Christine's mother who was currently imprisoned in a pure white room with many bright lights. The process had been mentally taxing but from the mouth of the woman who would probably remain there for life, Misty learned that the three most absurd gossips about their family she had heard from
Tonight, Paul suddenly visited and personally started questioning the other party about his trick. He was wary that the lad still has a few left under his sleeve. Well, there was no need to mention that Paul was not only curious as to how Aeron managed to survive his clutches that night. He could not wrapped his head around the idea that a mere high school guy was able to outwit him back there.After all, it goes beyond reasons how Aeron survived his onslaught and bullets. Paul was also curious how did he magically changed his face into another person's. Aeron persistently kept his mouth closed. Paul was honestly amazed by his tenacity. As someone pampered and raised with a golden spoon in his mouth since birth, it was quite admirable to remain tightlipped after all the tortures that left his body in very bad and bloody shape. Paul was also very annoyed though, as the information he was curious of was still not forced out of the kid's lips even after a wee
<System: BBEEEEEEEPPPPPP!!!!!!! IMPORTANT NOTICE!!!!!!! PAY ATTENTION!!!!!!!!> Every immoral host in the world was suddenly startled by the crazy high-pitched sounds made by their system. There was also a video recording that popped up and played right before their eyes. Each host's circumstances were different but no matter what they were doing and where they were, be it in the middle of a business conference, drama shooting or bed exercise, the announcement and the video unceremoniously appeared, taking them by surprise.<System World Announcement: Warning to every immoral host out there! No one is allowed to divulge, in any way or form, the existence of the system to an unknowing third party!> <System World Announcement: For emphasis! Once again, no one is allowed to divulge, in any way, manner, form or whatever, this great system's existence to an unknowing third party!>
Two hours ago, Paul found Agatha in an alarming situation at the condo. By then, she had already been unconscious for more than three hours. He arrived late because he had settled other matters aside from Aeron's. Moreover, the hidden villa was in another city. Also, no one else came to the condo so before Paul, nobody discovered her situation. He didn't like the emotions that consumed him when he was rushing her to the nearby private hospital owned by his family. Despite being used to seeing and smelling blood in his daily life due to various reasons, the experience was still different altogether when he saw the blood pooling around the unconscious body of his girl. Agatha also looked like someone who went through a great deal of suffering. This was because when he initially found her, she was really a sorry sight, with all the bloody face, disheveled hair, unnaturally pale and almost bloodless complexion. This nearly drove him crazy and made him forget his suspicions
"Young master. We really couldn't find who did this to Miss Agatha.""Keep searching. I don't believe we won't be able to rat out whoever made her go blind."Actually, he suddenly remembered the weird video earlier and silently began to doubt whether they would be able to find anything. Nevertheless, his pride wouldn't let him easily give up so he didn't take back his words."We'll do our best then. But, young master. Aren't you going to catch some sleep? It's already past 3 am."Paul heard the worry in his assistant's tone. So he replied,"Later."Then he took a few steps forward and held one of her pale hands. It was strangely cold, and Paul somehow hated it. His gaze went to her face, quietly tracing its details until the bandages on it made him recall something. He turned to the man standing behind him and asked,"Did the doctor tell anything about her eyes? Would she still be able to see? How about an eye transplant
Shortly, the door opened to their unit's floor. She wiped the tears away without removing the dark shades and hastily stormed out. She then entered the condo unit, headed straight to the bedroom and swiftly packed a few sets of clothing into the biggest bag she found there. While at it, she changed her hospital gown into a shirt and pair of jeans. Then after putting on a pair of white rubber shoes, she grabbed her phone and wallet and ran out of the place with the huge bag strapped on her back.<System: Uh-oh? Hey! Don't tell me you're planning to flee from this city or country? Hello, host? Hello, stupid host? Do you still have your brain with you?> Agatha refused to answer the system as she was very angry at it. In fact, she was finding it hard to calm herself whenever she hear its voice and right now, she could barely control herself from madly roaring at it.<System: Oh my main system! Don't tell me you're rea