“Please don’t take this the wrong way, Mies-Oppa…but that Pink Hoddie really looks great on you!….Is there just anything that doesn’t looked good on you?…we tried coats, Jackets, shirts…everything…all the thing that you tried looks absolutely great…”. (Celine)
In the end, we only made a stop at that one boutique for the whole afternoon, the ladies enthusiasm went on for the whole afternoon, we even have our light lunch there, thanks to Park Hye Sung accommodating us the whole time we were in her boutique. Before we left, I naturally bought everything that I test wear, and those which Hwa Young had picked for me, also I bought everything that the ladies chose, which nearly cleans out the whole Boutique stocks, which totalled me for about nearly 200 thousand dollars.
“Of course there’s nothing that looks good on Oppa…Mies Oppa always looks good, but most of th
“Good Night, Hwa Young…<Chup!>..”.[..Now this is new from you…Tucking in a woman that were already yours…instead of going straight into actions..Usually, a drunk woman is in her most vulnerable state, and with her, really liking you…it’s always will be 100% success when you demand sexual intercourse with her…Yet, you didn’t and just tucked her drunken self in her bed…I wonder why~..]. (T.A.S)To T.A.S opinion about why I acted weirdly, I just didn’t want to comment about that, to me it’s just doesn’t feel like it was right, to go straight to the intimate intercourse with Hwa Young in her conditions like that. We are not like that, just like her, me too were also deeply connected emotionally to her, if she loved me, so do I, that is why, if we were going to keep moving forward in this relationship, I rather move forward with her, rather than me taking a
“[The Constructions of our New Building is already in it’s 60% completions stage….But, Mies why the old design?…I don’t mean that it was old per say..but your preference, of the interior is kinda a little bit gloomy…I must say..]”.(Catherine)“I just like it that way…I want the main hall, the first floor…the floor where everyone get into when they set foots inside of Virtue Financial Headquarters to be like that….it would show that we are not the same as any other company on earth…the rest of the part of the building, is up to you…do as you want…but the ground floor…I want it to be the same…100% according to the design….”.Last night I only sleep at 4 in the morning, not because of the cleaning crew but mostly because I were doing Hwa Young laundry and also mine, which compare to her, was only a single clothe
“ERMM~…oh!..my head~…ahh, hangover~..Hwa Young-Ah..why did you always have to drink so much~..Especially the day of your date…..wait…date?…where?….this is my room…how?…”. (Hwa Young)Hwa Young who’s wake up with a splitting head aches and a parched throat, were stunned to remember how she was able to get back from her shopping, then just like a film playing in her head she remembers everything that has happened that led to her, being on the bed right now. She remembers that yesterday, she ran through the street and meeting with Mies, then went to do everything with him the whole day.“Oh NO!..my house!…<TOK!>…Hwa Young-Ah!..you stupid girl…why didn’t you clean your house!…Ahh!…he saw everything last night!!…”. (Hwa Young)Then another waves of memories flooded into her head, especial
With Mies were the one who cleaned all her laundry, and he reacted as if it was a normal thing to do for him, Even if Hwa Young have some other thought that runs through her mind, Such as how embarrassing it is for her, to let her boyfriend were the one who cleaned all her laundry including her many underwear’s. She can’t really get mad at him or even get overly shy with him, Because the other party seems quite unhindered with it.“Oppa..Usually, it was the other way around…a girlfriend were supposed to do all this…cleaning your laundry…cooking your breakfast….but, it seems for us…it was always the other way around…”. (Hwa Young)Probably this is the way that this relationship were going, Hwa Young knew that Mies isn’t like any other man she had ever meet. The way he looks and act, he was always cold to anyone, he acted the way he wanted and stay true to himself, but whe
“How do I say this….which do you want to hear?..the short story or the long and detailed story?…”.Sipping my coffee, I looked straight at Hwa Young at this point of our relationship. I think I was appropriate for Hwa Young to really know a little bit about me, have her take looked and glimpse into my life and history. After all we both were in a relationship, and honestly I myself know the importance of honesty in relationship, I rather she heard everything from me than hearing it the first time from another person mouth. By then if she knows about me and the things that I’ve done, who knows this calming and loving atmosphere between us might disperse into nothing and left me, regrets.“...Which ever Oppa felt comfortable, telling me…I just wanted to listen..”. (Hwa Young)Hwa Young herself knew that the story will be deep, as to where it’s leads and it’s co
To be honest I wanted to tell her everything about my story, but I thought some part of life, sometimes better not to be told, Unless it was trully necessary. My time Working with UN and the Mafia were just too complicated to be told and carefully dissect, not many can accept the things that I have done with opened minded, Because most of the things that I do, were all straight up crime and all for my personal interest. Of Course another reason for it was, if she knows what I’ve done, the will perhaps put her in some danger, who knows if she unintentionally slips, and spoke about it. By then, not only me, but perhaps even her might be in danger.“Oppa~ today, are you going somewhere?…I have to go out in a minute…I have some photo shot for a commercial today…”. (Hwa Young)Hwa Young shouted from inside of her room, I were in the Living room, relaxing on the sofa as I were channel surfing.
Feeling the dread from Mies simple question, Catherine knew that something has gone terribly wrong. Catherine were one of the only person that has known Mies for a very long time, even before Virtue Financial started. For those who knows Mies very well, It was given to understand his traits and behaviour, Most of the time he was a very warm person, even if you joke with him he would just treated you the same. He is not a petty person, he just didn’t mind everything that much, that is just how he is, despite his cold rebuttal and reply, he would listen and didn’t judge you.But Mies has a particular attitude that when he showed them, Those who close to him knows, it wasn’t the time to play around and be wilful before him. There a special tone is so unique to him, that when he asked you a simple questions, it would made you feel like death sickle is placed around your neck, and if you didn’t be honest and acted like a fool, fooling around a
“This is the first time I see you really screwed up..Ran Hyun Ok-Ssi…”. (Bang Dae Jung)Inside of a Limousine, the atmosphere were so suffocating yet not a single person dared to speaks out of turns, nor even wanting to speak a single words aside from Bang Dae Jung who were inside the Limousine, Along with Ran Hyun Ok, with her VKMT team members.It was certainly comes as a shocked to everyone in the Virtue Financial Korea Branch building today. Because all of a sudden, the entire building were cut off the grid. It was the first time ever that this has happened. After that, the entire building were locked down, then seconds passed the entire building were swarmed with Virtue Financial Security department Agents. Which every employee of Virtue Financial affiliates knows, it was the departments that only worked and also the departments that were the only one who had the full control of the entirety of every Virtue Financial
The project would take time—perhaps years—but its impact would begin in weeks.“Once the roads are in place,” Merrica said, entering her chamber with a report in hand, “we’ll be able to move goods faster, respond to crises quicker, and prepare for the second phase: economic zone development.”Helen took the report with a tired, but satisfied smile. “This… this they will see. This they will believe.”“And when they do,” Merrica said, “they’ll follow.”Late that night, as the wind howled against the palace windows, Helen stood in her private study, gazing out at the flickering torches lining the city streets. In her hand was a smooth, curved stone from the first road pile—just a plain stone, but to her, it was the beginning of a foundation.Her fingers closed around it as she whispered to herself, “Let this road lead us to a better kingdom.” And with that, the first steps into a new Hallerus had begun.The throne room had seen war plans, council betrayals, and royal declarations. But on
The ministers eagerly pointed out their favorite places from their student years.“Over there—that café served synthetic ice cream you have to try.”“That’s the district where I first saw a holographic opera.”“This is where I spent hours in the central library—eight floors of pure knowledge.”Helen listened with quiet amusement and growing wonder. These weren’t just stories. This was the future.They stopped first at a shopping promenade, where modern boutiques lined the plaza. Aeternum fashion—streamlined, elegant, tailored for form and comfort—was on full display.Helen tried on a pale blue dress lined with iridescent threads that shifted color slightly under different lighting. She admired herself in the mirror. Regal, yet free. She hadn’t felt this light in years.Merrica chuckled as she twirled slightly. “Careful. You’ll make the palace tailors obsolete.”Next came the Aeternum cuisine district. The aroma of spices, imported meats, baked delicacies and exotic fruit blends filled
Meerkat sipped from his flask; eyes gleaming. “Monster cores alone could offset our collective energy reliance on Aeternum’s hybrid reactors. If those dungeons are stabilized and regulated under UNA protocols, we’re looking at a resource boom.”Angela arched an eyebrow. “All that assumes stability. A kingdom can’t regulate dungeons if they can’t regulate their own court.”“Well,” Meerkat said with a shrug, “that’s what Merrica’s for, isn’t it?”They all laughed lightly—because it was true. The man’s reputation preceded him. Hallerus may have signed with a queen, but Merrica had built the bridge.Kaneda leaned forward. “It’s risky, but it’s a calculated risk. We’re not signing blind loyalty here. We’re watching. Evaluating. But make no mistake—if this works, Hallerus becomes the keystone of continental connectivity.”Redwall drummed his fingers on his knee. “I suppose that’s why we’re here. Not to clap at the signing. But to see if the queen is truly changed.”“She is,” Angela said qui
“And now, a major announcement: With the signing complete, Hallerus Kingdom is formally inducted into the United Nation Alliance as its thirty-first member. This marks a turning point—not only for Hallerus, but for the entire Central Continent.”“The UNA, now composed of thirty-one sovereign nations, officially becomes the largest unified alliance in the world’s history—its reach, economic power, and strategic cooperation unmatched by any prior coalition.”“Following this event, Aeternum has confirmed it will begin a nationwide rollout of its Super Stores, factories, and humanitarian infrastructure in Hallerus territory. In exchange, Hallerus will provide critical resources and cultural integration into the alliance structure.”“Public reaction is already beginning to surface—here in New City, spontaneous celebrations have begun in the multicultural districts where former Hallerians live. Meanwhile, markets across the UNA are surging in response to the stability this alliance signifie
“I don’t forget betrayal easily,” I said. “And Aeternum doesn’t forget pain lightly. What happened between us—it scarred people. People who trusted Hallerus. Soldiers who bled for your freedom. Civilians who saw us pulled out overnight.”“I know,” Helen said. “And I accept the cost.”“But,” I said, letting the word hang before softening my tone, “I do respect accountability.”Her eyes met mine. “Then we start again?”“We do,” I said, extending a hand.She took it. Her grip was firm.“We bury the hatchet,” I added. “But let’s be clear—this is not a return to old friendship. This is a new foundation. One built on lessons learned.”Helen nodded. “Agreed.”Merrica exhaled, satisfied. “It’s what both sides need.”I looked at Helen, voice calm. “You have a second chance now. Few leaders get that. Don’t waste it.”She nodded again, quietly this time. “I won’t.”“Good,” I said. “Because your people need you more than ever. Rule wisely. Rule well. Let this alliance be your legacy.”For the fir
“We’ll export more to Hallerus—especially food. You’ll need it. In return, we’ll import more raw ore and minerals. Your mining sector’s still decent, right?”“It is.”“Then let’s grow that. More volume, more jobs, more imports on both sides.”He beamed. “Thank you, my friend.”I smiled back. “You’ll find I don’t just use the whip.”“A carrot, then?”“Always. A balanced hand is how you keep control. Too much punishment, and you push people away. Too much reward, and they forget who they owe.”Merrica nodded slowly. “You’ve become a real ruler.”I stood, offering my hand again. “I became what this world needed.”He shook it. “And I’ll make sure Hallerus becomes what Aeternum can trust.”We stood in silence for a moment longer. The sound of cheering still floated in faintly from the streets below. Somewhere out there, Queen Helen was being paraded through New City—through a modern marvel built from vision and precision. Through a world she couldn’t have imagined a year ago.And now, she’
“They’re… happy to see us?” she asked, disbelief in her voice.Duke Merrica gave her a half-smile. “Some of them, yes. The others are watching. Judging. As they should.”One young woman in the crowd, her hair wrapped in Aeternum’s signature style, waved a small Hallerus flag and called out, “Welcome back! My family’s from Archenport—we’re with you!”Helen felt a warmth rise in her chest. Her lips curled, hesitant, but sincere. She lifted a gloved hand and waved back.Her ministers behind her smiled with relief. The people hadn’t forgotten them. Or maybe… maybe Aeternum’s citizens were willing to forgive, even if their leaders were not.Still, with each new marvel the city revealed, her pride took another small wound.Digital traffic signs shifted in real-time. Elevated walkways moved gently above the streets. Tall towers bore solar glass and climate control systems beyond her comprehension. Everything was clean. Efficient. Vibrant.Hallerus, by contrast, was still struggling to clear
“But that’s not all,” he said. “We’re not just building stores. We’re buying land.”Elijah’s eyes narrowed. “Land?”Andrea arched a brow. “Personal Aeternum-controlled territory?”“Exactly,” Mies said. “We’ll negotiate the purchase and designation of sovereign Aeternum land within Hallerus. Locations where we will build permanent structures—embassies, farms, factories. Property they can’t touch. Not legally. Not politically.”Andrea crossed her arms. “You want to turn this alliance into territorial leverage.”“I want security,” Mies said. “We trusted them once. And they betrayed us. This time, we own the pieces on the board. If they want access to food and prosperity, they give us something real in return. Soil.”Elijah nodded. “No oversight from their monarchy. No interference. Full extraterritorial jurisdiction.”Mies smiled. “Exactly. We build an Aeternum that lives inside their walls. One they can’t tear down without declaring war.”Andrea added, “And when we build those farms and
“We’re proud Aeternians now,” said one local organizer. “But we remember where we came from. If we can help fix the old home while serving the new one, why not?”In university lecture halls, students debated passionately.“Strategically, re-integrating Hallerus into Aeternum’s economic sphere is a no-brainer,” one economics major argued. “We’ll be able to shape their policies from within.”“But trust is a currency too,” another replied. “If we spend it on the wrong partner again, we might pay more than we think.”In a small park in the east district, a group of Aeternum veterans sat on a bench, medals on their coats, eyes on the screens showing news footage of Andrea’s visit.“You remember that street?” one said, pointing.“I remember clearing it house by house,” another replied. “They cheered us one day. Chased us out the next.”The youngest of them, silent until now, finally spoke.“We gave them peace once. Maybe it’s time to give them a future.”Silence followed. No one disagreed.