"What the hell!" She pushed me away on my forehead, and the bed caught me. "You're too heavy!" she complains. And then the laughter is with me. "We're going to an exclusive hot spa here and they will provide us with new clothes before the free breakfast," she said. "Where—" "We're in the palace of Plandreas," she responds in advance like she knew my question beforehand. "It's the deal. I've defeated the two snivels and these are their payment, free room, free foods, free clothes, and spa," she brags. But she's holding her hands for some reason. "Thanks to your power, by the way. We made it out from the cursed building and reproved them." "It's your power, not mine." "For the initial escape, yes. But it was purely your power when we escaped that inn. You're stronger than anyone can imagine. That forbidden spell helps a lot. Can you still remember your past?" I tilt my head. "I can't. But I can still remember what happened." "There are left side effects, your body unwraps its
I'm as excited as the kids beside me while watching the city from the raising airship through the glass wall. The neatness, the elegance, of Plandreas is salient in this perspective. I can't imagine how Cormelio lived life from here to a farmer. "We... We're truly levitating." "Seriously, is this your first time to ride an airship?" she asked with her arms folded. I answer, "Yes." "Alright, take your time, child." I laugh at the way she addresses me. And it's acceptable since I've been sticking my nose on the glass wall just to see how high we've got. The kids beside, with their maids guarding them, are jumping in joy. "This isn't just the thrilling view for first-timers," Dandeline adds. "The surface of the clouds, the stars at night, and the moon are the natural attractions for later. You'll love it. Also, airships are the same as cruise ships. Most passengers are the ones who fanned themselves with their paper money. Every night, a ball is held in the ballroom. But I pref
She picked a fascinating view of the sea of clouds where the sun also dominates it with its beam, a perfect place for submerging in fresh air! There's a huge glass wall beneath this long balcony where most passengers are relaxing. I'm leaning my arms on the balustre made in shining brass because she's doing the same. Indeed, she's letting the air swing her hair, and it's happening before my eyes smoothly. However, her sad eyes mix a negative vibe to this soothing moment. "Dan, do you still... love him?" "Of course, I'm over that jerk," she boasts with a daring smirk on her face—which relieves me somehow. "Then what makes you feel degraded?" "The fact that he's happy without any signs of pain after everything ended about us! I want him to be miserable! It can't be that I'm the only one who looks broken! I want mutual lamentation!" "Uuuh, I think you overdosed your eyes with the sight of those two." "It makes me feel replaceable in a snap. How unfair it was to see him dating s
I'm crying without tears. "Acro, why is this so hard?" My voice is shivering while cutting my hair. I only cut an inch from the tips up to my neck, stylize it by pushing backward, and tie it behind. Some strands in front touch my eyebrows and I have to comb them aside which accidentally results in a style. I rub off the cut strands on my skin before I clothe myself again, excluding the coat. "Do I look elegant?" I asked while staring at myself in front of the mirror. And I appreciate the perfect match of my white hair and crystalline eyes. ["No."] Acro determined. She's on the vanity while looking at me. I scratch my neck because of the itchy cut strand. "There's no turning back." ["Unfasten your buttons."] I look at Acro then I look at my shirt, I touch the first button reluctantly. "What? You want me to—" ["Expose your chest."] I left my mouth open for a second. I point a finger at her. "You're a lewd bird." She flaps her wings which signifies impatience. ["I'm your gu
I can't breathe! Dandeline is cuddling me tight for her very first thing in the morning. And it's a bone-breaking trial to push her face with my tiny paws. "Cute morning to you, Hessuel~" she greets like a little girl. I resist no more to maintain that innocence with her. Even though it's teasing, I like it, especially when she rubs my chin. "You look pissed. Did I ruin your sleep? How about this?" ["Dan, I may look like a pup but I'm different from their nature... and... please keep on doing that."] I can't ignore the tickling feeling even if she's treating me inhumanely! She giggles then rubs my head longer. "Hessuel, thanks for the escort last night. I can still remember everything until I feel sleepy. The memory of those insecure looks of ladies makes me laugh!" I had a mini heart attack when she said she remembers everything! When I look at Acro, who's sitting on top of the headboard, she's glaring at me up to my very soul—the bird who knows my dirty secrets. I divert my at
"Why?" When I look at Dandeline, her eyes are enraging even from the sound of her voice. She's looking intently at Matheo while chewing the steaky meat. "I don't have a precise reason. But whatever reason I have, I'd like to keep it to myself. Is that the reason why you came here?" This man isn't informative like we needed. The only information he can't keep from me is the smell of his wolf. But Zaeramil isn't a werewolf just like his father. It could be the same case between me and Cormelio but vice versa. The two of them are looking at me as they wait for the answer. I take the spot. "We're looking for the pond of the Moon's Order Pack. We are hoping to find the direction through the help of your wife... but all we got is bad news. We're sorry to hear that." "The pond? Isn't that the content of fairy tales?" He made a short chuckle. "Why are you looking for it? I don't think I can help you with that." "I see..." Everyone believes the same. But I know it's true! The residues
I kick him away on the chest to force him backward. His toughness and weight reflected on my nerves. He could be mighty. He has a square jawline, a naked upper to display his built body, and black pants matched with black shiny shoes—something not crafted for sparring. I initiated the question, "Who are you?" "Ask that weak man. He knows every single one of us anyway." "You... did that to him?" "I overdid it because of an outburst so..." He shrugs to finish the sentence to purposely mock me. "And what do you want from me then?" "Show me what you got!" He sprints towards me in an instant. He's fast but I can see his movements coming. I sway my leg against him and there's a sudden twist of his attack; he caught my leg instead then hurled me to a burning trunk. He's so mean! The trunk crashed into pieces when I was tossed there, spun around the ground, and my coat was left hanging on the prick of that tree on fire! As I expected, my appearance changed. "Oh, this is you wi
That question is like an answer to my strange feelings lately. Whenever I smell her sweet scent, even the identical, the heat is crawling up to my face. My eyes are excited to see her features. And I feel legitimate lightness in my chest when she's with me. "Uhm... can I have a crush on her?" "Why not?" He made a teasing chuckle. "Ironically, that's not the design. Have you felt the urge that you want her madly?" "Aha, I've never been asked such a blunt question as that!" I fake my laugh to be saved from embarrassment. "It's only natural for werewolves to have those possessive thoughts about the person they're attracted to. That's part of being born wild. That’s the call of mating. But we were created with the same intelligence as humans which makes it possible for the likes of us to act like them. But for us to cleave to humans is neglecting the design of the Moon Goddess. And that leads to a lot of sacrifices." "... just like you?" "Yes. Love makes you break any law, escap