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[CN] Kiro's Unbiased Mirroring Mind's Quest (Part 2)

🌸 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for a date that hasn't been released on the EN server yet! 🌸

[Note: This date was translated with the help of Google Translate]

Note: In order to better engage with this date, please read the main story (Season 1 at least), Clinic Date, and Unconditional Surrender Mind's Quest :>

Read Part 1: HERE

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[PART 4]

MC: I'm home!

MC: Apple Box, you forgot to wipe your feet again! Kiro, help me get the towel, please!

Before Apple Box could run into the house, I grab him and call out into the house.

Kiro: Wait a minute!

After a while, the sound of footsteps begin to grow louder. I lower my head and pick up the scattered fur off of Apple Box and stretch out my hand towards the owner of the footsteps.

MC: Please help me, I can't ever trust Apple Box to wipe his feet... Huh?

I finally find something to be off in my peripheral vision. When I look up, I see Helios' face.

He is dressed in all black and fully armed, as if he is about to go out.

MC: Where are you going...?

Helios: I need to wrap up the BS stuff from the day before yesterday. This'll make it easier to move around.

MC: Oh~ so you're going to be a "bad guy" again.

After that night, I couldn't stop myself from teasing him like this. Sure enough, Helios raises his eyes towards me.

Helios: What sort of "bad guy" would hold a dog and wipe its feet?

Apple Box: Woof!

Apple Box responds as well. Helios holds up its paws and makes an attacking gesture at me.

Helios: If you use that term to tease me again, I will get angry.

MC: Hmph, you can't do anything to me when you're angry. The most outrageous thing that happened was the night before yesterday.

Helios arches his eyebrows a bit after hearing my provocation, as if my retaliation surprised him, and then raises the corners of his mouth.

Helios: Why do I feel... like Miss Chips has gotten a lot more arrogant towards me since that night?

I feel the same way.

After the night, there was indeed a small invisible stone that we both kicked away in tacit agreement.

While there's obviously no change in our dynamic, he seems to be a lot more relaxed than before.

I wipe off Apple Box's last paw and hand him the towel.

MC: Yep, I think a certain someone is satisfied with me as I am now.

MC: Go on~~ Wash the towel before you head out.

Helios: ......

Helios' throat freezes and he narrows his eyes - I have to admit that his current threatening look is indeed a bit more intimidating than Kiro's.

But only a little bit, I internally chastise myself.

We look at each other for about three seconds. Helios obediently takes the towel and goes into the bathroom to clean it.

He rinses out the water and turns around to glare at me.

Helios: I will find a way to "pacify" you.

MC: Yeah, okay~ But before you pacify me, don't forget to kiss me when you go out.

I naturally pucker my lips at him and Helios leans down. Just as our breaths are about to merge, he suddenly steps away.

Helios: ....It's time for the bad guy to go.

A chuckle passes by my ears, and the person in front of me quickly slips out the door. I am left momentarily stunned.

MC: KI! RO!!!

-

Is it possible that that night turned on some strange switch between us?

After Helios leaves, I lay on the sofa and watch TV absentmindedly, replaying the experiences from the past few days in my mind.

It constantly feels like we've gone from accommodating each other to competing with each other.

But this change of dynamic isn't annoying, but more...

MC: ...Tantalizing?

I can't help but cover my face after muttering that word and toss around a couple of times on the sofa.

The cell phone besides me suddenly vibrates twice, and Kiro's text message pops up.

I open the page and find a review link for a private club and a newly opened arcade.

Kiro: Which one do you want to go to?

MC: Are you done?

Kiro: Not yet, I'm currently beating someone up and texting you with one hand.

MC: ?? Kiro, why are you using force to solve things again?

Kiro: Under special circumstances, would you like me to give you a voice call for you to listen to?

Before I can reply, I get his incoming voice call.

MC: ....!

I subconsciously press the connect button and carefully hold the phone away.

??: Boss, what you're doing is completely contrary to our philosophy. Now...

What comes from the receiver isn't a horrifying scream, but an impassioned male voice speaking. I can't help but let out a sigh.

Helios: Did you hear that?

MC: Are you... in a meeting?

Helios' muffled laughter overwhelms the man's voice and reaches my ears.

Helios: Uh-uh. It's been going on for almost two hours.

MC: Then you lied to me about beating someone up!

Helios: I am beating them up.

Helios: Every time I hold a meeting, nothing comes from it except for intrigue, rhetoric and slogans. I beat them all up a hundred times in my mind.

MC: Pfft--

Helios doesn't even lower his voice when he says this. I can clearly hear the choking of a male voice, along with a low laugh coming from the side (A/n: Obviously Hephaestus, HAHA).

??: No one ever takes calls from outsiders at BS meetings. Helios, don't go too far!

Helios: Really? Then I'll be the first.

Helios: Also, the person on the phone is no outsider. Isn't that right, Queen?

Hearing his nervous and cold tone, all I can do is think about how funny and cute he was being, and I'm unable to keep myself from singing along with him.

MC: That's right, how can I be considered an outsider!

Helios: So, how does the "wife" think I should retort to that gentleman just now?

MC: There's nothing to refute. You're the Boss, let him listen to you!

Helios: Okay. [To the others] Queen says she wants you all to listen to me, so shut up.

Helios: [back to MC] Is there something else you wish to convey?

MC: Get off work quickly. A two-hour meeting is already long enough!

Helios: No problem, it'll be over now.

Helios: Don't forget to choose a date location for me.

After hanging up the phone, I carefully look at the two links he sent and send him a reply.

MC: Let's go to the arcade.

-

Even after I arrive at the arcade, my mind is still preoccupied with that phone call from earlier.

The fact is that Kiro rarely ever engages in such provocative high-profile things. He's always had the habit of shouldering responsibility alone first, and then asking me for my opinion.

As long as I show the slightest bit of hesitation or trepidation, he would retreat back to the safest boundary.

And now, when he gives orders to those people without warning, he keeps reminding me of the confession he made while holding my hand on the airship. (Reference to Unconditional Surrender Mind's Quest :>)

The same bravery, the same fearlessness.

I suddenly understand all the love scenes in those third-rate novels and tv shows that I often scorned.

--Turns out that this is really exciting!

I cough and try hard to control my expression so as to not let passers-by notice my mood being on a high.

I feel inexplicably good, and the wait is no longer as boring.

I put in coins and play for a while, but unfortunately I get nothing. So I send a message to Kiro.

MC: I clawed a bunch of air. Waiting for Master Kiro to come and help~

Three minutes later, I send a second message.

MC: This video arcade just opened. There are very few people...

After another five minutes, I sent a third message.

MC: I just took a look at the traffic conditions. Seems like there's a traffic jam. You don't need to worry~

Another ten minutes pass by... Kiro doesn't reply to single message.

Those high-strung emotions begin to ebb, and I become increasingly anxious about waiting. My thoughts involuntarily wander--

Besides the meeting today, did he have anything else to do?

But he was injured before, so he shouldn't be going overboard, he...

I lean against the claw machine. After ten minutes pass after the agreed upon time, unable to hold myself back any longer, I press the call button.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[Memory Silhouette]

In the massive conference hall, the stagnant atmosphere slowly fills the air.

Hephaestus: It's "just" a laboratory for marginal projects, so shut it down and sell it as soon as possible? How generous of you guys.

BS Member: It's not you who invested money and manpower into it. There are many people eyeing this piece of meat, all competing with us.

BS Member: Why not let them have this small profit and use the money to do more profitable business? Wouldn't it be better to support the long-term development of BS?

Hephaestus: What kind of business is so profitable? It wouldn't "happen" to be covered by your industry again, would it?

As soon he finishes speaking, the man throws the document down and turns to Helios like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

Everyone's eyes are instantly focused on the person in charge.

Helios casually leans back in his chair, twirling his dagger in one hand. His cold eyes do not even focus on the man.

He has long grown tired of these boring conflicts of interest.

Helios: I have nothing to say.

BS Member: That... why?

Helios: Too much nonsense and no focus.

Helios: I don't care what sort of blueprint you have. If you don't have anything practical to say, it's better to keep your mouth shut.

As he speaks, he hooks his dagger with his fingertips and slowly places it on the table. Then he raises his gaze and glances at the man coldly.

Helios: Otherwise, no matter how passionate your tone is, it'll just be an incompetent excuse.

The air becomes quiet, and he vaguely hears the members of BS taking a breath.

BS Member: Understood, I will report a more elaborate plan right now.

An impassioned report sounds again in the conference hall. Unfortunately, the part that implied interests is mixed with too much uncertainty. Helios almost hears through one ear and out the other.

He misses her voice a little.

He taps on his cell phone to send a message to MC, and after receiving a satisfactory response, he directly gives her a call.

BS Member: So you see, Boss--

Helios: Rejected.

BS Member: Boss, what you are doing is completely contrary to our philosophy. Now...

The call connects, and the girl's voice drowns out the man's noisy retort.

Helios: Did you hear that?

Helios can't stop himself from curling his lips when he hears MC respond. Compared to the obscure noises of the meeting, her voice is as clean as a clear spring.

Helios: Every time I hold a meeting, nothing comes from it except for intrigue, rhetoric and slogans. I beat them all up a hundred times in my mind.

The report immediately stops. From the corner of his eyes, he can tell that everyone in the conference hall is obviously shaken. Even Hestia has stopped recording, and Hephaestus can't help but laugh.

The boring meeting reaches its climax, leaving him very staisfied.

So the two of them continue to tacitly sing along, cutting off the meeting in time before it turned into a farce of mutual criticism.

Helios: Okay. Queen says she wants you all to listen to me, so shut up.

Of course, the consequences of making such shocking remarks are subject to a lot of discussion, bringing rise to new topics in the conference hall. Phrases such as "out of line" and "arrogant" are often heard from time to time.

Out of line? All he wants is to be out of line.

Helios nonchalantly holds his phone to his ear, seeming to appear particularly attentive.

Helios: Don't forget to choose a date location for me.

Everyone: ......

This sentence successfully puts an end to the final discussion. Only Hephaestus is unaffected by the uncomfortable atmosphere and shows a mischievous smile.

After hanging up the phone, Helios stands up under everyone's astonished gazes, passes the person giving the report, walks through the extra large conference table and heads straight for the door.

When he passes by Hephaestus, he casually mentions.

Helios: Give me the minutes of the meeting later. If you don't see a breakthrough, break it yourself.

That one sentence makes his position clear. Hephaestus nods, but some members speak up anxiously from behind him.

BS Member: But it's best to have the Boss in charge of the meetings... Are you in a hurry?

Helios doesn't stop, he opens the door and walks out. Only a cold and arrogant voice sounds from afar.

Helios: I'm going on a date.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[PART 5]

Beep-- beep--

The long busy tone strikes my eardrums again and again. As soon as the call finally connects, I speak hurriedly.

MC: Kiro, where are you right now? Why haven't you replied to any of my texts?

As soon as blurt out those words, I realize how off they sounded. After all, it's not like I waited long, so I quickly add on.

MC: I don't mean to rush you, but I'm afraid something might have happened to you on the way...

Helios: Why did Kiro's and Miss Chips' calls become about us worrying about each other again?

Helios interrupts my confession, his voice rising with obvious laughter.

Helios: Well, Obviously the way you spoke to Helios before made you seem very domineering. If I didn't know better, I would've thought there were two Miss Chips switching back and forth.

MC: I...

I am left speechless for a moment. After being treated like this by him, I seem to find that I have some "deferential treatment".

While I feel a little guilty, I can't help but be harsh.

MC: I'm not that sophisticated... I was obviously talking to Kiro, okay?

MC: Do you prefer me when I speak rudely?

Helios: I like your frankness.

He gives me a very straightforward answer.

Helios: Remember what I told you before? That I was worried I didn't give you enough security? (Reference to Unconditional Surrender)

MC: Mm, of course I remember.

He and I have been groping for a solution to this problem, and now, I have a vague feeling that we are close to finding it.

Helios: When you make requests and frankly express your emotions to me, I feel like you're giving all of yourself to me.

Helios: The good, the bad...

Helios: And me taking over all of this is what Kiro really wants to do.

Helios: So tell me, what are your true first thoughts that you want to convey to me?

MC: I....

You can be willful, you can be less scrupulous, and give yourself entirely to him.

I take a deep breath and purse my lips.

MC: I think it's annoying that Kiro hasn't replied to my messages for a long time. I'm growing impatient waiting!

MC: You should explain yourself to me immediately and coax me!

Helios: Hahahahahaha!

Unbridled laughter resounds from the other side. A long time passes before he stops, but his voice is still lilting.

Helios: You're really bad-tempered. That's nice.

Helios: Well... I originally skipped the meeting and wanted to rush over to meet you, but as soon as I got in the car, I was stopped by someone careless.

Helios: However I did follow your instruction and avoided using force myself. Instead I used the power of being the Boss to send them away.

Helios: The atmosphere was so tense at the time that I didn't pay attention to my phone for a moment. So I missed the messages you sent.

Abrupt music mixes into the receiver, accompanying his explanation, as if he was quickly walking through a noisy hallway.

Helios: Fortunately, I didn't miss your call.

Helios: And that concludes my report. Are you satisfied or dissatisfied with it, Miss MC?

MC: So-so.

I hum twice, already sweet and sour bubbles floating around in my heart.

MC: Now it's your turn. After all, you caught on to my feelings, and I need to take care of you.

MC: Kiro, what are your first thoughts?

Helios: Mine?

The sound of the music is clear, and it gradually overlaps with the tune coming from the game console next to me.

I'm not left with much time to put down my phone by the time that familiar breath approaches me.

Helios: When I went out, I still owed you a kiss.

Helios: It's time I made up for it.

A hand covers my eyes.

The shallow pecks have Kiro's taste, but as his entanglement deepens, it gradually turns into a more sensational request.

He ensnares me, trapping me between the machine and his arms, leaving me unable to retreat. All I can do is make do within this square inch of space.

--This isn't the way to kiss when out in public.

My fingers are a little weak and I can hardly hold the phone, so I give up struggling and grab his collar.

Leather, unfamiliar, not a style he often wears.

My covered sight makes it impossible for me to distinguish whether the one kissing me was the golden one or the silver one.

But no matter which one it is, it is Kiro who I love.

At some point, the music above my head has changed, and it seems like a century passes before he lets go of my lips.

With my sight clear, I see Helios' face.

I lick my moist lips, and when I speak, my voice sounds so hoarse that it surprises me.

MC: That... was not your first thought.

Helios: What was?

MC: That you owed me.

No hesitation. I have nothing to worry about around him. I repeat this silently in my mind and grab his collar a little harder.

MC: ...You didn't change back to Kiro's appearance. Is it to make dating easier?

Helios: No.

Helios stares at me, his eyes full of calm.

Helios: I feel that both Kiro and Helios belong to me, so I can show you whichever side I want.

I chuckle and raise my eyebrows at him.

MC: How are you going to show it? Or are you going to show me some Kiro style cuteness first?

Helios: .....

Helios: You really seem to be getting more and more devious.

MC: But you already admitted that you like me like this.

I answer confidently. My fingers loosen his collar and at the same time, slowly slide up his throat, along with his breathing.

MC: Are you really not going to show me my sun god?

MC: I'd love to see it.

His Adam's apple, against which my fingertips are pressed, violently slides up and down. Helios' blue eyes turn into a deeper indigo under the refraction of the light.

Helios: It's a bit weird to act cute with this face, can I ask for a compromise?

MC: What do you want to change?

He restrains my rebellious hand, and before I have time to react, I find myself falling into his arms.

Some overbearing friction renders me unable to move, and his playful laughter kisses the shell of my ear.

Helios: It's inconvenient to show it in an arcade, so I'll tell you another date location.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

Masterlist: Here

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[CN] MLQC Lucien New Interactive UR Karma + Mind Quest Blurb

"...How much longer do I still have to wait?"

"I'll go above and beyond to become your instinct."

Mind Quest blurb translation under the cut!

[Mind Quest Blurb]

In the summer camp of the seaside university, you seemed to have returned to your student days.

The continuous heatwave ignited each other's body temperature and shattered his composure into pieces.

Like being carried away by the waves, trapped in repetitive entanglement, only instinctively pouring out desires and yearning.

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[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw's 2023 Birthday R&S

⚡ Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for a R&S which hasn't released in EN yet!⚡

[Released Date: 16 June 2023]

[This content was translated with the help of Google translate and by my lovely friend XD]

✧[Chapter 1]✧

Shaw walked unhurriedly on the path on one side, and the earphone cable on his chest also dangled. It wasn't until a fork in the road appeared that he was finally willing to lift his eyelids and look left and right.

It was still the bat’s road on the left, two or three vehicles were parked there.

To the right, there was a gentle slope upward, and between the layers of trees, you can see a tombstone standing there, as well as two or three places where white smoke drifts out due to worship.

Since the burial of the old man, this is the second time he came here. Hardly a year has passed by but there were a lot more tombstones than before, and he couldn't even find where he was.

But Shaw wasn't in a hurry, he put his hands in his pockets, and walked east without hesitation. No matter how much this place changes, going to somewhere with the best Feng Shui never goes wrong.

[T/N]: Feng Shui is an ancient Chinese art of arranging buildings, objects, and space in an environment to achieve harmony and balance in a way that will bring peace and prosperity. Or in simple having luck with the environment!

So it didn't take long for Shaw to stand in front of the old man's tombstone without any problems. After staring at the photo that’s mosaicked in the middle, he reached out and pulled out the earphones.

“Hey, old man.”

“I can't believe I chose this photo, you're the one with the biggest smile.”

Shaw raised his hand to brush off the dead leaves from the tombstone, but just with few strokes, his hands were covered with a layer of black dust.

“.........”

After a few moments of silence, he squeezed his hand around his white cuff and wiped the dust off the tombstone bit by bit.

“Old man, you are too far from the city center. So don't blame me for not frequently visting, just swear some words upon the sky.”

As Shaw spoke, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and sneezed several times in succession.

“... Mine was pretty fast.”

“Then you relax yourself first, I haven’t finished reporting. When I’m finished reporting, you can criticise me all you want.”

At this time, the right cuff had become black from dust, so Shaw pinched his left cuff, and continued to wipe the dust.

“Originally, I wanted to wait until Ching Ming festival to gave you a grave sweep, although i don’t visit so often, certain rules still has to be followed”

[T/N]: 清明節 Ching Ming or Qingming festival means the Remembrance of Ancestors Day or Grave-Sweeping Day takes place on the 15th day after the Spring Equinox. 

“But I’ll be busy with some school stuff at that time, so I came early,”

“As for the antiques...everything is fine, except that your business has been reduced a lot without you.”

“You also know that I don't like making trouble, so I'll try my best not to lose money for you. Oh, and there's one more thing— —

“I accidentally broke a cup of yours some time ago. Fortunately, it was only from the Qing Dynasty. In addition, it was repaired in time, so the loss is not big. I just feel sorry for your old age, so I will pay you more.”

Shaw lifted the plastic bag that he brought all the way here and shook it in front of the tombstone. After shaking it, he took out a still warm roast chicken, three or two fruits and a handful of original melon seeds from it.

Then, he glanced at the bottle of sake left in the bag, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

“Remember it all, all of them are your favorites.”

After pouring the sake into a small glass, he finally straightened up and fell into complete silence, and without his voice, the place was even quieter, with only a string of heavy metal sounds slipping out of the headphones which were half-dangling out of his pocket.

“.......”

“It's all me talking, so it's boring.”

When Shaw raised his foot and was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and took out a few copper coins from his pocket.

“Old man, you say I can do divination, can you tell me what you want to say to me through divination?”

Jingle—

The coins were thrown up and scattered on the ground, Shaw bent down and looked at them, and laughed.

“It's amazing, it seems to be there.”

He said, glanced at the sake cup that was only 70% full, and then picked up the sake bottle to fill it.

“Okay, I'll fill you up, but don't be too greedy. I'm really leaving this time, and I'll come see you when I have time.”

After Shaw finished speaking, he left without looking back. Only the small sake bottle was left, and the sake made silent waves with the wind.

On the way back, the sky was gloomy, and Shaw was still walking slowly when, a lingering smoke of plant ash floated behind him, and an old lady who seemed to have just finished sweeping the grave hurriedly rushed ahead of him.

“Young man, hurry up, it's going to rain heavily.”

Shaw took a look at the sky, and then kicked a stone on the side of the road.

"What a stupid rain."

✧[Chapter 2]✧

After returning to the antique shop, the dust on the cuffs had condensed into a ball. 

Shaw didn't take off his coat, he directly took out a dust pan and broom from a corner of the backyard. Originally, he hadn't planned to clean it today, but the layers of dirt accumulated during the tomb sweeping made him realize that it hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

But when Shaw stood in front of the secret room with the broom, he never pressed the switch.

Since the old man left, he almost never went in there again. Even if he wanted to get some necessary things, he would just quickly go in and come out immediately, without any extra stops.

He couldn't say why he didn't want to go there, but he didn't want to "get to the bottom of it". He always felt that once he did so, a lot of troublesome emotions would come up.

So at last he turned and left, and went back to the door.

“Forget it, let's talk about it another day. You can't finish so many things in half a day.”

He began to sweep and drag the chair, and the harsh sound made from time to time made the parrot in the cage jump up and down as if startled.

Shaw stopped moving again and pinned the broom to the ground, “What, are you going to give your cage a big cleaning too?”

Seeing that the parrot continued to flutter its wings, he silently picked up the water basin on the side and walked towards the door.

“Okay, your voice is really precious, I've been raising you for four or five years, and I haven't seen you say a few words.”

After speaking, he lifted the water basin and poured towards outside, "Hey, what a coincidence, I bet you brat purpousefully poured it towards me!"

The old man just stepped into the antique stop and almost got splashed by water, his feet were shivering on the dry floor like an electric shock.

Seeing this, Shaw just shrugged his shoulders, picked up the mop and started mopping the floor, “You also said it's a coincidence, don't touch the porcelain”

“……Come on, I'm too old to argue with a kid like you.”

Old Yan put his hands behind his back and began to look at the "renewed" antique shop, with a puffing sound coming from his mouth.

“I was just next door when I heard your bells ringing, so you were giving it a cleaning .”

“Could it be that you have been enlightened by the Buddha's light, and you are finally willing to take care of this antique shop for your master and inherit the mantle?”

“........”

“Out of the way.”

Seeing that the broom almost reached his front foot, Old Yan immediately step back, Shaw slightly opened his mouth again. “Move to the left, there’s a treasure on the right.”

Old Yan subconsciously put his foot on brakes, and when he looked back, his face turned pale.

“This, the authentic work of Huang Tingjian, you put it here?”

“It's been raining for a while, and it's hard to come across a dry, cloudy day, so I took it out to dry.”

Old Yan's body went rigid, as if he hadn't recovered from the fright just now, “Anyway, put it in a safe place, I was almost knocked down by it just now!”

Shaw remained expressionless, silently putting down the mop in his hand.

“Old Yan. When it was first discovered, it didn't know that it would last for a hundred years or that it would be trapped in a wooden box by future generations.

“It's not too much to let it out once in a while to feel the breeze, right?”

Old Yan was stunned for a moment, his eyes even showed a few moments of longing, and then turned away.

“...... Why do you always come and then disappear?”

Old Yan didn't turn around, the afterglow quietly fell on his back.

“I won't be coming back today.”

…. It’s almost an year, how come today thinking about the scenery of my master enjoying chatting with these precious antiques comes to mind.

And then, there was only a sigh left at the corner.

The antique store was empty again, and the parrot was quiet.

Shaw didn't clean up any more, just leaned casually to one side, looked at the calligraphy and painting quietly for a long time, and then raised the corners of his lips.

“Surely you miss him too?”

“It's so awkward.”

Shaw shrugged, pretending to be indifferent, and when he was about to continue mopping the floor, a black shadow broke into the corner of his eye and stood at the door of the store.

He turned his head and saw the black letter 5 with a slightly raised tail engraved on the man's earphone.

✧[Chapter 3]✧

At dawn, Shaw walked quickly in the forest, dragging his bleeding left leg.

“This time the "extra money" was harder to earn than imagined, but fortunately the things have been successfully obtained, and the rest is to extort more "loss fees" from BS.”

As he was thinking, his vision suddenly blurred, causing him to run and hold onto a tree trunk and look down at the wound.

Even wearing black pants, you can still see that the place cut by the blade is bloody, surrounded by a network of broken fabric on the top, oozing black and blue blood.

“.......”

It seems that the tip of the knife seems to be poisoned.

He frowned and quickened his pace, walking towards the exit not far away. But the weird thing was, it’s clearly located in front by less than a metre, but he’s like stuck in cycles, spinning around in the same spot.

It wasn't until the third attempt that Shaw finally stopped beside the tree trunk he had carved a mark on.

“Tsk, do you really think these tricks can work on me?” Shaw gritted his teeth and complained, then simply closed his eyes.

How treacherous is the illusion?

And there was no escape from the four-element, eight-diagram array.

The next second, the off by hard memorised Eight Front Strategy taught by that old man, spread out from a circle supported by two legs in his heart. But as soon as he stepped on the “kun word”, a dazzling light wrapped him up. 

He opened his eyes slightly, and found that the source of the light was actually coming from the dragonfly eye worn on his chest.

Shaw took off the chain in surprise and twisted it, but before he could continue looking, that dazzling light burst out again, completely engulfing his sight.

When he opened his eyes again, it was completely black.

“.......”

Shaw subconsciously stretched out his hand, but before his arm was straightened, his palm first met a rough and hard touch, like a pitted stone wall.

Just now it was an open forest, how did it become like this in the blink of an eye? He frowned and took out his phone to turn on the flashlight mode, the moment it illuminated, the surrounding environment was completely out of his expectation.

He was in a closed and narrow "passage", the rocks above his head could be touched by his feet, and the air was thin, with a cold, damp stench.

It was as if this place had never seen the light of the day.

“What's going on?”

Shaw endured the pain and walked a few steps, until he encountered a fork in the road, he turned his head sideways and looked in the two places.

Under the sweeping light of the flashlight, he saw some pottery and ironware on the ground, and a set of chime clocks were displayed in the distance, arranged in order from small to large at the bottom of the wall.

At this moment he felt something was wrong. After all, he grew up on West Moon Street, and he was surrounded by the old man every day. Even if he hasn't experienced it himself, he can probably tell that this was the place where the ancients lived in the legend.

“........”

How come when this thing lights up, he comes here?

He stared at the Dragonfly's Eye in his hand for a while, puzzled. But he didn't see anything unusual. His intuition told him that there must be a hidden secret. That's why the old man never explained it, but only entrusted him to take good care of it….

Just as he was thinking, a benevolent voice came from the storage room, Shaw immediately came back to his senses, and walked with light footsteps. And when he walked to the entrance of the side room, he saw an old-fashioned flashlight lying on the ground, looking along the bright light, a young man in a crumpled Chinese tunic, whose leg was firmly pressed by a broken stone slab.

Shaw didn't move for a while, just watched this strange young man scrambling back and forth on the ground, sweating profusely and grinning.

When he finally pulled his foot out of the gap, he stood up half-heartedly, looked up and saw Shaw standing at the door, and almost fell to the ground again in fright.

“You, who are you?”

✧[Chapter 4]✧

Before the words fell, Shaw's flashlight was directed on the young man's face.

“You don't care who I am. You've got a lot of nerve, what kind of society is this, and you still dare to put yourself in danger?”

While the young man was blinded by the light, Shaw frowned.

He always thought this square-faced man looked a bit familiar.

But in the next second, the young man blocked the dazzling light with his hand. Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Shaw moved the flashlight to his hand again, and shook it lightly.

“Don't play dumb, this jade bead is the treasure you want to take away, right?”

“How about this, give you a chance to redeem your sins, you give it to me, and I'll handed it in for you.”

The young man immediately put the round white jade beads behind his back, his face full of indignation.

“You, what do you think of me? I was going to hand it over to the museum. This is a stone bone white jade, which belongs to our cultural product of the Western Han Dynasty. It is impossible to hand it over to someone with unknown origin like you!”

"You don't look like a good person with that hair color of yours, maybe you are with that group of foreign thieves!"

Shaw was listening and ran a hand over his blue purplish hair.

“Okay, not just a reckless man, but also quite knowledgeable, but you are wrong about one thing, this is not the Western Han Dynasty, but also the Ming Dynasty.”

As Shaw said, he shone the flashlight on the heavy wooden box behind the young man.

“This is lime sand made by mixing lime, glutinous rice, and sand. No one would do this before the Ming Dynasty.”

The young man froze for a moment, leaned over to take a look, and when he turned his head, the vigilance in his eyes was replaced with curiosity.

“....Where did you learn this from?”

"You wouldn't believe it if I told you, how about it? Want to give it to me?"

Seeing Shaw taking a step forward threateningly, although the young man was afraid, he still firmly guarded the jade bead in his hand, as if he would rather smash the jade than give it up 

“I'm not going to hand it over to you no matter what you say.”

“It has been sealed for centuries, and I will not allow its future fate to remain in the hands of wealthy merchants.”

“It should be seen by the world, it is history, it is culture!”

“Not synonymous with money!”

The young man's cheeks were red, and his voice became more and more subdued, as a resy Shaw couldn't hold back his laughter.

“I finally remembered who you look like, your accent, tone of voice, and a face that couldn't be more square .......”

“Just like the old man.”

Shaw scannedthe young man up and down while speaking, “It's okay for you to play retro style, no problem, but it does’nt suit that face of yours, too old looking, I advise you to put that big head down......”

Before he could finish the sentence, a dazzling ray of light flashed on his chest again.

It's the dragonfly eye.

“This is the Warring States glazed dragonfly eye, why do you have it?! I clearly —”

Shaw couldn't hear anything, the shining white light completely enveloping him.

✧[Chapter 5]✧

In the following week, Shaw searched all over the antique shop, but he couldn't find any information about the Dragonfly Eye.

After a long silence, he finally raised his hand and pressed the switch on the back of the antique shelf, and entered the secret room. With the kerosene lamp in his hand, he stared in silence at everything before him - an ancient book lined up on a wooden table at the end, a magnifying glass at the foot of the page, and a sperm tilted against the door.

There are "traces" left by the old man from the last time everywhere.

That's why he doesn't like to come to this place.

He didn't know whether to tidy up the messy secret room or keep it as it was.

He always feels that once these are returned to their original places, time will take advantage of them and erase all the traces left on them. So when Shaw searched, he deliberately avoided touching these things.

The kerosene lamps began to fade but he still found nothing. The only accidental discovery was a dusty wooden box dragged out from the bottom shelf of the ancient shelf-

It contains a red hardcover photo album, and some fragmentary objects. 

Shaw didn't think twice and opened the first page. 

What caught his eyes were four black and white group photos, each photo has seven or eight young people in Chinese tunic suits smiling shyly.

In the next second, Shaw's fingertips holding the album tightened a little bit.The person standing on the far right of the photo was a young man with curly hair and a square face.

“.........”

He subconsciously held his breath.

Obviously the guess was right, but he was still stunned, he continued to flip the pages in a daze.

There weren't many photos of this man, but you can tell that he has slowly changed over time - he has become a little fatter, his face has more wrinkles, and his hair has turned gray. In the end, it became the most familiar appearance to him.

“……..”

When everything was irrefutable, Shaw couldn't help but smile, only the undetectable regret remained in his eyes.

“....Old man, you are very interesting. Hiding so many secrets from me...But it's okay, just leave it as a mystery for me to solve by myself.”

“Sooner or later, I will know whether that person was my hallucination, or I really met you.”

When he put the photo album back, he found an old notebook underneath.

“There are a lot of things.”

He flipped through a few pages, which contained the old man's notes on studying antiquities when he was young, and some essays—

“History is not as old as you imagined, as long as you see it, touch it ...... Naturally, you’ll become a part of history.”

[T/N]: Please take note of this line and don’t forget it, cuz it holds a special meaning behind it and play a big role in his bday date which will also be explained later ;) 

Seeing this, Shaw inadvertently looked at the ancient books, calligraphy and paintings in front of him. For some reason, these things that he has been accustomed to since he was a child, seem to have undergone different changes at this moment.

It seems that through these, we can see the past and see the freshness of the past.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and placed it on one of the ancient books.

Has he become a part of history? To be honest, he has doubts, but there was nothing he could do about it. 

Because the only person he can ask has become “history”.

✧[Chapter 6]✧

The time has come for the summer solstice, and the cicadas are chirping even more.

He patted the dust on his hands before picking up his phone and glancing at it - [Speedy Skateboard Shop] Dear member, happy birthday! Coupons have been added to your account, welcome to shop! Remember to subscribe back.

Shaw didn't even think about going back, and walked straight into the shop. It's been more than a year and a half now, and it's time to come to the store to make an account. Even if he doesn't bother to take care of the business, some basic things still have to be done.

But when he took out the calculator from the drawer, he found that there were stickers on the bottom of a business card.

He tore it off casually, and found that it was not only crumpled, but also had many cake patterns printed on it, one of which was the peach cake.

When Shaw saw this, he couldn't help laughing.

“Old man, aren't you hinting at something again?”

However, the only answer to him was a beep.

But Shaw didn't mind, and laughed even more.

“Okay, I've been eating it for so many years, and I would feel uncomfortable if I suddenly stopped this year.” He picked up the landline beside him and dialed the number from the business card to see if he could buy it.

After a while, the phone was connected by an aunt with a northern accent, ”Master Hua, why did you call this year? Don't you usually order it a few days ago? But it's okay, the birthday cake has been reserved for you.”

“What do you say, when will you come to pick it up? I'm off work soon.”

Shaw held the phone tightly, “Now”

She seemed to realize that it wasn't Master Hua's voice, and the other party was taken aback for a moment, “Oh, it's not Master Hua? Then will you help him get the cake from here? Or would he be getting it  himself?”

“........”

"He's not coming, I'll get it myself."

The time Shaw finished taking the cake and returned to the antique shop, it was already dark…

Without saying anything, he cut a piece of longevity peach cake and put it on a plate, and ate it quietly. But yes, what can change dramatically in the past year?

Shaw paused for a moment while eating the cake, and there was a glimmer of darkness in his eyes.

He couldn't say that, except for this cake, there were quite a lot of changes.

“Stinky boy! Stinky boy!”

At this moment, it was as if a stone had hit the calm lake. Shaw straightened up suddenly, and looked at the parrot who had finally opened its mouth. It was obviously still dark on the street, but time seemed to be turning backwards, and the bustling noises of the daytime could be heard next to his ears— —

“Old man, can you stop nagging me? This chicken is learning to talk, I don't want another bird to scold me.”

“Brat, if you were less of a troublemaker, could I say that?”

“...stinky old man,”

“Well, you brat!”

When this past incident came to Shaw's mind, he couldn't help laughing, not even noticing the cream on the corner of his mouth.

He continued to fork a piece of yellow peach and put it in his mouth,

“Old man, what did I say? You can't say everything out loud.”

“The bird always learn the bad, not the good.”

The night was quiet again, and the parrot also lowered its head and combed its feathers,

Shaw looked at the empty antique shop, picked up a candle and stuck it in the cake.

After lighting, the warm light of the candle reflected on Shaw's face, the youthful nostalgia and resignation were reflecting out.

“......Old man.”

“All these years, I haven't been very filial to you, I happened to turn 18 this year, so let's set an example.”

“To be your good disciple for once.”

“Your antique store, the treasures you receive with love, the "history" you cherish”

“I'll take care of it for you.”

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#please read this with a pinch of salt and I suggest you to prepare lots of tissues 😭 #this r&s takes place when he just turned 18 #and there's a hell lot of information about his master and a little bit of the dragonfly necklace — #honestly this r&s nearly made me teared up when I find out how he was trying to keep himself in one piece after losing his master😭 #and that last scene nearly break me in hysterical cries🤧 #you guys honestly don't know how much I wanted to pull him in a hug and tell him that it's alright 🥺 #mlqc spoilers #mlqc cn #mlqc shaw #mlqc ling xiao #mlqc translations #mr love queen's choice #mlqc #love and producer

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Victor’s Investment Date (Eng Translation)

⌚Warning⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a date, 投资之约, that is yet to be released in the global server! ♡

[Translation Under The Cut]

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✧ [PART 1] ✧

In contrast to the bustling daytime, Paris is embellished with a different appearance as the night descends. A short distance from the French window, we can also see the Eiffel Tower outside, adorned with its flowing lights.

I sit on the large cozy bed in the hotel and browse through the contract in my hands.

The purpose of this business trip was to enter into a long-term partnership with Prisme Inc., the first giant of French audio-visual companies.

As the largest shareholder of [MC’s Company Name], Victor also participated in the meetings.

Victor: This is already the third time you’ve giggled looking at this file tonight.

The mattress next to me sinks as that familiar temperature leans over.

MC: This is, after all, the most significant affirmation of my and the entire team’s hard work.

Victor glances at the official seals of [MC’s Company Name] and Prisme Inc.,  laid side-by-side, a smile stealing across the corners of his lips.

The number of Film and TV companies that have been able to collaborate with Prisme Inc. back in China can be counted on one’s fingers.

However, I also know that one of the key reasons they chose [MC’s Company Name] is because we have the strong backing of LFG.

MC: Thank you, CEO Victor, for coming to support me.

Victor: There’s no need to thank me. You are the one who worked night and day to perfect the proposal; the credit is all yours.

He looks into my eyes, his gaze exuding completely undisguised praise.

MC: It’s a pity, though. I heard that the famous investor Mr. Moyes is also one of Prisme’s shareholders.

MC: I thought I would have the opportunity to see him today.

This elderly gentleman is at the top of the list of the world’s wealthiest people.

While the financial crisis broke down many companies a few decades ago, he purchased and held his shares, acquired and merged companies at a steady pace. Within a few years, he became a prominent, influential entrepreneur.

Victor: Since the long-term collaboration has already been agreed upon, perhaps there will be opportunities to see him in the future.

MC: You’re right~

I carefully put away the contract files and lean in closer to his face, grinning.

MC: Now, CEO Victor, can you tell me what you have in store for us next?

MC: You asked me to prepare for a seven-day itinerary, and it’s only been three days.

Victor: Doesn’t a certain someone like surprises and mysticisms the most? The rest of the itinerary will be disclosed tomorrow.

This statement immediately sparks my curiosity.

MC: Let me make some deductions –– yesterday I saw you browsing on your phone for train tickets to Lyon.

MC: On this business trip, you’ve also brought a set of formal attires…

I can’t make out any clues from Victor’s placid, unperturbed face. Just at this moment, the screen of his phone suddenly lights up.

I instantly catch a glimpse of the word “Lyon” in the email notification bar. Eagle-eyed and agile-handed, I fling him into the soft bedding and seize his phone.

He doesn’t get annoyed and simply raises his eyebrows slightly.

Victor: So this is your style of “deduction.”

MC: As long as it gives the result!

Proud of myself, I smile at him and swipe open the email smoothly.

MC: “Dear Mr. Victor, we welcome you and your companion to participate in the four-day Moyes’ Economics Lecture Series starting tomorrow… ”

MC: Mr. Moyes’ lecture series?!

I nearly hop up and down with joy when he sighs and jerks away the phone in my hand. With his other hand wrapped around my waist, he rolls over, making me sink beneath the coverlet as well.

Victor: I knew you’d definitely make a din when you see it.

Victor: Sleep. I don’t want to catch the train tomorrow morning with a dummy still latching on to me to catch up on sleep.

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✧ [PART 2] ✧

The next day we take an early train to Lyon.

The lecture series is being held in a hotel. After putting our luggage away, Victor and I walk into the conference room that the hotel has prepared for the lecture.

After sitting down in my seat side-by-side with Victor, I survey the doorway, my back straight as a ramrod.

Victor: Don’t be so nervous.

Victor: I have listened to Mr. Moyes’ lectures before. The atmosphere was very relaxed.

Before I can ask anything in detail, the din of conversation gradually quietens down–– an elderly gentleman walks up to the front of the stage at a steady pace.

Even though time has left subtle ravines on his face, his smile filled with vigor makes him appear much younger.

Moyes: I’m very delighted to meet all of you here. I hope you all enjoy the rest of the time.

Moyes: Before we officially start discussing investments, I’d like to talk to everyone about something first that can easily influence investments –– “emotions.”

Moyes: If, at this very moment, you think of an existence that stirs up your emotions, that’s very good. Please write it down.

The ballpoint pen at my fingertips twirls as those fragments of everyday happiness and frustration naturally stream into my mind in a torrent.

When I return to my senses, the six letters “Victor” have already been written on the blank paper.

Reminiscent of a drop of dew falling into the lake of my heart, it sends out ripples in circles. I turn my head, trying to peep at what the owner of this name has written.

But the notebook in front of him seems to have already been turned over, and what greets me is a brand new blank page.

Victor turns his head slightly to the side, pressing his bent fingers against my head that is halfway there in an attempt for a peek.

I point to the big six letters “Victor” in my notebook and raise my eyebrows as a hint for him to “share intelligence.”

His gaze hangs low as he looks at those six letters, the wisp of a smile flowing through his eyes.

Moyes, on the podium, claps his hands at this moment.

Moyes: So next, everyone, please bear in mind the answer you have written down––

Moyes: And be sure to stay away from it when you’re thinking about investment-related issues.

MC: Eh?

Seeing the fraction of uncomprehending gazes, Moyes smiles.

Moyes: Some people may feel that a good frame of mind will make the decision-making smoother and more accurate.

Moyes: But, regardless of what kind of emotion it is, it will influence your judgment to a greater or lesser extent when thinking about investments.

Hearing this, I rub my nose and close my notebook with a bit of embarrassment.

A faintly discernible soft chuckle drifts from the side. I pout and poke him gently under the tabletop.

The person I poked doesn’t even arch an eyebrow. He turns his hand over and gently clasps my troublesome hand. His finger pad strokes along the seams between my fingers, and the slightly tickling sensation makes me unable to resist shrinking.

Though my eyes are still on the podium, my train of thoughts briefly wanders to our tightly interlaced hands.

But the expression on the instigating culprit’s face remains utterly rock steady as he looks intently at the PPT screen on the podium, as though the little foul plays underneath the table have nothing to do with him whatsoever.

Moyes: There is only one particular type of investment that requires a significant amount of emotional impact; because it has the potential to become the longest and the most important “investment” in your life.

Moyes changes the direction of the topic under discussion, looking over at Victor and me here with a smear of friendly teasing on his face.

Moyes: It’s the “love relationship.”

The temperature on my face ascends at a galloping speed as though I’ve been caught by the teacher doing little tricks in class.

Some chuckles of approval resound in the conference room, and some people shrug their shoulders indifferently.

Moyes: Those of you who wish to participate in this “investment,” I hope you guys will consider it carefully.

Moyes: The risks are very high. But of course, the returns will also be beyond the reach of any other investments.

My gaze involuntarily lands again on that name I’ve written down.

The hand under the table squeezes my palm – gently and solemnly.

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✧ [PART 3] ✧

After the lecture, Mr. Moyes leaves us with a little “game.”

He’s asked us to either work alone or in teams to complete a simulation project depending on the circumstances of our own company.

Carrying the late-night takeout snacks in my arms –– black truffle cheese fries and creamy egg crêpes –– Victor and I weave our way into the public lounge of the hotel.

A number of  “classmates” who listened to the lecture have already gathered here. We find ourselves a seat by the window and put down the computer and takeout.

The instant I open the paper boxes, the tantalizing aroma of deep-fried food interweaving with the fragrant sweetness of the crêpes assaults my nostrils, making me unable to refrain from swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Victor: It seems that the morning lecture on “staying away from the elements that influence one’s emotions” wasn’t all that efficacious for a certain someone.

MC: Creative thinking and thinking about investments are not the same! And good emotions and carbohydrates are just as important!

MC: Moreover, how can you stay up all night to “catch up on homework” without fine food?

I twirl a french fry between my fingers and hold it up to him with a smile.

MC: So, let’s “Cheers” to the task of our forthcoming partnership…

Halfway through my sentence, it suddenly occurs to me that perhaps someone here might have noticed Victor. This kind of childish behavior will affect his image, right?

Embarrassed, just as I’m about to retract my hand, the french fry in Victor’s hand has already gently touched mine.

Victor: To our happy partnership.

While enjoying the delicious food, we begin to make a mind map of the overall concept based on the direction of our investigation. At this moment, two of the “classmates” from the lecture come over.

Entrepreneur A: Aren’t you Mr. Victor of LFG?

Seeing Victor nodding his head, they look really delighted.

Entrepreneur B: We have a few small questions related to financing that we would like to share with you guys. I wonder if it’d be convenient for the two of you?

I look at Victor engrossingly, and when I see him returning my gaze, I gently close my eyes.

We encircle around a table and discuss the case regarding equity financing.

Entrepreneur A: One problem in my reasoning is that according to the national provisions, existing companies can only liquidate their equity in the secondary market after three years of being listed.

Victor: In that case, it may be worthwhile to include the existing company as a subsidiary of the new company in the listing.

Victor draws circles on the paper. Now he doesn’t have that oppressive aura he has around him when he sits in the conference room and listens to the reports, the comfortable casual wears adding a few extra layers of nonchalance to him.

Most of the late-night snacks I bought have been wiped out by the end of this enriching and intense discussion. I can’t help but yawn three times in a row with the feeling of a satisfied stomach.

Victor: How do you get tired after having your fill?

MC: All the blood heads towards the stomach for digestion…

The curves of the tip of Victor’s brows turn a little helpless as he snaps his laptop shut, then stands up.

MC: Where are you going?

Victor: To prepare something refreshing for a sleepy dummy.

Curious, I follow him all the way to the small bar outside the lounge before realizing that he is going to prepare coffee.

The mellow and rich fragrance evokes a thread of memories from not too long ago. A similar scenario seemed to have materialized back then too.

MC: Victor, do you still remember that competition you organized back then to analyze the failed acquisition of SE?

Victor: How can I forget? The fact that a certain someone used to work against the clock till night and liked to eat fried food – none of it has changed at all.

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[Tidbits]: They are talking about their “Evening Party Date” (already released in EN)~ :>

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MC: You were my “examiner” at that time. In comparison, have I improved since then?

The answer to me is –– a cup of finely made latte.

Victor: If you want to hear praise, just say it directly.

I take a light sip. The creamy notes laced with the faint fragrance of coffee nourish my taste buds.

MC: Thank you for the treat.

Each with a cup of coffee in our hands, Victor and I walk into the small terrace of the lounge.

The fragrance of leaves weaves into the night air, clearing my head quite a bit.

MC: Listening to the lecture with so many people and discussing the topics makes me feel like I’m truly back on campus.

Victor: And does that include being caught in the act by the teacher in class?

I give a wry grin.

MC: A few twists and turns on the way are what make the student life so vibrant. CEO Victor, haven’t you experienced the 20 must-do-things in your university life?

Victor: Such as?

MC: Such as – binge-watching a drama with your dormitory roommate after the lights are turned off, sneakily sitting in on a lecture you didn’t sign up for…

I tilt my head, recalling the things that were popular on university campus.

MC: And then there’s also the nights of nervousness and heart palpitations of going on a date with the person you like in a deserted part of the campus.

Before I’ve even finished speaking, I suddenly feel an intense gaze on me.

Victor: A certain someone’s school life was “rich” indeed.

Victor tosses me a rather indifferent glance. I realize that he’s misunderstood me and hasten to explain.

MC: I haven’t experienced the one I mentioned just now either!

Victor: [STILL SULKY LOL]  Oh yeah?

I can’t discern either delight or anger from Victor’s voice. He simply rests one arm on the balcony in front of me. Though his action seems casual, it blocks all the ways of exit for me.

His body leans forward slightly, adding a layer of fervently scorching warmth to the coolness of the night.

Before I can muster the strength to say another word, the sound of laughter passes through the other end of the floor-to-ceiling curtains behind me.

Entrepreneur A: I think I saw CEO Victor here just now. How come he disappeared?

Entrepreneur B: Probably took advantage of the break and went out on a date?

When they are far away, I find that I’ve been holding my breath at some point. The man in front of me lowers his gaze as he looks at me, the bright moonlight haloing him with a silvery frosting.

Victor: [feigning sulkiness haha]  What are you so nervous about?

MC: [sulking biiig time]  I’m not like the Great CEO who doesn’t blush, or his heart doesn’t pound wildly no matter what happens.

A soft laugh disperses into the dim lights of the night, and my ears grow even hotter.

MC: …are we going back?

He slowly lowers his head, reducing the already nose-to-nose distance between us to zero. Our intertwined breathing dyes this unique night with an ambiguous hue.

Victor: [HIS VOOICEEE]  There’s no rush. We still have time for a cup of coffee.

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✧ [PART 4] ✧

Four days have flown by in a flash. On the last day of the lecture series, we share the projects we’ve been working on over the past few days.

Amidst the applause, Moyes steps up on the stage to deliver the final summary.

Moyes: Thank you all for bringing your marvelous participation. I’ve benefitted from this too.

Moyes: I hope everyone will keep in mind – don’t fight for money as though your life depends on it, instead let money “work” for you.

A special cocktail party has been arranged at the end of the lecture for everyone to make friends and create networks.

After I’ve added quite a few people’s contact details, I sit on a stool on the side to rest and look at Victor, who is surrounded by people.

The black tuxedo outlines the body posture of his tall and straight figure in utter perfection, giving an elegant gentlemanly temperament to each one of his movements and gestures.

As half a glass of red wine travels down my throat, I feel my entire being warming up.

I watch as Victor grows larger and larger in my field of view and finally stops in front of me, my brain somewhat sluggish.

Victor: Tired?

I nod indolently, seeing him draw the wine glass out of my hand and take my hand in his in one smooth motion.

Victor: Let’s go out and get you sobered up.

Misty fine rain is drizzling outside. Victor borrows a long-handled umbrella from the hotel and gathers me to him under it.

I lean on Victor as we slowly walk on the white-stone ground that exudes the smell of history.

The grey sky stretches out infinitely into the distance, the world quiet and gentle.

MC: By the way, you mentioned that you came to listen to the lecture series last time. When was that?

Victor: Just shortly after founding LFG.

MC: So that’s... you still hadn’t graduated from university then?

Seeing his tacit green light, I imagine the Victor who had just receded from his childlike appearance and nature, and my eyes can’t help but crinkle into a smile.

MC: Did you all do projects after the lectures back then too?

MC: Did you also use to drink coffee in the middle of the night and watch the night scenery?

Victor: So many questions.

He tilts the umbrella a little more towards my side, patiently answering every question.

Victor: Laying out mini-games is a usual practice of Mr. Moyes’ lectures, though it was another topic the last time.

Victor: Drinking coffee and watching the night scenery was simply a way to rest, just like a certain someone likes to eat late-night snacks in the middle of the night while catching up on homework.

The delicious, deep fried late-night snacks and the hand-ground coffee seem to have surmounted the reaches of time, slowly entangling us together before we met.

I don’t know what suddenly has come to his mind, but a smile fixes itself on his lips.

Victor: There is one question which he asked the last time as well. It’s about the emotional elements that can influence your investment.

I tilt my head, locking eyes with Victor.

Victor: But last time, I didn’t write anything.

Victor: Several years have passed, and now many answers have been poured out on my blank paper.

In that pair of deep, incandescent eyes, I’m the one and only reflection. It causes me to be incapable of helping myself from taking another step closer to him.

MC: And, is that answer right in front of your eyes?

His soft gaze lands on the corners of my lips that I’m unable to stop from turning up to their ends. Victor doesn’t reply and just looks at me deeply.

Victor: I see the smile at the corners of your lips is about to fly.

MC: There is nothing more indomitable in this world than “being able to influence Victor.”

MC: But I’ll have to stay away from you when you’re thinking about investment-related matters in the future, lest CEO Victor makes a mistake in his work.

He tightens his arm around me as he draws me to himself, the glint of a certainty flashing in his eyes.

Victor: [the tease and the confidence asksdksdk]  You can give it a try for yourself and see if you have that ability.

We walk up to an old-fashioned small train station. The sound of a train passing over the tracks drifts from not afar, accompanied by the sound of bells ringing coming from the Dome Bell Tower.

It’s as though this is a sign that the day is coming to an end.

As the feather-like drizzle gradually stops, the horizon reveals the color of a warm, deep rose-tinted sky.

I can’t help but slow down in my footsteps, wanting to make this time go even a little bit slower.

Victor turns his head and seems to sense my emotions.

Victor: Just wait here, and don’t run around.

The black view of his back soon disappears around the corner of the street. When he returns, he has a double train ticket clutched in his hand.

Victor: This train station has a sightseeing ride around the city, and this just happens to be the last one left right now.

Victor’s back is faced against the glow of sunset, the twilight increasing the tenderness around him a little more.

He gently clasps his black hat to his chest, like a gentleman walking out of an old silent film, and inviting his beloved woman to dance with the tender sentiments harbored in the depths of his heart.

Victor: [SCREEEAMSSS AND DIES]  May I invite you to ride with me? Mademoiselle.

I lift the hem of my skirt slightly in response to the invitation, smiling as I take his hand.

MC: Of course.

His five fingers pass through the seams of mine, with a gentle yet irresistible strength.

MC: This doesn’t seem like a gentleman’s way of holding hands, does it?

Victor: [HIS VOICE. DIES 2.0]  Before being a gentleman, I am a businessman.

Victor: [HIS VOICE. DIES 3.0]  This is, after all, the one and only “investment” I want to invest in forever. I must hold on tight.

He lowers his head slightly. The glow of sunset ignites a blaze in those deep eyes, and it streams down our ten interlocked fingers, flowing into my heart that he has set on fire.

I gently sway our interlaced hands and wink at him.

MC: In that case, I’ll have to work harder to become your most worthwhile “investment.”

MC: However, Mr. Moyes also said that the return of this investment would be significant, and so risks would be just as high.

MC: Is CEO Victor not afraid of suffering loss? After all, I’m certain I will get a steady return and won’t suffer any loss from my investment.

Victor: [DIES 5.0]  When have I ever been afraid of risk?

His raspy, deep and low voice is even more intoxicating than the red wine at the party. I stand lightly on my tiptoes, meeting the breath that is slowly approaching me.

Our elongated shadows gently overlap, blending together and immersing in the soft dusk.

Victor: [BLESS YOU WU LEI]  I’ve been ready with all my patience and energy to carry it out since a long time ago.

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#if you want to follow with the video-- it’s it the comments btw. Including in the post was giving bloops for some reason :> #imma repeat myself again: BLESS. BLESS. BLESS the writers responsible for Victor contents!!! I remember wondering if they really are gonna— #pull off the “new contract” and “let’s entwine our futures literally in every possible way” from his 5th birthday date– THE WAY PG LEFT ME— #AWESTRUCK! THE STREAK IS TRULY SURREAL!!! taking on the “world” together+ the 💍 + the 🏡👩‍❤️‍👨 + THE CONTINUOUS ACCELERATION— #also the acceleration of: the dorky moments+ kisses are duck to water in their dates now aksvn+ how they are practically inseparable–– 😭💘 #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mr love victor #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #love and producer #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translations

[rosa-rubus]

No way I just got him from the free single pull

#my first free pull got me lucien?? #what is this luck #mlqc #reh has entered the chatroom

[yuezhong]

Since mlqc is quickly becoming another one of my obsessions, might as well do a best boy ranking for the fun of it.

1. Victor & Gavin

2. Kiro

3. Lucien

#chatters from the florist ❧《🌻》 #limited items: mlqc-Mr.Love: Queen's choice #i don't write for it hence the special tag #also lucien used to rank higher but after i saw a stunt he pulled on mc ...yeah #sorry buddy I'm going to have to rank you lower #also kiro was a bit suspicious in THAT episode so yep #Victor and Gavin kiss kiss #i want to smooch victor and gavin so much...best boys!!

[starmocha]

NO FUCKING WAY GAVIN ON SECOND GALAXY WISH PULL 🥹🥹🥹

#mr love queen's choice #mlqc #mlqc gavin #yes hi #my house is still destroyed by the fire #but i got this pretty gavin karma #i actually got kiro's new karma on the first pull too #should i go for victor and lucien too? #👀👀👀

[baiqi]

WELCOME HOME BABYGIRL ✨

#and it only took me two fucking ten pulls 🎉 #mlqc #gavin #karma #baiqi.txt

[hautecouturegirlfriend]

All I got in 90 pulls 😵‍💫 I guess this is the price I had to pay after getting all 4 SP karmas in 144 pulls earlier

#wanted victor so bad #at least I got 1 event SSR I guess #kiro is cool I’m happy with it #but whenever I pull #I always have to redeem victor #SSR or SP #literally always #why doesn’t he love me #I’m so cool #mlqc #mlqc kiro #mlqc victor #mr love queens choice

[evie-solaris]

133 pulls later (really??), 1 SSR:

Better late than never.

#mr love queen's choice #mlqc #mlqc kiro #mlqc oracle #mlqc wish tree #kiro #zhou qiluo #周棋洛 #恋与制作人 #love and producer #pull 11 more or no #my lament

[trashlie]

Love and Deepspace Thoughts

I promised some thoughts about Love and Deepspace and we're a week into the game and I think I can finally ramble about it for a while. I've been immensely enjoying myself and screaming daily with my friends lol and I think I've been able to formulate my thoughts pretty well! Idk how many people actually wanna read this, but I always love to have a record of my thoughts - especially something this early in game, because knowing papergames, there's going to be so much angst, so many twists and turns, and I'm already seeing a lot of threads of how things could play out and I like to be able to look back and see how wrong I was lol.

I play on the North American server and have completed chapter 7, so this will be full of spoilers for story content, as well as a lot of spoilers for anecdotes, tender moments, and some of the myth stuff - I'll try to denote where I'll mention certain spoilers in case you're trying avoid certain things, but it'd be impossible to write all of my sincere thoughts and capture all of what I really love and am looking forward to without spoilers, unfortunately.

Below will have a lot of thoughts on the current LIs as well as speculation about the 2 coming LIs, as well as their dynamics, and further speculation on where I think - or maybe just would like to see - the story could be going. To be clear, I have not cleared all anecdotes or myths, as I'm trying to savor things and good lord I cannot pull all those cards; a lot of this is compilation between my experiences as well as @poisonheart and further things I've read and discussed in the server. I will also be approaching this as a longtime player of MLQC, papergames' other otome game, because I cannot help but see the comparisons between the game and sing the praises of where I feel like they've grown and refined, but I don't think you'll need to have played MLQC to read this - you can honestly just ignore those bits lol >A<

What I can outright, sans spoilers, say is that I'm really enjoying Love and Deepspace so much and I think that it's come at a really good time for me, personally, as a MLQC player, because there's so much in game that's been completed and we're basically going through the motions doing our dailies, waiting for our new chapter events or participating in the occasional events (if you aren't hoarding resources for SP wish tree events) so it feels SO refreshing to dive into a new game that takes place in the same universe/world but have so much new stuff to uncover, so much new lore, new characters to meet and get to know. In MLQC I have a very clear favorite, but so far in LADS, I find that while I think I might have a favorite, I really enjoy all three LIs so much and I don't feel bad when I pull someone else's card, because it means I get to gobble all the lore! I don't feel like "UUUGGHH THIS GUY" when we get to X's chapter route. Perhaps it's just that LADS really caters to specific tropes and cliches in a way that I enjoy, but I feel so much like they've done these characters great justice! This goes for the MC, too, who doesn't feel at all like a cookie cutter MC meant to be a stand in for our own self-insert, but rather has a lot of personality of her own, is feisty and discerning.

Also, I gotta give a lot of props to the character customization features. I understand why people are upset that you can only change your hair and hair color in the photobooth function, but we rarely see MC out of that feature - so much of the game is in first person POV - and the times that we do see her, she's seen from the back, so maintaining the same hair for all characters allows them to keep something they can use for her stand in in such scenarios. But the customization is legit nuts! You can do so much with it, I spent so long tweaking mine the day before the game launched! I want to make side accounts I will never play just to play with that function lol

But let's get into the good stuff!

I really cannot sing the praises for the LIs enough, and that's going to be the bulk of what I'll talk about, because even this early in game, there's so much nuance to the LIs in both their characters as well as their dynamics with MC. Everyone brings a little something different to the table, and with what little we know of the upcoming LIs, I think even if for some reason the current LIs don't work for people, maybe the new ones might? But personally, I am so invested in all three of them! While I think I have a definite ranking in favor forming, it's not like it means I dislike any of them at all, and I'm always so eager to learn more!

One thing I'd like to mention before getting into it is that I love the inclusion of the myth cards, and though they are treated as alternate universes, I think it's more like they are previous or parallel timelines, but I'll try to get into that a little more as I talk about the characters!

From what I can see so far, I think Rafayel is one of the more popular fans with the North American/English-speaking fanbase - and it's not hard to see why! He's sassy, provides good comedy, he's fun to bully, and he's really pouty. I had a feeling he would be my favorite from the get go, just because I tend to have a thing for really pathetic men lmao and I have SUCH a fondness for him. I said I think I have a ranking forming, but it feels WRONG to rank them because that's how much I really like them, but if I had to, Rafayel's #2 position is really, REALLY close to #1! But the thing is, it's not just because of all of those traits above. I'd argue that he's one of the characters who has a lot of iceberg depth, as in there's a lot of depth to him that may get ignored or glossed over because of the sass and brattiness that accompanies, or even masks, it. As poisonheart puts it, the comedy hides the pain - and Rafayel comes with a LOT of pain! There's a delicious complexity to him where he is one part needy and clingy, but also one part resentful and hurt. MC made a promise that she doesn't recall - whether it was in this life or another - and you really get the sense that Rafayel wants to settle the score, but at the same time his feelings get in the way of those bitter, hurt feelings, and I really enjoy this complexity a lot! I think it elevates all of the sassiness, gives it a purpose and meaning.

Take his Nightly Stroll Bond: on the one hand it comes across as comedic and even manipulative -and it is! But when you get into it, you understand why. That's not to say if I think there's justification for manipulation because that's not what I'm here for; I'm just here for a good time and a good time I'm having. But when Rafayel says "It's been 800 years!" I don't think that's an exaggeration - he just isn't talking about just the day that he waited. Is faking an injury/illness and checking himself into a hospital overkill? Sure lol but that's what makes him so delightful to me. There's all of this hurt and unaddressed resentment, but as much as that, there's all of these feelings! Because even though he's hurt, he CARES about MC, SO MUCH. That's the problem! It would be easier if he didn't care, but he does. He's so needy, so clingy, he wants her attention because he's waited for so long while she was off, having forgotten him, living a life that abandoned and left him behind while he waited and waited and listen ;~; my stinky fish man I'm so sorry I cannot wait for her to learn the truth. I want to know SO BADLY what happened! When did they meet, anyway? He makes a comment on the homescreen when he's sulking lol about "See you in three months... three minutes, landlubber"

HOW LONG DID HE WAIT FOR HER IF ONE MINUTE IS ONE MONTH TO HIM?!

And listen, idk what anyone else thinks, but the end of chapter 7 had me in my FEELINGS, with the way he tried to leave her at the bottom of the ocean - but he couldn't, because of their promise, because he's unable to go back on it, because even though she forgot all about him and their promise and went about her life without a memory of him, he can't do that. It's the hurt! It's the resentment! It's the confliction between his feelings, because it seems like they take up equal space - his hunger for her attention, for what feels like she was so fickle to give and take away, the way she meant so much to him and he feels like it wasn't the same ;A;

(I've contemplated how possible it is that they met when she was younger, before she was attacked in the Wanderer incident 14 years ago, and if that could somehow have affected her memory, but I feel like it must be something greater, because seeing the fish glow in his heart means the vow they made was binding, so something strong must've caused her to forget. But that's also why I've contemplated if this was in another life? I'm less sure about this, because in Rafayel's second anecdote, he crosses paths with MC at university, though of course she doesn't recognize or recall him, and he specifically recognizes her voice. "Though her voice has matured, her pronunciation, enunciation, the rhythm of her speech, and even the emphasis in her sentences... Every word strikes like a drumbeat, awakening long-buried memories in his mind" It feels more likely that it happened while they were younger. Also I feel like this passage really encompasses her significance, that he can recall these details, to recognize them after so much time ;~; stinky fish you make my heart ache ;~;)

I appreciate so much that they've given Rafayel so much depth, that under the comedy of his pathetic, sulky exterior is so much reason for it, that there's an undercurrent of resentment and something dark - after all, we haven't actually uncovered what happened with the painting and Raymond. We saw the mermaid skeleton in his house - was Rafayel seeking revenge for his people?

But Rafayel also shows tremendous emotional sensitivity, in ways that sometimes catch me off guard. I distinctly remember lol sitting in shock after 4-3, and the text from Rafayel that pops up asking MC if she got the thing, telling her about how he asked a seagull to send a white seallshell why hasn't it arrived yet lol and I remember going "NOT NOW RAFAYEL READ THE ROOM ;~;" and then he goes on, telling her "if you draw on it and put it into the ocean the sea will carry the feelings you poured into the drawing to the soul you yearn for" and I just started SOBBING lol ;~; It was just so.... poignant but so simple. He didn't say I'm sorry for your loss or my condolences or anything like that - it was his own chaotic, weird method, but it was sincere. Likewise, he shows that similar sincerity in Ocean At Night, despite initially dismissing paper lanterns as silly human traditions - a lantern will be blown out why would you put all your hope in something so fleeting - coming around to using his own flame, that will never go out, to light a lantern for MC with the prayer that her hopes will never go out. ;~; Listen, I cried. I was TENDER my heart was soggy ;~;

And while I know people love a good pathetic man and enjoy chaotic sass and the fact that we really, truly NEVER know where his plots are going to go lmao - always an adventure with him - I hope they appreciate that depth and don't disavow the darker elements of him that give reason to those core elements of him. Rafayel is a character that carries his hurt and bitterness on his sleeve, rather than hiding it or shoving it away, and I really look forward to exploring it and all the messiness it has to offer, and how it will play out for MC.

On the very far end of the spectrum is Zayne. He's the character I expected to not be too fond of, so I was so pleasantly surprised as we got to know him to find myself proven wrong! I expected him to be... hm... I guess colder? More prickly? Than he turns out to be? And, admittedly, he is still rather aloof and cold on the surface, but I think it helps that he and MC have that history and that we are introduced very early to them through the A Frozen Promise Bond. It made it readily apparent that Zayne was not a cold and aloof person because he was too lofty or something but rather... it just seemed like maybe he'd been someone more awkward when he was younger, someone who didn't know how to connect very well with the daughter of this family friend, but he still tried. The snow seal took me out, you guys ;~; I never moved on from that!!!!!!

Despite seeming so cold, there's a certain kind of warmth to Zayne, just under the surface. He shows his care and concern in the ways he knows best, as MC's PCP, caring about her well being and health, but their Tender Moments are a collection of wonderful moments showing them growing closer, getting to know each other better as people, as friends and equals. For the record, Starry Nocturne hurt me so much, but it did two things I thought were so important. a. It showed that he was not infallible, which I think is very important, because often characters are written in their roles as geniuses who never fail, or else accomplish the impossible, and to see him lose a patient, while painful to read, made him so human but also b. It gave him that moment of vulnerability with MC where he could lean on her. It's so, SO important! for a MI to be able to lean on the MC, I feel, for them to be those equals, for him to be able to be vulnerable with her, but especially so for a character like Zayne who feels very reserved and closed off.

MC makes statements about feeling like there's distance between her and Zayne, especially when they first come back into each others' lives for the first time, so getting to indulge in these little Tender Moments of them taking little steps towards each other, closing that gap between them, is so satisfying! Having that history gives them a dynamic unlike Rafayel or Xavier's with her, because she has her memories of their childhood, of who he was when they were younger, and who they are now, and can compare the warmth of him opening up, of the chuckles and laughter she elicits from him. They also have this kind of flirtship I really enjoy - something very coy, not in an uwu so shy way just.... very coy, both dancing around the bush, before one of them calls it what it is - I thought the A Heartfelt Paradise Tender Moment a really good example of this!

It's so easy to read Zayne as being cold and aloof, but he really does have so much warmth, he just isn't good at showing it. He doesn't wear things on his sleeves like Rafayel or MC. But good LORD when he's in private....!!!!!!! The Business Trip Memoria TOOK. ME. OUT!!!!!! This is the game launch and they're already throwing this at us?! It was, to me, such a mature kind of date to give us? Two people who have had to grow used to each other's absence in their lives, and continue having to make space for those absences, as both are busy people - Zayne, a dedicated cardiac surgeon and MC a hunter - and what it means to grow used to the absence and to miss each other. But listen - when MC got in his lap?! She was touching his mouth? His face?! "What did you want me to do, in front of all those people?" he asked her? SIR?!

HELLO?! Girl. Listen.

I had to fan myself alfjkkfkjafjkafkjaf lmao

I looooooove them for that element of normalcy - for the people who have important careers and lives that they have to attend to, but still find the room for each other in their lives. The implication that Zayne rushed his way through school, took on grueling workloads and lacked a social life amongst classmates much older than him, not because he loved learning or even because he was so dedicated to his career - but because it was his way back to MC, so that he could return to stand in front of her? GOD. HOW DO YOU MOVE ON FROM THAT? HOW DO YOU HANDLE THAT? Knowing that he did it all so that he could stand in front of you again? HOWLING pls LISTEN.

Zayne may feel cold on the surface, but he is SO warm, he cares so much. And not just about MC, either. Thank God, too, because I'm not huge on the "Cold man only cares about the woman he loves" type, but Zayne cares so much about his patients, and making sure they feel seen, cared about? His first anecdote had me crying about seniors in hospitals with no relatives to accompany them to their examinations ;~; What a man.

I haven't had a chance to dig into his myth yet, which is a shame, but his third anecdote DID destroy me. I'm not even exaggerating, I was sobbing in my bedroom - and the worst part is I knew it would be painful going in and I still wasn't braced for impact enough! I mean, frankly, both his second and third hurt but nothing like the third! Parallel universe Zayne in a grim reaper role where he must kill humans turning into Wanderers - so very opposite the surgeon version of him who does everything he can to save people, both of them living parallel lives to each other, experiencing each others' lives through their dreams/nightmares. THIS HAS ME SCREAMING!!!!!

So much of MLQC has a lot to do with timelines - parallel worlds, some alternate universes, a whole timeline that's technically the same timeline reset but also still moving forward...... lol I can't help but think about where all of this fits in to LADS. Even though the Myth storylines are taken as alternate universes.... I think they're part of everyone's stories. We see echos of them. I haven't finished Rafayel's but even little moments, like making a break for it and having to run to escape attention echos a scene of Rafayel and the Princess MC making a mad dash in the market alley to escape the palace guards. It feels especially true for Xavier and MC, which I'll get to. But especially with Zayne - whose myth, again, I haven't been able to dig into, but seems to pose him as a sort of god, a forseer - we have two very different timelines/events now: his myth/Philos story and his parallel Grim Reaper self. How many timelines/parallel universes are we playing with, I wonder....?

I really want to revisit this in the future when I do get to dig into his myth, because I can see how Rafayel and Xavier's myths tie into their identities and their dynamics with MC, but I don't know yet how any of that works for Zayne and MC! I'm so intrigued, I can't wait!!!!

And finally, Xavier. God, I should have known lol in retrospect I should have realized Xavier would be my weak spot but listen..... sometimes I gotta lie to myself lol I love everything about him, the seemingly gentle eepy man who is also simultaneously a walking weapon of mass destruction but also so easily stumped by a UFO machine lol. Much like Rafayel, I'm especially fond of him because of the depth and dynamics, but also, honestly, much like Rafayel, he just checks all the boxes. Poisonheart puts it best when she says Xavier is the perfect middle-ground of the two - he's not as sassy as Rafayel is, but he'll still roast MC, he's very grounded and comes off a little aloof sometimes, but he doesn't seem nearly as aloof as Zayne, and he's also really unintentionally funny! He plays the middle-ground of them SO well. And where Zayne was working hard in order to show up in front of MC again and Rafayel has a score to settle but also so much neediness, it feels like Xavier has a LOT of karma to make up for.

Now, I personally don't have his myth cards, but poisonheart does, so everything I know I've experienced via her and all of our hours of screaming lol and the thing that really gets me the most about Xavier and MC is like..... okay it's the way he's clearly this really incredibly strong guy, but he plays the submissive prey role so well? lol He begs if she tells her to, he doesn't resist, he indulges her, he plays along - but when the mood strikes, he'll pull the dominant switch and flip the table and alkfjlFKJKAFJ ALKJFAF LAKJFAKFKJFAJ AFLKJD GODDDDDDDD IT GETS TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Xavier has that sense of like.... everything for MC, right? Like he's making up for a lifetime. There's implications that maybe he's been searching through space and time for her, trying to find her, that they've lost and each other countless times before - or rather, she's lost him - and his Shooting Stars myth supports this. Sometimes it's really subtle, sometimes it stands out so much I'm in agony. She remarks so often how he feels so distant, like he's as out of reach and mysterious as a star. She has nightmares about him disappearing and he is incredibly reassuring about staying, about not leaving. And maybe I'm reading into it, but he even talks about her hanging on tight, like maybe if she's strong enough, she can keep him from ever being taken away, keep them from being separated this time.

He's also the one who feels like he's actually endured all the years. Rather than separate timelines or parallel worlds it feels like Xavier has actually traveled through space and time, like he's the same Xavier from the myth himself, which makes him talking about the loneliness of stars so much worse. How long has he been alone, searching for her? ;~;

But their dynamic just really gets to me - it's those echos, the way MC subconsciously acts on them, and how indulgent Xavier is towards her. It's the playful teasing and the gentleness and how he plays so submissive and docile but when the mood strikes he can switch it up and catch her (and me!!!) off guard. It's the way he texts LMAO never writing out you or one lmao (which is marginally better than Rafayel's COMPLETE LACK OF PUNCTUATION LMAO ALFKAJFKJAFKJAFKJAFJK) It's the way he has that innocent baby face and could absolutely get away with murder.

Initially I had contemplated if it was possible he is actually a star and while maybe that isn't true I am still not certain he's human - at least he's not from our world (especially if he really is the very Xavier from the myth) but I still like to think of him as one, because he wears the star motif so well and likens himself to one so often. Also, look, I am a SUCKER for a star motif. I was doomed from the start lol.

There's just something about the agony and TRAGEDY in their past, in the echos, the subconscious fears, and the sheer indulgence!!!!! It's MC telling Xavier he might be her enemy later and the distress it caused him, prompting him to share his access privileges with her to earn her trust ;A; It's the way he's apparently spent DECADES, at the VERY LEAST, on our earth AND HE'S A TERRIBLE, TERRIBLE, TERRIBLE COOK lmaoooooooo it's the stupid little lines he says because he's not as overtly clingy and pouty as Rafayel but an armful of plushies is a dreadful thing because then he doesn't have a free hand to hold MC's hand !!!!!!! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE NORMAL ABOUT THIS?! WHINES

I could write a whole essay about Xavier and I'm restraining myself and attempting to be really, really normal about him okay?

But yeah for him it's that depth of like... the guilt and agony he carries - because not only does leaving her hurt him, but it hurts himself, too. That unbearable loneliness, the endless wait, hoping, wondering, unsure of when, or if, he'll find her again, but refusing to give up - and when he does, endeavoring to make up for it. Like, as it is, there's something about strong men being submissive that is so lakkjfkafkjfkjaf alfjakfaf but it's the way Xavier does it with MC that is soooooo INDULGENT, so VERY "for you, because it's you" that makes me want to chew my keyboard and howl at the moon and every time he reassures her he won't leave I feel dread but also I want it to be true.

I know how papergames operates. I know Xavier may mean it, but I also know.... ;A;

And to think, this is all JUST THE LAUNCH STUFF! We haven't even passed chapter 8 yet lmao We don't even have all our LIs! We've (maybe?) yet to meet our antagonist? WHICH I'M EXCITED ABOUT BTW

Listen.

I have some thoughts and I'll try to keep them short (yknow, for me) because this is already long and rambly and maybe I can just expand on this later but: Sylus and Caleb are confirmed as LIs right? But are they the same person or not??????

If Sylus = Caleb it gives us a LOT of potential for exploring some really complex, grey morality. I mean, no matter what, Sylus is going to bring grey morality lol but especially if it turns out Caleb is actually secretly the leader of Onychinus, because it brings that whole "Who is this person I thought I knew?" and more so because Onychinus is poised as an enemy to the Hunter's Association.

But something Papergames has done in MLQC and I fully expect them to do here is explore grey morality, not only in Onychinus, but the Hunter's Association. Xavier's Tender Moments Garden of Secrets brings up the implication that some Wanderers are, in fact, intelligent, and while it's rare, it can occur. And with parallel world Grim Reaper Zayne having to kill people before they turn into Wanderers it begs the question of this world: can that happen here, too? And it gets into the moral conundrums. That's not to say the Hunter's Association are bad for killing Wanderers and protecting people but it starts to bring up questions, because in Grim Reaper Zayne's world, this is being covered up. What about this world? There's also the question of what is Onychinus even doing? I fully expect to find that whatever their objective is, it will be a question of the greater good and if the ends justify the means and the such.

Ultimately, an antagonist LI has to be sympathetic in some fashion, because how else are they going to write the story for them lol. Like they can certainly have Bond/Memoria/Tender Moments that are more about the combative element of their relationship meeting the chemistry that draws them to each other, but at any rate, there has to be something that draws them to each other and makes them care, right? So therefore, he can't be entirely bad, or at least MC has to be able to empathize with him and his objective, or the cause of it or something like that.

If Caleb = Sylus, that might be more achievable because of their history, but obviously that isn't a requirement, and that can also make it more complex, because again, that whole "this person I thought I knew".

I think there's a possibility for that overlap partly because we already have a LI with a history with MC - but to be fair, Zayne's history with MC is very different than Caleb's and has a different dynamic, so even if they didn't give him the villain route, it would still play out very differently and give them a significantly different enough dynamic that I don't think it would be a big issue.

If he's not Sylus, then there's still a lot of avenues to explore with Caleb. They've already implied that Caleb wants to take care of MC, wants her to lean on him and let him play that role for him, to stop being so strong in front of him, and I think that could very well affect his story and what has lead to his "death". Being in the airforce makes me wonder if it's possible that the military is associated in any way with Onychinus - after all, didn't he say that he does top secret work involving the deepspace tunnel, and isn't Onychinus interested in that? It wouldn't be the first time a government agency was written as being corrupt lol (and again there could be a lot gray morality here where Onychinus isn't necessarily inherently bad). Caleb could have gotten involved simply by his job.

There's the revenge angle, if he, too, was an experiment subject (which would make sense because why did Granny take him in as well?) and wanting to get back at? the people who experimented on them. Or wanting to be more involved? A spy case? SO many possibilities and I'm really excited to see where it all goes!

I think regardless of how Caleb is reintroduced to the story, I imagine there's going to be some kind of conflict - his "death" and then reappearance.... did he know that was going to happen? was it planned? was he involved? I don't think they'll bring him back and yay! now she has a family member back but I think there will be some kind of strife to work through, some good ol angst that really plays with the dynamic of feeling hurt and betrayed but wanting to return to the old times that can never be returned to, wanting to seek refuge in someone who maybe doesn't exist anymore, being drawn to someone you cared so much about and feeling so conflicted about it alfkjkfjkjafjkaf kj

I JUST HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS!!!!!!!!!!

This is such a rambling mess so kudos to anyone who made it this far. Maybe I'll manage to write some more bitesized thoughts later @___@

#Love and Deepspace #LADS Brainrot #LADS Rafayel #LADS Zayne #LADS Xavier #LADS Caleb #LADS Sylus

[gachapains]

Chapter 8 Love and DeepSpace thoughts!!!!

Spoiler and speculation and screenshots below

So we've come to the point where it just says "coming soon" and it's not level locked so that means that was this games " season finale " AND MANNN just some thoughts

Xavier confirmed Lumiere (though we all kinda knew)

My hunch is Xavier is some kinda of alien or super natural being from DeepSpace. Definitely a more shady person he's leading on too.

Xavier also mentioned something about no contact I wanna know what our connection is with him

Jeremiah seemed to know of us and was really?? Honored and shocked to be in our presence?? Why??? Is it because of the aethercore, does he already know us, or something else I dunno??

Rafayel being a merman just kinda checks, there were signs for sure.

Rafayel is either evil or on our side, he definitely sold us out in some way or another

That person Rafayel is talking to at the end had a highly detailed model which means he's gunna be important, he didn't sound like Caleb but he kinda looked like him... That's just my speculation though

What the fuck is Zayne defrosting??? OR FROSTING??? IDK??? It looked like it had a protocore so maybe some kind of monster??

I wanna know more about Zayne, I feel like we got bits and pieces for Xavier, we flat out got told Rafayel is a merman and is into some shady stuff. But Zayne we got very very little.

Also the eye, I hate this thing sci-fi looking ass

If the developers are gunna pull a Mr. Love Queen's Choice and make us some sort of pivotal part to this, the world is in some sort of danger. MC definitely seems to be capable but in the last chapter she was just careless so I'm curious to see if she remains a strong person or if she's gunna turn into a damsel in distress.

Anyway those are just my thoughts. Really excited for the future of this game. It's probably gunna be a month or two before the next chapter comes out. Those who played MLQC will know the pain of having to wait a long ass time for more story 🫠 (I only played like the first chapter of Hoyoverse's Otome game so idk if was the same deal.)

#sinspeaks #love and deepspace #love and deep space spoilers #love and Deepspace chapter 8 #mlqc spoilers

[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw's 6th Anniversary event - Day 1

⚡ Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an Event which hasn't been released in EN yet!⚡

[Day 1]

MC: Shaw, Shaw!! I'm now a walking koi, the ultimate lucky charm. Why don't you come and give me a big hug and share the joy?

There was no response in the room, only the clear and intense sound of buttons being pressed was heard.

From a distance, I saw Shaw in the living room, holding a controller and dominating the game world. This guy really...!

Just as I was about to rush over to "interrogate" him, the BOSS on the TV screen dramatically falls, spewing out a pile of coins and treasure chests.

Shaw: Nice! Shaw: Why is the rabbit not hopping on land and diving into the water now? The ultimate lucky charm?

Shaw, still picking up the spoils while talking, looks at me with a relaxed demeanor, showing no signs of stopping his gaming spree. I took a bold step forward and stood in front of the screen.

MC: Make sure you won't regret this attitude. Are you sure you don't want some of this good luck?

Shaw raises an eyebrow and extends his hand towards me.

MC: Alright, you know how to appreciate good luck.

I smile, opening my arms, but to my surprise, he firmly clasps my hand and pulls me to sit beside him.

Shaw: I happen to be unlocking a new weapon. Let's test out 20% of the luck first, and then I'll consider if I want to continue. MC: Okay, you're quite thorough.

He shrugs, presses a button with his other hand, and the treasure chest on the screen immediately starts shaking, revealing a dazzling golden dagger.

Shaw: ……….!

The next moment, Shaw pulls me into his arms and, without saying a word, starts manipulating the controller left and right.

With such an obvious "answer," I can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

MC: See, my lucky streak is truly well-deserved. Shaw: Don't show off. Are you here specifically to showcase your luck? MC: Of course not! MC: Do you remember the "Love Expedition" activity launched by the municipal hall these past few days? Shaw: Yeah, I got a text saying I won some shopping vouchers or something, but it's nothing interesting.

He pauses, raising his eyebrows as he sizes me up.

Shaw [sudden realization]: You wouldn't...? MC: Well, I actually...

I smirked and took out a brand-new set of car keys from my pocket, dangling them in front of him.

MC: Shaw, I won the grand prize—a RV!

The character on the screen suddenly halts, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Shaw [super duper shocked]: You became an island owner just this summer, and now you're pulling another stunt at the end of the year?

Shaw: ...Tsk, are you playing a prank on me using official events? MC: Hehe, open your eyes and see for yourself.

I pull out my phone to show him the lottery results page, witnessing a flash of astonishment in his eyes, which greatly satisfies my inner mischief.

MC: Moreover, the organizers offer fantastic "after-sales service" with multiple sweet travel routes for citizens to choose from.

MC: How about taking advantage of this and embarking on a nationwide RV tour?

Shaw: Sure, when do we leave? MC: Next week, of course. I've deliberately cleared an extra-long vacation for this.

I glanced at him with a hidden agenda, hoping he won't spoil the fun for himself.

Shaw: Next week? The old man asked me to join him for a field investigation. MC: Oh? Did you agree?

Seemingly surprised by my response, Shaw raises an eyebrow.

Shaw [elongates his tone]: Of course not. Shaw: You really didn't fall for it. MC: Your routine of feigned reluctance followed by agreement is too familiar. Come up with something new, Master Shaw~

I sit cross-legged, smiling, and open my phone's memo app—

MC: After all, it's our first "nationwide RV tour," so there's quite a bit to prepare. I've listed some tasks; take a look.

Shaw: ... Shaw: Tsk, you're bringing quite a lot of stuff. MC: We're visiting so many cities; we need to be well-prepared.

Shaw quickly scans through the list, his gaze stopping at the final note—

"PS: Travel guide section to be completed; will add after MC and Shaw find relevant guides."

Shaw: What does this mean? MC: Hehe, it means that for the next week, we'll each look for guides. I'll handle the food guide, and you take care of the sightseeing guide. MC: This way, we can ensure our travel experience is maximized! Shaw: Isn't that just repeating what others have done? It's not very exciting. MC: Well...

Seeing his disapproval, I quickly change the subject.

MC: Let's leave the travel plans entirely to you. MC: With you as our "folklore expert" leading the way, the journey will surely be more thrilling. What do you say?

He pauses for a moment, as if scheming something.

Shaw: Well, that's not a bad idea. But if I plan the itinerary, what will you be responsible for? MC: As for me, I'll take care of adding a touch of elegance to your itinerary. But the condition is that your "arrangements" need to be exciting enough.

Shaw lifts his chin slightly, and a glint of interest sparkles in his eyes with the afternoon sun.

Shaw [extremely happy]: Alright, let's have a trip where one plus one is greater than two.

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Shaw: You're right; the official prize is quite generous. They really sent you a legitimate motorhome. MC: →→ What did you expect, a scale model? MC: But on a serious note, there's one thing I want to "declare" in advance— MC: Since we'll be spending the next week here, we need to decorate it nicely. Shaw: I have no objections. The car seems quite spacious. Shaw: I can bring my bass and skateboard along. MC: Great! Let's also get some flowers and plants, and set up some memories that belong to us! Shaw: (⌐■_■) It sounds like this little motorhome is going to "carry a heavy load" ahead.

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MC: The first stop chosen by the organizers is quite nice; the scenery is fantastic! MC: But it's just too rich; I'm starting to feel overwhelmed. Shaw: (⌐■_■) Greedy people want everything, but they might miss out on great opportunities. MC: Well, you try then. I want to see how you choose from so many options. Shaw: Don't you love local delicacies? Let's fill your stomach first. MC: Good point. Let's go, let's go. I want a serving of every delicious dish!

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Winter in the water town did little to dampen the enthusiasm of tourists. The narrow alleyways were bustling with crowds and the scent of cooking.

Briskly, Shaw led me away from the bustling area to an undeveloped ancient town. The cobblestone roads here were not as smooth as before, and the ancient houses built along the water showed signs of peeling paint and the passage of time.

MC: Wow, it's so peaceful here. Looks like someone made serious arrangements.

Shaw: Of course, I didn't drive for over ten hours to see the same old tourist spots.

As we spoke, we passed over a stone bridge, and several awning-covered boats moored along the river caught our eyes. Next to them was a wooden sign that read "Boat Ticket Office."

He glanced at it and quickened our pace.

MC: Huh? Are we going on a boat? Shaw: Of course, we're in a water town. Boss, ready for some business.

The boat, covered with woven rattan canopies, smelled of wood and freedom. Though the interior was dimly lit, sunlight streamed in through the side windows, creating a unique atmosphere.

As the boat gently swayed with the flow of the water, I curiously leaned against the window and peered outside.

Shaw: Look around all you want, but make sure to sit tight. I'm only responsible for rowing the boat, not for fishing people out.

He grasped the oar and began to paddle forward, causing ripples on the river surface as we moved slowly ahead.

The view was different from the stroll we had just taken; now, the panorama of the ancient town unfolded like a scroll painting.

A few pastoral dogs wagged their tails, weaving through the alleys, while an elderly woman sat by the river repeatedly washing clothes.

Most residents sitting in front of their houses sunbathing were looking at their phones, and faintly, the abrupt words "Little Beauty, Little Handsome" drifted into our ears.

MC: Haha, this short video is really breaking the atmosphere of antiquity. I thought we might hear some traditional folk songs by the river... Shaw: Who says we can't hear them?

He pulled out his phone and swiped a few times. At the same time, he neatly arranged the headphone cord and handed it to me.

In an instant, a melodious flute and a female voice intertwined, flowing like a mountain spring, drowning out all the modern clamor.

I lifted my head in astonishment, meeting those eyes filled with a smiling gaze.

Shaw: Don't look at me, look at the scenery.

His voice was somewhat indistinct, and I smiled as I turned my head, gazing at the "world" he had brought me to.

The willow trees on both banks swayed with the wind, and the ripples on the water reflected the fragmented waves of sunlight.

A serene and contented mood quietly surged within me, and I gently leaned on his shoulder.

MC: I didn't expect you to have such elegance. MC: I thought in a place with flowing water and small bridges like this, you would take me to do something thrilling.

Shaw: Thrilling? Like this?

With a slight tilt of his body outward, the boat immediately leaned with the motion, frightening me into holding onto him tightly.

MC [screaming]: Ahhhh—stop, stop, stop messing around! Shaw: Weren't you implying that I'm not thrilling enough? MC: That's not what I meant...! Shaw: Then what? Can't I have moments of leisure? MC: Haha, of course you can. When you're doing calligraphy or watching archaeological documentaries, you seem quite at leisure...

I blinked and smiled, and he, unusually, didn't press further, continuing to row the boat.

In the midst of the tranquility, a shout came from the shore—

?.?: Darling, come help me collect the laundry.

In response, raindrops began to fall from the boat's awning, creating ripples on the water's surface.

As if urging pedestrians to quicken their pace, the rain gradually intensified, forming a faint mist before our eyes.

MC: Why did it suddenly start raining? Could it be... Shaw : It's not my concern; this world also experiences natural precipitation.

He complained while averting his gaze, casually adding another remark.

Shaw [in a low voice]: It's just that the weather forecast was unreliable, making us late.

At this moment, a thin mist quietly descended, as if placed in an ink painting. We glimpsed at its most original appearance.

No pedestrians, no clamor, just a quiet city.

"Spring water is greener than the sky, painting boats listening to the rain and sleeping." Those verses passed down for a thousand years finally became tangible in this moment.

I stole a glance at Shaw and found him, for once, gazing earnestly at the scenery, with a subtle curve on his lips.

Could it be that he had been waiting for this moment?

Understanding his thoughts vaguely, a sweet feeling bloomed freely in my heart. I casually moved closer to him.

MC: The scenery now is even more beautiful than before, thanks to this rain.

Shaw: Do you like it? MC: I really like it. Shaw: Then, is that exciting enough? MC: Mm, Eek…

Just as I realized there was more to his words, Shaw suddenly leaned closer to me, with the boat swaying, and he smiled even more.

Shaw [clears his throat]: Now, it's your turn. What about the "finishing touch" you promised? MC [panicked]: Now?

Seeing the teasing look in his eyes, I quickly spoke up.

MC: Now is fine, but I need to think about how to add this flower to make it beautiful.

He made a meaningful "hmm" and casually rested his chin on his hand, looking at me without saying a word.

I pursed my lips, turning my gaze back to the beautiful scenery in front of us.

How could I make this moment even better...

At the very least, I wanted to make everything brighter, like the clear sky after the rain.

I contemplated until the melodious flute sounds in my ear became continuous and uplifting. A thought struck me, and I called out softly.

MC: Shaw, close your eyes.

He raised an intrigued eyebrow and willingly complied. However, when I put the other earphone on him, the noise in his ear increased a bit.

Shaw[irritatingly]: Is this your "flower"? MC: Yes, don't you like it? MC: A small boat flowing in the rain with melodious flute music... it creates a perfect atmosphere.

Shaw: So, replicating mine isn't exactly original—

In the gradually intensifying rain, I didn't respond to him anymore and gently kissed him.

The cool rain fell diagonally on our bodies, only to be quickly melted away by the warmth in our hearts.

Almost imperceptibly, Shaw chuckled softly between our lingering breaths.

Shaw [very pleased]: Hey, isn't this considered cheating? MC: Not entirely. Don't tell me you don't like it?

Shaw lowered his gaze and, seeing me approaching with anticipation, a hint of meaning suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Shaw: Your lines are too naive. MC: Whatever, if you don't want to answer. Shaw: I didn't say I won't answer, just… not now. Shaw: If you want to know the answer, remember every minute and second of the upcoming days. MC: You're keeping me in suspense again! Fine, I won't ask.

Shaw: Oh? Then you've lost more than just an answer. MC: You're just playing mysterious games; I won't fall for it.

Shaw: I'm not lying. In this trip, I've hidden something.

Amidst the misty rain, I couldn't see the color in his eyes clearly, but I noticed as he leaned a bit closer.

MC: Huh? What is it?

Shaw smiled, released his grip on me, and took hold of the oar, steering the boat forward leisurely.

Shaw: It wouldn't be fun if I told you directly. Figure it out yourself. Shaw: See if you can find it before the end of the journey.

—

🚐 Day 2

#haha I really took my sweet time so sorry for that🥹 #anyways this sixth anniversary event is more entertaining than the fifth one! #you'll see as you spend more time with them on their journey and their lovely interactions 😍 #not MC flexing her luck in front of shaw and him being totally unfazed by it😂😂 #and how he immediately pulls her into his lap after experiencing it👀😂 #mlqc spoilers #mlqc cn #mlqc shaw #mlqc ling xiao #mlqc translations #mr love queen's choice #mlqc #love and producer

[rosa-rubus]

I'm saving up hard for the Shaw kiss karma that's coming next year…

#i need it!! #we've been waiting forever #the temptation to pull for shaw and victor and gavin karmas is getting bigger with each new event though… #mlqc #mr love queens choice #mr love shaw #mlqc shaw #evol x love #reh has entered the chatroom #otome #otome game

[baiqi]

i’m so so so insane over this rn

#mlqc #mr love queen’s choice #I WANT THIS CARD PLEASE T_T #i did four or five pulls and got NOTHING. not even a new SR T_T #i Might be able to do one more by the end of the event but…. #i think i’ve only ever gotten one gavin card from the wish tree sob sob #gavin #baiqi.txt

[hellcatinnc]

Day 8 Victor/Zen - Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

I felt like this man needed some recognition whether you know him as Victor or his Japanese name Zen either way this is one fine man, now let me tell you why he is husbando material.

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He Is All About You

You are his everything, his number one need and he will do anything for you. Yes he has his dominates side to him but he will always treat you with tenderness and kindness. He is still the guy who will wait until you tell him what you want and once he knows then his dominate streak kicks in but he will never make you do anything you don't want to. He knows he doesn't want to lose you at any cost.

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Loves To Cuddle

Any chance you get your welcome to fall asleep in his arms. He will read you a bed rime story, or just hold you and keep you warm. After a long day he might even snuggle you and fall asleep in your arms. You are the only one he has let his guard down and can rest peacefully next to you without worrying about anything bad happening to him. He knows you take care of his heart same way he takes care of you. He likes to watch you sleep at times, pushing your hair back off your face so he can see how beautiful you are as you dream. He loves to watch you breathe knowing the woman he loves is in his arms.

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He Is Very Passionate

It doesn't always have to be sex but he has no problem pulling you in as your putting up your hair before you go out or grabbing you and kissing you while your at a fancy party. He doesn't care where it is if the notion strikes him and he knows he wants your lips he will grab you and pull you into him crashing his plush lips against yours and embracing your whole body as he does so. Its not hard to see in a moment like this his whole body will be pushed against yours and if he doesn't make you wet from just a simple gesture like this trust me he will do it again before the nights out until you want him and can't think about anything else.

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He Has A Softer Romantic Side

He is the guy who will hold you all night long if you tell him your scared or hold a umbrella over your hear while he stands in the rain to protect you from getting sick. He will open your door for you and carry your purse and items if your hands are full. He is a gentleman to you and loves sharing romantic recipes with you when he wakes you in bed. He will throw rose petals all over the floor before you come home leading you to a bubble bath with soft music, wine, bubbles and him waiting for you to join him. He knows how to make you feel special.

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He Is Your Prince Charming

Consider him your prince charming because he will ride in on a horse sweep you up off your feet and carry you in his arms with him. He even looks sexy as a prince too so its a win/win. He is very charming and knows all the sweet little things to whisper in your ear as he has you in his arms as you ride the countryside.

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He Will Bring You Flowers

He loves to bring you flowers whether a single rose on some occasions or bouquets on others. He even likes to bring teddy bears to go with it sometimes just to give you something to squeeze when you can't squeeze him. He loves bringing you flowers based on his wants and needs. So red for passion is his favorite to buy for you though.

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He Is A Tsundere

Yes this man is such a tsundere to everyone who meets him or works under him they see him as a very dominate and strict man your the only one who tore those walls down and got his softer side, and it was well worth it. Sometimes watchin him treat others the way he used to do you brings back nostalgia but also turns you on a bit how dominate he can be.

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He Is Sexy

This man drips sex appeal. He loves to walk around the house with nothing but a towel on after a shower or leave his pj's open as he shaves. Anything to bring your notice to his perfectly chiseled body. He likes to make sure he is wet or dripping any chance he can get thats when he knows you find him the sexiest.

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He Can't Take His Eyes Off You

No matter what your out doing he has a habit of stopping and watching you. Your beauty captivates him he can't look a way at times. He loves watching you when you get excited and when your happy. He loves it even more when he watches you get happy over something he has done for you and know it makes your world brighter.

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He Knows How To Please A Woman

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Trust me he will keep your sexual needs satisfied in every way. He loves to make passionate love every time he gets a chance to seduce you. He won't stop until he has you begging him to. Being a very dominate man he likes to control every part of you including when he makes you cum and when makes you scream his name. He likes to make you strip for him then after you have been a good girl he rewards you from top to bottom. If you want him all you have to do is tell him he doesn't care where you are at he will take you in a bathroom, at the beach, or even in the car if he wants you bad enough and knows you want him.

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He Will Protect You

He will stop cars, time and even break the world if he needs to so that he knows your protected above anything else. He has a temper when someone tries to hurt you but its the only time he shows his anger because you are everything to him. His jewel you are and no one will take you from him without going through him first.

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He Will Take Care Of You

He will tuck you in bed when your sick and won't take no for a answer, if he has to he will pick you up and put you in bed himself. He will make you your favorite foods and soups and then go the extra mile and feed them to you. He will monitor your fevers and hold your hair when your sick. He plans to take care of you until the end of time because he loves you.

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#anime #otome #shoujo #shoujo anime #gaming #husbando challenge #husbando #mr love queens choice evolver #victor mr love queens choice #mr love queens choice #zen mr love queens choice #mlqc