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[CN] MLQC Lucien’s Entrapment date translation

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

This post contains a detailed spoiler for a date that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

“The artist once hoped to put the butterfly on a glass cover and keep it with him forever. But later, he discovered that even when he let the butterfly go, it flew back to him.”

“It gave him happiness he had never felt or imagined before.”

“I love you.”

“Everything about you, every time you approach me... makes my heart beat excitedly.”

“It makes me fall in love with you again and again... for countless times.”

Translation under cut

(T/N: VERY RECOMMENDED TO HEAR THE VOICE ACTING, ESP THE I LOVE YOU BC IT’S JUST *clenches fist* SO GOOD. BLESS XIA LEI FOR GIVING US THE MOST TENDER, LOVING, AND SEXIEST 我爱你. Anyway I subtitle this date on youtube(turn on CC!) and don’t forget to come back here if you want to read my rambling slash analysis about this date if you want to, I’ll put it on the bottom part of this post-)

[Part 1]

A breeze blew the balcony curtain, and the clear blue sky was intermittently visible through the gap.

The light and shadow of the lamp brushed over the meals on the table and also reflected on Lucien's clear and elegant profile.

I withdrew my gaze and gently rubbed my coffee cup. After a few moments, I couldn't refrain from sneaking another glance at Lucien.

I heard a soft sound of metal touching the porcelain plate. Lucien put down the knife with a faint smile in his voice.

Lucien: Seems like MC has been secretly watching me since this morning.

Lucien: Is there something you want to talk about?

My small movement got busted. I paused a little and calmly denied it.

MC: ...Nothing, I'm just a little curious about your current condition.

MC: After being together for so long, I rarely see you drink as much as you did last night…

[Flashback start]

Some time ago, our work at hand came to an end, and we finally had a chance to relax.

With the intention of unwinding, we arranged a vacation to the city where a classic romance movie was set.

It was Valentine's Day, and romantic decorations could be seen all around the small town. The hotel also sent flowers and local red wine.

After a day of strolling around the old streets, I pulled Lucien to sit on the balcony sofa and enjoy the scenery at night.

The smell of red wine diffuses in the night. Lucien picked up the decanter and swirled it, then poured the wine into the glass.

I took a few sips, and the mellow aroma of the wine spread in my mouth.

I comfortably exhaled, and my tense nerves became relaxed. I saw a book of Spanish poetry on the corner of the table and opened it casually.

After stumbling over a few lines, an unfamiliar phrase caught my attention.

MC: distancia íntima…

I didn't know why I repeated it, and I saw Lucien on the sofa, gazing down at the color of the red wine.

So I gently leaned my head, rested my chin on his shoulder, and dragged the tail notes.

MC: Professor Lucien, I don't quite understand this part.

Lucien put down his glass and glanced over the line of poetry that I pointed to. Then, his gaze fell on my face.

Lucien: It refers to an interpersonal distance of 46 cm, which is also the minimum distance for self-defense.

Lucien: Typically, it is reserved exclusively for family members… or lovers.

Lucien's fingertips fell to my lips, gently wiping away the faint red wine stains. I asked him a follow-up question.

MC: What will happen if we overcome this distance?

Lucien: Then both parties will unconsciously want to share… love.

As Lucien spoke, his face approached mine a little closer. I could almost smell the faint scent of alcohol on his breath.

There seem to be unspoken and heavy emotions between our eyes. I put down the glass, smiling, and hooked Lucien's neck.

MC: What is it?

Lucien bowed his head along with my force. His falling bangs brushed my face.

Lucien: I find that there seems to be something else more worth focusing on… I can't wait for this 'lecture' to be over.

MC: Pfft, why are you getting more and more straightforward?

Lucien: [chuckle] I prefer to describe it as something "uncontrollable" rather than straightforward.

Lucien: I've heard that when your heart feels excited, your words or actions will unconsciously show it.

Lucien: (whisper) Just like right now, when I think that MC is very cute…

A drunken kiss fell on my lips along with his words.

The unfinished poetry book fell to the ground with a thud, but no one bothered to pick it up. I clutched the corner of Lucien's coat and instinctively responded to his kiss.

The moonlight is gentle. Between our intertwined breaths, I heard a vague whisper on my lips.

Lucien: (whispering between the kisses-) ...I love you...

My heart suddenly beat a little faster. I pulled away from Lucien, slightly panting. I want to hear more clearly.

MC: Y-you just said…

My words were interrupted by his lips that were chasing mine. I don't know if it is because of alcohol, but Lucien is a little more irresistible than usual.

As the kiss deepened, I gradually lost my focus. I can only close my eyes and cater to his demands.

But that whispered phrase lightly tickled my heart, with little tickles appearing now and then.

[Flashback ends]

[Part 2]

Lucien: MC?

Lucien's voice came to my ears. I looked back and saw Lucien looking at me with interest.

Lucien: Your ears are red... Did you think of something?

MC: (blushing) ...No, it's probably because the coffee is too hot.

I pretended to blow on the coffee in my cup and spoke in a casual manner.

MC: Speaking of which, do you remember what you said to me on the balcony last night?

Lucien tilted his head and seemed to think seriously for a moment.

Lucien: [chuckle] I can't quite remember.

Lucien: It seems that a lot of things happened and many things were said last night.

Lucien: Which one would MC like to hear? Maybe you can give me a hint?

Lucien's expression reveals a little bit of innocence as if he really can't remember the whisper that brushed through his lips.

I opened my lips, and a jumble of chaotic memories accompanied by hot whispers flashed through my mind.

How does this remind us that at that time we were on-

After a moment of staring at each other, I blushed and changed the subject.

MC: ... N-nothing, let's talk about it later.

(they really did ‘that’ on balcony-)

Lucien didn't ask any more questions, as if he didn't notice anything unusual. But I couldn't help thinking, how can I hear him say those three words again?

My heart skipped a beat when I glanced at the book of poems on the corner of my desk.

When I was flipping through the book last night, I saw that there were quite a few love poems included in the book. Maybe… I can use this to create an opportunity?

Thinking of this, I naturally picked up the poetry book and raised it at Lucien.

MC: I suddenly remembered that I hadn't finished reading this book yet.

MC: How about this… Please teach me to read some poems for the occasion of Valentine's Day, Professor Lucien~

I put a little more emphasis on the word "for the occasion".

Lucien looked at me for a moment, got up like he understood what I meant, and then sat beside me.

As the other side of the sofa sank down, I leaned towards Lucien, watching him take over the poetry book as he carefully selected the titles.

I looked at him expectantly. However, I heard Lucien speak in distress at the next second.

Lucien: There are many masterpieces in this poetry collection. Which one does MC want me to read with you?

...Have I not implied enough?

I was a little stunned, and unconsciously spoke.

MC: It's the kind of confession that says I love you-

I abruptly stopped talking for a moment. My ears flushed a little.

... I'm obviously here to set up the conversation. How come I fell into the trap before Lucien did?

I blinked unconsciously. Lucien rested the poetry collection on his chin and thoughtfully looked at me.

A few moments later, a warm hand fell on my shoulder. Lucien hugged me and brought us closer together.

I could almost smell the faint scent of cedar on him- it was the same scent I had been deeply tainted with from last night.

(heh, 'deeply tainted from last night')

Lucien: There is only one copy of the book, so I will have to ask this classmate to read it with me.

His fingertips stopped at a page of the poetry book as he spoke.

Lucien: Aquite amo (Here I love you)… I think this is the one that you like.

Lucien: Andan días iguales persiguiéndose (Days, all one kind, go chasing each other)…

His low reading voice came like a soft evening breeze passing through the twilight-shrouded pine forest.

I held my breath and subconsciously turned my head to look at Lucien. I belatedly discovered that we were already so close.

His side profile is just a short distance away, as if I can drop a kiss on his jaw by just tilting my head.

Noticing my gaze, Lucien raised his eyes to look at me. His voice filled with a couple of imperceptible laughter.

Lucien: [chuckle] Fellow student, please pay attention.

MC: (blush)...I'm paying attention!

I blushed and looked at the page, but I didn't know where I should focus on.

There was a gentle, meaningful laugh ringing in my ears. Lucien raised his hand and held my fingers.

I felt the soft touch of the paper through my fingertips. He guided me across the paper and landed on one line.

Lucien: I have already read this far.

Lucien: Aquí te amo y en vano te oculta el horizonte.

Lucien: Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain…

The long-awaited words just suddenly came to my ears. My heart beat a little faster, and I instinctively responded to his voice.

MC: Te estoy amando aun entra estas frías cosas (I love you still among these cold things)...

The room echoed with our overlapping voices as we read it to each other. But my eyes gradually began to wander.

I snuck a glance at Lucien, and leaned closer to him. The idea of being "greedy" probes a little bit.

It seems that I want so much more than that.

It would be nice to hear him speak his love... in a straightforward way.

[Part 3]

I pursed my lips in distress.

I know that Lucien won't refuse if I ask him. But a direct request is not as romantic as being unable to restrain your emotions.

But under what circumstances would Lucien say love?

The sound of reading stopped at some point. I belatedly raised my head and met Lucien's gaze.

Lucien: I finished reading the poem that MC wanted to hear. Should I continue?

MC: No~ I want to arrange some other activities.

MC: When traveling, we can't stay just stay in the hotel.

Besides, it is easier to create opportunities in a new environment!

I planned to get up from Lucien's arms, but he caught me by the waist, and I fell back into the embrace behind me.

Lucien's chin gently rested against my shoulder, mimicking my affectionate actions from last night.

Lucien: I have an alternative plan. Would you like to hear it?

Lucien: When I checked in yesterday, the front desk recommended the nearby home gallery and said it would be a good place to visit.

MC: A home gallery?

Lucien: Um, it was converted from a personal residence. The gallery owner changes the theme from time to time and selects paintings for display.

Lucien: The works on display are not those of famous artists. But the personal touch is stronger, and the atmosphere is quiet. The theme in recent days happens to be "lovers".

That sounds like… a good place for creating an opportunity.

I hugged Lucien's arm and nodded with joy.

MC: Well, let's go check it out~

The gallery mentioned by the receptionist wasn't too far from the hotel. Lucien and I strolled along the street, sometimes pausing to look at the roadside scenery.

After about ten minutes, I saw a building with a "Galeria" sign. Curious, I went ahead and pushed the door open.

The room was full of paintings. The elderly owner got up from behind the board and said some words to us with a smile.

Lucien nodded his head in response; I tugged on his sleeve curiously.

Before I said anything, he explained in a low voice.

Lucien: He said that the art exhibition is open, and painting tools are provided to create your own paintings.

Lucien: If you don't mind the surroundings, you can do it in the living room. Or if you don't want to be disturbed, you can also reserve a room. You can decide after the exhibition.

The old man gestured kindly towards the deep corridor in response to his words. Then he sat back at his drawing board and continued to paint.

Not wanting to disturb the old man's work anymore, Lucien and I glanced at each other and lightened our steps in unison.

The daylight flows quietly on the varnished floor, and various portrait paintings hang on the dark vine-patterned walls.

The brush strokes are either smooth or rough, but the faces drawn out are filled with love. I leaned close to the painting frame and carefully examined it.

MC: It seems that not all the portraits here are made by professional artists.

Lucien: Indeed, it is more like a portrait of a lover painted by a visitor on a whim.

I can't help but think of the scene in the movie where the young artist is at a loss as to what to do with his beloved and smile gently.

MC: It is indeed very appropriate to leave this kind of painting for each other in the "holy land of love"~

Lucien: Then, can MC paint a portrait for me?

I blinked in surprise and suddenly thought of something.

Last night, Lucien said that the intimate distance would make people unconsciously want to share their love.

Maybe this can be used to quietly close the distance and create an atmosphere that makes Lucien open his mouth!

Having made up my mind, I nodded with a smile.

MC: Then I'll invite Professor Lucien to be my model this time~

The door of the room was closed silently.

The silence slowly spread, and I could hear the rustling sound of swaying trees from time to time. Lucien looked around and saw the narrow prop bed in the corner.

Lucien: As a model, I have to maintain a pose for a long time… MC, do you mind if I slack off in this way?

As Lucien spoke, he walked around the table and chairs, and sat on the side of the prop bed. I coughed and spun the paintbrush twice.

MC: Sure. So, does Professor Lucien have any ideas about the modeling?

Lucien bent his slender eyebrows.

Lucien: I'll leave it up to the artist to decide.

Lucien: I'm willing to work with you on whatever you need.

Our eyes met for a moment. I held my drawing board and went to stand beside Lucien.

MC: Then I would like you to take a more relaxed pose, Professor Lucien.

As I said that, I pushed Lucien's shoulder. He cooperatively fell back on the pillow and looked at me sincerely.

Lucien: Is this enough?

MC: Let's get a little more relaxed.

MC: I want to portray the way you look when you're at ease~

I explained solemnly and leaned down to unbutton his coat.

MC: ...You should also dress in a way that brings out your sensuality, don't be so tense.

MC: Imagine that you're in the bedroom at home.

His coat fell to the bed sheet, making the atmosphere a little quiet and charming. Lucien looked at me and slightly moved his eyes.

Everything is going as expected. I sat down on the chair beside the bed. And I was beginning to plan how to move forward when I heard Lucien speak.

Lucien: Is this enough for you?

Lucien asked as he lifted his hand and unbuttoned his shirt one by one while I watched.

The collar that was buttoned to the top slowly opens up, and the smooth lines outline the firm shapes, which are gradually hidden behind the bottom of the hem. My ears suddenly turned red.

MC: I-I...

Lucien: I just think it will be more in line with the state that MC wants.

Lucien: (whisper seductively) Or do you need me to relax a bit more?

Lucien's fingertips continued to move down; his tail note was slightly lighter. For some reason, I suddenly felt that the air seemed to heat up a bit.

I quickly averted my gaze and subconsciously tightened my grip on the brush.

MC: No need, this will do!

As I said that, I hurriedly sketched out some lines on the board.

Lucien's soft laugh came to my ears. After the rustling of the fabric, the room returned to silence, with only the rustling sound of the brushes stroking over the canvas remaining.

In addition to wanting to create an opportunity to hear Lucien say those three words, I also wanted to give him this painting as a memento of our Valentine's Day trip.

Dark hair, slender eyebrows… I depicted every emotion stroke by stroke, and the familiar outline gradually emerged on the paper.

It's just that every time I look up, I can see Lucien's smiling eyes.

My face was getting hotter and hotter, and I started to avert my eyes.

The artist's red face when facing the model in the movie came to my mind. I hastily withdrew my gaze and huffed in empathy.

…It turns out that the scene was not exaggerated.

Gazing at the person you like for so long, you really can't control your heartbeat.

I tried my best to maintain my composure and finished most of the painting. Then, Lucien's phone suddenly rang.

He helplessly blinked at me. Before he could say anything, I handed over the phone.

MC: Let's take a look. What if it's news from the research institute~

Lucien took the phone, but his body still remained in the same position as before. He just raised his hand a bit and looked at the message.

The screen's glow shines on his face, sharp and gentle, wonderfully distinguishing between light and dark. Lucien glanced at me, smiled softly, and spoke.

Lucien: Can Miss Artist continue like this?

Realizing this opportunity, I put down my drawing board and got up from my chair.

MC: The angle has changed a bit. Let me correct it.

I said and touched Lucien's cheek, and quietly guided him.

MC: But I didn't expect Professor Lucien to be so calm when he posed in front of me in such a "seductive" way~

Lucien cooperated and tilted his head. His soft bangs brushed against my palm.

Lucien: After all, the job of a model is to work with the creative process.

Lucien: And in the eyes of Miss Artist, now I should be no different from a… butterfly

MC: Now the positions are switched.

I smiled, seeing that Lucien also seemed to have lost in the memory, and then he opened his mouth.

Lucien: The artist once hoped to put the butterfly on a glass cover and keep it with him forever. But later, he discovered that even when he let the butterfly go, it flew back to him.

Lucien: It gave him happiness he had never felt or imagined before.

MC: From the butterfly's perspective, it also reaped the happiness that comes from being willing to stop… The artist and the butterfly are meant to complement each other.

MC: Just like now, you are a "butterfly" that complements me.

Lucien silently looked at me for a moment and bent the corners of his lips.

Lucien: That's right. As you said, painting is a two-way street between the artist and the depicted subject.

Lucien: So, now I will also do my best to assist.

Lucien winked as he talked, and his posture became more relaxed.

I went around in circles and didn't hear the expected response. I pursed my lips and took a roundabout approach to lead him.

MC: Professor Lucien is a very cooperative model. He's probably the ideal partner for any artist~

Lucien: Perhaps. But this kind of close observation is a privilege that belongs only to you.

My heart skipped a beat.

MC: ....Will Professor Lucien have a special feeling when facing the artist like that butterfly?

Lucien: I have.

Lucien said and looked at me.

Lucien: Facing you, I seem to have no way to restrain my heartbeat.

Suddenly, his drunken confessions from last night come to mind, intertwined with his whispers at this moment.

Lucien: (whisper) Just like now. By simply looking at you, I can't help but want to…

Lucien paused.

Amid the accelerated heartbeat, he held my hand that was touching his cheek and slowly rubbed it. The already close distance was shortened again, and my wrist was warmed by the heat of his breath.

Bathed in a faint soft light, he stared at me and spoke softly.

Lucien: (continuing his whisper) So, I'm also a little curious.

Lucien: (still whispering) Now that MC is facing me, what are the thoughts in her heart?

[Part 4]

The church bells rang in the distance, and the birds fluttered their wings and flew past the window.

The shadow of the daylight reflected on Lucien's profile, and the air between us seemed to be stained with lingering and deep affection.

I gazed into Lucien's dark eyes and picked up the painting I was about to finish from the chair.

MC: All I want to express is here.

MC: In that movie, the moment the main character saw the painting, they understood the artist's intention…

MC: So, can you feel my emotions by looking at this?

Lucien looked at the painting. His eyes lingered on every spot as if he was facing a priceless work of art, and there seemed to be some emotions surging in his gaze.

Lucien: Mm, every stroke is full of tenderness and… yearning.

Lucien: Did I get it right?

Seeing his serious expression, I opened my lips hesitantly.

I painted each stroke of the painting with love. How can Lucien didn't feel it…?

Or is my drawing skill so clumsy… that I can't even convey my emotions?

I doubted myself and forcibly raised the corners of my mouth.

MC: It's not wrong, but it's not the right answer either. What I'm trying to express is- ah, just forget it.

I sat back in my chair, feeling a little bit defeated, and sighed unnoticeably.

A very soft sigh came from behind me. Accompanied by the rustling of clothes, I was swept into a warm embrace.

Lucien wrapped me from behind and held the paintbrush together with me.

His faint cedar scent surrounds my body. Lucien leaned close to my cheek and spoke in a low voice.

Lucien: Remember what I told you about "intimate distance"?

Lucien: Within 46 cm, you can feel every subtle change in the breathing and temperature of the person in front of you.

Lucien: For me, you are the only person who can enter this distance.

The brush we hold lands on the canvas. Amidst the rubbing sound caused by the friction of the brush and the canvas, the unrefined half of the face gradually becomes clear.

Lucien immediately put down the paintbrush. He didn't let me go and maintained our hugging position. We looked at the drawing board together.

The canvas shows him lying on the edge of the bed with a faint smile on his face.

However, upon closer look, I find that although the brushwork is more refined later on, something seems to be missing in how the painting subject is portrayed.

I opened my lips but heard Lucien speak.

Lucien: You noticed it too, didn't you?

Lucien: Even I can't paint a true portrait of how I look in your eyes.

Lucien: (whisper) Relaxed, disorganized, and also perhaps a little bit of what you call "playing tricks"… Only in front of you, everything about me will be open without reservation.

Lucien: (whisper) This is a side only you can see… And when I put the brush to the canvas, I can't pour more love into it than you do.

I looked at Lucien, a little stumped for words. In addition to the full attention in his eyes, he also showed a little helpless smile.

Is it possible that he has already understood what I want to express?

So why did he keep avoiding the word "love"? It's like he was trying to bait me to say the word….

I suddenly thought of something and broke free from Lucien's embrace with a little effort.

Then I got up and pressed him down on the chair, unsurely asking him a question.

MC: Your reaction to many things seems to be different than usual today.

MC: …Lucien, are you also planning something?

Lucien: Hmm? 'Also'?

Lucien's voice hid a deeper meaning to it. I opened my mouth and finally admitted with a blushing face.

MC: I admit, I have indeed been trying to bait you to say something to me… What about you?

In the gradual acceleration of my heartbeat, I met with Lucien's gaze.

Lucien: Of course, I… have the same purpose as you.

I blinked in astonishment.

MC: For what reason?

Lucien: For what reason…?

Lucien gently repeated my question, and his warm breath close against my skin.

Lucien: At first, I just thought that the way you worked hard was cute, and I wanted to see more of it. But then I became "greedy" too.

Lucien: Rather than fulfilling your wish, I rather see MC's most instinctive desire for me being revealed in the intimate distance that only belongs to us…

Lucien: Together with the most straightforward expression of love.

Lucien: But looking at it now, it ended up backfired. So, in order to make amends, I'm willing to accept any punishment.

Finally, there is an explanation for this man's various "unromanticism" today. I snorted softly and suddenly thought of something.

MC: But speaking of which, did Professor Lucien remember wrongly?

MC: When we were reading the poem, I was "tricked" into saying I love you first.

Lucien spoke with a voice that was filled with inaudible grievances.

Lucien: But those are the words of the poet, not yours.

Lucien: What I want to hear is a straightforward confession from MC.

I was stunned. I couldn't help laughing when thinking about how I precisely thought the same thing as him. My fingers pulled on Lucien's tie, and I moved closer to him.

Our breathing is gradually intertwined. I asked him a question in a soft voice.

MC: So, is the distance between us now less than 46 centimeters?

Lucien gazed at me and suddenly grabbed my waist.

Lucien: (chuckles, then whispers seductively) I think… It can still be a little closer.

The hands on my waist tightened a little. I leaned over to get close to him and spoke in a teasing manner.

MC: Doesn't Professor Lucien want to take the initiative this time?

Lucien looked as if he was allowing himself to be captured, but his eyes weren't wavering.

Lucien: After all, it's punishment time. So, I'm going to hand over all the initiative to you.

Despite saying these words, his hand did not loosen up in the slightest. Instead, he caressed upward, bringing me closer to him.

I couldn't suppress my laughter. I whispered as I bowed my head.

MC: How cunning.

I kissed Lucien as soon as the words fell.

A slightly cool sensation comes through equally soft lips, and my heart trembles with each restless movement.

I sank into the seemingly passive yet irresistible demands of the person in front of me.

The strength of my body was drained away before I knew it. I half-kneeled, half-sat in his embrace, and couldn't resist closing my eyes.

Entangling, deeply penetrating… The tip of his tongue lightly swept my sensitive upper palate. I shuddered and instinctively wanted to struggle.

But I was firmly confined and had nowhere to escape.

…I don't want to stay away either.

Until every breath that reaches deep into my soul gradually becomes fully tainted with his breath.

I could hear the rustling of the curtains brushing against the window and the sound of people walking in the hallway, but I didn't care about it anymore.

My senses, my everything… All melted in this kiss and the depth of his eyes.

Between our melded breaths, I slightly pulled myself away from Lucien and instinctively opened my mouth to speak.

Lucien: (with the most tender and loving whisper between the kisses) I love you.

MC: (whispering at the very same time as Lucien) I love you.

Coincidentally, our unanimous whispers were intertwined in the air. In just an instant, my heart was filled with happiness, flying like a feather in the warm sunlight.

I raised the corners of my lips and stroked Lucien's cheek.

MC: Is Professor Lucien satisfied with my expression?

Lucien clasped my hand and interlocked our fingers together.

Lucien: (whisper) It's even better than I imagined.

Lucien: (whisper) Everything about you, every time you approach me... makes my heart beat excitedly.

His warm breath brushed against my ear. Lucien tilted his head again and irresistibly chased after my lips.

The spring scenery is deeply reflected in his eyes, and I also saw my figure reflected in them.

After those whispers, I heard him whisper once again.

Lucien: It makes me fall in love with you again and again... for countless times.

[Personal Rambles + Date analysis(?) corner]

I love this date. Personally, I would even say that I like this date better than last month’s SP and SSR. I think it is worth being the one date where it has ‘I love you’ in it. Not just ‘I like you’, or his ‘definition of love’.

There are many things I want to scream about this date- but to keep it simple, I’ll just talk about some parts that I think are really interesting this date.

[Here I love you]

Okay, so the first one is the poem, ‘Here I love you’ by Pablo Neruda. I like this part because their poem exchange reminds me of the scene from Lucien’s Blossoms date where they wittily quoted poems to each other (something that sadly, gets lost in translation:”).

But anyway, back to the topic of my interpretation of how some lines of this poem coincided with parts of the dates and their story in general.

First of all, I love how PG choose this poem that explores love and fear of losing someone you love, which is THE big angst theme for Lucien.

"In that hazy memory, he seems to have lost someone."

—In his dream, he also sat with a girl under a tall tree, painting. He never understood why but when they drew a seedling on the paper, he would draw a glass to cover it.

Until just now, after he experienced the moment of losing the only color in his life, Lucien understood his choice in the dream.

—This is a fear of losing someone again.'  - [R&S Eternity and a day.]

There’s a reason why PG chooses to torture this man by making him believe that MC is dead after chapter 18 [R&S Not Planned On] and making him watch her die again and again in [Main Story S2 chapters 13 and 14]. Because he already lost so much in life, he’s probably the one who fear losing MC the most.

Here I love you. The word here indicates that the poet is the one who stays and waits in one place. Just like Lucien, who is always waiting for her to take him home in S2. He doesn’t mind waiting for her answer no matter how long. It’s also something that’s highlighted in [Dating Reality Show Date]. Where we learn that he was the one who fell at first sight and waited for MC whose love is something that grows with time and his companionship.

This is a port. Here I love you. Just like ships that always come and go in the port, so do people. But ships can always come back to port after they parted. The butterfly can always fly back to the artist even after the artist lets her go. I’ll dive deeper into it in its own section ;)

I love what I do not have. It really reminds me of what MC said in the only color call. Where she said that to love someone is to love them as an individual, and there’s no requirement for a special relationship. You just want the person you love to be happy, not to ‘have’ them :”.

The moon turns its clockwork dream; The biggest stars look at me with your eyes. Lucien will unconsciously reveal his sides that he doesn’t even notice. Only in front of her, he will open up everything about himself without reservation. ‘The biggest star’ is the love in her eyes as she gazes at him as if he’s the only person she can see in this world.

“You noticed it too, didn't you?”

“Even I can't paint a true portrait of how I look in your eyes.”

And the opposite also true, because he too, always gazes at her as if she’s the only person he can see in this world.

The spring scenery is deeply reflected in his eyes, and I also saw my figure reflected in them.

[Distancia Intima]

This one is probably the shortest part ahah, but distancia intima or Intimate Distance is the nearest space around our body and is reserved for an intimate person like a family member or lover.

For Lucien, it’s a space that only belongs to one person. Only in front of her, he can show his most unreserved sides.

But on the other side, it also means that she’s the only important person left in his life. Whether as his ‘family member’ or lover :”...

[Reverse Artist and Butterfly]

OK BUT, this one is definitely an unexpected twist, but pleasant. I love how in the process of confessing ‘I love you’ we get taken back to his very first definition of love, the Artist and Butterfly.

“If you can meet that artist, tell him this for me. That he actually doesn’t love the butterfly, does he?”

“Why do you think that the artist doesn’t love the butterfly? If you love someone, aren’t you supposed to move heaven and earth to tie them to your side?”

“But that is too selfish.”

“Yes, even I find it selfish.”

“But if he doesn’t do that, it’s likely that the artist will lose the butterfly.”

“And then his life will be like how it was before, his whole world would just be black and white.”

“If he really loves the butterfly, then he wouldn’t want to see them suffer, right?”

“Maybe I’m too simple, but for me, genuine love is simply loving that person as an individual, and I wouldn’t need a special relationship with them. I’d just want them to be happy.”

“If you were this butterfly, and there was someone who wanted to confine you to their side so they could keep you together with them forever…”

“Would you be willing?” - [The Only Color Call]

For him at first, to love is to bind someone by his side, but for MC to love is simply loving the person as an individual and wanting them to be happy. It reminds me of the saying ‘If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they're yours; if they don't they never were.’

The artist let the butterfly go, but the butterfly flew back and decided to stay with the artist because it is happy to be by the artist’s side. This happiness is a two-way street because the butterfly’s willingness to stop also brings the artist happiness he never felt before… Their choice of being by each other side is the longest confession of love.

It is even more interesting that this date talks about the identity exchange between the artist and the butterfly. All this time, we usually thought that Lucien is the ‘artist’ while MC is the ‘butterfly’ but it seems that, the reverse also works.

Because Lucien also brings color to MC just like the butterfly to the artist. They color each other’s world.

Perhaps for everyone, the world was monochromatic at the beginning.

With time and encounters, the world gradually became stained with colors, giving value to different people and things.

Slowly, the whole world becomes colorful as it interacts with memory. It also has smells and sounds.

Until the most special existence appeared that makes the color of this world more distinctive.

It's as if the whole picture has been retouched so that everything has a new meaning.

While we quietly shared the cake, I looked at Lucien's face lit by the warm lights.

“Lucien, you’re colorful right now” – Lucien’s 3rd birthday date

-and because MC too, just like the artist, also greedily wants to keep him safe forever. But because she knew that she couldn’t stop Lucien from walking towards his aspiration, all she can do is let him go and try to catch up to him.

Both of them learn to let go as the artist and also choose to stay as the butterfly because it’s what makes them happy.

[我爱你]

From ‘Can you teach me how to love?’ to ‘I love you.’ LOOK AT HOW FAR HE’S GROWN. I can’t believe it’s been days since the date and the PV but I still sob every time I heard him say that. It’s been a long process, even though he’s been declaring his love in his own way, whether it is his wordless declaration of love in S1 chapters 35 and 36. Or the wheat field as the representation of his heart, with the ebbs and flow of the tide as his heartbeat in S2 chapter 34.

I love you is special as the most straightforward way to declare one’s love. I love how on this date these two fools tried to trap each other into confessing but ended up confessing instinctively at the very same time lmao. The situation is really funny, with MC who’s trying her best to create an atmosphere where Lucien would say I love you vs Lucien that knows all along about her plan, even manages to trap MC into confessing first but ends up feeling dissatisfied with the confession because it’s the poet words, not hers (-how childish-).

On this date, both of them ended up becoming greedy, wanting to hear the most direct love confession from each other.

I snuck a glance at Lucien, and leaned closer to him. The idea of being “greedy" probes a little bit.

It seems that I want so much more than that.

It would be nice to hear him speak his love... in a straightforward way.

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“At first, I just thought that the way you worked hard was cute, and wanted to see more of it. But then I became “greedy” too.”

“Rather than fulfilling your wish, I rather see MC's most instinctive desire for me being revealed in the intimate distance that only belongs to us…”

“Together with the most straightforward expression of love.”

“What I want to hear is a straightforward confession from MC.”

-although both of their plans also end up backfiring as neither of them gets the straightforward love confession from their plans, MC was unhappy, and Lucien ended up taking the initiative to open up the first because he can’t stand seeing her in distress.

“It's not wrong, but it's not the right answer either. What I’m trying to express is- ah, just forget it.”

I sat back in my chair, feeling a little bit defeated, and sighed unnoticeably.

A very soft sigh came from behind me. Accompanied by the rustling of clothes, I was swept into a warm embrace.

It’s interesting sometimes how they sometimes mirror each other, having the same expectation and desires, while also opposing each other on the other occasion, like their belief and the way they see things. But one thing always remains the same, and it’s the fact that they’ll always yearn for each other.

In the end, they learn that they don’t need to go that far. They just need to follow their heart. Because whether when sober or drunk, the heart knows when to beat faster simply by the presence of each other. The most perfect explanation of this mutual eternal heartbeat is ‘I love you’. And he will keep falling in love, again and again, countless times simply by her close proximity or existence alone.

My final words; I’m very, very satisfied with this date~

#HOW CAN SOMETHING BE SWEET SPICY AND ANGSTY AT THE SAME TIME #enjoy the 1.5k date analysis (?) #this one is my personal favourite sobs #mlqc lucien #mr love queen's choice #mlqc date #mlqc cn #mlqc spoiler #mr. love queen's choice #mlqc

[haru-luo]

[CN Translation] 【Kiro·Wilderness Sound Waves】旷野音浪SSR <Sound Waves Date>

!Spoiler warning! : The followings contain contents for dates of Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice/Love and Producer that are yet to be released in Global server. If you do not wish to be spoiled then please refrain from going undercut.

Karma Quote : “Next, give me your heartbeat.”

The translation is undercut. You have been warned about spoilers.

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Preview of the date: Kiro was invited to participate in the music festival in Barcelona so we arrived in Spain early. When we were having a date in the bar, we encountered an uninvited guest.

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Part 1

Psychedelic neon lights danced on the dance floor, and ambiguous notes traveled into my ears through the speakers.

I picked up the wine glass and stared at Kiro's profile under the light's glare.

He rested one hand casually on the sofa behind me, and the knuckles of his other hand tapped his knees gently to the tune of the DJ onstage.

The slender eyelashes cast eyeshadows on his face, and the slightly closed eyes were filled with crumpled light.

I looked at his side face with a little trance, until he turned to look at me with a smile on his face.

Kiro: "Why is Miss Chips staring at me blankly? What is she thinking?"

MC: "I was thinking, the DJ music you've been tapping to just now, were you thinking about the next week's show?"

Kiro: "Mm, I didn't expect to come to the music festival this time but I ended up finding this bar. What an unexpected gain!"

There will be a wilderness music festival in Barcelona next week, and Kiro is an invited guest, so we arrived in Spain a week earlier to experience the local life here.

I looked in the direction Kiro pointed, and the DJ on the stage was controlling the magnetic head to swipe across the disc with one hand, while the other hand was raised high to the beat.

I took a closer look. The DJs here are very experienced and must be masters at this.

I was a little tipsy, I leaned my head on Kiro's shoulder and rubbed my cheek against the smooth fabric.

MC: "How did you get this though?"

Kiro: "Note that his look and approach seem casual but there are a lot of special designs in the mix."

MC: "Indeed, his expression looks so relaxed, but he never stopped for a moment."

Kiro: "The live environment really has a more intense atmosphere than from a digital screen."

At this moment, the resident DJ just switched the playing track, and the previously ambiguous music turned light-hearted.

Kiro pulled the brim of his hat and held out his hand to me.

Kiro: "After sitting for so long, would this lady be kind enough to dance with me now?"

MC: "Of course~ Mr. Zhou."

We walked carefully through the crowd to the middle of the dance floor. Kiro squeezed my hand as a signal to start.

I swayed my body, the music stimulated my excited nerves and the lights were dazzling and unpredictable.

I looked at Kiro, he danced with extremely smooth moves without being frivolous. It was casual but powerful.

His dancing posture obviously attracted the attention of some people. A hippie looked at him from a distance for a while and suddenly stepped forward.

Just when I thought he would recognize Kiro, he actually passed Kiro and looked at me.

Hippie: "Miss, how about changing partners?"

Part 2

A few people with sharp hearing came over after hearing our conversation and looked at us while gossiping.

Kiro hooked his lips and put an arm around me with a cold yet playful tone.

Kiro: “You are very courageous.”

The hippie looked at Kiro very disdainfully but suddenly froze in place.

Hippie: “You- You are Kilo?”

Kiro: “Don’t you think you’re having an illusion?”

Kiro spoke without hesitation, his tone was indifferent. He even looked directly at the other party without avoiding eye contact.

The hippie, clearly shaken by his indifference, squinted his eyes and looked at Kiro again, shaking his head.

Hippie: “Looking carefully.....he’s not even half as friendly as Kilo. Although they do look quite similar.”

Kiro: “Really?”

Hippie: “Hey now, I’m just trying to borrow your dance partner. Don’t be so stingy, you can dance with my dance partner instead.”

The crowd of onlookers grew more and more and Kiro’s embrace tightened a little. I frowned and looked at the hippie.

MC: “I’m sorry, not everyone can be my dance partner. I don’t think you can have a chance.”

Kiro looked at me with a daze and naughtily poked me twice with his hand around my waist.

The next second, his icy gaze swept over the hippie, a little uninterested.

Kiro: "Are you going to continue being an eyesore here?"

Hearing our words, the man whistled a little resentfully.

Hippie: "Well, just like glue. Lady, Kilo will be at the music festival next week. You should really go see him, he is much more handsome than your boyfriend."

What else would the man even have to say. The brisk music became more intense, and the lights flashed even more dazzlingly.

Cheers and whistles erupted from the crowd. Kiro took the opportunity to take my hand, passed through the restless crowd, and ran out of the bar all the way.

It wasn't until we were far out of the bar street that Kiro and I stopped and looked at each other, then we burst out laughing.

The evening breeze was cool, and the street was empty and quiet at midnight. Kiro bought two cans of drinks from the vending machine and handed me one.

We sat by the street, drank drinks in the hot sweat, and felt the cool stimulation.

Kiro: "Alas, the bar date failed."

I smiled and touched Kiro's "cup" and rubbed his soft blond hair.

MC: "What matters more is that we drank wine, danced and had a big show. This date was obviously a success!"

Hearing my words, Kiro laughed out loud.

Kiro: "Your serious look just then was quite an aura, that....."

MC: "Do you mean to say, "the queen of the dance floor?"

Kiro laughed even more after hearing this description.

MC: "However thanks to the bar DJ, if it wasn't for the music cut this time, we might have been entangled there for a long time."

Kiro looked at my eyes and blinked, they were sparkling.

Kiro: "DJ.....Music break...."

Kiro: "Oh right! Why didn't I think of that!"

Seeing my confused look, he smiled and took a sip of his drink.

Kiro: "I suddenly thought of an idea that could be used in the music festival!"

MC: "What did you think of?"

Kiro raised his head triumphantly, like a proud little bear with his head held high.

Kiro: "You can look forward to it~ Miss Chips is going to have to follow me closely, and the next stop of this date is about to arrive-- on to the road!"

He said and took my hand, strode forward, and walked out.

Part 3

A week later, the Wilderness Festival went ahead as scheduled.

Since the venue is a temporary setup, Kiro completed the modeling in advance in the studio rented by the organizer, and then drove to the venue.

The vehicle drove along the straight idyllic road, and the ever-rising view is endless green grass and olive trees in the mountains and plains.

Looking at the open scenery in front of me, my expectations grew stronger and stronger. I even wanted to get out of the car and roll around on the field.

Kiro: "When the festival is over, we can go wherever we want."

MC: "How do you know what I'm thinking!"

Kiro: "Because that's what I thought when I first came here. So when I received this invitation, I was already looking forward to your current reaction."

MC: "Oh~ It's that witty Kiro guess again. What do you think I'm thinking right now?"

Kiro rolled his eyes and patted his chest proudly.

Kiro: "You must be thinking "I have to grab the first row as fast as I can!"

MC: "Humph! It's half-right!"

MC: "I was also thinking, I'll have to save my strength for a while."

MC: "That way when you come out, you'll be able to hear me cheering for you in the first row."

I proudly took out the soothing lozenge from my bag and waved it in front of Kiro, but he grabbed my hand and pressed it to his lips.

Kiro: "You don't have to even shout, just stand there and I'll definitely spot you at the first glance."

Kiro, as a special guest, was arranged to go backstage to prepare for arriving at the finale.

At this time, there were not many people at the scene. After saying goodbye to Kiro, I quickly rushed to the stage area, followed the crowd of people, and barely grabbed a position in the first row.

The sun hung obliquely in the sky, the deafening music suddenly sounded, and the Wilderness concert officially began.

I suppressed my overwhelming excitement and forced myself to focus on the show.

The bands performing were from all over the world, and the styles of performances were diverse. The music was constantly changing, and the audience sang and danced to them.

Standing in the first row, I could see the sweat and passion of of the bands up close on the stage, and I was looking forward to Kiro's performance more and more in my heart.

I couldn't help but guess what Kiro said about the "surprise". Singing and dancing are his specialties, and the different styles of music are even more of his comfort.

MC: "I wonder what it will be?"

As we got closer to Kiro's performance, the cheers shouting "Kilo" became louder and louder.

I took out my phone and started recording the warm atmosphere of the waiting hall and sent it to Kiro.

MC: "Did you hear the audience calling out your name? Kilo's no. 1 fan is already in the first row! I'm looking forward to your surprise!"

Kiro quickly texted me back, and I couldn't help laughing while looking at my phone.

Kiro: "If I'm able to wow Miss Chips, I request to be rewarded!"

The romantic music gradually ceased. According to the program, the next finale is supposed to be Kiro's performance.

All the lights on the stage went out, but the crowd burst into cheers with everyone shouting Kilo's name.

I quickly took out two new glow sticks and joined the fan chanting.

Time passed minute by minute, the stage was still pitch black, and the crowd gradually became a little uneasy.

Audience: "What's wrong? Where's Kilo?"

The people around me started talking a lot. I knew that Kiro must have made special arrangements, but my heart was still hanging high, both excited and nervous.

Right at that moment, a spotlight suddenly shot on the stage.

A figure appeared in the center of the light.

His arms were wrapped with yellow bandages, the metal earphones were wrapped around his neck, his blond hair was tied up low, and his entire appearance was full of a casual and rebellious atmosphere.

Kiro stood in front of a large mixer, and he waved to everyone lively which attracted lots of cheers.

His blue pupils contracted with flickering light, he put his finger on his lips, and the restless crowd also quieted down.

Kiro: "Thank you all for participating in the festival. Now, please lend your ears to DJ Kilo!"

Kiro's slender fingers swiped on the disc, and the dynamic music sound and the electricity shot out. The lights became psychedelic and dazzling in an instant.

Familiar and unfamiliar melodies flowed into everyone's ears, but he then turned his song into a remix!

I waved the light stick vigorously and shouted for Kiro to the cheer calls of the crowd.

MC: "I'll love you for all my life with no regrets!"

It seemed that he heard my voice, Kiro winked at me, I guess he should have the same memory as me.

The temperature of my cheeks burned up, and my heart was beating violently.

A motorcycle galloped across the field, and the sports car whistled to the beat, but my ears and eyes couldn't look at anything else, there was only sparkling Kiro.

The familiar yet somewhat different person in front of me caught all of my attention.

He moved his body like the rising sun on the coast of Gibraltar, like a deer galloping and jumping in the wilderness of Caceres-- nimble and agile.

He walked to the edge of the stage to give high fives to the audience, and when he sang "Your lips are as sweet as honey", he moved naturally in front of me.

Kiro: "Thank you for coming to the festival!"

I held his outstretched hand and met his clear eyes. This special treatment made the fans around me cry out enviously.

MC: "Kilo, Te Quiero!"

Kiro took back the microphone and sang the second half of the sentence with a smile, "And I indulge in you uncontrollably."

The setting sun was bright and the stars were twinkling, but the man on the stage shone brighter than anything else.

Part 4

Kiro: "Finally work is over, it's Wilderness Date time now!"

We clasped our fingers and walked across the field. The moonlight poured down, the evening breeze caresses, and the lights were lit up.

Some people played guitar and sang songs in a circle, some danced to the music from the small speakers, and Kiro and I held hands feeling this hot summer night.

Kiro: "Miss Chips, what did you think of DJ Kilo's performance today?"

MC: "It was the best DJ performance I've ever seen. If you had participated in the top 100 DJs in the world, you would've definitely got the top rank!"

Kiro: "Hehe, although I really want to be humble, I've been practicing hard lately so I accept your compliment!"

MC: "The song you remixed were very good themselves! The mixing skill level was very high and the beat was super cool~"

Having said that, I sang my favorite part again, although not to the fullest.

Kiro watched me singing, then reached out and took out two light sticks from my bag, bent them, and swayed to my rhythm.

In the twilight, the throbbing golden glow sticks surrounded us both like unpredictable fireworks.

Kiro's face flickered under the glow stick, but the light in his eyes burned like a spark that never goes out.

Looking at his serious look, I felt fuzzy and warm, and couldn't help but reach out to squeeze his face.

MC: "If I were to rate today's joy meter, it would be 200!"

MC: "Not only did I get a glimpse of DJ Kilo's style but also got an after-party in the wilderness with just the two of us~"

Kiro: "The promised reward, can it be received now?"

I smiled and pulled Kiro's hand, closed my eyes, and the noise of the wilderness seemed to dissipate as if there were only me and him in this world.

MC: "Ready to accept your reward?"

Kiro: "Of course, come on let's go, Miss Chips. I'm getting a little nervous now though."

MC: "3--2--1--!"

MC: "Kiro, your DJ performance was super cool, I like you very much!"

I opened my eyes and waved the fireworks stick that I had prepared for a long time, making a big heart shape in the night.

My shouts traveled down the wilderness to far, far places and then quietly diffused into the night fog.

I could feel that the air seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then there was a burst of laughter all around. People who didn't know about it coaxed, and some even cheered.

Kiro's eyes lit up instantly, he took the fireworks stick from my hand, and the light flickered in his eyes as if illuminating my whole world.

It seemed that due to the influence of the atmosphere, someone shouted after us.

Passerby: "Kilo, you're so cool!"

One after another, the entire wilderness was filled with ups and downs of confession making Kiro's face turn red.

Kiro: "Alright, Miss Chips. You're making me feel a little embarrassed."

MC: "Do you like it?"

Kiro: "Of course I like it!"

He raised the corners of his mouth and looked at me with bright and serious eyes.

Kiro: "I heard the words you just said and the ones you shouted during the CALL on the stage."

Kiro: "I heard every word and every sentence clearly, and I will remember it firmly."

He said it, taking my hand and placing it on his chest. My face was hot as I looked straight into his eyes.

MC: "But was I too impulsive? Fortunately, I didn't attract too much attention, or else it would've caused trouble....."

Kiro suddenly turned his azure blue pupils narrowly. Just when I was a little confused, he took my hand.

Kiro: "MC, I like your impulsiveness."

Kiro: "Of course, you won't cause any trouble, but I sure will."

The next second, Kiro suddenly put his other hand around his mouth and shouted with all his strength.

Kiro: "MC, I hope you're always there to witness every new Kiro!"

His voice passed through the distant cold night as if it would reach far, far away.

I turned my head to look at Kiro and discovered that he was already looking at my face.

Kiro: "No matter what identity, what new challenge, or any new place I have to go to. I know Miss Chips will always keep a good eye on me."

MC: "I will!"

The surrounding crowd looked in our direction with confusion, and there were a few people who came over curiously.

MC: "Oh no, did they recognize you!"

Kiro winked at me, and pulled me to run in the wilderness.

MC: "Ki....Kiro, you....did you do that on!"

Kiro: "No doubt, it was intentional!"

A faint sound of music came from afar, and it seemed a little familiar. When Kiro heard the music, he grabbed my hand and suddenly change direction.

Kiro: "It's a song that we didn't finish listening to at the bar last week, do you remember when we ran out when this song was playing!"

MC: "I remember that and it seems like every time I hear this song, I get very flustered....."

Kiro and I couldn't help but look at each other and smile as he asked the question in my heart tacitly.

Kiro: "Miss Chips, do you want to continue the bar date that got interrupted earlier?"

MC: "With pleasure!"

We rushed to the crowd.

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DATE CLEARED~

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MOMENTS【 露天酒吧 】Open Bar

Kiro’s Moments Post: “On a sunny day, I want to go to Terraza with you for beer and iced milk tea.”

Option 1 :

MC : “I also feel that we didn’t have as much fun the last time. When will we go again?”

Kiro : “We can leave now! I’m already downstairs and I’ll come to you right away!”

Option 2 :

MC : “If we drink out in the open air, won’t the sun be too hot?”

Kiro : “Savin has a super large parasol around, I’ll call him later!”

Option 3 :

MC : “Also with fried chicken and ice cream!”

Kiro : “Plus caramel custard and tomato bread!”

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🌟 Call : [will be uploaded soon] !

#sorry for being millions of years late life's been hectic nowadays #mlqc #mlqc kiro #mr love queen's choice #zhou qiluo #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translation #mlqc date

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Li Zeyan’s MQ: Burning Imprints (Eng Translation) - Part 1

⌚Warning⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a mind quest, 灼痕, that is yet to be released on the global server! ♡

✦ Part 1 || Part 2 || ASMR

🔞 Additional Warning 🔞 Same old but more severe warning this time LOL. The steamy parts of the MQ are as explicit as they can get, i.e., some of the most explicit stuff you’ll read in a CN otome game right now, so if you don’t qualify for the game’s 17+ rating (CN server), I’d very highly recommend that you don’t proceed under the cut~ :>

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【Subbed Video】

not posting the video right now b/c my YouTube channel is still on probation from Li Zeyan's UR ASMR upload LOL, so this video will go online in about three more weeks, and I'll update the link then~

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【Chapter 1】 

Toot–– 

The melodious steam whistle sounds from afar. A ferry sails over the shimmering, crystalline waves, its sleek and majestic hull gradually becoming clear in the field of vision.

Accompanied by the heavy thud of the ferry entering the port, the seagulls on the coast are startled, scattering and flying into the azure sky.

I exchange a few words with the staff next to me, and eventually, we fine-tune our respective appearances. As we look on in anticipation, the ferry slowly lowers its gangway.

In no time, people begin to descend in small groups of two or three.

Employee A: Wow! I can’t believe the entire island has been booked for team-building. The company really is committed to this.

Goldman: After all, we’ve managed to seize back several projects from FengZhen Group, and the financial report has some commendable highlights. Anywho, the only one who is capable of making such strides is our LFG. [1]

Executive B: Indeed, let’s have the administration team shoot a few extra videos. We can use them as promotional material when recruiting from universities next year.

Amidst the continuous ebb and flow of conversation, a staff member next to me props up their head ornament and walks up to the crowd.

Staff Member: Welcome, travelers from distant lands, to Nan’Ao Island!

Staff Member: I am an elven emissary of this island. In the time that follows, I will be accompanying you on this journey of exploration along with my companions.

In cooperation, I point the “wand” in my hand toward the direction of the shore. As I watch the expression on the staff members’ faces, either of astonishment or admiration, the weariness accumulated over the past few days of running around dissipates a little.

With the Spring Festival approaching, LFG offered employees the opportunity for company-sponsored travel as a benefit. Nan’Ao Island was among the destinations that were up for choice.

This place has just undergone the transformation into a vacation-themed resort with a “Magic Holiday” theme. In addition to the subsequent promotional campaigns, [MC’s Company Name] was also involved in designing the majority of the activities.

In order to closely follow up on the initial operations, I decided to stay on the island. Concurrently, I made most of the opportunity and assumed the role of an “NPC” to promptly identify and address any potential oversights that might occur during the process.

MC: Now, please make your way to the nearby golden beach. We’ll be guiding each of you to choose your own “abodes.”~

The crowd follows the guidance and walks toward the beach. I maintain a courteous smile, my gaze subconsciously scanning around, but I’m unable to find Li Zeyan’s figure.

...Could it be that he got caught up with some last-minute work? Or could there be some other reason?

As I silently ponder to myself, memories of the conversation during our video call the other day surface in my mind.

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LZY: …they can only truly relax when the higher-ups are not around.

LZY: There are still many year-end matters to attend to, and not all members of the management, myself included, necessarily need to be directly involved.

I let out a prolonged “Ah” and lean a bit closer to the screen.

MC: Team building is an essential component of corporate culture… how can CEO Li, as a member of LFG, make an exception?

MC: In such opportunities to strengthen team cohesion, if the boss also actively participates, it can provide even better motivation for everyone!

MC: Moreover, “sharpening the axe doesn’t delay the cutting of firewood.”  Taking a break before the New Year also means entering work with a better mental state afterward, don’t you agree?~

Li Zeyan, on the screen, locks eyes with me for a brief moment, and his motion of flipping through the documents comes to a halt.

LZY: If [MC’s Company Name] ever incorporates a debate competition into team-building activities, a certain someone here would surely come out on top.

MC: So, to translate your words, does it mean that CEO Li has been persuaded by me?

Li Zeyan leans back against the chair noncommittally, and though he doesn’t confirm or deny, a touch of softness settles in his expression.

LZY: Don’t celebrate just yet; I need to arrange my schedule first.

LZY: If I can carve out time, I’ll try my best to make it there.

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Seeing the stream of people on the pier gradually thinning out, my gaze falls on Goldman, and subconsciously, I consider asking him about Li Zeyan’s situation.

But considering that there are still numerous unfamiliar LFG employees present here, and given my current role as the “Elven Emissary,”...

After some thought, I decide to play the role of an “NPC” for now and find a moment to give him a call later.

Click.

A soft sound emanates from behind. I reflexively turn around and find myself involuntarily squinting my eyes into a smile.

Li Zeyan is leisurely leaning against the railing of the pier, holding up his phone in my direction. His hair dances in the sea breeze, revealing his deep-set eyes and brows.

Perhaps due to the vacation atmosphere, he is dressed somewhat casually today. The collar of his shirt is loosely open, allowing the sunlight to sketch out subtle contours.

Noticing that I’ve turned around, he then shifts his gaze away from the screen. A barely perceptible hint of a smile lingers on the corners of his lips.

At this moment, only the two of us are on the boardwalk. I finally can’t resist the urge to let a smile tug at the corners of my mouth and briskly walk up to his side.

MC: Hm-hmph, I knew you’d definitely come~

MC: By the way, were you sneakily snapping photos of me just now?

LZY: I’ve been standing here for quite some time already.

LZY: You were the one who didn’t notice me, so you can’t really call it being “sneaky.”

LZY: Besides, I haven’t seen a certain someone for several weeks. Am I not even allowed to take a few pictures now?

MC: Hehe, Sir, you’re allowed to do whatever you please~

MC: After all, this “Elven Emissary ” here is so cute. It’s only normal if you want to treasure this moment~

LZY: [laughs helplessly] …as usual.

His voice carries a subtle undertone of helpless resignation, causing me to involuntarily burst into laughter. Li Zeyan looks at me and slows down his pace.

LZY: Your mood seems exceptionally upbeat today.

MC: Of course~ After all, I had a hand in creating this tourism project, and the first batch of guests to be welcomed here happens to be employees from my boyfriend’s company.

MC: One must acknowledge it’s a wonderful stroke of fate.

The bright and beautiful sunshine beams down, and the warm sea breeze carries with it Li Zeyan’s soft chuckle.

LZY: Turns out this kind of hectic coordination can also be viewed as a “serendipitous coincidence.”

LZY: Obviously, when the administrative department was selecting the team-building destination, in order to advocate for Nan’Ao Island to be included in the list, a certain someone even went out of her way and brought a PowerPoint presentation to explain.

LZY: What was it? Something along the lines of “since there’s a hierarchical relationship, if LFG chooses Nan’Ao Island, they can enjoy discounts and save on budget funds.”

LZY: “After tirelessly working for the entire year, what better place to warm one’s heart than heading to a sun-drenched island during the chilly season?”

LZY: While you did deploy a bunch of rhetoric, you also appealed to emotions and reasoned with logic.

MC: In any case, judging from the results, the strategy did prove effective!

MC: CEO Li, rest assured. Since I’ve strived for this opportunity, I will ensure the quality of your team building is guaranteed.

MC: I pledge that no matter what, both CEO Li and the employees of LFG will enjoy a perfect vacation~

In the midst of our conversation, we’ve already reached the end of the boardwalk and stepped onto the soft, warm beach. Li Zeyan’s voice resonates from beside me.

LZY: And what about you?

MC: I’m gonna fulfill the duties of the “Elven Emissary ” and ensure you all have a great time, of course~

LZY: …a certain someone never forgets her professionalism.

In the distance, the hubbub of indistinct yet clamorous laughter emanates from the meeting point. I clear my throat and speak in a serious demeanor.

MC: I officially welcome you to the island~ Our magical holiday journey is about to begin!

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[Tidbits]:

[1] It’s a reference to his top-up SSR from this same event.

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【Chapter 2】

As we get closer to the meeting point, the distant voices of conversation become increasingly clear. I loosen my grip on Li Zeyan’s arm, lowering my voice.

MC: I’ll go ahead first; we’ll catch up later, okay~

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I gesture to another “Elven Emissary” as I speak. The latter, understanding my signal, walks in front of the unfolded map and speaks during the interval before I take the stage.

Staff Member: Up next is the segment for choosing your accommodation. Feel free to pick based on your preferences.

Staff Member: For those seeking a quiet retreat, you can choose locations near the “Healing Hot Springs” and the “Elves’ Home Bar.” The surroundings are picturesque, and it’s convenient to reach us whenever needed.

Staff Member: If you lean towards activities, you might want to choose accommodations near the boardwalk. This not only offers more convenient access to activity spots like “Blue Sea Snorkeling” and “Dragon Wing Gliding” but also…

MC: But also, there’s a higher concentration of hidden items in the nearby area!

Seizing the opportunity, I smoothly take over the conversation and walk to the front. And sure enough, a curious inquiry reaches my ears.

Employee A: What was that you just mentioned about the hidden items?

Beaming ear to ear, I raise a string of coconut shell bracelets.

MC: This is the Easter egg segment we’ve designed~

MC: Scattered around the captivating spots worth exploring on the island, you’ll find 16 sets of these bracelets. If you find them, please pass them over to the Elven Emissaries.

MC: Once you collect them all, you’ll unlock a hidden scenery–– share this delightful surprise with someone you hold dear~

MC: Now, who would like to come up first and choose their accommodation?

The air buzzes with excitement as conversations erupt. Though no one comes forward to take the stage, everyone simultaneously turns their eyes to the back of the crowd as if in tacit agreement.

My gaze follows the direction of the crowd, and looking up, I see Li Zeyan standing alone under the shade of a tree.

Probably not wanting to draw attention to himself, he has deliberately chosen a spot slightly removed from the crowd. However, he is still unable to escape from the employees’ gazes locking precisely onto him.

The beach at the moment is akin to a natural conference room, with countless eyes of either admiration or curiosity trained on Li Zeyan, all awaiting his directives.

I struggle to contain the urge to hook my lips into a smile, suddenly recalling Li Zeyan’s words from our video call – “They can only truly relax when the higher-ups are not around.”

During the relaxed time of team-building, it’s actually a great opportunity to lessen the sense of distance between superiors and subordinates...!

Suddenly, an idea pops into my mind, and I speak with a beaming smile on my face.

MC: Although no one has spoken yet, their collective gazes have already pointed to the most fitting candidate.

MC: That handsome gentleman back there! Could you come up to the stage, please?

LZY: …

Across the bustling crowd, Li Zeyan and I lock eyes for a brief moment before he finally walks unhurriedly to the front of the stage.

The moment our shoulders brush against each other, his thin lips move almost imperceptibly.

LZY: [GAHH THE “THREATENING” WHISPER]  You’re gonna have to settle this account later.

MC: C’mon, enliven the atmosphere a bit. Please cooperate, CEO Li~

I also answer in a voice that only the two of us can hear, briskly leading him to stand in front of the map. Then, with a serious demeanor, I ask.

MC: I wonder which accommodation you’re planning to choose?

As I speak, my fingertips trace over the area near the “Elves’ Home Bar” as if inadvertently, and I stare at Li Zeyan expectantly.

His gaze wanders over the map for a moment, then he raises his hand and points to a vacation cabin nestled within the dense forest at the far end of the bay.

LZY: This one here.

LZY: However, it’s in a rather secluded location. I’m afraid I won’t be able to find my way there alone.

With this sentence, he slips one hand into his pocket and turns sideways, looking at me with an indolent gaze. Although he hasn’t said anything explicitly, I clearly catch his implication and discreetly pout my lips.

MC: ...Then, after everyone has chosen their accommodations, I’ll––

Goldman: Actually, after CEO Li’s demonstration, the process has become much clearer. We can complete the remaining steps under the guidance of others.

Goldman: Going in groups like this will also increase efficiency.

Goldman pushes his glasses up and suddenly speaks from the audience.

Several threads of understanding or confusion are thrown from the crowd, but they all nod in agreement in groups of two or three.

LZY: Could you lead the way now, “Miss Elven Emissary”?

MC: …please follow me. Everyone else, carry on.

Amidst the lively atmosphere, I escort Li Zeyan off the stage and walk out of the crowd. It’s not until we are seated in the equipped car that I turn to look at him.

MC: Sob, sob~ and here I was so sure of our tacit understanding. Did you not catch the hint I gave you just now?

MC: This place is the furthest from our offline work information exchange hub, “Elves’ Home Bar.” I’ll have to take so many detours in the future…

Suddenly, a warm touch lands on my lips. Li Zeyan raises his hand and caresses my lips, sending a wave of tingling sensation through me.

LZY: Well, isn’t that just perfect.

In the faintly intoxicating sea breeze, he leans in toward me, his voice tinged with a touch of indolence.

LZY: Since it’s so troublesome, just reduce the frequency of your visits.

LZY: Invest all the time you would have spent there on me instead.

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【Chapter 3】

The cozy tropical sunshine beams down as I sit on the deck of the small boat, adjusting the fishing net. Suddenly, a few drops of cool seawater land on my cheeks.

Li Zeyan floats up from the sea, lifting the breathing tube with one hand, and squints slightly as he looks in my direction.

LZY: Wasn’t it a certain someone who took the initiative for this and said she wanted to try her hand at fishing?

LZY: Why is she dilly-dallying now?

MC: Let me finish fastening this last buttonhole… don’t rush me!

I lazily scoop up a handful of water and splash it back at him. Looking at the dripping wet hair over Li Zeyan’s forehead out of the corner of my eye, I can’t help bursting into laughter.

MC: Don’t you feel this scene gives a sense of deja vu?

MC: It feels like when we were on White Pearl Island, I was waiting for you to come back from pearl diving just like this. [2]

As I speak, I adjust the equipment and give him an OK gesture. Li Zeyan seems to recall something as well, and a glint of smile glides across his dark-colored irises.

LZY: All I remember is you waiting on the deck for about ten minutes, and then you started feeling bored.

LZY: When I got on the ship, you persistently kept asking about the underwater scenery.

As he says this, he reaches out and clasps my palm, bridging the distance between him and me.

LZY: And this time, you can accompany me to see it together.

With these words, Li Zeyan pulls me along and together, we dive into the warm, cerulean sea.

The scenery undersea is akin to a picture scroll, its novel appearances unfolding before our eyes through the diving mask.

Schools of fish shuttle through the vibrant, swaying coral. Occasionally, one or two would swim alone, leisurely swishing their tails as they cruise along.

The target suddenly appears, capturing my attention instantly. I swiftly dash forward and swing the net. Unexpectedly, the fish rapidly changes direction and escapes from my encirclement.

MC: … 

Li Zeyan casts a sidelong glance at me, his long legs sheathed in a black diving suit swaying leisurely in the sea waves.

Despite the breathing tube and diving mask obscuring his face, I can still vaguely discern a smile.

Unwilling to resign myself, I chase after several lone fish again, but all my attempts to catch them end in failure. I grab his hand and float to the surface, exhaling a sigh of frustration.

MC: These fish are too agile. Can I apply for some assistance from outside?

Upon hearing my words, Li Zeyan glances at me and takes off his breathing tube.

LZY: When you say “assistance from outside,” what exactly are you referring to?

MC: I was referring to CEO Li’s Evol, of course~

MC: As long as you pause time for just a moment, we can catch them all in one fell swoop, can’t we!?~

I lean in with a beaming smile on my face but am stopped by Li Zeyan’s outstretched finger pressing against my forehead.

LZY: Even if we succeed this way, there won’t be much joy in it.

LZY: Instead, we should slow down our movements and allow the fish to relax their vigilance. Once they feel safe, they’ll come closer on their own.

LZY: When the time comes, they naturally won’t have any chance to escape.

Seeing my skeptical gaze, Li Zeyan doesn’t offer further explanation. He simply puts on his breathing tube and motions for me to join him in diving underwater again.

I follow behind him, observing as he pauses with the net in front of a cluster of coral, quietly slowing his movements. Before long, sure enough, a few fish swim over.

Silently, Li Zeyan leans forward, waiting until the fish approaches the net without any alertness, then swiftly pulls the net together.

Eyes wide, I suppress the excitement bubbling within me as we float up. I watch as Li Zeyan lifts the net, several fish floundering vigorously inside.

Glistening droplets of water cascade down his damp forehead, melding into his equally soaked neck and broad shoulders. I can’t help but gasp in awe.

MC: So amazing! You managed to really catch them!

LZY: I learned quite a few techniques from the fishermen back when we were on White Pearl Island. Just putting some of that knowledge to use. [3]

Li Zeyan lifts his hand and swings the net onto the small boat as he speaks, then helps me up onto the deck. Followed by this, he speaks with a hint of amusement in his tone.

LZY: On the other hand, a certain someone has already been on this island for quite a long time for planning and on-site inspection purposes.

LZY: How come it is that no matter if it’s diving or fishing, there’s always a sense of novelty in your reactions?

MC: Hehe, I indeed haven’t had the chance to enjoy myself here. This island is more of a workplace for me, after all.

MC: Every day, I’ve had to stay on top of the situation on-site, adjust program designs and coordinate personnel arrangements…

MC: Sob, sob, I’d just pass out as soon as I went back to my room, so I didn’t even have any time to explore properly.

A warm touch lands on my cheek as Li Zeyan casually wipes away the water streaks from my face, giving me a somewhat helpless glance.

LZY: Aren’t you always on the dot to remind me about “seizing” the chances to relax when I’m on business trips?

LZY: I remember you mentioning before that you’re not the only person responsible for this project inspection.

LZY: So, how come you didn’t sneak off to “touch fish” and relax a little? [4]

MC: I just can’t help but feel a little uneasy without seeing things with my own eyes. After all, this project is going to be recommended to LFG, so it’s only natural that I must ensure every detail is ironed out.

MC: Moreover, haven’t I already “seized” it back? Being by your side is already the best method of “touching fish.”~ [5]

Grinning, I reach out and touch the fish still flopping around in the net, the tail note of my voice carrying a cheerful lilt. Beside me, Li Zeyan chuckles softly in response.

LZY: A certain dummy has always been quite skilled at comforting herself.

LZY: So, what’s the plan for these fish?

MC: The restaurants on the island do offer processing services… but I want to push the envelope a little further.

Beaming from ear to ear, I lift my chin towards the open-air barbecue area on the shore as I speak. Li Zeyan follows my gaze, his voice now tinged with a hint of comprehension.

LZY: When it comes to troublesome tasks such as this, a certain someone really spurs into action.

MC: But I also need someone here to cooperate~ Pretty please, Li Zeyan; it’s been ages since I have experienced your culinary masterpieces!

As I speak, I fold my hands together in a gesture of prayer and gaze at him. Although Li Zeyan remains non-committal, the glimmer of a smile in his eyes grows increasingly pronounced.

—

Sure enough, once the small boat stops by the boardwalk, Li Zeyan picks up the net.

LZY: Go change your clothes.

LZY: Decide on the flavor you want, grab the condiments, and meet me at the barbecue area.

With Li Zeyan’s promise, my mood can’t help but brighten all the more.

After changing into dry clothes, I head toward the “supply point,” filled with joy and expectation, mentally calculating as I walk––

Naturally, we should include the local specialty sauces… but what if Li Zeyan doesn’t have a taste for them? I should also bring some classic condiment pairings like spiced salt and hot pepper…

Staff Member: Excuse me… Miss Elven Emissary!

A hesitant call sounds from behind me. I quickly snap out of my thoughts, and a polite smile forms at the corner of my lips.

MC: May I help you with something?

Staff Member: I just found one of the bracelets you guys mentioned while taking photos by the reef. Could you please guide me to the registration area?

The other party opens their palm towards me as she speaks. My gaze falls on the beaded bracelet, and my eyes can’t help but sparkle a bit at the sight of it.

The first bracelet has been found so quickly! This collection task seems to be progressing even more smoothly than I imagined…

MC: Of course, please follow me~

I reply in a brisk tone and send a message to Li Zeyan, letting him know that I’d be ten minutes late. Then, I escort the girl to the “Elves’ Home Bar.”

After taking care of everything, I inadvertently glance at my phone. My heart suddenly stutters.

…It’s been twenty minutes past the time I promised Li Zeyan that I’d be there.

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I rush towards the open-air barbecue area at lightning speed, carrying the bottles and cans in my arms, and spot Li Zeyan leaning against the long table.

Several plates are already arranged on the table. As I draw nearer, the tantalizing aroma of grilled delights wafts into my nostrils, clearly indicating that they’ve been ready for quite some time.

Seemingly hearing my footsteps, Li Zeyan lifts his gaze to look at me. I promptly dash a few steps forward.

MC: I’m sorry for making you wait for so long… haha, the aroma is so delightful!~

MC: As expected of Mr. Li. You can maintain top-notch performance even without any condiments!

LZY: These fish have already been seasoned. You can stop buttering me up now.

LZY: While I was waiting for you earlier, a staff member passed by in the vicinity, so I asked him to help me fetch them.

LZY: Otherwise, if I were to wait for a certain someone to bring them back, the fish would have all burned.

MC: The route to the registration point was a bit circuitous. I didn’t realize it’d take this long.

As I rush to explain at lightning bolt speed, a not-so-firm yet no-so-gentle tap lands on my head.

LZY: [laughs helplessly]  Dummy, I’m not mad.

LZY: I just realized that you seem to be particularly invested in this group task.

MC: Because I designed that surprise single-handedly from scratch. Instead of it staying hidden, I rather hope it can be seen by everyone~

MC: And, to be honest, I also have a bit of a selfish motive.

MC: “The harvest reaped from a certain someone’s efforts during this time has indeed been worthwhile.”... I want to hear you say these words personally after seeing the “surprise.”~

LZY: [laughs even more helplessly] You’re already an accomplished producer in your own right, do you still need this kind of affirmation?

MC: Of course~ After all, affirmation from clients and work partners is recognition of my capabilities, which fuels my resolve to keep pushing forward.

MC: However, the affirmation from my boyfriend–– can sweep away all the weariness from this period, filling me with motivation to welcome the next challenge head-on~

LZY: [even more indulgently] Dummy.

As he says this, his baritone voice softens slightly, and he forks a piece of fish and brings it to my lips.

The delicious flavor explodes on the tip of my tongue. I squint my eyes contentedly, listening as Li Zeyan speaks in a low voice.

LZY: It’s okay to give yourself a break without any worries.

LZY: Don’t underestimate the people at LFG.

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[Tidbits]

[2+3] It’s a reference to LZY’s first UR card story: “Melding Into You.”

[4+5] The term used here is “摸鱼” (lit. meaning touch fish), which is actually used to mean “slacking off.” There are a lot of playful puns here, which I’m too exhausted to explain rn. Anyway, while I could have used the fig. meaning, I went with the lit. one b/c the conversation revolves around the whole fish imagery here, e.g., you see MC touching the fish they’ve caught together (with him guiding her) as she says her best method of slacking off, i.e., relaxing, is simply being with him– which essentially is a core part of this date, which you’ll see unfolding later ahah 🥺

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【Chapter 4】

Outside the vacation cabin windows, the dense patter of rain mingles with the rustling of branches and leaves.

Standing on the terrace and looking outwards, I can see the buildings near and far being shrouded in a fine veil of rain. 

I withdraw my gaze from the eaves outside and glance at the work group chat that has been continuously bombarding me with messages since just now.

The sudden downpour has only now begun to taper off. The patrol staff just reported that the beaded bracelet placed at the seaside has been washed into the sea.

If similar situations occur at the other sites where the bracelets are placed, it will surely impact the experience of the game. With this in mind, I swiftly send a few messages in the group chat.

MC: “Once the rain stops, let’s each go check the placement of props in our designated zones.”

In response, there comes a series of consecutive affirmations in the group chat. Deep in thought, I raise my head and gaze towards the forest outside the vacation cabin.

The nearest hiding spot to me is right here... I’ll have to seize the opportunity when Li Zeyan isn���t paying attention and sneak out for a quick look.

As I’m contemplating, Li Zeyan’s voice suddenly comes from behind.

LZY: It’s so late, and you still haven’t come to bed. What are you zoning out for?

I discreetly tighten my grip on my phone and turn around to look at Li Zeyan.

He is sitting reclined against the headboard, iPad in hand. His dark fringes hang leisurely, partially veiling his eyes.

A pair of glasses rests loosely on the bridge of his nose, reflecting several glimmering points of light from the screen.

I plop back onto the bed, casually leaning closer to him as if nothing has occurred.

MC: The rain outside is quite lovely, so I was just snapping a few photos.

MC: And what about you… it’s only been a few days since the vacation, why have you already started looking at documents?

Catching my curious gaze, Li Zeyan leans back and casually angles the iPad in my direction.

LZY: In order to complete a certain someone’s mission.

I move closer with some confusion, and a chart titled “Technology is the Ultimate Weapon” immediately enters my field of vision.

On the topographic map of the vacation island, at least a dozen annotations are sprawled, detailing analyses ranging from distribution patterns to minimum spacing radii, both internally and externally.

For a moment, I can’t help but be bewildered by the scale of the arrangement. Then I hear Li Zeyan’s voice coming from beside me.

LZY: As you can see, there are already people from LFG who have begun updating the guide in real-time.

LZY: In addition to taking turns searching during the vacation, they also share the locations they’ve already found the bracelets each day to avoid wasting time.

LZY: Goldman even went ahead and prepared charts, saying that it would narrow down the search area through data analysis.

I withdraw my gaze and meet Li Zeyan’s eyes with a moment of incredulity.

MC: Isn’t that taking it a bit too seriously… hang on, you didn’t assign this as a task to them, saying something like, “You must complete it within the designated time frame,” did you?

Li Zeyan shoots me a cryptic glance with a hint of ambiguity in his expression.

LZY: I haven’t become that unreasonable yet. This is something that interested individuals did voluntarily.

LZY: At the end of the day, it was a certain someone’s previous introduction that piqued their curiosity.

With a pensive “Oh,” I suddenly think of something.

MC: So, to derive from what you said, this is a private chat group? Then how are you––

There is a sudden hesitation in Li Zeyan’s demeanor.

LZY: [you can’t see me but I’m actually crying lmao 😭] …I asked Goldman to add me to it.

His voice remains very calm. I hold his gaze for a moment, but can’t help bursting into laughter.

MC: Pfft, haha, so it turns out CEO Li is also participating in this activity, huh! Then doesn’t that mean you have to lead the team and set an example?

MC: But you have the “secret weapon” in your hands! Just “please” me a little, and who knows? You might uncover some clues.

I teasingly poke his cheek. Li Zeyan doesn’t say anything and simply stares at me intently.

A moment later, he suddenly chuckles and casually takes off his glasses, setting them aside. Without the obstruction of the lenses, those deep eyes of his stare at me unabashedly.

LZY: [chuckles teasingly]  How do you want me to “please” you?

His voice seems to take on a slightly huskier timbre than usual, as he reaches out and takes hold of my fingertips.

A wet, passionate kiss descends immediately. I quiver, instinctively wanting to pull back my hand, but he restrains my movements.

LZY: Like this?

LZY: …Or would you like me to go further in?

With these muffled words, his lips quietly trail to my neck, lingering there, taking his time and igniting a growing fire.

My heartbeat accelerates uncontrollably, but I still make a conscious effort to keep my willpower intact.

MC: …I already asked you to please me. Naturally, you should be the one to think about how to do it.

LZY: Hmm, I haven’t thought it through yet.

He appears to be genuinely reflective, but the force of his delivery suddenly increases, catching me unawares. The goblet glass at the head of the bed is knocked over, its content spilling silently and soaking the crumpled bedsheet.

I tightly clench the pillow, his voice reverberating in my ears.

LZY: [shaky, breathless voice x1] But since you’ve handed over the control to me…

LZY: [x2] When we should stop won’t be your call anymore.

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The rain outside has stopped at some point. Only the gauze curtains in the distance dance in the breeze, occasionally making a rustling sound.

I stealthily open my eyes. The man next to me has half of his face buried in the pillow, his features traced by the moonlight pouring through the window.

His body rises and falls gently along with his light, rhythmic breathing. It seems that he has already drifted off to sleep.

MC: Li Zeyan? CEO Li? …Zeyan gege?

In order to feel out, I speak in a soft voice. Seeing that he still hasn’t responded, I slowly move his arm aside.

Then, gently and quietly, I rise from the bed, casting one last glance at the sleeping Li Zeyan before feeling at ease and pushing open the door.

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Creak––

Along with this almost inaudible sound, the crisp air post-rain rushes towards me head-on.

The clear night drapes over the quiet vacation village, with the vaguely audible murmurs of the waves in the distance.

I walk along the cobblestone path into the woods, carefully identifying the location of the placement point by the distant lights.

The bracelet hanging from the branches sways gently in the breeze, almost blending into the dim light of the night.

Feeling relieved, I send a message to the group to confirm that everything was fine. But just as I’m about to leave, I can’t resist muttering to myself.

MC: …Li Zeyan, you really are a dummy.

MC: This hiding spot is clearly so close to where we’re residing, and yet you still haven’t found it.

LZY: After all, considering the vast expanse of the area to search through, it’s surely going to consume a lot of time.

LZY: Instead of running around aimlessly, it’s better to wait patiently for the chance to arrive.

A familiar voice sounds from behind me. Startled, I turn around at lightning pace. There, standing behind me, is the person who I saw seemingly “sound asleep” just a moment ago, now watching me.

MC: You… You were actually pretending to be asleep!

LZY: A little correction. I was simply concerned about your safety when I noticed you were heading out so late, that’s all.

LZY: The discovery I’ve made just now can only be regarded as an unexpected gain.

Li Zeyan’s eyes mirror a contemplative interest as he speaks.

LZY: On the contrary, a certain someone here seems to be getting more and more adept at pulling the wool over people’s eyes.

LZY: While her leading foot earnestly vowed that she was genuinely exhausted and just wanted to sleep quickly, her trailing foot dashed out the door to be busy with this and that…

LZY: [GAH THAT MENACINGLY SEDUCTIVE TONE] It seems like I don’t need to be mindful of such excuses from now on.

The roots of my ears can’t help but flush a bit, and I let out a cough before offering an explanation.

MC: Circumstances change… my current action is entirely driven by my dedication to work.

Li Zeyan lets out an ambiguous “ah.” His figure is outlined by the distant lights, casting a slender silhouette that projects onto me.

Amidst the murky darkness, I discern his voice carrying a slightly deeper chuckle, and it seems a little more muffled than usual.

LZY: Sophistry.

LZY: Whether or not there’s some truth to it… I’ll examine it in my own way.

His voice drops to a whisper, and what follows is a warm and entangled kiss.

I find myself involuntarily clutching onto the corner of his garment, tilting my head back to reciprocate. The next moment, I feel the tip of his tongue gently glide across the roof of my mouth.

Despite the brevity of that touch, it sends a shiver through me, making me tremble uncontrollably. I feel as if my heartbeat is about to melt into the fiery breath of this moment.

??: Has this area not been searched yet?

Indistinct chatter suddenly echoes from a distance. I gasp and turn my head, watching as two blurry figures appear far off at the edge of the woods.

MC: They seem to be looking for clues… We…

Before I can finish my entire sentence, it’s gradually drowned out by stifled whimpers.

Li Zeyan closes in on me from the back, covering me deeply. His one hand presses against my lips, seemingly trying to hush my voice.

His slender fingers teasingly caress the space between my teeth. After playing around for a while, they irresistibly delve further in.

MC: …!

LZY: They should know what’s appropriate.

LZY: But if you can’t control your voice… that might be a problem for us.

His fingertips carry the slight chill of the night, stirring my tongue every now and then. It feels like an appeasement, and yet also a form of punishment.

All the sounds in my ears fade away, leaving only the pounding of my heart, growing more and more violent amidst the whimpers. Unconsciously, I bite down on the fingers he has inserted.

His embrace, imprisoning me, tightens even more. A moist kiss descends onto the nape of my neck, followed by gentle nibbles, trailing down to my chest.

Rumble–– 

The rain, which came to a halt, has begun pouring down at some point unbeknownst to us, pitter-pattering onto the surface and creating ripples.

In the embrace of the night, everything is steeped in the surging tide.

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Continue to Part 2: here!

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#the first time ever i split a date translation in half haha. it was too big and Tumblr doesn't allow more than 30 pics in a post so 🙇‍♀️ #*screams* LI ZEYAAAANNNNNNNN ✧⁠\⁠(⁠>⁠o⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠✧ THE MAN YOU ARE 🧎‍♀️ #couldn't carve out time for the two thousand words essay i initially wanted to write so y'all have been spared AHAHAH 🫠 #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc #mr love victor #mr love queen's choice #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translations

[xxsycamore]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ━ ≪ 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ≫

Welcome to the fourth annual installment of Visions of Temptation - the multifandom kinktober content creation challenge hosted at my blog.

►under the cut you will find both lists written down in blank format. You’ll also find a short explanation of some lesser-known kinks you might encounter above.

███  RULES

▍This challenge features kinktober dialogue & kink prompt lists for everyone over the age of 18.

▍It’s absolutely free to use across all fandoms, with a main focus on otome. If you’re a writer, artist, visual graphic creator, etc., you can use these lists to create your kinktober works.

▍You can share this with your followers and open requests using these lists.

▍There are a total of 62 kinks, two for each day of the month of October, and additionally 31 dialogue prompts. It’s up to you whether you choose to use prompts from one of the lists or both, and to combine them or not. You don't have to follow just one list - mix and match them if you'd like!

▍Make sure to put content warnings where needed.

▍This challenge won't have a masterlist featuring the works created for it, meaning that it won't have a deadline either - feel free to complete it at your own pace.

▍About credit: Make sure to mention the challenge itself and its creator, me. I’d be happy to see your works, so please tag me when using my list here on tumblr! Posting to other sites is fine, as long as you credit me properly :)  

▍In order for us to find each other's works and appreciate them, please make sure to use the tag " #visions of temptation 2023 " !

▍Don't hesitate to reach out if you have a question! My askbox is always open!

▍Remember to have fun and not stress over this long challenge!

targeted fandoms: Ikeseries (Ikemen Prince; Ikemen Vampire; Ikemen Revolution; Ikemen Sengoku; Ikemen Genjiden; Ikemen Villains + other cybird games); Tears of Themis; Obey me!; Mr. Love: Queen's Choice; Count of Darkness; Voltage games; Mystic Messenger; Light and Night + all other mobile/console otome you can think of. Remember, this is just the focus of the challenge - you can write for any fandom at all!

Depending on how much free time i've got on my hands, I'll also be checking out your works and reblogging them on my main blog, @kissmetwicekissmedeadly - under the tag "#vot 23 reblogs" :)

If you're wondering if I'm taking requests for my challenge, make sure to check my blog beforehand. At the moment of posting this, requests are closed - but that might change in the future.

███ PROMPTS

both lists in blank format + handy explanation of some of the kinks under the cut.

Happy creating, everyone and may you have a great October! ❤

Kink list:

Day 1 - Oct 1st - Cowgirl Position | Doggy Style

Day 2 - Oct 2nd - Biting/Marking | Dacryphilia

Day 3 - Oct 3rd - Angry Sex | Vanilla Sex

Day 4 - Oct 4th - Jealousy/Possessiveness | Voyeurism

Day 5 - Oct 5th - Spit-roasting | Double Penetration

Day 6 - Oct 6th - Sex Toys/Object Insertion | Glove Kink/Uniform Kink

Day 7 - Oct 7th - Public Sex/Outdoor Sex | Sex in a vehicle

Day 8 - Oct 8th - Facesitting | Deep-throating

Day 9 - Oct 9th - Praise Kink | Degradation

Day 10 - Oct 10th - Somnophilia | Cockwarming

Day 11 - Oct 11th - Frottage | Accidental Stimulation

Day 12 - Oct 12th - Bondage | S&M

Day 13 - Oct 13th - Hypnosis/Aphrodisiacs | Begging

Day 14 - Oct 14th - First Times | Guided Touching

Day 15 - Oct 15th - Shower Sex/Bathtub Sex | Scent Kink

Day 16 - Oct 16th - Pegging | Choking

Day 17 - Oct 17th - Anonymous sex/One night stand | FWB

Day 18 - Oct 18th - Omegaverse/Breeding | Size Difference Kink

Day 19 - Oct 19th - Phone Sex | Wet Dreams

Day 20 - Oct 20th - Oral Sex | Anal Sex

Day 21 - Oct 21st - Not Wearing Underwear | Sexy lingerie

Day 22 - Oct 22nd - Mirror Sex | Striptease

Day 23 - Oct 23rd - Coming Untouched | Overstimulation

Day 24 - Oct 24th - Against the Wall | Bent Over a Table/Desk

Day 25 - Oct 25th - Morning Sex | Edging/Orgasm Denial

Day 26 - Oct 26th - Body Worship | Aftercare

Day 27 - Oct 27th - Temperature Play | Knife Play/Gun Play

Day 28 - Oct 28th - Impact Play | Food Play

Day 29 - Oct 29th - Nipple Play | Body Part Fetish

Day 30 - Oct 30th - Dirty Talk/Voice Kink | Come Fetish/Creampie

Day 31 - Oct 31st - Monsterfucking/Non-human Characters | Sexual Roleplay

Dialogue list:

"Sorry, I was just thinking of all the ways I can ravage you."

"Open wide and let me see."

"It can wait. I must have you now."

"Don't play innocent now. I know you want this."

"Lie down and let me love your body."

"You let out such beautiful sounds when I touch you here."

"I can keep you right where you are all day."

"Does it excite you that we can get caught any second?"

"Time for revenge."

"I'll take good care of you. I'll be gentle."

"You're not the one giving orders here."

"You've got a pretty mouth. It'll look even better pleasing me."

"Feel it. You did this to me."

"Where else do you want me to touch you?"

"Oh, but it's so fun to make you beg."

"You poor thing, you're shaking with pleasure."

"Should I bend you over this table? Is this what you want?"

"I need you to be quiet." "Make me."

"Mark me so everyone knows I belong to you."

"You're shameless, seducing me at such a time."

"Touch yourself for me. Look at me while you do it."

"Oh, that's a new reaction. I like it."

"I'll spoil you rotten until you can't take it anymore."

"That's a dangerous game you're playing."

"How does it feel when we both please you at the same time?"

"All this and you still want more?"

"Maybe if you try asking nicely, I'll fuck you."

"I can't stand you sometimes. And I want you so bad."

"I love that dirty brain of yours."

"If only you could see yourself now."

"I already want to fuck you again."

some prompts explained...

Voyeurism - secretly watching someone participate in sexual activities or do something private and intimate like taking off their clothes. An idea is person A catching person B masturbate accidentally but lingering by the door just a little longer...

Frottage - Rubbing against another person's body/part of the body.

Mirror sex - Sex in front of a mirror.

Dacryphilia - Crying during sex.

S/M - Sadism and masochism.

Spitroasting - A three-way sex act in which a person is penetrated orally and either anally or vaginally.

Omegaverse - taken from fanlore. org: A kink trope wherein some people have defined biological roles based on a hierarchical system. 

Somnophilia - Intercourse while a sexual partner is asleep.

Anonymous sex - Here is an idea: masquerade balls.

FWB - Friends with benefits, no feelings attached.

Impact play - Slapping a sexual partner, could be across the face or spanking for instance.

Sexual roleplay - doctor/patient play, boss/employee play, all kinds of play pretend.

Hope these could be of help! Remember, you can always come ask if something's unclear. Once again, happy creating! ❤

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikemen villains #ikevil #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen revolution #ikemen sengoku #ikemen genjiden #ikemen series #ikeseries #mr love queen's choice #mlqc #obey me #obey me shall we date #mystic messenger #tears of themis #tot #voltage games #voltage inc #lovebrush chronicles #for all time #light and night #otome #otome games #kinktober #writing prompts #prompt list

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[CN] Kiro's Sound Waves Mind's Quest (Pt. 1)

🌸 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: This date explores some very suggestive themes, so if you do not meet the game's required 17+ age rating, I'd suggest to avoid reading this date.

Highly recommended that you read Kiro's R&S: Youthhood, R&S: Stunning Young Idol as well as his New Palpitations Date before engaging with the date!

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[PART 1]

Woooah---

The spotlight shines to the beat of the drums, and thousands of people in the audience cheer.

Under the beam, Kiro raises his hand, the silver pick hovering over the strings of the electric guitar with a slight difference. In an instant, the world seems to freeze, and all eyes are on him.

And after he turns his head and smiles at me, he sweeps it down hard with his right hand.

The sharp melody surges from the speakers, and I automatically step to the beat, playing the corresponding rhythm on the keys.

The keys of the keyboard and the strings of the guitar tacitly collide with each other, causing the audience to scream again and again.

In such a thrilling and electrifying world, all happiness and noise can be released here unscrupulously.

Under the surging sound waves, Kiro jumps along with everyone, and the fingertips flying across the strings gradually approach its climax.

His blond hair sways wildly to the music, and the smooth lines of his muscles grow tighter with the ever-accelerating rhythm.

As the amplitude of the sound waves grows louder and louder, he presses his entire back against my own, and using him as support, I hotly press up against him.

The sound of the strings and our breaths intertwine until the melody is pushed to its climax. I stop my hands in an instant and give an air shot to the person who was paying the most attention.

Bam! - the passionate tail sounds bloom loudly into the night, instantly extinguishing all the lights.

-

Panting, I return backstage, but as soon as I turn around, I'm met with a pair of deep eyes.

I take a step forward, wanting to say something, but he grabs me and kisses me in the darkness.

The sounds of the encore rise and fall, but I have no time to care about such things. I just tighten my grip on the front of his guitar strap and demand for more.

The friction between our clothing and the strings makes a fine sound, as if continuing the music in another subtle way.

Our heated and soft breaths cause me to slowly slide to the ground, and he squats down with me, pressing one of his hand against the wall and deepening the kiss.

Most of my oxygen is instantly sucked away. Everything spins, and strange light spots keep dancing in front of my eyes.

Those lights become more and more ethereal, slowly enveloping the world in a layer of white gauze, and the breeze blows through, making the scenery outside the window faintly visible.

Window...?

-

I turn my head in confusion, and see a touch of gold reflected in my eyes. That familiar face is sound asleep, the corners of his lips curled up as if was immersed in a sweet dream.

MC: ...Ah.

My consciousness gradually returns and my cheeks suddenly burn up - was everything just a dream?

While I busy myself trying to cool them down with the back of my hand, the person beside me seems to wake up and hug me.

Kiro: [sleepily] Good morning... mm, why didn't Cello come to step on the quilt today...? And Apple Box hasn't licked me either...

He pats the spot behind him in confusion, as if calling the two little ones to come over.

Seeing this man be even more confused than I was, I chuckle and caress his face.

MC: Wake up. Did you forget that we landed in Los Angeles at midnight? We're in the hotel right now.

Not long ago, Kiro's new album was nominated for the Best Pop Vocal Album by the WMAs. Considering the fact that the award ceremony was close to the Spring Festival, we arrived in Los Angeles early with the intent of taking a vacation to celebrate the New Year.

Kiro: ...Oh yeah, I was pretty sleepy. [Yawns] So, how did you sleep last night?

MC: Really well. So well that I even had a beautiful....

As soon as the words leave my mouth, the sound of our gasps suddenly comes to my mind and I quickly change my description with a blush on my face.

MC: I had a very magical dream.

MC: I dreamed that we were performing on stage together... You were the guitarist, while I was the keyboard player!

MC: The audience kept shouting for an encore. During the performance, they thought we were the most popular band in the world~

Kiro's eyes widen and he moves a little closer to me.

Kiro: Then what?

MC: And then we walked off the stage, and then, and then it was over...

While its true that dreams are usually blurry, this one is so vivid that it gradually overlaps with the person in front of me, making me feel hot all over.

Kiro: Over?

MC: Over!

Kiro: [chuckles teasingly] MC, did you know you're really bad at lying? Your eyes are wandering and your face is as red as an apple. Usually when you get like this, it means...

The hand touching his chin pauses, and Kiro comes closer to me, a wicked smile on his face.

Kiro: Did I possibly kiss you in your dream?

MC: ...!

His straightforward answer makes me want to crawl under the quilt, but he latches onto my head first and buries it into his chest, laughing.

Kiro: [with lilting laughter] Okay, I'll stop teasing you now. Can you tell me more about your dream? For example, what songs did we sing? And did you enjoy being in a band with me?

MC: Of course I enjoyed it, and I remember the song we sang was also really nice, something like hum--hum hum--

The melody on my lips slowly becomes clearer and smoother, and we both seem to realize something, each of us staring at each other with wide eyes.

Kiro: Isn't that "Wonderful Day"?

MC: Ah... Now I know why I had this dream!

I excitedly pick up my phone and unlock the screen, automatically playing the video I hadn't finished watching before going to bed--

The video shows a practice room lit up by the afterglow of the sun, and a blond boy is sitting on the ground, holding a guitar and humming a tune.

His tight-fitting pure white long sleeves shirt makes him look a little thin, and his face beneath his forehead also possesses the unique innocence of his youth.

As if he was practicing, he sang acapella without accompaniment, but his singing was filled with the sounds of friction due to the old recording equipment at the time.

Even so, the passion and purity can clearly be seen in those eyes.

This was Kiro, an 18-year-old member of a start-up band, and this scene appears in this MV in the form of a memoir.

MC: Although I've searched for various old videos of yours, this is my first time seeing you practice behind-the-scenes.

MC: So I couldn't help but watch it a few more time. I didn't expect it to end up in my dream though~

As I say this, I think of something and point at the drum set behind "him" and the electric guitar on the floor.

MC: But why are you the only one practicing? Where are your bandmates?

Kiro: ...I can't remember. Maybe they hadn't come over yet, so I was just casually practicing while I waited for them.

MC: Oh, but I remember one of your bandmates' name was Pen?

He startles, as if he didn't expect me to still remember the person he'd just mentioned in passing.

Kiro: Mm, he was the guitarist for our band.

MC: Oh~ Then tell me in secret - who was better at playing the guitar, you or him?

Catching on to my teasing, he playfully raises his eyebrows in turn.

Kiro: There's no need to ask. I was the all-rounder of the band. I was just doing my duty as the lead singer so as to not steal everyone else's limelight.

MC: Wow... how bold. Your former bandmates would be furious if they knew about this.

I grin and lean on his chest, playing with the buttons of his pajamas.

MC: But this MV just reminded me that there must be many "treasures" from the past waiting for me to discover.

I pause and selfishly confess.

MC: After all, some people say that dreams are another parallel universe. So, I'll keep digging out more "materials".

MC: That way, I'd have more stories to experience with you from that time~

There is a chuckle that comes from above my head, and he takes my fingertips and kneads them absentmindedly.

Kiro: Then this treasure hunter should work hard. Maybe she'll be able to find... a super rare treasure that even I forgot about.

MC: I'll definitely work hard, but before I can gain anything new--

MC: I plan to listen to your album a few more times. Maybe I'll be able to continue my dream tonight!

MC: You don't even know how happy I was in the dream. It was my first time performing on the same stage with you. And I performed so beautifully!

The more I talk, the more excited I become, and I feel my heart pounding again like it did in my dream.

Kiro suddenly leans over and looks at me intently.

Kiro: MC, don't wait for night to come. Let's form a band now.

MC: Huh?

Kiro: Don't let it just be confined to your dream. After all, no matter how good the dream is, it'll only be a tenth as good as reality.

Kiro: And if dreams really are a parallel time and space... then I'll be very jealous of the Kiro who got to be on the same stage with you.

He pauses, and the familiar "sly grievance" appears in his eyes.

Kiro: What he has, I want too.

As he speaks, he lifts the quilt and gets out of bed from the other side.

MC: Wait! Now??

MC: Although there are still some days left before the award ceremony, we still need to get our outfits fitted and meet with various directors and producers...

For a while, I can't seem to make sense of what I'm feeling, and just report the upcoming itinerary in a daze.

But Kiro comes to my side of the bed and squats down with a smile, looking at me with bright eyes.

Kiro: Of course we have to do all that stuff, but music is a magical existence.

Kiro: It never conflicts with anything.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[PART 2]

In the afternoon, we drive a rented sports car through the city.

Kiro: There used to be a very authentic American burger joint on this street, but later, the owner closed it down cause he wanted to enjoy his old age.

Kiro: And on that street, I used to feed a black stray dog, which was later on adopted by a kind-hearted grandpa.

Kiro: Yes, yes, and this is the spot where Carol failed to confess his love. Raymond was gloating about it and collapsed to the ground laughing [laughs].(LMAO I'M SO SORRY, CAROL)

The bright sun shines on every street corner and seems to allow me to peak into his past through a rearview lens.

I take pictures of the scenery one by one until I realize something and speak out of curiosity.

MC: By the way... You've been touring the world frequently since then, so wasn't it rare for you to come back here?

Kiro: Yeah, it was even rarer after I went to college. I usually went back to the Bay Area after our tours.

At that moment, Kiro parks the car and pulls me out to stand in front of an unopened shop.

Except for a few guitars displayed in the window, it was pitch dark inside. I look up again and find that it doesn't even have a store name.

MC: Hmm? Is this a music store? Or some kind of training institution? Why does it feel like its closed down...

Kiro: Well... it's considered one of the "strongholds" of our band.

Kiro: You're right in thinking that it's a music store, but it has never been open for business. You'll know when you go in and take a look.

He takes out a key, opens the door and walks in under my doubtful gaze.

-

With the sound of a switch, the room instantly lights up--

It isn't big, and everything from the floor to the cabinets is made of dark solid American retro-style wood. Various musical instruments stay in different corners as they please, but they don't look dusty and seem to be well maintained.

MC: Okay, there are a lot of musical instruments here. So many instruments, and it still isn't open for business?

Faced with my shock, Kiro bursts into laughter and reaches out his hand to brush the guitars nostalgically.

Kiro: What you see here is what we intended to use ourselves.

MC: ...Yourselves?! With so many instruments, were y'all able to use them all?

Kiro: Most of the time they'd only be used as backup or in special situations~

As if remembering the past, he vaguely lifts the corners of his lips.

Kiro: There was a time when our drummer broke his drum during a late-night rehearsal. At the time, we were in high spirits and wanted to run out immediately to find a place to repair it.

Kiro: But all the instrument stores were closed. No matter how much we wanted it, we couldn't get it fixed.

Kiro: So in order to prevent similar incidents from happening, we made a decision on the spot - we'll just simply buy a music store!

Kiro: That's how we got this "stronghold".

MC: HUH??

He smiles as he thinks about it, as if realizing now how "reckless" they were at the time.

Kiro: [chuckles] Okay, I admit that normal people wouldn't think like this.

Kiro: But we honestly thought that this idea was quite reasonable at the time, because we wouldn't have to worry about breaking stuff in the middle of night during rehearsals--

Kiro: You could just immediately grab a new one from the side and continue rehearsing seamlessly~

MC: [grinning widely] Sigh... What a bunch of music fanatics.

MC: And y'all were such "tycoons", buying music stores just because you wanted to...

As soon as I finish speaking, I realize that I seem to have touched a sore spot. The corners of his lips twitch stiffly twice.

Kiro: No, we didn't really have much income at the time, so we basically used all of my little treasury to get it.

MC: Your little treasury? What about Pen and the others?

Kiro: [pouting] Hmph... they only covered the water and electricity bills here!

MC: Hahaha, it seems like every famous individual has a past that is "unbearable to look back on"~

MC: Tell me more, tell me more!

Kiro is momentarily taken aback, and he lowers his eyes, as if caught up in a brief memory.

Kiro: Also... it feels like there's nothing special about this place. Basically, we rehearsed together, held meetings to discuss creation, or asked a nearby Chinese restaurant to deliver food for us.

Kiro: Oh, I remember there were several magazines here. A lot of our promotional pictures should be in them.

MC: Promotional pictures? No private ones?

MC: For example, when you guys went out to have fun together, didn't you secretly take "funny photos" of your friends?

Kiro stops flipping through the magazine and shrugs at me.

Kiro: That's unlikely. Aside from performances and rehearsals, we hardly ever got together.

Kiro: You'll probably have to look for it, or you could dig out one or two from my cell phone album from a few years ago.

Sensing my subtle gaze, he quickly waves his hand.

Kiro: Don't think too much about it. I've been on good terms with them and have never gotten into any fights.

Kiro: At most, there were minor disputes over music discussions, but those were more about technical matters rather than personal ones.

MC: But... it doesn't seem like you guys keep in touch anymore.

Kiro: As "former colleagues", it's normal not to be in touch, right?

MC: Huh?

Seeing my stunned expression, he smiles and leans in front of the stairs.

Kiro: How should I put this... When Mr. Lawrence formed the band with me at its center, I knew it was more than just a dream.

Kiro: It was still my job and my career, I couldn't just care about my own feelings.

Kiro: Of course, they thought so too. So naturally, we focused on creation rather than each other.

His voice is very soft, but it weighs heavily on my heart.

This isn't the band story I'd imagined it to be. It was too rational and mature, so much so that it seems to have lost the passion and purity that youth should have had.

But their band was also lucky, and in the end, stood brilliantly under the bright lights.

Kiro knew very well where he needed to go and what he had to pay for it, so he made those regrets, big and small, seem too insignificant.

But... passion isn't just for the youth, is it?

Free adults could also grab a hold of it.

With that thought, I stretch out my hand towards him and smile brightly.

MC: Hello, lead singer, let's formally get to know each other.

MC: I'm the keyboardist of our band - MC. I'm going to be relying on you to guide me.

Kiro is left stunned for a moment. He then tightly holds my hand and raises a smile that was even more dazzling than my own.

Kiro: Hello, but I would like to remind this keyboardist that you're also responsible for the harmony.

MC: Huh? Will I be able to handle it..? After all, I haven't practiced the piano in a long time...

Seeing me suddenly get nervous and stiff, he gently shakes my shoulders.

Kiro: Relax-- Although a band sounds like a professional team doing many things, it is essentially a place where everyone gets together to play music.

MC: Then do you have any piano practice sheets? I want to warm up and move my fingers.

As I say this, I walk to the bookshelf nearby to rummage through. However, the person behind me laughs and pulls me back.

Kiro: Let's not do that. I need to help you relax. So why don't you say hello to them first?

Kiro pulls me to a piano and stars playing from behind me.

He plays softly and slowly, like a sleeping kitten rolling around in the sunshine, wrapping itself up with a flick of its tail.

Unknowingly... I seem to turn into that kitten, leaning peacefully into his arms.

Gradually, he removes his fingertips from the keyboard and gives me complete room on the instrument.

I can't help but raise my hand and continue the melody at will. Amidst the light and flying notes, I meet those smiling eyes.

MC: I didn't expect to meet "Teacher Flower" again after such a long time. And his teaching methods are still just as effective.

As if he hasn't heard that title for so long, Kiro chuckles, walks to my side, and leans down slightly.

Kiro: Then, Miss Chips, do you wish to give "Teacher Flower" a reward? So that I can be more-- [sharp muffled inhale].

Before he can finish saying what he wants to, I smile and kiss him.

The music stops and is gradually replaced by our hearts beating. His hands slowly tighten around my waist and he deepens the kiss.

It's slow, lingering, laced with a hint of fruit candy.

I have a hunch that our band will be the sweetest.

-

After playing with the other instrument for a while, I look at Kiro belatedly.

MC: Wait, we don't have a band name yet. That should be the first step to forming a band!

Following my words, his eyes grow distant, as if in thought, and finally land on a blackout curtain--

Seems that, due to the passing of the years, the curtains have several tears and small holes. But they still are able to let the sunlight slip in and sprinkle a little "starlight".

Kiro: How about calling it Twinkle?

MC: Huh? Is it that simple?

Seeing him nod seriously, I smile and return to the piano again, playing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star".

MC: Then this can be used as our "theme song"~

Kiro: Yeah, but since we're going to be an awesome band, there can be a little more variety to it.

Kiro picks up the guitar at his feet and skillfully strums the strings.

Once the cheerful "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" variation ends, I tentatively blink at him.

MC: How about it?

I thought that I would get some compliments, but instead he smiles and shakes his head.

Kiro: There is indeed nothing wrong with the pitch and rhythm, but we're here to play music, not take an exam or perform at a concert.

Kiro: Can you relax a little more? Don't be music's best student, be its best friend.

MC: I...

Seeming to sense my confusion, he smiles and pinches my face.

Kiro: Don't worry, "Teacher Flower" is here. I'll definitely have a way to get you completely immersed in the world of music.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[PART 3]

In the span of the next few days, Kiro does not seem to have thought of a solution.

Seeing as we were in no hurry, we went along with our original plans of designing outfits and having dinner with some people in the industry who had made prior appointments with us.

In our spare time, we would go back to the "music store" to practice, and even put a mattress in the attic for us to lie on at any time.

MC: ...Why am I still getting it wrong even after practicing for so long?

Looking at the black and white keys in front of me, I pout and tap on them twice.

Kiro: You seem very depressed, Miss Chips. Would you like me to help you?

The joking inquiry comes from the attic, accompanied by the creaking sound of wooden boards. I turn around and find Kiro leaning on the armrest, a smile on his face.

MC: Very much so... I had originally intended to get an early start and relieve you of some of the pressure.

MC: But I realized that music arrangement and theory are much too difficult for me.

Kiro: I admit that they are difficult, but why do you need to master them?

The dazzling lights of a car happen to pass by the window, causing me to blink in a daze.

MC: Because... I want to make that dream a reality and have an awesome performance with you.

Kiro: [in mock despair] Oh, I've done it now. It seems that I've unknowingly infected you with my perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Although he says this, he approaches me with a smile and leans down to look at me.

Kiro: Usually you tell me to do one thing at a time, but that doesn't seem to apply to you.

MC: I...

Taking note of my stunned expression, he unconsciously caresses my cheek with his fingertips.

Kiro: It doesn't matter. I'm going to give you a doze of "strong medicine".

His left hand that he had kept hidden behind his back suddenly comes forward and sways something in front of my eyes. Upon closer inspection, I realize it is a bottle filled with wine.

MC: ...Is that wine??

MC: Is this your way of helping me relax? By getting me drunk?

Kiro: Don't worry, it won't do anything to upset your stomach. This is a wine I specially concocted to get you drunk at most.

I take a whiff and smell the sweet and fruity aroma, but finding it too strong for me, I quickly shake my head.

MC: No no no...

MC: I have no idea what I'll do once I get drunk. It would be bad if I just played things at random.

Kiro: So what if you did? Who said that music has to have a standard answer?

He walks to the table nearby and takes out two glasses, slowly pouring the wine into them.

Kiro: As a musician, I promise you - as long as you do it from the heart, your music will be given a soul the moment it appears.

Kiro: Think about it, when you happily play the notes, there'll be several little chips jumping in the air. How cute would that be?

I giggle and simply take the glass from him and drink it. The sweetness of citrus and the warmth of the liquid mixes together and slowly spreads throughout my chest.

MC: It's delicious. I never thought that the Kitchen Killer had the skills to be a bartender~

As soon as I finish speaking, Kiro slightly narrows his eyes and puts on a brighter smile.

Kiro: Right. But just now, this Kitchen Killer thought of adding another ingredient to the mix. That should make it a lot more delectable.

MC: What?

Kiro: What do you think about green apple?

As he finishes speaking, he takes a sip of the wine in his hand, then bends down and kisses me.

His breath and the wine come at the same time, and caught off guard, I subconsciously grab the lapel of his clothes.

Kiro triumphantly raises his eyebrows, then grabs a hold of my waist, and forces me to stand up and get closer to him.

Then he goes deeper and deeper, his lips and tongue intertwining with mine over and over again, along with his scorching breaths as he gently bites me.

I subconsciously raise my head to take in the air outside, but he gently latches onto the back of my neck, and forces me to look directly into those eyes.

I feel like I'm being dragged into a whirlpool by the deep sea. Helplessly, I cling to his neck and "complain" in a low voice.

MC: ...You stingy fellow, you won't even let me get in a word with you.

Kiro: [softly] Is it? Obviously, I just want to you to get a taste of the improved flavor.

MC: Lies, where is the green apple flavor?

Kiro: Well, I just finished one candy, and it was green apple flavored. You must not have been looking seriously just now. Look again carefully.

He lowers his head and takes another sip of the wine, once again taking up all of my breath.

As if he really wishes for me to taste that tangy flavor, his dexterous tongue circles around in my mouth, leaving indelible traces.

The lack of oxygen quickly causes the alcohol to diffuse into the air, leaving my body feeling hot all over as I weakly cling to his shoulders.

MC: B-But just... don't forget what we're going to do tonight...

I softly beg for mercy, but all I receive is Kiro's low laughter. He then hugs me and sits down on the piano bench.

Kiro: [chuckles] Of course I haven't forgotten tonight's plan of relaxing and enjoying everything... whether it be music or happiness.

I am unable to see his expression clearly, but from the brisk tone of his voice, I can tell he is smiling happily.

He reaches out his hand from behind me and gently touches the black and white keys.

Kiro: As long as we combine notes one after another, we can create the world.

Kiro: Such as sunshine... forests... flowers...

Kiro: Or a house... a chimney... a clothes rack...

At this instance, he pauses, raises his hand by half an inch and hovers it over the keys.

Kiro: Of course, the most important thing is-- Kiro and MC...

As soon as he finishes his sentence, the world becomes quiet and a chord blooms into my ears.

His hands jumps around the keyboard, the brisk notes converging into particles of light and shadow in my mind, like the sunlight swaying amongst the shadows of the trees.

The atmosphere becomes light and fluttery, luring people to get closer to these lights and shadows, and run with them.

So I get out from under his arms and pick up the guitar beside him, strumming the strings with a grin as he looks at me, amazed.

MC: I can create anything, right?

Kiro: Of course. You are the master of this world.

After saying that, he starts playing along with me, playing a melody as light as stepping on the clouds.

I immediately shake my head, then bend my knees and strum the guitar vigorously.

MC: No, no, I don't want clouds, I want us to roll on the lawn--

Taking note of my unhesitant request, he raises his eyebrows slightly and plays a burst of warm and playfully skipping notes, making the countless blades of grass bend down.

Kiro: Then I want the sun to rain.

As he speaks, he tilts his body to the high-pitched area, and quickly moves two keys with his fingertips. The patter of sounds fills the air.

MC: But we don't plan on taking shelter from the rain, because...

I deliberately stop strumming for a beat and wink at Kiro.

MC: We haven't had enough fun~

My body starts to dance to the increasingly cheerful melody, as if I was gleefully letting go of all my inhibitions, and I am unable to stop myself from bending down and rubbing against the tip of his nose as I pluck the strings of the guitar.

Waves of heat steam across my face, but also tempt me to indulge in this even more brazenly.

Kiro's forehead is also wet with a fine layer of sweat, and something seems to shine in his naked eyes.

Our breathing gets faster and faster as the notes flow within the melody in a simple and profound manner, making our emotions a bit explicit and leaving our mouths dry.

At some point, the intertwining sun and rain seem to stop, leaving only a lingering pattering of sounds in the air.

However, our souls still seem to be connected. I slowly put down the guitar and walk forward, following my heart's desire, and finally come to a stop in front of Kiro.

The dim yellow chandelier sways in the wind, causing the light in those blue eyes to flicker again and again.

I don't think I've ever been as exposed to him than I am in this moment. And the same can be said about him.

And just as I'm about to give in to my desire to kiss him, he lifts my chin first, and a burning hot temperature follows suit.

I drown in that deep sea all at once as I unabashedly wrap my arms around his neck to absorb the oxygen that I longed for.

But this doesn't seem to satisfy him. His scorching breath lingers on every contour of my body, and the constant numbness makes me impatiently bite his neck.

His muffled groan falls into my ears and is then followed by his palms, grasping a hold of my thighs and picking me up.

I instantly lose my center of gravity and am unable to keep myself from opening my eyes and meeting that ravenous gaze.

Kiro: There's one more thing I forgot to tell you.

Kiro: Anything that makes a sound... can be turned into a melody.

As he says this, he lays me down on the table beside me, and then kisses me hard.

He specifically picks out those sensitive spots and rubs them all over, as if wanting to amplify my senses to the limit.

The sounds of hair brushing against the wooden table, the sound of paper sticking to the skin, and the rustling sounds of a plug being pulled all fall clearly into my ears, stirring up a numbing ripple.

They sultrily and ambiguously meld together, playing a secret melody.

Kiro: [whispers sexily] Do you hear this song that can only belong to you and me?

His voice is hoarse and the corners of his narrow eyes are slightly red, obviously stained with desire.

I see myself in his eyes as though I have intertwined myself with him.

Kiro: [in a breathy voice x1] ...Why do I still feel like something's not enough?

MC: ...Even if you ask that, I still...

Our words are muffled between our lips and teeth, and the sounds mix together, making everything feel comfortable. He suddenly smiles and unconsciously moves a little closer to me.

Kiro: [x2] Then let's not stop this song.

As he speaks, he laces his fingers through the gaps between mine and presses them together on the table. Then, he leans forward and kisses me.

The lights on the ceiling intertwine with his figure, blurring my vision from time to time.

Kiro: [voice almost TREMBLING from the passion] I would also like to add more of your voice.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

Part 2: Here

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[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw's Small Paradise Date

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

[Released Date: 1 FEB 2024]

[This date was translated with the help of Google translate ~]

[Section 1]

Some stuffy and warm air flow disrupted my sleep. I stretched and yawned, fumbling to turn off the air conditioner before slowly opening my eyes.

The sky was already clear, and the faint light leaking through the curtains was blocked by the broad figure in front of me, outlining undulating contours.

MC: Shaw…..

I couldn't help but reach out and poke his shoulder.

MC: Are you awake?

Shaw [sleepy voice]: …..Mm.

Shaw didn't turn around; instead, a nasal-toned response drifted over gently.

MC: When did you wake up? Shaw: Twenty minutes ago. MC: How come you woke up first and didn't even call me? Shaw [in a cold indifferent tone]: Wouldn't it be better to wake up naturally? MC: ……?

Seeing him continuously speaking with his back turned to me, I poked him in confusion.

MC: Shaw, are you on your phone? Why are you maintaining that posture for so long? Shaw: Nope.

...If I can't hear the indifference in his tone now, then I must be a fool.

But this early in the morning, I haven't even had the chance to annoy him, right? I couldn't help but pout.

MC: Can you turn around? It's awkward to talk like this.

Shaw [sulking×1]: Isn't this the distance you wanted? MC: ...When did I ever want this kind of distance? Don't casually slander people…..ugh!

Before I could finish speaking, the next moment, a shadow had already descended heavily upon me, rendering me immobile.

MC: Wha-what are you doing...? Shaw: What do you mean, of course, it is to judge you.

His breath tickled my forehead, making me instinctively wrinkle my nose. This action seemed to be misunderstood by Shaw as resistance, so he chuckled coldly.

Shaw [continuation×2 + sounds a little bit hurt]: I'm asking you, last night I pulled you into my arms twice, and you struggled free twice. What's the meaning of that? Shaw [×3]: Do you despise me? MC: Of course not!

I suddenly felt incredibly unjust. Just as I was about to argue with him, a vague memory flashed through my mind, causing my words to get stuck in my throat.

Last night, I did feel his hands assertively wrap around me.

And then, in a half-asleep state, it seems like... I subconsciously struggled to free myself a couple of times.

Thinking about this, I awkwardly tugged at the corner of my mouth.

MC [testing the water]: Uh, yesterday doesn't count, right? Shaw [in a cold threatening voice]: Why doesn't it count?

My mind raced as I quickly searched for reasons to justify my actions from yesterday.

MC: Because the air conditioning was set high yesterday, it was a bit hot when we were cuddled together... MC: And, um, your arm was a bit too firm and uncomfortable to rest on, so I... um, made a technical adjustment!

Shaw [sulking×4 + feeling hurt]: You mean, you feel uncomfortable when I hold you to sleep?

[T/N]: Call me insane but I'm in love with his sulky and pouty voice *bangs my head on the wall*

MC: I didn't say I felt uncomfortable, it was...well, my body didn't listen to me in my sleep… Shaw [×5]: Oh, so it was just your body instinctively moving away from me.

MC: No! Shaw, why are you like this…

Seeing the situation escalating, I didn't know how else to explain myself. Shaw had already cut me off.

Shaw [smirks]: Okay.

Shaw squinted his eyes halfway and interrupted me.

Shaw [someone is holding a grudge]: It's really my problem that I didn't take your feelings into consideration.

Shaw [finally made up his mind]: I'll pay attention next time.

As the restraints on me loosened, Shaw turned to get off the bed. I quickly sat up and grabbed his arm, blinking at him with a hint of guilt.

MC: Wait, wait, are you sure you're not just saying the opposite out of anger? Shaw: Am I that kind of person?

Shaw raised his eyebrows as he spoke, leaned over, and placed a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose.

MC: …..?!

I stared at him in astonishment, and he responded with an innocent yet subtle smile.

Shaw [reluctantly accepts the current situation + plays the part of a wounded person]: It's just one night without cuddling. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Shaw [lovingly]: Besides, today is Valentine's Day. Why would I quarrel with my dear and beloved?

—

[Section 2]

Something was off. Very off.

After getting up, Shaw went about his morning routine as if nothing had happened. He even "thoughtfully" brought me breakfast from downstairs.

However, my keen intuition told me — this guy was definitely still sulking.

MC: The worst I can do is stay still tonight… Shaw: What did you say? MC: I said, Tonight, you can pull me however you want, I'll definitely stay put!

Shaw: …… Shaw [sighs]: Why are you still worrying about what happened in the morning? I forgot about it. MC: Is that so?

Shaw didn't answer my question, he just raised his hand and pushed the soy milk on the table towards me.

Shaw: Only a three-year-old child loves to pry like this. Hurry up and drink your soy milk, we should go to the antique shop after you're done. MC: Huh, are we spending Valentine's Day at the antique shop today? Shaw: I was just planning to clean up there, but if you want to spend time there, that's fine too. MC: Why clean up today?

Shaw saw that I was still confused, and a familiar teasing smile appeared on his face.

Shaw [laughs + starts teasing her]: Tsk tsk, isn't there someone who dreams of getting rich overnight every day? How could you forget that today is also the fifth day of the Lunar New Year when we welcome the God of Wealth?

MC: !!Welcoming the God of Wealth! We need to hurry and set off, or else we'll be late, what if there's traffic on the God of Wealth's route?

I instantly got excited and quickly finished the soy milk, pulling Shaw towards the door.

With one hand being pulled by me, Shaw used his other hand to grab a couple's beret from the hanger and put it on my head.

Shaw [clicks his tongue + in a low, sulking, jealous voice]: ...Who knew in the eyes of a fool, the God of Wealth is more important than 'lover'.

[T/N]: MC WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!!

—

The antique shop has been closed for less than half a month, and there was already a thin layer of dust in the room.

We quickly divided the tasks and started cleaning with our respective tools.

Before long, the various items in the store were shining with their appropriate luster and colors.

Shaw lit a stick of incense and respectfully placed it in front of the God of Wealth's altar. Then, he found a yellow paper from somewhere and spread it out on the table, picking up a brush to start writing.

Curiously, I leaned in to see what he was writing and followed along with his vigorous strokes, reading each word aloud.

MC: Inviting the Five God of Wealth to descend, humbly requesting... What is this?

Shaw: It's the invocation script for the Five God of Wealth. Shaw: Since we're welcoming the God of Wealth, we should do it properly. We need to specify our wishes, our address, the auspicious date... everything has to be written meticulously. Shaw [as a matter of fact]: Otherwise, how would the God's know who is asking for wealth? MC: Oh, I see. It's like how some people nowadays report their ID numbers when they go to burn incense! Shaw [chuckles]: That's what it means. MC: Then you quickly help me write it, may the God of Wealth bless us to win big prizes every day this year, and even pick up money while walking! Shaw: Why, the jackpot won last year wasn’t big enough?

Thinking of my experience of becoming an island owner and winning an RV last year, I raised my chin proudly.

Reference from his “Four season” event and “6th Anniversary” event!

MC: Hum hum, I am so greedy! MC: Besides, if I won a lottery, it will benefit both of us~

Shaw [in sync with her energy]: Alright, I'll help you write it. Let me keep benefiting from your good luck next year.

As I watched Shaw earnestly write down the whimsical wishes, a hint of sweetness brewed in my heart.

It felt as though some kind of power was truly born from his brush strokes, capable of conveying our intentions to the ethereal Gods.

We spread the invocation script in front of the God of Wealth statue, just after lighting the incense and making our wishes, when suddenly there were two knocks on the door of the shop.

We both turned around and faced Mr. Yan's smiling face. The other person held a pig doll in one hand and made a bow to us.

Lao Yan: Shaw, MC, Happy New Year!

[T/N]: Here Lao Yan calls them little Ling and little MC in Chinese but it doesn't look great in the EN version so gonna go along with just their names only.

Shaw [in a cheerful voice]: Happy New Year to you, old man. What's the matter? Lao Yan: There you go, just this matter in my hands.

Lao Yan had a look of helplessness on his face, and he patted the pig doll in his hand.

Lao Yan: I accidentally washed the doll my granddaughter sleeps with, and just bought her a new one as an apology, but the little girl doesn't want it. Lao Yan: She said this is not what she wants, she doesn't like it. Lao Yan: You young people understand these things better. How about you, MC and you, help me buy one? It's the big New Year, I don't want the little girl to be unhappy because of this.

Shaw and I exchanged a glance, clearly asking for my opinion. I pondered for a moment.

MC: If it's a doll to sleep with, then I know what kind to buy.

—

[Section 3]

Miniature floppy-eared rabbits, chubby ducks, and even anthropomorphic vegetables, insects...

As soon as I entered the doll store, I was dazzled by the dazzling array of dolls.

MC: Wow, this eggplant is so cute!! MC: This long-haired rabbit is so adorable!

I let go of the little rabbit plushie, then hugged a half-sized elephant plush toy, reluctant to let go, I rubbed against it contentedly.

MC: Shaw, this one is so soft to hold!

Shaw stood a few steps away, arms crossed, and raised an eyebrow inquisitively.

Shaw [elongates his tone]: So you like soft ones so much. MC: Huh? What does that mean?

I was a bit slow to react, and Shaw's jaw raised even higher.

Shaw [a hint of displeasure hidden in his voice]: I said, if you think it is comfortable to hold, buy it. MC [burst out laughing]: ….Pff.

— —Sure enough, you still care!

Unexpectedly, without me probing, this guy exposed his tangled thoughts that he had been holding in for half the day.

I found it somewhat amusing, unable to resist teasing him, I winked at him.

MC [starts acting]: Well, it's too soft for me. I prefer something with just the right amount of firmness when I hug it~

Shaw [shocked]: …..

Shaw seemed momentarily stunned by my comment, his lips parted and closed again, before finally tilting his head to the side in silence.

Shaw [clears his throat + pretends not to hear it and starts teasing her]: Okay, aren't you here to choose a doll for Lao Yan's granddaughter? Why are you discussing your own preferences?

Changing the subject again, how boring. I rolled my eyes and showed him the photo on my phone.

MC: I've found the one I want to buy for the kid. MC: I just had Lao Yan took a photo of the damaged doll. We'll buy the same model.

Shaw [having a hard time to believe]: Are you sure? There are so many new models here.

MC: Of course I'm sure. Didn’t Lao Yan say that this doll was for children to hold while sleeping? MC: It indicates that, in her heart, this is the softest and most familiar comfort toy.

I picked up the doll that was exactly the same as in the photo and gestured towards Shaw.

MC: No matter how good the new models are, they can't compare to the comfort of that one that holds a special place in her heart.

Shaw looked at the doll in my hand and nodded.

Shaw: You know a lot about this. MC: This is my experience. Didn’t you sleep with a stuffed animal when you were a child? Shaw: No  MC [happily]: If you have a chance, you can try it. Sleeping with a doll in your arms will make you feel at ease~

Shaw's expression once again turned peculiar, and he chuckled, then walked over to the shelf.

Shaw: I'm too lazy to try, but you seem to really want to relive the feeling of your childhood. Shaw: Why don't you choose a sleeping doll that you feel comfortable with and has moderate hardness and softness? Shaw [starts playing the role of a wounded person×1]: From now on, you will sleep with it in your arms, and you will feel at ease. Shaw [×2]: Well, I think this red panda one is pretty good… MC: Shaw!

Seeing Shaw earnestly selecting a plush toy, I quickly interrupted his soliloquy.

MC: I don't want this red panda.

Shaw turned his head, returning my gaze defiantly.

Shaw [continues with the act×3]: So, which one do you want? The rabbit, the shark, the giraffe, or maybe the eggplant, the bread? MC: Don't want any!

I reached for the nearby keychain, grabbed his hand, and slipped it into his fingers.

MC: I just want this "red panda", is that okay?

In an instant, a faint blush flashed across Shaw's face, yet he deliberately pouted his lips downward.

Shaw [carefully testing her by acting all innocent]: Weren't some people picky before? Why are they suddenly attracted to it now? MC: It's not like I suddenly took a liking to it now. I've been chasing after him for a very, very long time, planning to stay by his side for the rest of my life!

Shaw's throat bobbed heavily, and he looked down at his ring finger, then raised his gaze, staring longer into my eyes.

Shaw: Even if he's very rigid, very stubborn, and his actions are unreasonable, would you still want this uncomfortable little panda? MC: Yes. MC: Because he gives me the most comfort when he hugs, is that not okay? Shaw: Okay.

Finally, Shaw revealed his brightest smile of the day, and with a flick of his wrist, he firmly clasped my fingertips.

Shaw [in a really really good mood]: But I have to remind you, once you're bound to this little panda, there's no return or exchange.

—

[Section 4]

Even though I was bound to this "little panda," I still couldn't resist the adorable onslaught of the shop's merchandise and ended up buying several plushies.

After delivering the doll to Lao Yan's granddaughter, Shaw and I took the other plushies home.

After I got home, I happily placed the dolls on the sofa one by one, then sat among them and turned on the TV.

MC: This is the perfect sofa!

Shaw [feeling jealous]: ?How come it's perfect? They filled the sofa. Where's my place?

Shaw placed the cola on the coffee table, then discontentedly picked up a small dinosaur by its tail and placed it on the floor. He then squeezed in and pulled me into his arms.

Shaw [feeling satisfied with his action]: .....This is perfect.

The TV kept replaying the New Year's gala from a few days ago. I flipped through a few channels but couldn't find anything interesting, so I simply handed the remote control to Shaw.

MC: Is there anything you want to see? Shaw: No, TV programs are boring to begin with, and the Spring Festival ones are even more boring. MC: Shaw, you're holding a renowned TV show producer in your arms!

Shaw [acts like he just realized this fact]: Oh, how about watching a TV show produced by this well-known program producer?

Shaw, while saying so, actually picked up the remote control and switched to Loveland TV, where a variety show produced by [MC Company name] happened to be airing.

MC: Ah, don’t look—— ——

I let out a cry of dismay, trying to grab the remote control from Shaw, but he deliberately extended his arm to prevent me from taking it away.

Shaw: Why not let me see it? MC: It’s not that you are not allowed to read it, but will you read your final thesis in front of relatives and friends during the Lunar Year? MC: And when I saw the faces of these guests, I was reminded of those troubling things during the shooting again...

When Shaw heard what I said, his interest became even higher.

Shaw: I'm not interested in the show, but I'm very interested in the story that tortures you. Tell me?

What kind of person are you!

I hummed twice, slid down a bit, and rested my head on his shoulder.

MC: Just look at this middle-aged man wearing a pink tie. He was fine during rehearsals, but after the official shoot, he always likes to improvise... MC: And here, do you feel that the editing was stiff? It’s because the original challenge content was not what is being broadcast now… MC: One time, the host and the lighting technician got into an argument, and it ended with everyone's supper being spilled...

Shaw chuckled as he listened to me rambling on about my grievances, occasionally adding a comment or two to commiserate. Meanwhile, the program on the screen gradually came to an end.

This day was obviously no different from any other day, but I felt a fresh sense of comfort cuddling up with him like this.

Was it because he was listening to my worries while shooting? Or was it because the little misunderstanding in the morning was resolved?

Is it because we made a shared wish for this year together in the antique shop? 

Or is it simply because today is Valentine's Day, and our moods are just good?

I can't figure it out, and I'm too lazy to think about it. I just hope that this comfortable feeling can continue indefinitely.

Shaw: MC. MC: ….Hm? Shaw [carefully]: Do you feel comfortable like this now? MC: Hey, why are you thinking about the same thing as me?

I nodded contentedly.

MC: It’s so comfortable now. Your chest is so wide. I can lie down wherever I want~

Shaw [in a good mood + his lazy voice×1]: But didn't you notice that your hair keeps rubbing on my face?

MC: Ah? But I just moved down. Shaw [×2]: A bit further down. MC: Okay... like this?

Shaw clicked his tongue and wrapped one arm around my shoulders while using his other hand to pinch my face, moving my head to rest against his collarbone.

Shaw [satisfied]: This is more comfortable. MC: No no, I feel uncomfortable like this.

I adjusted myself with seriousness and then placed Shaw's hand on my waist before lifting my face to look at him.

MC: What do you think of this posture now? MC: You see, my legs fit perfectly on yours, and there's room for your arms too. MC: My arms can move too, and they won't block your line of sight either...

Shaw [chuckles sexily]: How come you sound like you're giving a product report?

MC: Of course, I have to explain clearly why this position is good! MC: Otherwise, what if we adjust into another awkward position that makes both of us uncomfortable? Shaw: Really.

Shaw lowered his eyes and stared at me. After a moment, he raised the corner of his mouth.

Shaw [HIS HUSKY VOICE FILLED WITH MISCHIEF]: But you seem to have forgotten to mention the biggest advantage of this posture. MC: Hmm? What advantages?

Shaw [IN A LOW SEXY WHISPER]: Kissing you is easy.

He lowered his head and easily captured my slightly parted lips.

The kiss was irresistible. The sweet breath blends into a thin mist, which quickly escapes between the lips and teeth.

I widened my eyes, and the next moment, a long leg firmly pinned down my attempt to move.

Meanwhile, that unreasonable hand firmly held my jaw, and each touch of his fingers along the side of my neck sent shivers down my spine.

Under his assault, the original position gradually collapsed. The plushies on the sofa also fell to the ground one after another in the melee, rolling around with the little dinosaur.

When our lips finally parted, I couldn't help but use my free hand to lightly pinch his arm.

MC: Why did you sneak attack again…

Shaw grinned triumphantly, his eyes filled with the satisfaction of a successful ambush.

Shaw [HIS SULTRY VOICE SKSKSK]: Calling it an ambush doesn't sound too good. Shaw [×2]: This is a lightning strike, specifically targeting the unprepared.

The protest I just uttered was swallowed back by him.

This time, it wasn't clear whose body pressed against the remote control. In the corner of my eye, the noisy scene on the screen flickered twice, then turned into a blank screen.

Suddenly, the room became exceptionally quiet, making each other's breaths and every friction of our clothes unusually clear.

The narrow sofa contained two violently beating hearts, and also contained the romance that only belonged to me and him in this peaceful evening.

My hand inadvertently brushed against his ring finger—where I had left a "trapped" mark during the day.

Now it was empty, but I knew there was no need for any ring to lock it down; this person belonged to me.

MC: By the way, Shaw…

I was immersed in the aftertaste of happiness, and suddenly remembered something.

MC: You said, now that we have adjusted the perfect sitting position, can we also find a sleeping position that is comfortable for both of us? Shaw [×3]: You're addicted to adjusting?

Shaw smiled and lowered his head, lightly nibbling on the tip of my nose.

Shaw [×4]: There's no need to adjust your sleeping position. I've already figured out how to deal with you. Shaw [DAMN HIS VOICE HERE WAS SO SEXY]: Tonight, set the air conditioning to 16 degrees. I don't believe you won't snuggle into my arms.

[T/N]: BYE BYE WORLD, IT WAS NICE KNOWING YOUUUU. Man PG do know how to quench our thirst🤭 damn I wasn't expecting the last part to be soooo hot🔥🔥

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💍Call

#shaw stans i hope you stay sane after reading both his EN and CN valentine date 🫡 #PG should have name the date as “sulking shaw” instead of “small paradise” you'll know later ~ #the very start of this date was so dynamic till the ending part which was so hot🌊 #mlqc spoilers #mr love queen's choice #mlqc shaw #mlqc #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc translation #mlqc ling xiao

[lithopsy]

I made a spreadsheet with links to every single MLQC date/mind quest (including CN content that hasn’t been released globally yet)! there are still some that i wasn’t able to find, but almost everything is there! if you find something I’m missing or notice an error, please let me know <3

#mlqc #mr love queens choice #love and producer #lovepro #gavin mlqc #lucien mlqc #kiro mlqc #victor mlqc #li ziyan #xu mo #bai qi #kilou zhou #mr love #mlqc dates #lithopsy #pdbutterfly

[caesurables]

“….you’re punishing me, right?”

#mica doodles #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mr love mobile #恋与制作人 #lucien #lucien xu #许墨 #i just hav so many feels about this particular scene from Lux’s translation pf Poison date skshskh #the despair lucien feels and guilt over being the ome who created that poison that ultimately killed his lover/wife sidhejdn #the way he tried so hard to create a cure and the hopelessness he felt when it didnt work and that he could only watch #as her life slowly slipped away before his very eyes #and the way he decided in the end that it wasnt worth going on with life without her djdhwjsh #(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) #there’s a lot more i wanna say about this date but jdndjdhsj

[obeymebutnotlikethat]

Obey Me: MC tongue fucking every brother in front of their brothers is fine

MATBWLM: MC sharing a moment with another man is breaking everyone's heart and now Victor is out the door

MLQC: MC has no chance

Arcana Twilight: Little lamb

#arcana twilight #obey me #shall we date #magic and the boys who love me #mlqc

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC Lucien’s Devotion Date translation

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

This post contains a detailed spoiler for a date that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

Translation under the cut!

From time to time, seabirds swept across the sparkling sea. The horizon extended infinitely, and the fresh smell of seawater filled the air.

I walked down the steps of the ferry, stood on the shore, took a deep breath, and glanced down at the time.

MC : His work time should be over now...

With that, I pressed a familiar phone number. The other end of the receiver rang several times, and he picked up the phone quickly.

Lucien : Good morning Miss Supervisor. I have just finished a slice of bread and read the summary document.

MC : I haven't said anything yet.

Lucien : Does that mean that I can also get an extra reward for answering in advance in addition to good performance?

Lucien's voice was a little tired but still full of smiles.

MC : OK, I'll give you anything you want.

MC : You just said you were looking at the summary document. Is this phased experiment coming to an end?

Lucien : Well, we are just waiting for some analytical results to support the next phase of the experiment.

MC : Is that so...

I sighed silently in my heart and looked down at the ticket in my hand.

The sea breeze carried the waves against the stone walls, rolling up some water dew.

MC : Professor Lucien, I have an important message.

Although I was a little uneasy, I still raised my eyes, looked at the other end of the sea, and opened my mouth firmly.

Lucien : Hmm?

MC : I have kidnapped your most important thing.

MC : I advise you to immediately take the ransom to the designated location. I have put the specific information on the table in the living room at home.

MC : Be late, and the hostage will be killed.

In a fit of anger, I said the lines that I had rehearsed thousands of times in my heart and hung up the phone before he could reply.

MC : Yet, I don't know if he will be angry...

I pursed my lips in self-mockery, got on the bus, and headed for the pre-booked accommodation.

My eyes reflected the beautiful light and shadow through the glass. I looked at the calm sea, and my heart was full of Lucien's figure.

Lucien's research made a breakthrough a few months ago.

So in the next few months, he ultimately fell into a state of forgetting to eat and sleep.

Although he maintained a minimum level of diet and sleep because of our agreement, he still lost weight and even had a fever.

I understand his work very well; I know that he has been taking care of himself “as much as possible.” But for several months in a row, this is the limit.

Forty minutes later, I arrived at the homestay, and after checking in, I had a simple meal.

MC : It's so quiet.

I stood in the middle of the big living room, leaving only the waves and the sound of the wind.

I smiled and sighed. After thinking, I walked out and sat on the beach by the only path leading to the homestay.

In this way, if Lucien came, he would see me immediately.

MC : Come quickly, Lucien.

I sat quietly, holding my legs, watching the tide surging in front of me, the brilliant light shining brightly under the rising sun.

The sea seems to soften the boundaries of time. I don't know how long I have been sitting until-

Footsteps approached behind me.

Lucien : Hello, I'm here to pay the ransom.

Like the waves stirred up at the moment, soft sound poured my ears together with the sound of the tide.

I blinked slowly and turned around to see Lucien wearing a white shirt, smiling and holding a small travel bag, with another ferry ticket in his hand standing not far away.

MC : Where's the ransom?

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt myself being pulled into a firm embrace.

The familiar and coveted temperature is mixed with the scent of slightly damp sweat and the smell of the sea tide.

Lucien : Here

MC : It won't be enough

My shaky heart finally fell to the ground. I sighed and reached out my hands to embrace the person in front of me.

MC : Alongside your most important thing, you've been kidnapped by me too

Lucien : So how long will this kidnapper kidnap me?

MC : Don't worry, it won't be long.

I nuzzled fondly against his chest, feeling the solid and nostalgic heartbeat in my ear.

MC : I'll kidnap you for three days.

MC : After three days, I'll let you go.

When Lucien checked in, I stood not far behind him and secretly observed his expression.

MC : ...He doesn't seem to be angry.

In fact, I'm so worried that he will not come. I'm afraid to hear him say.

“Silly, I'm still busy. You need to remember to eat well alright?”

But fortunately, here he is.

I smiled, people came one after another in the homestay, and there were also traveling aunties waiting for their companions to set off.

Aunt A : Ah, the weather is good now, and many young couples are out for a trip.

Aunt B : That's right, it's a nice day to come out and play!

Listening to their happy conversation, I unconsciously raised the corners of my lips.

However, following their smiling eyes, my smile immediately froze.

At the counter next to Lucien's check-in, a girl in a long white dress goes through the formalities.

She wore a thin gray-blue coat and a pair of beige canvas shoes.

It looks like a couple's outfit from the back as Lucien is wearing the same color.

I looked down at my striped dress, and my heart instantly hovered.

I have already done such a willful thing. I shouldn't care about minor mishaps, right...

Thinking in this way, I patiently swallowed that little dissatisfaction. I went down, squeezed out a smile, and stepped forward to put my arms around him.

MC : Are you done, dear?

I raised my chin slightly and glanced at the aunts who were talking just now. Seeing them embarrassedly change the subject, my heart bubbled with glee.

Huh, forget it, next time we go out, I must wear the same color as Lucien!

Seeing me, Lucien smoothly took me into his arms and pecked my lips.

Lucien : Honey, I'm done. Let's go.

After returning to the room, Lucien silently took off his clothes.

MC : Why did you suddenly take off your clothes?

Instead of replying to me, he opened his bag, took out another spliced T-shirt, and put it on.

Did he just hear what those aunties said?

I feel the whole body floating lightly as if gently stepping on the sea surface.

The continuously surging tide is under my feet, making my whole body feel tickled.

This person seems always like this, tolerating my wilfulness just like he comes here.

MC : Actually I don't care.

Even though I said that I couldn't help laughing and looking at him delightfully.

Lucien : You really don't care?

He pretended to be troubled, walked over, and caressed my face.

Lucien : What should I do then? I still really hope you pay more attention to me.

MC : I still can distinguish between accident and intention, so I won't make unnecessary trouble!

MC : Didn't Professor Lucien always teach me to look at things rationally?

Lucien : ....That's true.

His eyes flashed with a momentary emotion I did not understand, but he soon raised the corners of his lips.

Lucien : Speaking of which, Miss Kidnapper, I have come here according to your arrangement, so...

Lucien : What do you want me to do?

Lucien's voice was a little low, and his caressing fingertips drifted from the face to the ear and finally slid down to the corner of my lip.

In his deep pupils, silent and restrained longings are contained in them.

I realized slowly that this was the first time we had seen each other after a long time.

I also reached out my hand and looked at the person in front of me.

Looking at the clothes he hastily put on, I smiled and scratched his neck with my fingertips.

MC : Can I ask you to do anything?

Lucien : Probably

He seemed to speak subconsciously. At the moment the words fell, his eyes became deeper.

Lucien : MC, didn't you kidnap my most important thing?

His voice came up softly and flooded the brain a minute earlier than the ears.

Lucien : She is too precious, so I think she'll probably have to do more with me.

The gentle illusion fell, and it was able to aid away all my reasoning and mind at that moment.

I was very moved, but I immediately regained my mind when I thought of the purpose of this “kidnapping.”

I don't want him to think I'm being willful this time just because I want to see him.

I struggled to turn my head, and under Lucien's puzzled eyes, I gasped slightly and pushed him onto the bed, leaning over with both hands on either side of him.

MC : I only have one task for you as a hostage.

MC : Don't do anything and have a good rest.

MC : Do you understand?

Lucien looked at me earnestly with both eyes.

The sound of the tide filled the world. I was a little uncomfortable by his silence, ready to sit up at a loss.

Unexpectedly, Lucien reached out his hand and wrapped me beside him.

Lucien : Understood.

Lucien : If that's the case, then you need to stay with me.

A long sigh came from overhead.

Lucien : Sleep with me for a while, MC

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For the rest of the day, Lucien and I didn't do anything.

He obeyed my “orders.” He didn't touch any work-related content and didn't answer a single phone call.

On the other hand, I am responsible for supervising him to eat, sleep and wander along the path by the sea, holding hands.

Just in case he was bored, I took a few books from the shelf before I left.

Those were the ones he marked and prepared to read, but he also left them behind in the corner.

Time flows quietly and peacefully. Lucien sometimes looked at me silently but didn't say a word.

The next afternoon, I grabbed him for a nap as usual. When I woke up, I found that Lucien was no longer in bed.

MC : ...Did he go out for a walk by himself?

I walked out of the bedroom to see him lying on a hammock in the courtyard outside the living room.

It was a little hot, so he unbuttoned his buttons lazily, revealing a strong and solid chest.

The slender hand held a book on his face, blocking most of the light.

MC : I can't afford to stand still...

I sat quietly beside him. The sea breeze was gentle, making the world peaceful.

Looking at the sleeping person in front of me, I saw his tired but determined face, dark circles under his eyes, and the appearance of going to the research institute despite a fever.

MC : Even Iron man also needs to rest.

I sighed, and poked him lightly in anger.

MC : You just don't know how to eat well and sleep well.

MC : What can I do to make you value yourself more?

MC : It's not that I don't understand you, but...

I stopped my mouth and didn't know what to say.

“Understanding” and “caring” always speak loudly in their respective positions, which annoys me and makes me helpless.

This wayward “kidnapping” act, though in the name of his good.

But to be honest, I don't know if it would make him feel that I didn't understand him and couldn't support him adequately.

And make him think I'm wayward or selfish.

MC : Even if you think so and get angry at me, I can't help it.

MC : Lucien, I can only do such a thing.

Lucien : How do I feel?

A familiar voice suddenly entered my ears, and I raised my head in a panic.

I saw Lucien lift the book that covered his face. The eyes hidden in the shadow of the book now are looking at me.

With his movements, the hammock swayed slightly, and the sunlight sifted by the palm trees swam on him like shining fish.

It swam into my heart and disturbed the entire pond in just a moment.

MC : ....You pretended to be asleep!

Lucien : I'm just thinking about things. I didn't say I was sleeping.

He clasped the palm of my hand that I wanted to take away, raised his leg, and pulled me a little closer to him.

Lucien : You just said, what do you think I'd feel?

His eyes locked against mine so tightly that I couldn't escape, making me bite my lower lip subconsciously.

How can I express my indescribable feelings?

What can I say because of those selfish and greedy thoughts caused by you.

I breathed slowly and stared at the person in front of me.

MC : It's just...I don't want you to be angry because I suddenly “kidnapped” you.

MC : These few days have still delayed some of your work, right?

Lucien : Silly, how could I be angry.

Lucien : Of course, I know you want me to rest and relax. You just worried about me.

With the ebb and flow of the tide, only his voice was particularly clear, like a sparkling pearl sifted out on the beach.

I felt myself being embraced by him.

Lucien : But this time, I seem to suddenly realize...

Lucien : After the “heartbeat”, the beautiful flower in my heart seems to have new growth.

MC : Huh?

I raised my head in confusion and saw that his eyebrows were slightly curved and his pupils were flickering as if he's facing something unfamiliar.

Unfamiliar, but extremely excited about it.

I look up at the dazzling light in his eyes; it can't leave my sight.

MC : What is that?

Lucien : I don't know either.

Although he said this, Lucien smiled softly.

His broad palms clung to my face and traced it as if clumsily observing and confirming it.

Lucien : What exactly is that.

Lucien's words finally melted into the sunset.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the last day of my “kidnapping” Lucien.

After taking a nap, I looked out the window at the clear blue sea and wanted to pay for the evening ticket, so I turned to look at Lucien, who was lying on the side.

Maybe the seawater from the island also soaked in him, and he became lazier and lazier after three days.

Lucien was like a big lazy cat, lying on his side on the bed, his pajamas lifted slightly, revealing his muscles.

With his eyes half-open, he looked out the window through my gaze.

MC : Would you like to walk by the sea?

Lucien : Do you want to go for a walk?

Our voices sounded simultaneously and we laughed together because we said the same thing to each other.

While changing, I glanced at him and found him smiling, pointing to the dress in my hand and shaking the shirt of the same color in his hand.

Obviously, we didn't say anything.

It seems that this silence makes everything strangely romantic.

The waves swept over our ankles. Lucien and I interlocked our fingers and walked on the shoal with our shoes on.

The gentle sea breeze lifted the hem of his shirt, the light and shadow scattered, as bright as rippling ten thousand summer days.

None of us spoke, and we were the only silent world between the shore and the waves.

We will board the cruise ship in the evening. We will return to Loveland City tomorrow, and Lucien will continue to devote himself to his great scientific research.

He probably will continue not to sleep, rest and eat well.

Maybe, when I can't help it, I will repeat this “kidnapping” again.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh.

Lucien : What are you laughing at?

Lucien lowered his eyes and brought my laughter into his sight.

I smiled and tilted my head, swinging our hands back and forth.

MC : I'm just thinking...

MC : After we go home, Professor Lucien will return to his old habit.

MC : Then maybe I have to kidnap you again and again

MC : We should not be like this when we become grandma and grandpa.

It was hard for me to imagine that scene, and Lucien seemed to think about it too and looked at me helplessly.

Lucien : I have also worked hard to eat, sleep, and rest in the past few months.

MC : Yes, I know

Lucien : During the busiest time of the experiment, I probably didn't sleep well.

MC : Yes, at least you sleep for three hours now.

Lucien : I don't seem to be hungry either.

MC : Even if you are not hungry, you will eat at least one meal a day now.

Lucien : Take a half-hour break every day.

MC : Also call me to report.

We finished each other sentences. The indigo blue sea and the sky were burning in his eyes, making the emotions in it more directly cast into my eyes.

MC : I know it all, Lucien.

Some people change a little bit. Although it may be an effortless thing in the eyes of others, it is very difficult for him.

Because everyone moves at a different pace.

Lucien stood in front of me, but I saw too many things growing in silence in him.

Just as I am constantly changing and growing because of him.

MC : So I understand and accept it happily because you are changing for me.

Lucien : But I'll still make you unhappy.

Lucien : And this is not what I want.

MC : Lucien, you are so stupid.

Under his dazed gaze, I pulled him to sit on the reef in the shoal.

MC : We can't be the most idealized being in each other's eyes all the time.

MC : Just like I can't keep you happy all the time, as it will also disrupt your pace and make you uncomfortable.

Lucien : I...

MC : But so what?

The bright spots of light keep surging and raising as if burning.

And in this dazzling world, our palms are tightly held together without a gap.

As if they were born to hold each other like this.

MC : I will continue to walk holding these hands, because this is the most important thing for me.

MC : Isn't that the case with Professor Lucien?

Lucien : How come.

Lucien: It is probably more important than I thought to me.

The sea birds that suddenly flocked put a period on his word, and with the swaying feathers, the world seemed to be slowly blooming.

Lucien : After hearing your call, I set up my work faster than usual, and came home to see the ticket and luggage on the table.

Lucien : Then come to see you.

Lucien : Obviously, I should be hesitating.

Lucien : But I didn't.

Lucien : At that moment, I suddenly realized that...

Lucien : I can probably allow you to do anything to me.

The waves surged over my ankles and seemed to roam over my head, causing me to suffocate my breath subconsciously.

Lucien : I seem to have become a simpler and more complex person because I surrendered to that instinct.

Lucien : In addition to happiness and joy, many not-so-beautiful things have been born, and some...

Lucien : ...few things that I can't describe either.

His fingertips, like waves, gently landed on the side of my face.

Lucien : “I don't need her to care about me so much,” and “She could care about me more.”

Lucien : “Why don't you care if you hear people say I'm wearing a couple's dress with someone else?” and “It's okay that she knows it's a stranger and shouldn't care.”

Lucien : It's complicated and troublesome, making me want to get closer to you and take a step back.

Lucien : It makes me want you to care, but also, I don't want you to care.

Lucien : Did this happen to you too?

I looked at him fixedly, and the words were so barren that I couldn't even find any words to express my mood at this moment.

I want to tell you everything that was born because of you.

But all I could do was mutter, smiling and narrowing my eyes.

MC : Lucien, I am the same.

I also don't know how to place and pass it on. That too intense deep feeling.

MC : I don't want you to think that I am willful and selfish, but I will only use some methods that you may not like so much.

MC : I want you to know all my feelings, but I don't want you to know that I'm not so good.

MC : It's really troublesome, right?

In response, an extraordinarily delicate and tender kiss fell on the corner of my lips, and the tide spread into the soil of the wilderness where it sprouted and bloomed.

Lucien : [kiss] Yeah, it's really troublesome.

Between the waves, his words came closer and more fully to my mind.

Lucien : It seems to remind me all the time, restrain me, and tell me that I am no longer walking in this world alone.

Lucien : I will affect a person and her emotions.

Lucien : At the same time, I was also influenced by her.

Lucien : As a result, it suppressed my other habits or instincts.

MC : That sucks.

The sound of our heart was deafening, covering up the sound of the waves together.

MC : I seem to be a little more serious than you.

MC : At times, it seems that all that is left in the world is your name and existence.

Lucien : Is that time now?

MC : It is right now.

I looked into the eyes that reflected the tide and just wanted to drown in it.

I closed my eyes and moved to his lips.

The staggered fingertips follow the undulating waves, clasping tightly and rubbing.

As if slowly falling into the sea, all the waves are beyond the world.

A long transparent net gently wrapped all the anxieties and doubts, silent and noisy.

Like a soul that has always been restless and hesitant, finally connected to the other half that was unintentionally left behind.

I opened my eyes slightly, wanting to see the person in front of me forever and ever.

But perhaps, he has already fused into every corner of my body along with my breath and blood.

MC : Lucien, thank you for coming to see me.

Lucien : I'm just following my own thoughts.

The delicate kisses slid between my lips and teeth as if they were tracing.

Lucien : [kiss] don't know when it started, rather than being happy because my desires are fulfilled...

Lucien : I find that my happiness comes from your smiles.

Lucien : You are more important to me than myself.

I need you to be happy more than I need to protect and love myself.

MC : Is this the beautiful flower in your heart, the new growth?

Lucien : Yes

Lucien : Do you know the name of this feeling that caused by you?

MC : I know.

Among the waves and floating light, he saw that the girl's face was covered in red.

The color stained his eyes. He felt, for some reason, that he had tasted happiness at this moment.

MC : It's called “love”.

MC : It is a little more than joy and heartbeat.

He quietly felt the surging emotions in his heart, as if the tide around his ankles also poured into his heart at the same time.

The flower that bloomed because of her will continue to grow, growing more fruits that he has not yet harvested.

Lucien : MC, close your eyes.

#mlqc cn #mlqc lucien #mlqc date #mr love queen's choice #mlqc spoilers #mlqc xu mo #mlqc translations

[banenaz]

Guess who's the clown who swore not to miss his bday this year but barely managed to draw a sketch 🤡🤡🤡

Anw look at my bbg I wanna cuddle and kiss and call cute al the time

Tired boi needs a lot of rest and hugs 🥹🤲🏻🤲🏻❤️

Happy bday sleepy boi ~

#I don't even have time to read his dates #not even his bday date #bro uni is hellish sos #I wanted to finish this so bad but well it is what it is #i'll come back to it later #maybe after this semester #I miss my baby so much #he's so cute deserves all love 🥺🥺🥺🤲🏻❤️ #wanna hide him in my pocket #happy birthday victor #mlqc victor #mr. love queen's choice #mr love mobile #mr love queen's choice #mlqc #li zeyan #mlqc fanart #mr love victor #banenaz #13/1/2024

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Li Zeyan’s Upcoming Top-up SR!

“The anchor point of my every return from a distant journey is this moment right now.”

“If you’re afraid, just light up a lamp.”

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#YET ANOTHER BOYFRIEND SHIRT ACK I MEAN HUSBAND SHIRT EDITION!!!! #we are celebrating pudding’s birthday btw!! also the way the card name is “reluctant to part” 🥹🥹 #the date also has doomsday date call back!! EVERYTHING IS JUST SO SOF- I AM ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽ #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc #mr love victor #mr love queen's choice #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers

[starmocha]

BESTIES COME SUFFER WITH ME 😭😭🥵🥵😩😩😩🤰

#mr love queen's choice #mlqc #mlqc gavin #why didn't anyone warn me of this #i was reading this date at MAXIMUM VOLUME on my tablet early in the morning #tumblr don't flag this #he's just doing crunches promise

[cheesy09]

[CN] Kiro's Words in Blood Date Preview

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

I can be anyone.

I will weave lie after lie to keep you living in a beautiful illusion forever.

Translator: @cheesy09

🌟 Date: Words in Blood

A strange letter leads you into a copycat crime with unknown purpose. Just as the truth is about to come to light, the game's mission suddenly points in the opposite direction.... Was there a way to have both ends?

#mlqc #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc kiro #KIRO'S CARD THIS TIME IS SOOO 🔥🔥🔥 #That pre-evolved form?? kiro can step on me and I'd thank him #can't wait to see what the date is like #im a huuge fan of Sherlock holmes and i wonder if this date is based on the Copycat Murders #we'll have to wait and see

[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw's Warm and Clear Evening Date

⚡This post contains detailed spoiler's for a Date which hasn't released in EN yet!⚡

[This date was translated with the help of Google translate!]

✧[Section 1]✧

Rumble —

Under the pitch-black sky, heavy rain poured down. I tightly held onto the umbrella, which I could barely grip, and hurriedly walked into Shaw's antique shop.

MC: Phew, it’s raining so hard... You just said on the phone that you caught someone trespassing in the yard?

I shook off the rain stains from my clothes, looked up, and met Shaw's speechless gaze.

Shaw: I didn't say it was a human.

I paused for a moment, following his gaze to the corner, and discovered a yellow puppy lying on the ground, wagging its tail at me.

MC: Puppy?

The round head wobbled in response to my greeting. Seeing its adorable and innocent expression, it dawned on me that he was a bit of an idiot.

MC: Are you telling me that this is the same puppy that has been intruding into the yard of your antique store for the past few days, digging up the soil?

Shaw: Then who else could it be?

Shaw: If I hadn't caught it in the act today, I'd be wondering if the old man next door was trying to trick me.

Listening to his annoyed explanation, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

MC: I thought it was some misguided thief trying to dig a tunnel to break into your antique shop.

MC: Little pup, were you trying to dig a cozy little kennel? Unfortunately, the owner of this yard is not someone to mess with. You'd better find another spot.

Shaw: ...Why are you talking behind my back right in front of me?

There were rustling footsteps behind me, and as expected, I was hit on the back of my head the next second.

Shaw: This formidable owner is about to faint from hunger right now.

Shaw: Hey, weren't you clamoring for that pork belly chicken from the restaurant at the corner of the street? They're about to close at this hour.

MC: I didn’t want to be this late either, but the heavy rain was causing traffic congestion on the road.

I muttered, glancing over at the cute yellow puppy who was listening intently to us.

MC: What about the puppy? Should we help him find his owner?

Shaw: I've inquired about it; it often roams around the neighborhood. It must be a stray dog.

MC: I see... Then should we take him in for the night? After all, it's pouring outside.

Seeing me gently caressing the little puppy's head with affection, Shaw smiled warmly and reached out to pull me up.

Shaw: Well, we'll figure out what to do with it when we get back from dinner.

He said this while putting his arm around my shoulder, and with his other hand, he held the umbrella and led me towards the door. But before I could step over the threshold, he pulled me back in a sudden 'emergency brake'.

Shaw: …..

I followed his gaze and looked down at the ground outside the yard, and was dumbfounded.

The streetlamp in the rain curtain barely illuminated the road ahead, and I could vaguely see the water pooling up to the doorstep. Large raindrops pelted down relentlessly, showing no signs of weakening.

MC: ....The water wasn't this deep when I entered just now!

Shaw: The antique shop's doorstep was originally built high, but the rainwater has reached here; the accumulated water is probably up to my calves.

The pouring rain splashed around me, finding its way into every opening. I instinctively cringed, and noticing my reaction, Shaw pulled me even closer.

Shaw: If we go out in this rain, we probably won't be able to come back later.

MC: What to do then…

Before he finished speaking, a thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and then everything went dark.

Power cut.

✧[Section 2]✧

After a moment of silent understanding between Shaw and me, he let out a sigh.

Shaw: Let's go back, the pork belly and chicken soup can wait.

I nodded my head in resignation and followed him back to the antique store. Shaw tried to turn on the lights a few times, but there was no response.

He simply threw the umbrella to the ground and sat down on the sofa.

Shaw: Well, I guess the whole street's dead.

Shaw: Oh... Now it's just the two of us and a dog, completely trapped in this pitch-black store.

Even though he said that, there was no trace of despair in his tone. He lifted his head and gave me a quick glance.

Shaw: What are you standing there for? Keeping watch?

It was only then that I slowed down a bit to get a clear picture of the situation, and dawdled in the dark to Shaw's side.

MC: The rainy season is truly annoying; it has been raining continuously for three days now.

MC: Shaw, if it doesn't stop raining tomorrow, we won't be stuck here forever, will we?

I tugged on Shaw's sleeve, and he instinctively took my restless hand in his, squeezing it gently, providing a kind of reassurance, intermittently, as if comforting me.

Shaw: What, you don't want to stay with me?

MC: That's not it. It's just that when I'm with you, I always feel like we should be doing something romantic and exciting.

MC: Instead of being stuck in the pitch-black pouring rain like this, it feels like we should be doing something adventurous, like surviving on a deserted island.

I said what was on my mind, only to hear a soft laugh in my ear, and Shaw pressed his body closer to me.

Shaw: Something romantic and exciting? Give me an example.

At first, his serious tone carried a hint of teasing, and I couldn't help but retort playfully.

MC: For example, Like going for a midnight stroll or staying up all night watching horror movies, ah...

Boom—

As if in a strange kind of response, there came a deafening thunderclap from outside just then, and the window was being hammered by the large raindrops, making a squeaky sound.

The atmosphere suddenly intensified. I couldn't help but feel my heart race, and a shiver ran down my spine. Yet, at my feet, I suddenly felt a warmth.

I lowered my head and vaguely saw the yellow puppy cowering beside my feet, seemingly trembling with fear.

I touched the puppy's body and found that its fur was a little wet, probably from the rain.

MC: Shaw, do you have any towels or something to put on the floor for him?

Shaw: Troublesome.

Shaw muttered, but stood up quickly and took out a thick towel from the cabinet and spread it on the floor.

The puppy sniffed the towel and the next moment lay down on it obediently.

Shaw: Making a bed for the dog, it feels a bit like survival on a deserted island, doesn't it?

I snorted with amusement at his self-talk.

MC: How did you get carried away by what I just said?

Shaw: What's the difference between this dreadful weather, this pitch-black environment where you can't see your own hand, and being on a deserted island?

MC: The difference is vast. On a deserted island, you don't have amenities like towels, sofas, or a roof over your head. Just having a bottle of water to drink would be considered lucky.

MC: Otherwise, people wouldn't frequently discuss — 'If you could only bring one thing to a deserted island, what would you choose?'

Shaw: I'm not surrounded by such boring people.

I ignored his sarcasm and let my eyes roam around him, and couldn't resist touching his shoulder.

MC: Well, since we have nothing else to do, why don't we indulge in some imagination too?

MC: If you were to go to a deserted island, what would you take with you? No objects or people, by the way.

I deliberately emphasized the word 'person,' staring at him intently in the darkness, hoping he could come up with this blatantly obvious answer.

Shaw paused for a moment, then seemed to burst into laughter. He thoughtfully rested his chin on his hand.

Shaw: This question is indeed a bit difficult. Shaw: Let me think, let me think. Shaw: Hmm..... A lighter? Can't do without fire after all. MC: ...Primitive humans didn't have lighters; they still made fire by drilling wood. Shaw: That makes sense. What about a flashlight? There must be no light on a deserted island. MC: You're on a deserted island; what do you need a flashlight for? You can't just wander around at night, can you? Shaw: Right.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, as if he had figured something out. I quickly leaned in to listen.

Shaw: I got it! Shaw: I'll take my bass, During boring times, I can play a tune to entertain myself. MC: ….Shaw!!

Realizing he was teasing me, I couldn't help but shout his name at the top of my lungs.

But before I could criticize his behavior, a pitiful 'howl' came from beside my feet.

We both paused, turned on our phone flashlights, and aimed them at the puppy. It was curled up, looking at us with a terrified expression, its ears perked up high.

Shaw: Hahahahaha. Shaw: Damn it, your loud voice scared the puppy.

✧[Section 3]✧

MC: Poor little puppy, I'm sorry... It's okay, don't be afraid.

The yellow puppy lowered his head silently and even leaned towards Shaw.

Shaw: See, I told you, you're too harsh on me normally, always shouting my name. Even he couldn't stand it.

MC: You, you don't accuse me wrongly. I'm not like that all the time, am I? MC: Besides, the dog doesn't understand what we're saying; it was just scared by my tone earlier. Shaw: Pff, trying to twist the truth. MC: It's not twisting the truth! Dog trainers say that even though dogs don't understand human language, they can still sense situations based on tone of voice. Shaw: Isn't that just reading people's expressions? Do dogs have this ability? MC: You don’t believe me? MC: Some people have tried saying kind words to dogs in a harsh tone and saying mean things in a gentle tone. The reactions of the dogs were quite interesting.

After saying this, I cleared my throat and illuminated the little yellow puppy's face with the flashlight. I then gave it a big smile and lowered my voice to a whisper.

MC: Stupid dog ~

The little yellow puppy looked at me with apparent confusion, but the next moment, it enthusiastically wagged its tail at me again, proving me right. I proudly raised my eyebrows at Shaw.

MC: See, what did I say? Shaw: Interesting.

Shaw seemed intrigued and followed my lead, bending down to look at the little yellow puppy.

Shaw: Hey, good dog! Good boy! Cute dog!

He forcefully uttered a few words. His naturally cold voice, coupled with an artificially deep and menacing tone, made me shudder slightly.

Surprisingly, the little puppy still obediently wagged its tail while lying on the ground. It even approached Shaw, licking his hand.

MC: ??? Shaw: This dog expert, can you explain the current situation?

Shaw couldn't help but laugh, confidently crossing his arms, which made me pout in disbelief.

MC: ...It might just be a silly little puppy. MC: I was shivering from your tone earlier, and yet it's still happily wagging its tail at you!

In the next moment, Shaw beside me suddenly drew closer, his warm breath brushing against my ear.

Shaw: Are you sure you were scared by me? Shaw: I heard that trembling in the dark is a sign of the presence of ghosts—

The cunning and sinister tone brushed against my earlobe, sending a shiver down my spine, arousing a tingling sensation, and causing my heart to skip a beat in panic.

MC: Shaw!!

I instinctively lunged at him, covering his mouth with my hand. I felt the slight quiver of his skin beneath my palm, as if he was suppressing laughter.

MC: Don't scare me with your nonsense! MC: I-I'm just dressed lightly, and I got wet in the rain, that's why I'm a bit cold...

As soon as the words left my mouth, my wrist was suddenly grasped by a warm hand. Familiar warmth enveloped my entire body in an instant.

Shaw: Why didn't you come closer earlier if you knew it was cold? Saying you're silly wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.

Shaw's arms gently wrapped around my waist, holding me in his arms.

I blinked, realizing that he'd scared me on purpose to get me closer to him.

A person who speaks one thing but means another...

Bubbles of emotions kept surfacing in my heart. I couldn't help but let a smile tug at my lips as I snuggled in his embrace.

MC: Okay, I admit it's not that cold now. Shaw: You're welcome. MC: ...Who said I was thanking you? Shaw: What's wrong? It's only natural for me to keep you warm? MC: If not?

Hearing the teasing tone in his words, I retorted back deliberately. Shaw chuckled softly in response.

Shaw: Okay, everything you said is right.

We were laughing and hugging each other tightly, and the mood was just right when an inappropriate gurgle came from the pit of my stomach.

Shaw: Hungry? MC: A little… Shaw: If you'd be so kind as to loosen your grip around my waist, I'll go and get something to eat. MC: It was obviously you who held me tightly…

Blushing, I grumbled reluctantly and slowly released my grip.

Shaw went to a cabinet and rummaged through it for a long time, and finally came over with a bag.

Shaw: Unfortunately, all the snacks were almost eaten, and I only found a piece of rice cake.

I took the bag, opened it, broke the rice cake into two, and handed it to Shaw.

The little yellow puppy at our feet perked up at the sound and stood up, its pitiful eyes fixed on Shaw.

Shaw made a dissatisfied 'tsk' sound, but he honestly broke off a small piece of the rice cake and fed it to the little yellow puppy.

Shaw: You little rascal, I haven't even confronted you about digging up soil in my yard, and now you're here freeloadin', eating and drinking? MC: Some people, despite what they say, are still generous enough to give the puppy a bite.

I teased Shaw and stuffed a bite of rice cake into his mouth.

MC: Don't blame him for getting the better of you, he just knows you won't say no, after all, dogs can tell who the ‘good guys’ are.

✧[Section 4]✧

Shaw, not appreciating my remark, raised his eyebrows and cast a glance at the little yellow puppy.

Shaw: What's so great about being a "good guy"? Don't label me like that.

His unexpected reaction amused me, and I struggled to suppress the curve forming at the corner of my lips.

MC: Mmm~ You only fed it because the rice cake was too unappetizing for you to swallow. MC: You didn't chase it away tonight. Is it because the shop is too dull, and you need some entertainment? Shaw: No, it's because a nosy person decided for me to keep it, so wouldn't it be rude of me to say no?  MC: So what? What's the point of being a "bad guy"?

Shaw: …..

Shaw, usually so eloquent, found himself at a loss for words as I choked him. With a satisfied exhale, I casually rested against his shoulder, narrowing my eyes.

Outside the window, the wind and rain raged in bursts, but inside the antique shop, not a trace of disturbance could be felt. It seemed like a tiny haven, impervious to the tumult outside.

Early the next morning, the birds outside the courtyard sang crisply, and the clear sunlight was scattered in a charming pattern, bathing my entire body in a warm glow.

I stretched lazily on the sofa, opened my eyes, and looked around, only to find that Shaw and the little yellow puppy were not in the shop. On the table, there was soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks, emitting wisps of hot steam.

I put on my shoes and walked out of the store to see a familiar figure sitting on the front steps of the antique store.

He's got a brand new and filled doggy bowl in front of him, and the little yellow puppy was burying his head in it and feasting on it.

Dappled light played on the upright figure of the young man, outlining soft and captivating contours with a gentle sway.

The fresh air after the rain draped a faint tranquility around him. I couldn't help but linger at the shop's entrance, captivated and momentarily unable to avert my gaze.

Shaw: Why are you eating so fast? Shaw: Don't worry, the sister at the store may be a glutton, but she won't steal from you. MC: ...Why are you talking behind my back right in front of me?

I deliberately imitated his tone and interrupted the communication between Shaw and the little yellow puppy.

Shaw: I didn't say anything by name. Why are you so eager to be on the same page? MC: ……

I was silenced by his forceful words, approaching them and taking a careful look around.

MC: I hadn't even mentioned certain people, who were calling it a silly dog at every turn but still ended up buying it dog food. Shaw: At least we're comrades who've spent a night together, let's just consider it making a new friend.

As he spoke, he touched the little yellow puppy's head.

Shaw: Ah Huang, from now on, I permit you to station yourself here. MC: Ah Huang? That's a corny name. Shaw: So you'll come up with a fancy one?

Before I could come up with anything, Ah Huang, who was eating, had already licked the dog bowl clean.

He stretched in a downward dog motion, wagged his tail at us perfunctorily, and then headed out of the yard without looking back.

Shaw: Ah Huang? Come here.

Ah Huang paid no attention to Shaw, leaving only a swaying and twisting figure behind.

Shaw and I were stunned on the spot at the same time. After a moment, I came to my senses and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

MC: Hahaha, Ah Huang is quite cool. You were thinking of making "friends" with it, weren't you?

Shaw had a face full of black lines, and when he opened his mouth to say something, the sound of the alarm clock suddenly came from my pocket, and I suddenly exclaimed.

MC: I have to go to work now. Don't forget to tell me about Ah Huang's sequel, okay? Shaw: What's the follow-up? Such an "ungrateful" guy ....Well, I'll just let it continue wandering. MC: Mm-hmm, and with a whole bag of dog food added, Ah Huang will be the richest among all the stray dogs.

After speaking, I hurriedly rushed into the shop, grabbed my bag, took the packaged soy milk and a fried dough stick, and ran out of the door.

Just as I ran out of the shop, I encountered Shaw with a rather unfriendly expression.

The mischievous smile at the corner of his lips was too evident. I hesitated for a moment, realizing that this person most likely intended for me to foot the bill for the earlier "wild talk."

I couldn't help but smile and tiptoed, planting a gentle kiss on his face.

MC: Thanks for the breakfast. For this belated treat, I'll treat you to pork belly and chicken soup tonight!

Before he could react, I quickly walked towards the courtyard exit. When I reached the door, I turned around and waved to him.

The gentle warmth of the morning sun swept away the terror of the torrential rain. Everything after the rain appeared tranquil and beautiful, as if reborn.

The sunlight fell on the young man's eyebrows and hair, and there seemed to be light pulsing in his golden eyes.

He leaned against the door casually and looked back at me quietly.

The events of last night flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but smile. Vaguely, I remembered a question that had been overlooked.

MC: Shaw, yesterday when you answered the deserted island survival question, you deliberately didn't mention my name... MC: Could it be because you are reluctant to take me to such a dangerous place?

Shaw clearly didn't expect me to bring this up suddenly. He habitually raised his attractive eyebrows and his slightly pursed lips seemed to be contemplating how to 'retaliate'.

But soon, he just smiled, his rare soft eyes shining quietly under the warm sun.

Shaw: Don’t you always say that no matter where I go, no matter how dangerous or exciting it is, you will follow me? Shaw: Well, what's there to answer in the first place?

That expression on his face, arrogant as always, seemed to indicate that this answer was the only one, the one he firmly believed in.

Shaw: Besides, what danger could there be on a deserted island? Shaw: Being with me is the safest place in the world.

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#this date is so warm and cozy #not them acting like an old married couple 🤭 #JUST GET MARRIED ALREADY!! #anyways so sorry for not being so active I'll try to catch up with everything real soon! #thank you so much for your patience! #mlqc spoilers #mlqc cn #mlqc shaw #mlqc ling xiao #mlqc translations #mr love queen's choice #mlqc #love and producer

[tetrakys]

Only now I see the tiny spoiler of the fanfic and is so hilarious neither Erika nor Lance can catch a break😂😂😂

By the way, I am curious about one thing. Of all the otome games you have played, can you do a ranking of all your favorite crushes?

We players/readers are all a little masochists after all 🫠

A ranking of the crushes of ALL the games I've ever played?? That’s a lot! I can mention maybe only the ones I remember because I've played a tons of japanese otome in the years and I will never remember everyone 😅. And we're talking about the crushes specifically, right? Meaning their looks and personality not the route/story. It's a bit too complicated to assign a number to rank each of them so I'm dividing them between: love, really like, okay, meh, dislike (in no particular order, just by game).

Love ❤️😍

Ashkore - Eldarya (I KNOW I know he doesn't have a route ok but he should’ve had one and I'm deluded when it comes to him so he stays here as he should 😤 )

Valkyon - Eldarya

Castiel - MCL

Armin - MCL

Lysander - MCL

Victor - MLQC

Neil - Moonlight Lovers

Ethan - Moonlight Lovers

Aaron - Moonlight Lovers

Really like 🥰

Nevra - Eldarya

Kentin - MCL

Nathaniel - MCL (mostly thanks to UL, because in HSL he often pissed me off)

Gavin - MLQC

Arthur - Ikevamp

Jean- Ikevamp

Okay 🙂

Ezarel - Eldarya

Leiftan - Eldarya (I have complicated feelings for this guy)

Rayan - My Candy Love

Beliath - Moonlight Lovers

Vladimir - Moonlight Lovers

Kiro - MLQC

Lucien - MLQC (I have the same complicated feelings for him as I have for Leif)

Napoleon - Ikevamp

Mozart - Ikevamp

Meh 😐

Mathieu - Eldarya

Hyun - MCL

Eric - MCL

Priya - MCL

Dislike 💀

Ivan - Moonlight Lovers

Raphael - Moonlight Lovers

*I'm only considering the real version of the crushes from most of TO when it comes to Eldarya (except for Mathieu obviously).

**I am pretty sure that Theo and Faust from Ikevamp would go into the 'really like' category at the very least if I played their routes, which hopefully I will eventually.

#I played a shit ton of voltage games and shall we date games which I have ignored here #my candy love remains my first otome game #eldarya remains my gratest disappointment with mlqc too if I'm being honest #and moonlight lovers remains the game where I threw most of my sanity and money lmao but I had so much fun