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[MLQC EN[ The Forbidden Sea

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[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

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Victor’s Carbon Pen and Glass Bead Event (Day 7)

⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for content yet to be released on the global server! ⌚

✦ thursday || friday || saturday || sunday || monday || tuesday || wednesday

【High School Affiliated to Loveland University Second Year (Section 1) Semester Schedule - Wednesday】

✄┈┈┈┈┈┈

[ENGLISH]:

In preparation for the upcoming sports meet, this week onwards, each class’s sign holder will rehearse during the morning self-study session.

Contrasting with other students who are somewhat anxious to return to class, Victor is incredibly calm and composed.

If he waits a bit longer, he might just manage to perfectly avoid Brother Ying’s peculiar activities.

—

[MATH]:

“Comrades, I’ve got a brilliant idea.”

After accurately aiming the chalk at the student dozing off, Old Gao laughs and brushes off the chalk dust from his hands.

“The next person I catch napping during the class will need to recite the decimal expansion of pi up to the 150th digit after the decimal point.”

Although Victor is confident he will not doze off in class, he still opens his eyes wider and focuses to be more alert.

—

[CHEMISTRY]:

Chemistry is the cornerstone of human advancement, and it’s also the subject that can elevate scores the most in the college entrance exam.

The teacher’s words are delivered with gentleness and sincerity.

Victor nods with repeated “Hm.”

The teacher in the previous class said the same thing (about their own subject).

—

[CHEMISTRY]:

Amidst the intermittent growls of hungry stomachs, the chemistry class comes to an end.

Teachers always tend to have their favorite students– because they’re mature, sensible, and have exceptional academic performance. Of course, the uncle in the school cafeteria is no exception to this pattern.

However, this (cafeteria uncle’s) favoritism might purely be due to Victor’s handsome appearance.

—

[CHINESE]:

The significance of having good handwriting cannot be overstated.

“Sir Vic, we wrote more or less the same thing. Why did you score 56 while I only got 42?”

“The basis for assessing the standard might be whether or not it’s readable.”

—

[BIOLOGY]:

Even simple single-celled organisms can survive in this world, proving that people should indeed show more patience towards many fools. However, one shouldn’t waste too much time either.

Listening to the teacher’s explanation, Victor inexplicably sighs in his heart.

—

[PHYSICS]:

“I wasn’t asking to borrow your eraser, I’m telling you to pick up the note next to you!”

“Vice Class Monitor, can you help me pass this down again? Be careful not to be spotted by the ‘stern-faced old demon’...”

Hushed voices almost simultaneously sound from both sides. Victor feels as if he is submerged in what seems like a low-frequency hum.

Until…

“What have I just stumbled upon?”

—

[PHYSICS]:

In truth, starting from the second year of high school, many classes have some unspoken rules. For instance, whichever teacher has the first class of the day won’t be assigned to supervise the morning self-study session. Likewise, the same principle applies to the last class and the evening self-study session.

However, the physics class is an exception to this norm.

Victor feels an immense sense of pressure pressing down on him and resolves to contemplate how to conquer it.

—

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✧ next stop: Exclusive Story (to be updated)

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#akshdhd NO ONE IS IMMUNE TO “LI ZEYAN” NO ONE ahahah 🤣 it's okay cafeteria uncle we are all victims we are all in this together 🫠🤭 #he’s really had enough with the English teacher lmaaaoo. and yeah even the best of bests have their days ahdgdh #huhuh they brought up his gorgeous handwriting again 🥺🥺 *weeping as i recall what Elex did with his EN signature lmao* #THESE BULLY MATHS AND PHYSICS TEACHERS AKSJSJSDGFG #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc #mr love victor #mr love queen's choice #李泽言 #恋与制作人 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translations

[endless-season]

Westmoon Chapter 10 Part 9 to 13 - Lucien

This follows after Victor’s part of Chapter 10 which is translated here.

I don’t think anyones translated the previous Lucien related chapter from WM3 but this is ok to read without.

I’m using the term Strangelings to refer to the Rarewood residents because that was the original term Elex used in karmas and the glossary even though they can’t seem to make up their mind between Strangeling, Strangling (lmao), Monster and Stranger (w h y) in the main story. 

Also I ended up using the term ‘dreamland’ because I couldn’t think of a better word and I’m not sure if/how Elex translated this term previously. 

Sorry in advance for completely butchering the poetry :’) please take them all with a grain of salt.

10-9

MC heads towards Rarewood but there seems to be a lot of demonic aura around it. It used to be a lush forest, but now it’s wrapped in a dark demonic fog.

She smells smoke, blood, and sees ruins and the dead bodies of Strangelings, faces twisted in pain.

Last she saw Lucien, he was going to investigate the source of the strange demonic aura approaching Rarewood. Did he fail?

As she laments, the pain in her heart seems to affect her Occulstone and she feels a stabbing coldness. She falls to the ground in pain.

When she opens her eyes again the nightmarish scene is gone, the bodies have disappeared, and a group of Strangelings are happily chatting amongst themselves in the lush forest…

MC: Rarewood is back to normal?

I blinked in disbelief, the purple flower in front of me bloomed splendidly as if everything just now was an illusion.

However, the coldness didn’t disappear along with the scene change, instead it seemed to pierce even deeper.

MC: What happened to Rarewood… and where is Lucien?

I anxiously parted the bushes and saw the vast water view just like I remembered - the misty lakeside along with its gentle breeze.

A familiar white figure emerged from the mist with his slender physique and wind-like robe.

It was Lucien.

I sighed in relief and hastened to his side.

MC: Lucien! So you were here!

Out of breath, I watched Lucien as he gently brushed away the leaves from my clothes and smiled.

Lucien: How come you’re in such a hurry? Is something wrong?

I relayed everything I just saw to him, after which he frowned slightly and nodded.

Lucien: Rarewood is indeed surrounded by demonic aura. I’ve also seen what you’ve seen, but those were just illusions caused by the demonic aura.

Only then did I nod my head reassured, although I still had some doubts.

MC: But besides that, the Occulstone within my body is also abnormally cold, why is that?

Lucien casually waved his hand and a warm yellow light flowed from his fingertips into and throughout my body.

Lucien: Your Occulstone is even more shattered than before, the demonic aura here will affect you.

MC: So that’s why… but how can I just sit back and watch while Rarewood is in danger.

MC: I’ll stay and disperse the demonic aura with you, if something goes wrong then my powers can help you.

To prove my point, I added another line –

MC: Don’t worry, I know my limits, I won’t mess around. It’s just a bit of coldness, I’ll just wear more clothes.

Lucien took my hands to his lips, exhaled a few warm breathes and gently rubbed my palms.

Lucien: In that case, I’ll have to bother you with this. I’ll quickly find a way to disperse the demonic aura so you won’t have to suffer long.

I couldn’t help but smile now that I’ve achieved my goal.

MC: Before that, looks like I’ll have to bother you by staying over for a few days.

Lucien smiled and nodded at me. The wind swept through his hair, casting a shadow and making it hard to see the light in his eyes.

10-10

A warm breeze passes through in the hazy morning light, bringing with it a wisp of rich fragrance.

Last night Lucien brought me back home and came up with a simple plan for the next few days.

We decided that he would be responsible for investigating how to get rid of the demonic aura, while I’d help him with eliminating any that made its way into Rarewood.

This morning I saw Lucien in the kitchen about to prepare breakfast so I offered to show him my skills.

Some bustling later, I placed a basket of prawn dumplings and two bowls of YangChun noodles on the table and clapped my hands together with pride.

MC: Have a taste?

Lucien picked up prawn dumpling, tried it and judged it with a smile.

The texture is perfect and the flavour is fresh and crisp. Indeed the skill of a professional.

After sitting down and eating for some time, a young voice came from outside.

Ian: Smells so nice!

A small furry head popped in through the door and Ian’s eyes flicked between Lucien and I.

Ian: Mister, Missus, you made breakfast? I could smell it from a long way away.

Ian: I don’t like the dough knots my mother made me this morning so I’m still a bit hungry. Can I have a try?

MC: M-Missus…?

Lucien meanwhile was full of good humour and put a bowl of noodles in front of Ian.

Lucien: If you want to try Missus’ handiwork, then I’ll have to test you on your homework first. Let’s see… how about you recite one of the poems you learnt yesterday.

Ian: That’s easy! The world is all but a dream, how many autumns count one’s life? Leaves in the wind echo through empty corridors at night. Traces are left on the brow.

Lucien: Of all the poems, this one…

T/N: The poem Ian recited was about loneliness and the transience of life.

Darkness seemed to flash across his eyes, before he nonchalantly pushed the bowl forward with his fan.

Lucien: Well done, eat it while its hot.

The boy contently came over and sat down gorging himself while praising nonstop. I looked around a bit puzzled.

MC: Ian, how come Max didn’t come with you? Are you usually inseparable?

Ian: Max? Who’s that? Is Missus get the wrong person?

MC: Huh?

I looked at Lucien, but his expression showed no signs out of the ordinary, so I decided to drop it for now and find a different time to ask about it.

Ian quickly finished his bowl of noodles and licked his lips, haphazardly picked up his school bag and rapidly spoke.

Ian: Mister, Missus, I need to go to school now. Recently a lot of people in the village are sick so my mother told me not to run around.

MC: Okay, off you go then. Stay safe.

After Ian left, I tidied up the table with Lucien while absentmindedly asking.

MC: Lucien, why does Ian not remember Max?

Lucien neatly stacked the cleaned bowls and chopsticks and shook his head.

Lucien: The strange occurrences in Rarewood are all related to the demonic aura, there are still questions even I’m still looking for an answer to.

Lucien: But I think all these mysteries will be resolved once the demonic aura is dispersed.

I nodded and was about to ask another question when I accidentally burped.

Immediately my face flushed, I turned around, and gently pat my stomach while awkwardly laughing it off.

MC: … Breakfast was too good so I overate a bit. How about we go for a walk, it’ll also help us digestion.

Lucien smiled and naturally took my hand.

Lucien: Okay, where do you want to go?

MC: I want to go to the lake pavilion! Ever since the last time I visited Rarewood, I’ve been wanting to go sit there again.

We left his abode, walked through the bamboo forest and arrived at the pavilion.

The lake was dotted with countless elegant lotus flowers, gently rippling in the breeze and reflecting the green mountains in the distance.

Lucien led me by hand into the pavilion and I discovered that besides the tea cups, there was also paper and brushes on the table.

On the paper was an ink stick. The scent of ink and lotus intertwined in the wind, creating a refreshing fragrance. I leaned over and lightly read it aloud.

MC: The sun sets to the west, taking ashes with it.

Lucien: What do you think of this verse?

MC: The brushwork is elegant and graceful so of course it’s excellent. However… the line itself gives off a feeling of helplessness and inevitability.

MC: Lucien, why did you write such a verse?

Lucien: I just happened to think of it while practising writing and decided to write it down.

Warm sunlight shone down, dyeing the tips of Lucien’s hair with a golden glow. Looking at his light smile, I couldn’t help but feel anxious.

MC: This verse is still incomplete. If it’s alright with you, how about I help finish second half?

I picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink a few times and after thinking for a while, started to write.

Lucien looked at the latter half of the verse and was stunned for a moment. Then he moved aside the weight, picked up the paper and carefully looked at it before reading it aloud.

Lucien: ... The stars appear in the sky, the world comes back to life.

MC: What... do you think?

Lucien put the ink stick back onto the paper nodded his head.

Lucien: When the sun sets, humanity is full of regret, but once the stars appear, the world can bring back all things.

Lucien: The half you added breaks the grief expressed in the former half, and brings in a wider perspective. I like it very much.

With a warm gaze, Lucien casually picked up the brush and drew a few strokes on the empty half of the paper and transformed it into a lush forest with fireflies scattered about.

Seeing my amazed expression, he dangled the brush in front of me.

Lucien: Would you like to try as well?

MC: You know my art skills, definitely not presentable.

Lucien: No worries, I’ll teach you.

T/N: MC agonised over decorating a fan for Lucien in the date.

He prepared the ink and gestured for me to have a seat.

I held the brush in my hand as Lucien circled me from behind, his well-defined hand wrapped around my right hand.

Feeling his warm breath behind me, my hand shivered for a moment, accidentally creating a splotch of ink on the paper.

MC: … Sorry

Lucien: Relax, let my hand guide you.

He once again held my hand and helped me put brush to paper.

Lucien’s brush movements were calm and steady, I quickly got used to his rhythm and started to draw.

He blended colours on the inkstick and took my hand to draw the heavens and stars as if drawing the scene of the verse.

Lucien: Not bad, you’re a quick learner.

MC: Clearly it’s your drawing skills that are great~

Before I realised, twilight had arrived. I absentmindedly looked towards the lake. The wind caressed the lotus flowers showing glimpses of Lucien and I’s reflection in between.

But in the next moment, the reflection in the lake showed a destructive scene of ruins and fragments.

I rubbed my eyes and looked again, the reflection once again transformed into a tragic and violent scene of deceased Strangelings.

MC: …!

Why did the illusion appear again? I stood up in disbelief, but Lucien waved his fan and disrupted the surface of the lake.

When it was calm again, everything was back to normal.

I turned back and met Lucien’s eyes, deep as ink. After a period of silence, Lucien lightly placed his hand on my shoulder.

Lucien: Alas, I invited my beloved to the lake pavilion, but my beloved really did come for the lake itself.

He gently joked around to try and sooth my unease.

MC: Lucien, the scene appeared again just now.

Lucien: I know, Rarewoods defences aren’t tight and demonic aura often slips through as a result.

Lucien: If this continues, the residents may be affected by the illusion, I will think of way to resolve this as soon as possible.

After this incident, neither Lucien nor I were in the mood to walk around the lake, instead we walked back to the abode in the moonlight.

Lucien took me back to the bedroom and pulled down the curtain.

The white gauze blurred his face, as if forming an invisible boundary between us.

Lucien: You still have patrol tomorrow, so go rest early. Good night.

Not waiting for my response, Lucien left the bedroom and closed the door.

The room fell into silence, I lay on top of the bed, recounting all my suspicions over the past two days.

As soon as I arrived in Rarewood, I saw an image of destruction, but then it mysteriously disappeared. This was the first.

Ian didn’t remember Max, and the illusion at the lake. This was another two.

MC: Lucien said this was due to the demonic aura, but I didn’t feel any demonic aura at the lake.

In the haze, I felt like some kind of conjecture about to break through, yet it did not break through.

Gradually I became tired and slowly sunk into a deep sleep.

That night, I had my first dream since coming here.

The calligraphy from the day flew out of its scroll, stardust fell transforming into specks of florescent light flying through the forest.

In the next moment, rain pattered down, and the fireflies were destroyed by the relentless raindrops.

In a flash, the world lamented as one, Rarewood fell into eternal rest, the sky was dyed the colour of blood.

MC: Ah!

I woke up from the dream with my back drenched in sweat. After wiping off the sweat, I pushed open the door and left the room.

Lucien’s study was wide open, there was no one in the room.

MC: Lucien…

Thinking of all the strange occurrences in the past few days, I realised they all pointed to Lucien.

The chilliness in my body was worse tonight, I went back to the bedroom to put on a cloak and then left to look for Lucien.

Along the way, the surroundings kept changing, in one moment, broken tiles and bricks, in the next, a silver cotton field.

Amongst the chaotic mirage, I quickly spotted a white figure.

Under the vast sky, a large force field was spread out from the lake, enveloping the entirety of Rarewood.

The source of the force field was a snow white light, Lucien floated on the surface of the lake, endless Occult overflowed from his body providing a steady stream feeding into the light.

I felt very familiar with this little white light, it seemed the coldness was coming from there.

Lucien’s robe shook, snow white fox ears and a foxtail quietly emerged. He himself was unaware, and just focused solely on supporting the force field.

I reached out my hand to gather occult, wanting to help him. But he gave a wave and interrupted my motion.

Once the force field was stable, he returned to the lakeside in one gentle leap but suddenly lost his balance and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

MC: Are you okay?!

Lucien, not okay: … I’m okay.

His complexion was terrifyingly pale, his forehead full of sweat, I supported him to go sit at the pavilion, grasping his hand tightly.

MC: Don’t move, I’ll suppress the demonic aura for you.

Hearing my cold tone, Lucien froze for a moment and looked up at me as if thinking of something.

MC: What. Why are you looking at me like that?

Lucien: I’m just wondering if there’s any excuse I can give that will make you less angry at me.

His words made me speechless. I gave an angry laugh.

MC: Do I need to wait until you can’t hide it anymore before you finally tell me the truth?

Lucien: Actually, the plan was that tomorrow I’d…

Before Lucien could finish, he violently coughed a few times and his face became even paler.

My heart softened. I wasn’t bothered to continue arguing about what he was hiding any longer and approached him.

MC: Maintaining the force field puts a lot of burden on your body, we can’t have anything go wrong at this critical moment.

As expected using pros and cons to talk to him was effective. Lucien silently nodded his head.

Lucien: Since the great Sorceress has spoken, this one dares not disobey.

I hurriedly used occult to heal him, it was only until his complexion became normal that gave a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat my forehead.

After sitting in silence for a bit, Lucien first broke the silence.

Lucien: Why did you come here?

MC: I had a nightmare and woke up uneasy, so I came to find you.

Lucien nodded, some coldness flashing through his eyes.

Lucien: I’m assuming you have some guesses about the current situation, right?

MC: Yeah, there’s been too many strange things these few days, on the way here I thought about them and came to a conclusion.

Lucien: Go on.

MC: Lucien, Rarewood’s already been destroyed by the demonic aura, and where we are now is just a dreamland isn’t it?

Lucien: That’s right. So, what do you think is the reason I set up this dreamland?

I closed my eyes and focuses my senses. I seemed to be able to feel the occult of the Strangelings of Rarewood being protected by the force field.

MC: The Strangeling aura is being protected by the force field, are you trying to stall for time to save more Strangelings?

And even if you fail to save them, at least they can meet the end of their lives in a beautiful dream.

Lucien: Your mind is always so calm and bright, it’s hard to hide things from you. But there’s one part that’s not entirely correct.

Lucien: This force field serves not only to protect the Strangelings, but more importantly traps their occult within Rarewood.

MC: Why?

Lucien: Strangelings aren’t like humans, when there are a lot of casualties, the dispelled occult can explode and destroy all the surroundings.

MC: “A lot of casualties”… are you saying that all those Strangelings…?

Lucien: Within Rarewood, only you and I can be considered as “alive”.

Although I had some guesses, the situation was much worse than I anticipated.

MC: Including Ian and them…?

When I thought about how the all Strangelings I’d met even just today were at the end of their lives, I inevitably felt distressed and shivered.

MC: So in Westmoon, there was never a utopia to begin with?

Lucien held my hands, shook his head and sneered.

Lucien: The world is unkind and treats all things the same. Humans, Strangelings, and Demons, can try as they might, but the eyes of god are indifferent.

Lucien: But of course, just going along with the flow is not the attitude a chess player should have.

Lucien’s expression as he spoke was as if in defiance of the heavens. Though I was swayed by his words, my heart was still heavy.

MC: This game of chess has witnessed too much bloodshed. I won’t let you treat me as a bystander and face these dangers alone.

MC: At the very least I can help you think of ideas, disperse demonic aura and finish this game of chess.

Lucien: Even if the Occulstone were as perfect as before, it would not be enough for this force field. Even I am just making a best effort.

Lucien: In addition, the damage to your Occulstone is irreversible, you can’t overuse your occult any more.

MC: I immediately felt indignant and angrily withdrew my hand.

MC: Looks like I can only freeload off the dreamland and watch the fire burn from across the river.

Lucien lightly laughed, actually agreeing with my joke.

Lucien: Not a bad proposal, just having you staying here is already an enormous benefit to me.

Lucien: However, I’ve never regarded you as a bystander or chess piece. As far as I’m concerned, you’ve always been my confidant, break through this game with me.

Lucien smiled and winked at me.

Lucien: This time I was in the wrong for hiding things from you. I hope the great Sorceress will find it in her heart to forgive me, and continue working with me in the future.

Although I was a bit gloomy before, thanks to his words I couldn’t help but smile.

MC: I’m not that petty~.

The breeze blew, rustling through leaves and branches. I looked into Lucien’s and lowly spoke.

MC: You accompanied me for a three year long dream. Now it’s my turn to accompany you.

10-12

Next day MC patrols around Rarewood, dispersing demonic fog.

She finishes around sunset and goes to the school to wait for Lucien’s class to finish.

Lucien: How come you’re here MC?

I turned around, at some point Lucien had appeared behind me, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

MC: I hear the village gathering is very lively today, want to go have a look?

Lucien took my hand and led me to the markets, passing by many beautiful flowers along the road, gently swaying in the wind.

I planned to pick some young buds along the way back to keep on the window sill. They would be beautiful once they bloomed.

As soon as we entered the crowded market place, a voice called out to us.

??: Mister Lucien, I didn’t expect to see you here. Is this your wife?

I looked up in surprise and saw a woman waving at us from the pastry stall.

Stall lady: My kid studies at your place, I’ve heard him say that Mister Lucien teaches very well.

Stall lady: Last time when I went to pick him up from school I saw you from a distance, but you probably don’t remember.

Lucien: I remember, you’re Ian’s mother right?

Stall lady: Yes, yes, yes that’s right!

Stall lady: Ian often mentions you, saying Mister Lucien is gentle and refined, smart and profound, Missus is warm and beautiful, an perfect match with Mister Lucien.

Stall lady: Seeing you both today, that boy is really right!

MC: You flatter us…

The woman took my hand enthusiastically and continued complimenting me. I looked towards Lucien embarrassedly, but he just looked at me with a smile.

Stall lady: You have great timing, I just finished cooking a batch of GuiFei cake with fresh walnuts inside. Quick, come try some!

Stall lady: Recently, a lot of people have been suffering from illness because of demons, so business has been hit. If you like it, I’ll give you more for free.

After saying that, she picked one up with her chopsticks and handed it to me. It was hard to refuse so I took a bite, but then froze on the spot.

Although the texture was soft and gluttonous, there was no flavour at all, it was hard to call it delicious.

Another customer happened to come over and picked up a GuiFei cake to try.

Passer-by: Sweet but not sickening, rich flavour of dates, absolutely delicious!

Stall lady: When is it ever not delicious!

I ate another two piece, but it still tasted like chewing wax. I stared blankly at them and couldn’t find anything to say.

Could it be that only people of the dreamland could taste food? Then what I ate earlier…

I looked at Lucien, but saw that he also picked up a piece to taste and nodded in satisfaction.

Lucien: Truly unforgettable.

Lucien’s praise made the stall lady even more delighted and she gave us even more pastries.

While I was puzzled, he turned over to me and winked.

I got the hint and decided to ask him about it later.

Thoughts rolled through my head as I followed Lucien back home. Along the way I saw those little flowers fluttering in the wind again, but I wasn’t in the mood to pick them.

We entered the study and there was a tea set on the table as well as a bunch of trimmed flower, exactly the ones I had in mind.

Lucien: Seeing that you liked them, I picked some for you this morning.

Still worried about the dreamland, I could only shake my head with pity.

MC: It’s a pity. The flowers you gave me before, I took care of them diligently but they’re still about to wither.

Lucien: Flowering seasons end, flowers bloom and flowers wither, that’s all there is to it.

T/N: *sobbing about Traces of the Past*

Careless words fell to caring ears. After Lucien’s words, both of us froze for a moment.

In the silence, Lucien rolled up his sleeves to grind the tea.

The tea in the porcelain cup was light, specks of tea powder floated in the water, the aroma was rich and fragrant.

I took a sip, the tea was a bit bitter at first but still sweet and refreshing.

Lucien: How is it?

MC: Your tea brewing skills have always been excellent, plus you’ve accounted for my tasted. Of course it like it.

The breeze picked up, blowing a flower into my cup. At this moment, I seemed to have realised something.

When the villagers gave me food earlier, I could not taste any flavour at all. But every time Lucien cooked me food, I could taste it.

I suddenly stopped, and put down the cup in my hand.

MC: Lucien, why can’t I taste the pastries that Ian’s mother gave us?

Lucien: If there are issues with the five senses, then it means this dreamland has reached its end.

Lucien’s response was so blunt, it made my heart prickle.

MC: Then what about this tea? Did you… use your Strangeling powers for this cup of tea?

Lucien looked at me quietly and then nodded.

Lucien: Yes. You don’t like it?

MC: I like it. But you’ve already spent a lot of Strangeling powers to maintain the force field. You don’t need use it on these trivial details.

I looked down, clenched the tea cup tightly in my hand and spoke the words from my heart.

MC: I’m really worried about your body.

Lucien looked back at me deeply, his gaze clear and resolute, though concealing something in his smile.

Lucien: Don’t worry. I’m an expert at handling these kinds of situations and I’m not that fragile.

I shook my head and reached out to wrap his cold fingers.

MC: I’ve always believed in you, but at a time like this, you can also believe in me.

Lucien looked at our intertwined finger and finally gave a sigh.

Lucien: Since that’s what you want, I won’t insist on it any further.

As expected, when he stopped using his Strangeling power the taste of the tea became lighter and lighter, until eventually it became as bland as water.

Gradually the moon rose and neither Lucien nor I lit up the lights, we simply sat together in silence.

In the dim moonlight, Lucien’s clothes appeared whiter than snow, looking cold and lonely.

I gave a silent sigh, but Lucien noticed my small movement.

Lucien: You seem a bit sad.

MC: I was just thinking, that although the dreamland is beautiful, it is still fake and will be broken sooner or later.

Then it will be over in a flash, and there would be no return to the broken dream.

Lucien: You really think, that everything in the dreamland is fake?

I was a bit stunned, and shook my head.

MC: My bond with them is not fake, and every day I spend with you is not just a dream.

Lucien smiled but did not continue, instead he used his fan to open the window.

There was a little light in the darkness outside the window, which then became two, then three…

One by one the fireflies flew into the room, warming the otherwise still house. They gathered together in a ray of light like sparklers hovering by my side.

Specks of light reflected in Lucien’s eyes, like melting snow. I watched his sleeves flutter in his calm.

Lucien: Whether real or fake, I’ll always be with you.

Lucien reached out and our fingers intertwined.

The ripples in my heart calmed, giving way to joy.

MC: Thank you for the firefly you gave me, I will always remember this beautiful dream within a dream, I will never forget it.

10-13

T/N: Follow along with the video for beautiful music and voice acting :> The music was so on point !!

Wind passes through the bamboo forest creating a rustling sound. The sun is shining and the birds are chirping.

The morning light weaves a magnificent pattern giving everything a warm golden glow.

The dreamland continues.

Lucien: You’re awake?

A gentle voice sounded in my ear, Lucien all dressed in white was smiling at me.

MC: W-why are you here?

Lucien: Hmm, there was a lazy cat who wouldn’t wake up no matter how I called. So I could only enter her room to have a look.

My cheeks were hot and I quickly hid under the quiet. Lucien lightly chuckled.

Lucien: Get up soon. Today we’re celebrating the harvest. Everyone in the village is going to the village head’s home for dinner including us.

After washing up, I followed Lucien to the village head’s home.

The smell of dirt drifted across, and the sea of rice paddies swayed in the wind.

The village was very lively today, along the way I even heard the sound of firecrackers.

Everyone gathered around an elderly man with short stiff beard and brown sunken eyes.

Village head: The harvest is very good this year! I especially set up a banquet. Everyone eat well and enjoy yourselves!

Villagers: Yeah!

Lucien and I were seated at the same time as the village head. The most important seats besides the village head’s.

The table was full of fruit candy followed by the cold dishes, and after that poultry and fish and so on.

I picked up my chopsticks and tried some food. But now I couldn’t even taste the texture of the ingredients anymore, it was like chewing on dry soil.

Seeing us seated, Ian’s mother came over with Ian so say hi.

Ian’s mother: Mister Lucien, Missus, how are the dishes? Do they suit your taste?

I didn’t show any strange expressions and Lucien also looked as normal.

MC: Your skills are getting better and better! Wait till I’m free, I’ll need to ask you to teach me how to cook.

Ian’s mother: Hahaha, you’re welcome to come over any time. Ian, come on, where’s your greeting.

Ian: … Hello Mister, hello Missus.

Ian lowered his head with tears on the corners of his eyes as if he’d just been crying. I paused and leaned over to ask.

MC: Ian, are you okay?

I saw Ian’s mother secretly squeeze his hand wanting to bring him back. I thought it strange, but waited for Ian to open his mouth.

Ian: Mister, Missus… what about Max? Where… did Max go?

Tears welled up and fell from his eyes. His mother patted his back to comfort him.

Ian remembered Max? Then did he also remember the real past?

I covered my face with my sleeve and quietly asked Lucien.

MC: Ian seems to remember, is it because the dreamland can no longer support itself?

Lucien: Yes. There is no more time left.

At this moment, a large group of people came over to give us a toast, we could only get stuck in the midst of it all.

Villager A: Mister Lucien, Missus, thanks for all the hard work!

Villager B: Yes, yes, it’s all thanks to Mister Lucien and Missus’ care that we can be so happy.

All the villagers seemed to be surrounding Lucien and I. It was as if we were the protagonist of this party.

MC: You’re welcome…

On the surface I was responding to all these conversations but in my heart this strange feeling reaches its peak.

I looked towards Lucien, only to see his expression become graver and graver, his usual gentle expression completely dissolved.

Lucien: So you all knew already.

As these words fell, the excited atmosphere before us receded like a tide. Everyone looked at one another with panic in their eyes.

Village head: … since it’s come to this, I’ll tell you what happened.

I stared at the village head in a daze, his eyes were filled with sadness.

Village head: Actually these days many people have had dreams of dying, we remembered the past and some also guessed the reality.

Village head: We are not humans, but Strangelings. And this is a dreamland, isn’t it?

Lucien looked around at the Strangelings present and finally gave a nod.

Village head: Mister Lucien, I know you are kind but there are some things that are inevitable and cannot be undone…

Village head: A long time ago, I thought that becoming a Strangeling was a painful and sorrowful thing.

Village head: But over time we also realised, that no matter how we change on the outside, our hearts will never change.

Villagers: That’s right! We’re proud to be Strangelings!

I wanted to object. I wanted to tell them that their fate was deliberately twisted by others.

If not, they could’ve spent their entire lives in Serenos.

But I couldn’t open my mouth, at a time like this, there could only be silence.

Lucien was dazed for a moment, and in that moment I seemed to catch a wisp of undetectable grief in his otherwise indifferent expression.

After all is said and done, he still saw these Strangelings approach their death and return to dust.

Village head: After drinking this bowl of wine, we will have no regrets in life!

All the villagers picked up their drinks and looked at us in unison, their eyes flickering with gratitude, sadness, relief, and despair.

Lucien picked up his wine, raise it to everyone and drank it in one go.

Everyone laughed and drank with him. I also picked up the wine bowl and drank the water like wine.

So flavourless, yet so pungent, as if choking me to tears.

Suddenly a strong vibration shook the ground, the room collapsed, the lake overflowed. The dreamland could no longer hold itself together and broke into pieces.

Lucien pulled me towards the edge of the dreamland. I couldn’t help but keep looking back.

All the villagers returned to their Strangeling forms, Ian had his head down the entire time but suddenly seemed to remember something and shouted at us.

Ian: Mister, Missus! Max might still be alive!

Ian: I knocked him unconscious and put him in a tree hole. The demonic fog came so quickly I don’t remember where.

Lucien: Ok, we will find him.

Ian nodded, his expression filled with sadness, gratitude, and regret and waved at us.

I felt pain in my heart and decided to no longer look back. Footsteps were like walking through fire, and the sounds behind us gradually faded into nothing.

We finally returned to the edge of the force field. Lucien reached out and touched the force field he created with his own hands, ready to destroy it with his own hands.

I heard Ian singing loudly in the distance. The poem he recited to us with a smile just two ago, XiJiang Yue.

Ian: The world is all but a dream, how many autumns count one’s life…

The singing came through the sounds of collapse, serving as a final farewell to us and the days of the past, sending us off.

I finally couldn’t hold back my tears and hugged Lucien from behind.

MC: Lucien, the dream is over.

Lucien: I’m here.

Lucien: No matter inside the dream or outside the dream, I’m always here.

Lucien had his back to me. Despite his soothing voice, his hand touching the force field was still.

Lucien: Are you ready?

I softly hummed in response but hesitated in my heart. I didn’t know whether this question was also directed at himself.

Before I could come to a conclusion, the autumn wind abruptly picked up, blowing Lucien’s long hair and sleeves.

In the next moment, Lucien activated the magic array and rays of light shot into the sky, washing the world away.

Everything in the dreamland ends with the sun setting to the west, taking ashes with it.

Something fell into my hands with the wind and I inadvertently grasped onto it.

The day is bright, everything before us receded like a tide and all sounds returned to silence.

After the light dissipated we returned into Rarewood.

Ruins remained, spoilt flowers fell from the branch before me landing at the tip of my shoe.

Unfulfilled dreams, dreams of grandeur.

T/N: The original line makes reference to ‘Records in the Pillow’ and ‘The Governor of Nanke’

The sky is speckled with stars, and out of season snow falls down burying the bloodstains.

We heard a faint coughing sound. Lucien and I looked at each other then immediately began to look through the remnants of the forest.

Following a trail of blood snaking across the ground, we found a boy fainted behind a rock.

The fluff of his ears trembled in the cold wind, his furry tail was wrapped around his body.

MC: It’s Max!

We hurried towards him and Lucien checked for signs of breathing.

Lucien: He’s still alive.

Lucien transferred him some Strangeling power and after a while, the boy slowly woke up.

He first looked at us at a loss, then looked around at the surroundings before hugging Lucien’s robe and crying.

Max: Wahhh, Mister…

Max: Ian and I were playing outside when suddenly a black fog appeared, we tried to run away but it caught up to us...

Max: Then I got knocked out by Ian and don’t know what happened, only to find out that Rarewood is already…

Max cried until he was out of breath, Lucien gently pat his back.

Only then did I realise that reason why Max was not in the dreamland was precisely because he was still alive.

I felt a trace of joy in my sorrowful heart. I suddenly recalled the verse I wrote.

The stars appear in the sky, the world comes back to life.

Once Max had calmed down a bit, I looked towards Lucien.

MC: Lucien, what will you do next?

Lucien: Max is still young, it’ll be hard for him to survive along. I need to find a place for him.

His voice was even, and showed neither joy nor sadness. I couldn’t help but ask.

MC: And how about you? Are... you alright?

Lucien shook his head and looked at me calmly.

Lucien: There is no alright or not alright. If we use your words of playing chess against the heavens, I’m at the disadvantage and it’s hard for one to consider that as alright.

Since he was unwilling, I didn’t press further and changed the topic.

MC: A few days ago, I went back 100 years into the past and saw a group of strange people putting occuliths into people.

MC: That scene reminded me of how the Strangelings of Rarewood were persecuted by the Royal Occultists...

Lucien: You think it’s those schemers who once again targeted Rarewood?

I nodded. The thought of the invisible hands behind these tragedies set my heart on fire.

I need to return to Serenos, there are many related records there. I want to find out the truth behind it all.

A faint glimmer of gratitude showed in Lucien’s gaze. He took my hand and gentle rubbed it.

Lucien: When the force field was broken just now, the Strangling power and demonic aura cancelled each other out. All the demonic aura around Rarewood is gone.

Lucien: Do you still feel cold?

Since the dreamland was destroyed, the icy feeling in my heart also disappeared. I shook my head.

MC: Don’t worry, I’m fine now. On the other hand, supporting the dreamland has taken a toll on you. Don’t push yourself over the next few days.

Lucien: Okay. Once I get Max settled down, I’ll join up you.

Heavy snow fell silently from the sky, making crisp sounds underfoot.

Those who passed away in the dream were left behind, buried in the snow.

#mlqc #mlqc lucien #thank you for crying with me #everytime i see that CG i cry #everytime Lucien says im here (like in en server's WM2 update) i cry #''so you all knew already'' i cry #''flowers bloom and flowers wither'' i cry #not sure if gonna translate the split route cause might not have time but will see #stuff i post #temporary terrible translations tag

[cheri-translates]

[CN] Project Savior Date (Ch 1)

This date accompanies Gavin’s Individual Mystery Box which contains the merch shown in the image above

Any references to a “phantasmagoria” during the date are related to the Main Mystery Box plot which I will not be translating. In short, MC and the love interests enter a phantasmagoria and there’s some Black Swan drama that I don’t wish to delve into!

The bench I’m sitting on has been warmed by the noon sun. My train of thought sways along with the leaves of the Chinese parasol tree above my head.

A few days ago, Gavin mentioned that the police station constructed a new police dog training base.

Since I haven’t seen Flyer in a very long time, I suggested that we should visit the new base together.

We originally planned to meet at the park at 1pm, but I seem to have arrived a little too early.

Fortunately, I have a place to sit and wait.

Child: It isn’t moving... Little Boat... I want Little Boat to swim... It isn’t listening to me, sob...

Just as my mind slips into the tranquility, the frantic crying of a child drifts from not too far away.

Young Mother: Darling, there’s no wind right now. Little Boat has no way of moving by itself. Mom will push it for you. See? Isn’t it moving now?

Child: No! It swam by itself earlier!! I want Little Boat to swim by itself!!! WAAA-

Based on the child’s scattered words, I’m able to piece together what happened. Unable to contain my laugher, I look at the patient young mother while she coaxes her daughter next to the small pond.

MC: Parents are always filled with love towards their children, aren’t they?

With this thought in mind, the father-daughter duo in the phantasmagoria surfaces from the depths of my mind again.

My emotions, which were gradually clearing up over the past few days, are once again enveloped by a faint haze.

All of a sudden, a breeze from nowhere stirs the leaves, and I can faintly detect a familiar delicate scent.

Child: Ahh, Little Boat is swimming again! Mommy, look!

MC: There’s a breeze...

I feel my heart pounding for a moment. As though sensing something, I lift my head. Sure enough, I spot a familiar figure not too far away.

Gavin is standing beneath the shade of a tree across the street, and his jacket is draped over his arm.

Afternoon sunlight falls on him, reminiscent of bits of the galaxy paved with gold foil.

From afar, he watches the little boat as it moves, as well as the child who is clapping her hands and laughing. The corners of his lips bring with them a faint smile.

MC: Gavin! Over here!

After hearing my voice, Gavin turns towards me. With a wave, he brisk walks over to me.

Gavin: Have you been waiting long?

MC: Nope, I was only here for a short while.

Gavin: Your face is flushed from the heat. Why didn’t you find a shelter or a cooler place?

Gavin reaches out to shield my head from the sun. His other hand wipes away beads of sweat that have appeared on my forehead.

His sleeves are rolled up, and his exposed forearm flits across my eyes. Cool skin makes contact with mine for a moment.

MC: I...

Gavin: I’ll buy you ice-cream. Head over to the motorcycle and wait for me.

He points towards a nearby roadside before stuffing his jacket into my hands in a familiar manner.

I take it naturally, folding it twice before hugging it in my arms.

As I watch him running towards the ice-cream truck, I walk over to Sparky leisurely before leaning against the backseat gently.

Gavin’s scent seems to linger on the jacket in my arms, and I find myself tightening my grip on it.

All of a sudden, something small and hard presses against my hand.

The moment I lower my head, a card falls out of the jacket pocket.

MC: This is... Gavin’s identity card?

I quickly pick it up from the ground, brushing off the dust. Then, I scrutinise the determined and heroic expression that Gavin has on the identity card.

MC: Why did he put such an important identification card in a random place? What if he loses it...

While mumbling to myself, I decide to put the identification card back into the pocket. However, I realise that the jacket pocket is already stuffed.

Reaching out to touch it, I notice that there’s a simple folded letter and an old newspaper which has been folded into a small square.

A corner of the thin letter is curled upwards, and I can vaguely see Gavin’s familiar handwriting...

MC: “To my girl”... ah.

Upon seeing this, I press down on the curled up corner. Releasing a breath, I pat my chest to control my heart, which has started leaping excitedly.

MC: Looks like it’s a surprise for me... I’ll look at it when he gives it to me!

I stuff the letter back. Then, I unfold the newspaper.

The contents of the newspaper are very familiar, and there are some symbols on it.

Despite studying it for a while with curiosity, I don’t discover anything. Giving up on investigating further, I place my phone into Gavin’s jacket pocket.

Buzz...

The moment my phone slides into the pocket, it suddenly vibrates.

I take it out again, only to realise that I’ve accidentally tapped on the camera...

While placing it in the jacket, it happens to scan the QR code on the identification card. At this moment, a mysterious message appears on the screen.

MC: Why do these characters seem somewhat familiar... I think I saw them earlier? Ahh, the newspaper!

Is there a special connection between the information from the identification card and the contents of the newspaper?

[ Mystery Box Gameplay Starts ]

Players have to scan the QR code on Gavin’s identification card, which will result in a pop up showing four sets of wind directions and speeds

One section of the newspaper talks about Loveland City’s Aerospace Museum and features an airspeed indicator with words on it

By matching the four sets of wind directions and speeds with the words, players obtain the password - 此生卷恋 (Love of my life)

[ Mystery Box Gameplay Ends ]

The four words leave me slightly stunned.

A certain scorching emotion seems to rise from my chest, and a warm sweetness spreads along with it.

In the small plaza nearby, a large flight of doves coo as they fly towards the faint orange horizon and the faraway buildings.

Gavin: What’s on your mind? You seem really engrossed.

An ice-cream suddenly appears before my eyes, along with Gavin’s voice at my ear.

MC: N-nothing much... you came back very quickly.

Gavin: This is a new and limited flavour. I’m not sure if you’ll like it. But it has a pretty colour.

The ice-cream is a tender light blue, glistening and fantasy-like.

Gavin adjusts the paper around the cone before handing it to me.

I take a small bite - it seems to be sea salt. There’s a faint saltiness and sandy texture, releasing a soft gravelly sound as it brushes against my teeth.

MC: Wow, it’s really refreshing!

The corners of Gavin’s lips curl upwards. Then, he retrieves a helmet from Sparky’s back compartment before handing it to me.

After wearing one himself, he crosses over the motorcycle and sits on the front seat.

Gavin: Let’s go. Get on.

I sit on the back seat of the vehicle, holding the ice-cream in one hand while the other hugs Gavin’s warm waist tightly.

The motorcycle speeds across a milk tea shop along the street, and the sound of the engine draws the attention of a couple in school uniform who are standing in front of the shop’s window.

The female student points at us before turning to whisper something to the boy she’s holding hands with. The furry keychain on her backpack swings mischievously.

The male student smiles in resignation, smoothening her fringe in an affectionate manner.

MC: Gavin.

Gavin: Hm?

MC: I suddenly feel regretful that we didn’t skip classes to go on dates back in high school.

Gavin: There’s nothing to feel regretful about.

Gavin: ...cough. I’m referring to skipping classes.

Hearing Gavin’s additional remark, a secret smile hooks my lips while I sit behind him.

MC: I’ve heard fun stories of people who skipped classes. Senior Gavin, do you have any stories about skipping classes?

I playfully poke Gavin’s taut waist and receive a resigned chuckle in response.

Gavin: Well, there was a time when I skipped a self-revision session and Minor insisted on following me.

MC: HAHAHAHA what happened next?

Gavin: We passed by a building which had festive lanterns at the entrance. There were also performances. Minor sped inside to join the fun and squeezed himself into the first row.

MC: Was it an opening celebration for a new business?

Gavin: At the time, we didn’t know what it was for. I waited for him outside and he came out after having his fill.

MC: And then?

Gavin: At 7pm that day, Minor’s face appeared in the Loveland Evening News, and there was a very long article about it.

Gavin: We found out that it was the opening of a famous exhibition, and that the leader of the city hall was there to cut the ribbon.

MC: Pfft... HAHAHA! Doesn’t that mean everyone knew that he skipped the self-revision session?

Gavin: Mm. The next day, he was called away by the director of teaching affairs.

Gavin’s soft chuckle drifts over with the sound of the breeze. The waist beneath my arm trembles slightly.

Gavin: Since you’re able to laugh, are you feeling better?

MC: Huh? I... I wasn’t feeling low...

I instinctively feel like denying it, but the words pause on the tip of my tongue before I can continue.

Tightening my grip on Gavin’s waist, I lower my eyes before releasing a sigh.

MC: Fine, I’ve been thinking about the phantasmagoria over the past few days. If I had...

Gavin: You already did your best. Don’t dwell on it.

Before I can finish speaking, Gavin interrupts me firmly.

Gavin: You chose to shoulder everything bravely, and have been working hard to become stronger and more determined. If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t be able to do a better job than you. So don’t dwell on it.

Gavin repeats himself. His gentle voice drifts from the front, every word clear and firm.

Gradually, I feel a stinging sensation surging into my nose.

Even after experiencing everything, the person in front of me continues to say such words with certainty.

He acknowledged my struggles, and also acknowledged my determination and effort.

The warmth in my arms gives me the steadiest support in my recent times of uncertainty. My unease and hesitation seem to melt away slowly.

MC: Mm, I won’t think about it. Since I’m out with you, of course I’ll be happy.

I tighten my grip around him, pressing the side of my face against his warm back.

Right now, the dark clouds in my heart finally disperse, allowing warm sunlight to burrow through the crevices of the clouds.

✧ Chapter 2: here

#mlqc #mlqc cn #mlqc gavin #this will not come to EN so I'm not tagging it as a spoiler!

[baiqilovemail]

my silly rabbit haul...... had to redeem his cny sp 😵 tho im thankful for the free gwcs and gems

#mlqc gavin #waited a whole year for the ssr to drop in en server im so stoked

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC Lucien’s On Fire MQ translation + video with sub EN (Part 3/3)

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

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

On Fire MQ | Part 1 (1-2) | Part 2 (3-4) | Part 3 (5-6) | Moisturize ASMR

[Warning]: The content of this MQ is currently the most explicit compared to other dates and may not be suitable for individuals under the age of 17 (CN server). It is recommended that those who do not meet this age requirement refrain from proceeding beyond this point.

Part 3 & 4-> [Here]

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[Subbed Video, TURN ON CC!]

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—[Part 5]— Video Timestamp [31:11]

The kitchen is filled with all sorts of ingredients.

After studying a few recipes, Lucien starts by cleaning the vegetables one by one, arranging them neatly based on size and color.

I put the excess ingredients into the refrigerator and see him preparing to chop vegetables on the cutting board. His movements are meticulous yet unfamiliar.

MC: Do you want some help?

Lucien arches an eyebrow ever so slightly, then frees up one hand to pull me behind him, his voice gentle.

Lucien: Yes, then come closer and help me, okay?

I wrap my arms around Lucien from behind, adjusting his hand to control the force and posture of chopping vegetables.

MC: [smiles softly]...Are you sure about this?

Lucien: Mm, I'm not particularly skilled at this. This position makes it easy for you to correct me at any time.

I wrap my arm around him with some struggle. I can feel his heat seeping through our clothes, causing a slight warmth in my ears.

Unwittingly, I remember the first time I spent New Year's Eve with Lucien. He also once stood behind me and wrapped his arm around me under the pretext of learning to make dumplings.

MC: ...Then, I'll make an effort to not get distracted.

MC: It's better to cut in from this angle...

Two people working together noticeably accelerate the process. After the pot is ready, Lucien and I stand on either side of it, seasoning it together.

Seasonal vegetables lose their raw appearance in the sizzling hot oil, transforming into delectable dishes on the dining table.

MC: The colors are right, and the cuts are similar. At least in terms of appearance, we've perfectly replicated these dishes.

MC: I just wonder how they taste. These dishes look so good, they couldn't possibly be bad, right?

Lucien: They're definitely going to be delicious. After all, we made them together.

Lucien: However, in the coming year, I will try my best to break away from this lady’s help and lead this process independently.

MC: Hehe, it's okay if you don't break away.

MC: I'm happy to accompany you and enjoy this process together. Plus, occasionally being Professor Lucien's "guide", I couldn't ask for more.

Lucien glances at me with a smile on his face, then bends down to kiss me lightly on the eyes.

Lucien: [chuckle then KISS!!!!] Since I have your permission, I won't insist on proving myself anymore.

Lucien: In the days ahead, accompany me to tackle more complex menus.

At the dining table, Lucien picks up his chopsticks, slowly bringing each dish to his mouth. He chews carefully, seeming to savor the unique taste of each dish

Though it's just an ordinary lunch, he eats with exceptional seriousness.

Lucien: The change in cutting technique has a much greater impact on the crispness of the vegetables than I anticipated.

MC: It's subtle, isn't it? Even though the cooking method remains the same, just changing the cutting technique makes the texture much crispier!

Lucien: Hmm, it's also interesting to stew meat with fruits.

MC: Hehe, that's because fruit acids not only tenderize the muscle tissue but also blend in smoothly with the flavor.

Lucien: [chuckles] So, although all these dishes are delicious, I particularly enjoy the stew you've added your ingenuity to.

It's rare to see him provide detailed commentary on dishes beyond just "delicious", and I can't help but raise my chin in pride.

MC: I've actually made some observations before when cooking. Just a slight change in the dish can make a huge difference in taste!

MC: It's kind of like the difference between the front leg meat and the hind leg meat, very distinct!

Lucien's gaze, which was originally focused on tasting the dishes, shifts towards me. Under the lamplight, his eyes soften, as gentle as water flowing into a stream.

Lucien: This classmate's metaphors are always so imaginative.

Lucien: It seems like every inch of the world you perceive is so vibrant and intriguing—

Lucien: Just like these rich dishes, they can evoke a range of emotions and also spark inspiration.

I prop my chin up, looking at him with interest.

MC: If that's the case, then I also want to be the “fruit” in the stew, making Professor Lucien even "sweeter"~

MC: Every happy and interesting experience in my perception, I want you to experience them together with me~

Lucien's eyes soften, and he taps his knuckles gently on the table.

Lucien: [whispers] In that case, can we do something fun together right now?

My eyes light up, and I stand up, walking over to his side. I cup his face in my hands, smiling as we lock eyes.

MC: Of course, then... what do you want to do?

Before I finish speaking, Lucien's hand gently lowers my head, and he plants a light kiss on my lips.

Although it's just a gentle touch, and although the atmosphere isn't ambiguous, I feel my heart beating wildly due to the unexpected intimacy.

I look at him with a flushed face, seeing overflowing tenderness in his eyes, and a magnified reflection of myself.

Lucien: I want to thank this lady who “shares the world” with me.

Then, he leans down, slowly closing the distance between us—

Until our hearts and minds feel the same frequency, melding together into the gentle twilight.

As the last rays of twilight fall, Lucien invites me to experience the festival in this small town.

Lanterns adorned with festive decorations hang on the streetlights, and the air is filled with the scent of firecrackers.

As New Year's Eve approaches, there are already many stalls in the small night market, with couplets, paper-cut decorations, and various potted plants joyfully arranged together.

MC: These paper-cut decorations are quite ordinary, yet they're selling for two digits. They're not as pretty as the ones you've made, but I just bought something really nice!

I take out a box of pink, peach-shaped pastries and hand one to Lucien.

MC: "Longevity Peach Buns"~ Would you like to try one?

Lucien takes a bite, his brows furrowing momentarily as he examines the bun in his hand with a hint of skepticism.

Lucien: [smiles helplessly] I wouldn't recommend it.

Even Lucien, who isn't usually picky about food, expressed dissatisfaction with the bun, which piqued my interest.

I take a bite, and the dry bun with a hint of artificial flavoring fails to satisfy even basic taste expectations.

MC: Uh...!

MC: [unamused] Although it's not tasty, it does look festive... Let's just display it at home when we get back.

Lucien smiles and shakes his head, then picks up a set of spring festival couplets from a nearby stall.

Lucien: The wording on these couplets seems rather ordinary.

Lucien: I'm thinking, why don't we buy some raw materials and try writing our own couplets at home?

MC: Sounds good! Then when the God of Wealth arrives, he'll see that the couplets we've put up are heartfelt and sincere.

MC: If he's in a good mood, who knows, maybe we'll strike it rich~

From the "福" (fortune/blessings) character for the front door to the refrigerator and even the shoe cabinet, to the money tree for the entrance and the glowing little dragon...

As we chat and laugh, the bags we're carrying are already overloaded.

We load the bags into the car and return to our seats. Just as I start to fasten my seatbelt, Lucien pushes open the car door again.

Lucien: I suddenly remembered there's something else I need to buy.

MC: Then I'll go with you.

Lucien: No need, it's right nearby. I'll be back soon.

Before I could react, Lucien had already closed the car door and disappeared into the bustling crowd once again.

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—[Part 6]— Video Timestamp [36:42]

(T/N: if you haven't watched the video, please watch it from this timestamp! The BGM choice + voice acting really help set the mood~)

MC: What did Lucien go to buy...?

Snacks, or decorations? Before my thoughts can stray any further, Lucien's figure returns to the car with bags in hand.

MC: You're back!

The car door is pulled open, and along with Lucien’s scent, the chilly wind brings in a subtle smell... of gunpowder?

Lucien: [chuckles] I bought some fireworks...

MC: Oh~

Lucien: And firecrackers.

MC: [surprised] Eh?

I widen my eyes and look into the bag. Besides a few fireworks, there are…

MC: O- one-thousand-firecrackers-rolls and firework rockets?

Seeing my reaction, Lucien satisfactorily curls up the corners of his lips.

Lucien: As an "experiencer," of course I must try some sufficiently exciting things.

The car, loaded with goods, returns to our courtyard. Lucien parks the car and, together with me, we unroll the long red firecrackers on the ground.

The long firecrackers snake around like a red dragon lying on the ground, almost covering the entire courtyard.

I hold the lighter, watching the fuse that is about to ignite the firecrackers and can’t help but feel nervous in my heart.

MC: Lucien, could you, could you wait a moment? I'm not quite mentally prepared yet!

Lucien: [chuckles] Then allow me.

Lucien seems to chuckle softly. Before I can react, he has already struck the match, and the flame dances on his fingertips.

The fuse instantly ignites, speeding forward like a shooting star. I quickly grab Lucien's hand tightly, pulling him away as we run.

The next second, the firecrackers erupt like an awakened dragon, emitting a thrilling roar.

My body instinctively tenses, and I hastily cover Lucien's ears while he does the same for mine.

(the way they instinctively protect each other instead of themselves :”…)

His broad palm reassuringly shields those startling explosions.

Despite the barrier, my hearing becomes even more acute, listening as the firecrackers "rampage" through the courtyard.

I look at Lucien, in the faint red glow, his face is coated with a shimmering warm light, and from beginning to end, his lips are always brimming with a smile.

The bright light swiftly dashes through the dark night. After the long-lasting thousand blasts fade away, the air in the courtyard seems to have turned red.

Lucien waves his hand in front of him, trying to dispel the pungent smell of firecrackers, yet the smile on his lips never falters.

Lucien: Whether it's from the sense of hearing or the sense of smell... The stimulation I'm receiving is far more excessive than I anticipated.

MC: Many things you just have to experience firsthand to truly feel them!

MC: Just like I've come to realize, besides with the beauty of fireworks, Professor Lucien and the firecrackers are also quite "compatible"!

Lucien raises an eyebrow and takes out all the remaining fireworks and firecrackers from the car.

Lucien: That sentence sounds like a stereotypical impression of "Professor Lucien".

Lucien: Fortunately, tonight happens to be a good opportunity for "out with the old, in with the new."

The night sky stretches endlessly, as dark as a piece of black velvet, while the courtyard ground is scattered with remnants of red firecrackers.

Lucien stands between the darkness of the night and the redness around him, with the match he ignites in his hand being the only source of light around.

This glimmer of light remains silent, yet always manages to ignite clusters of earth-shattering fireworks in my world.

So I walk towards him, and together we light up all these fireworks.

The light flies into the night sky, showering down gently, casting warm hues upon us.

And beside me, Lucien's smiling expression is just like the fireworks filling up the sky.

In the end, Lucien and I left a few fireworks unlit and returned to the car for warmth.

The distant sound of firecrackers can be faintly heard, with occasional fireworks lighting up the night sky, illuminating the scene inside the car.

We sit side by side in the back seat, enjoying a moment of tranquility after the playful revelry.

Bright light filters through the car window, casting ambiguous light and shadows on Lucien's face. I trace his profile, and my heart is filled with joy.

MC: Looking back, we've had a lot of fun in just a few days.

MC: Going to the home exhibition together, selecting ingredients and cooking together, wandering through the festival night market, and even setting off fireworks and firecrackers...

MC: I wonder how Professor Lucien feels about this "town trip"?

Lucien meets my expectant gaze, but instead of immediately responding, he ponders for a moment.

Lucien: I've thought of many different answers, many different adjectives.

Lucien: Happiness, warmth, contentment... Each word seems to encapsulate my feelings, yet they all appear a little shallow.

I listen earnestly, reaching out my hand to intertwine with his palm.

Lucien: Whether it's in the warm room, cooking together under the bright lights, or lighting firecrackers together and making "noise".

Lucien: At the moment of accomplishing these things, I have a vague feeling.

Lucien: These seem to be things I've never consciously longed for but deeply desire to do.

Lucien: And year after year, in the New Year, you've helped me realize these, even wishes that I myself didn't fully grasp.

Lucien pauses unusually as if carefully considering his words. After a while, he simply casts his gaze toward me.

Lucien: So if there's anything missing, it's that I want my little lady to feel my happiness.

MC: I've already felt it...

But Lucien gently shakes his head.

Lucien: I want to paint it more vividly for you. Not through carefully crafted rhetoric, perhaps not even by speaking.

(T/N: insert the solemn, melancholic, yet hopeful 5th anniv special theatre BGM 😭 if you've read this far and haven't watched the video, I’d actually beg you to watch 🥺 The timestamp is: [42:09] )

Lucien gently takes my hand and places it over his heart.

In an instant, the world quieted down.

With the familiar heartbeat in my palm, it feels as if the overflowing sense of happiness is also held within my grasp.

"Thump, thump," resounding as if echoing through the entire universe. And it speaks—

Lucien is very happy, very content with life.

And so am I.

At this moment, I seem to also taste the shallowness of "words", for no matter how many words are spoken, they can't fully express the deep love beating in my heart.

So I recklessly approached him, wanting to convey my most profound feelings to him.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, my fingertips threading through his soft hair, as I lean in closer, Lucien gently but firmly pulls me into his embrace.

The smell of gunpowder fills my nostrils, seemingly carrying the heat capable of igniting flames with it.

The lips merely brush against each other, then clinging lovingly and inseparably, unwilling to part ever again.

Our tongues entwine as if thirsting, drawing out every bit of sweetness, until our breaths become so chaotic that they can't be distinguished from each other.

Can a deep kiss express this love? Can a long embrace reveal the yearning in the depths of our hearts?

While thinking about all this in a daze, Lucien's whisper comes to my ear.

Lucien: [whispers breathlessly] Is this kiss enough to explain it all?

MC: Not enough...

I instinctively spoke out, not knowing whether I was answering him or telling myself.

Upon hearing this, with one arm still around me, Lucien unbuttons his shirt with his other hand, revealing his well-defined physique.

Lucien: [chuckles and whispers] Then tonight, I will lay bare all of myself to you, okay?

His eyes still carry a faint smile, but they are moist as if they've captured light, burning and deeply sincere.

I nod and kiss the corner of his eye, taking in all of him.

His warm lips carry a slightly wet sensation as they wander over my body, igniting my skin like clusters of flame.

The intimate and meticulous licking makes me feel like I'm about to melt, my body instinctively tensing up, sliding towards the only fulcrum.

Lucien: [noises of him eating… something, and sighs in satisfaction] ….

The fingers holding my calves suddenly tighten, pulling them wider apart. I sit back heavily and then whimper out in pain.

MC: [blushing] Lucien….

My voice comes out sweetly and aggrievedly, elongating the end of his name with a deliberate undertone. It sounds like pleading for mercy yet also carries a tacit demand.

The sound of muffled laughter reaches my ears, Lucien flips over to be on top of me and presses me down, kissing me on the lips.

Between the disorganized breaths, he murmurs something on the tip of his tongue.

Lucien: [whispers] Sorry, does it hurt a bit?

I nod, but in contrast to my answer, I thrust my hips upward, wanting to fit even closer to him. In the process, I almost hit my head on the car door, but Lucien protected me.

The decorations on my clothes roughly brush against Lucien's exposed skin as he moves, causing him to tremble lightly.

Lucien: [chuckles] These little decorations are a bit in the way.

Those words are much colder than his kisses, and I can't help but watch my heart beat faster as he gently picks at them and lets the decorations fall.

It's just that there seem to be more and more things that get in the way between us… the top, the belt, and the skirt, they all seem a bit unnecessary.

The car's air conditioning blows dry, warm air, dispersing the remaining traces of coldness on our skin.

The moist sensation behind my ears makes me feel like I'm lying on a stream, his voice, hoarse and low, reveals a fervent longing.

Lucien: [hoarsely] Now, can you understand this feeling clearly?

My heart beats fiercely, and within my hazy consciousness, I seem to hear the emotions hidden behind Lucien's questions.

Instinctively, I tighten my arms around his neck and wrap my legs behind his waist. My hand gently caresses him.

MC: I think... I still need more time to understand.

MC: This is what you want too, isn't it?

Lucien’s laughter-tinged voice drifts into my ears.

Lucien:  [whispers followed by more wet kiss noises] The night is still very long.

The ambiguous warmth inside the car envelops us like the steam of a hot spring, carrying us into the clouds.

It seems there are small trinkets on the dashboard that can't withstand the shaking, but we are too preoccupied to notice.

Unintentionally, someone presses the car window button, and the distant sound of fireworks leaps into our ears.

Tiny snowflakes land on my outstretched arms, only to be melted into droplets by the heat.

"Splat," "splat."

This night, when the old days and the new years merge, we seem to need a little more warmth.

--———FIN————–

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[Bonus: some h-word translation notes before afterword because I don't want to ruin the beautiful smut with my dumb commentary]

Lucien: [whispers] Sorry, does it hurt a bit? I nod, but in contrast to my answer, I thrust my hips upward, wanting to fit even closer to him. In the process, I almost hit my head on the car door, but Lucien protected me.

(T/N: this sentence implies that the pain is not from her sitting back but… him fitting inside *cough*)

The car's air conditioning blows dry, warm air, dispersing the remaining traces of coldness on our skin.

(T/N: this description implies that they are both already completely undressed at that point. To counteract the chill from being unclothed, the warm air conditioner is turned on :>)

✂———————

[Afterword, rambles and highlight(s)]

⎯ Just like how sunlight helps plants to grow, love nurtures Lucien's growth over the years.

Even after 6 years, Love and Producer still have such a talented writing team that never FAILS at making us feel h-word and cry at almost the same time ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽. This date is not angsty in the traditional sense, in fact, the date in general is so sweet and full of daily life. But the end really punches you just right in the feelings ESPECIALLY with the 5th anniversary special theatre BGM.

Honestly, it’s hard to explain why this date is so good and makes many CN stans cry by the end of the date. It’s… something that you can experience only if you know him for so, so long. It's something that can only be felt by witnessing his growth from the moment you first 'met' him until now. The feelings of observing someone you've ‘nurtured’ with love and care for years finally blossoming into the most colorful and unique 'fireworks' you've ever witnessed… they’re really hard to describe.

But anyway, before this essay turns into an analysis of "The Little Prince" and Lucien, let’s talk about the date, shall we? If last year's date theme was along the lines of "accepting yourself and your emotions from the past," then I predict that this year's theme seems to be about "experiencing and living the present"; and this is such a fitting theme for Lucien. Why? Because as a character, before he met the MC, he was simply an "observer" instead of a “participant”, curiously observing and experimenting on everything around him, and yet never really ‘participates’ and ‘experiences’ in it.  However, thanks to MC, he has begun to actively participate in the hustle and bustle of the world, experiencing many things that have made him more vibrant and ‘alive’. This transition from ‘observer’ to ‘participant’ is cleverly depicted in this date by making him into a participant in the experiments with MC, rather than solely being the experimenter as usual.

This date as a whole centers around two important things, experience and emotions. While the relationship between experience and emotion can be complex and multifaceted, the way I get it from this date is that; if ‘experience’ is more about the ‘input’ that we get from our senses, then ‘emotions’ are the ‘output’ of our experience. In other words, experiences provide the stimuli that trigger emotional responses. Both experience and emotions are important things for us humans; together, they contribute to our ability to fully engage with and appreciate the present moment, rather than simply going through the motions of survival… They’re also two things that Lucien has been learning over the years.

First, let’s talk about experience, when our observer scientist sheds his lab coat and removes his glasses, he transforms into an ordinary person sincerely in love with you and deeply experiencing love. This date depicts how he experiences love in the warmth of everyday life, and amusingly, it almost makes this date feel as if MC and Lucien are newlyweds on their honeymoon ahah. From shopping for furniture for their new home to encountering silly and unexpected problems that the organizer throws at them (just like how everyday lives always throw problems at us lol), to grocery shopping and cooking together, and cough even the fact that they’re basically ‘on fire’ everyday cough— The grocery shopping parts are especially funny (with just Lucien being Lucien lol)... and cooking scene is just chef kiss. It's really endearing to witness how he adapts to homemaking tasks in his unique way, all because of his love for you.

Still on the topic of ‘experience’; do you know that both of the more descriptive spicy scenes are part of the plot? First, the spicy domming ‘guiding’ scene. In that scene, MC guides him to focus on what his senses told him instead of giving processed answers. And this seems to work because, throughout the date, you can notice him developing more opinions on things based on his senses as he experiences everything. Previously, because he never slowed down and always looked far ahead (See also, his Summer UR MQ, recent CN birthday date and story for more in-depth digging about this theme-), he never fully ‘experienced’ life. But with MC's guidance, her “sharing the world” with him, he starts to perceive the world around him more keenly. This transformation is evident in tasting scenes and fireworks scenes, where he earnestly uses his senses to taste their cooking, hearing the loud firecracker noises, and smelling the scent of gunpowder. She doesn’t only ‘bring’ color to his monochrome world, but also the taste, smell and noises of the world around him as he experiences the present. All these stimuli make his world no longer feel ‘silent’ to him. Sometimes, loving him feels like pulling a ‘god’ from his pedestal to experience the lively and ordinary life of mortals. Perhaps he loses some of his ‘invincibility’ (like for example, that causes him to fall for consumerism trap lol), but in this way, he becomes more alive and real.

Then about emotions. The initial discussion about emotions centers around “emotional synchronization” between lovers, setting the stage for exploring how MC and Lucien perceive and handle each other's emotions. Just as MC accepts all of Lucien's emotions, whether they be sadness or happiness [referencing Lucien’s CN birthday date in 2023], Lucien reciprocates by accepting all of her emotions. Lucien demonstrates emotional stability and maturity as a partner, creating an environment where MC feels no need to restrain her emotions in his presence. He is fond of and intrigued by her colorful range of emotions (and a bittersweet reminder of how her moods affect her “color” in his eyes ahah:”””). This highlights their curiosity and fascination with understanding each other on a deeper level.

For them, all human emotions are important, but MC initially wanted Lucien to feel more positive emotions. With the concept of “emotional sync” in mind, she promises to convey more positive emotions for him, inadvertently restraining her own emotions in the process. However, during their time together in the small city, she learns that even so-called “negative emotions” have value. Despite facing challenges or "troubles," both characters find joy and support in each other's company. MC finds Lucien's moments of vulnerability endearing, while Lucien appreciates MC's encouragement and companionship. They both come to acknowledge the natural ebb and flow of emotions in their relationship, realizing that some negative emotions are far from being detrimental; it’s simply part of their day-to-day life. Those emotional fluctuations are just a very small part of their overall happiness~

ALL THE FEELINGS FROM THE SECOND EXPLICIT SPICY SCENES SUCCESSFULLY MADE ME CRY. Experiencing all sorts of things with her during experiments and everyday life … even things and wishes that he never consciously longed for yet always wanted:

许墨很快乐,很幸福

The meaning of these words are difficult to render accurately in English, and my “Xu Mo/Lucien is very happy, very content with his life.” are just barely scratching the surface… While 快乐(kuài lè) refers to a more transient or temporary feeling of happiness and joy, often related to a fun event, 幸福 (xìng fú) encompasses a profound and enduring sense of happiness and contentment in life. It signifies a state of well-being that extends beyond momentary pleasures, often associated with having a loving family, spouse, fulfilling relationships, and a sense of overall satisfaction with one's life. So when combined, it emphasizes the fact that while experiencing all the ups and downs of the world with her, Lucien is not only feeling immediate joy and pleasure ("快乐"), but also enjoying a deeper, more lasting sense of happiness and fulfilment ("幸福"), he is both happy in the moment and all of his life. By slowing down and deeply experiencing each moment of their shared life, he discovers his own happiness and longing that even he himself never knows about. So, he wants her to experience every bit of his happiness and love that has blossomed because of her… candidly and unrestrainedly wants her to experience all of him.

In another vein, LOVE IS A VERB, NOT A NOUN!!! It's a continual action, continual choice, continual promise to another person. And no matter how many words are spoken, both of them can't fully express the deep love beating in heart. So, when words are too “shallow” to even capture a fraction of deep love and happiness, he can only confess them through instinctive actions, recklessly pouring out his heart in every embrace, every kiss, and every touch. And yet, the question still stands, Can a deep kiss express this love? Can a long embrace reveal the yearning in the depths of our hearts? They’ve done everything, yet it still feels not enough, and perhaps… it will take a lifetime of shared experiences and ‘confessions’ to fully reveal the depths of his love and longing for her.

AND SPEAKING OF CHOICE(S), the BGM choice for that last spicy scene is freaking genius!!! It comes from 5th-anniversary special theatre“The many choices of life” video (You can check it on my YT!). This special video is all about the power of your/MC’s choice. I want to highlight the first “what if” scenario. The first “what if” is about what would happen if she had chosen to not meet Lucien.

In this scenario, the narrative explores what would have happened if MC hadn't met Lucien. Without their encounter, Lucien would still be questioning and seeking understanding from the world around him. He would have found another path, albeit one that didn't involve her, dedicating himself to searching for the 'most optimal solution.' However, his world would remain black and white, indifferent to whether there were people who tried to understand him and care for him :”. Anyway, by using this as a BGM choice, it accentuates the power of your/MC’s choice in shaping him being the way he is right now; while still running on the path to explore truth with dedication, he also finds happiness and contentment along the way because of her choice.

In conclusion, Lucien’s writers never fail to captivate us and deliver top-tier writing! This date highlights the importance of experiencing life fully and embracing all emotions, while also underscoring the transformative power of love~ His writers really excel at utilizing his character to its fullest potential. I can go on and on, talking about all the small details and references on this date but this UR won’t be published any time soon if I do LOL. If you’ve read so far, thank you for reading this date and my rambles~

#I wont talk much in tags bc i put it all in my essay #enjoy the 1.8k essay LOL #10/10 makes me WET not only from iykwim but also TEARS #mlqc lucien #mr love queen's choice #mlqc cn #mlqc spoiler #mlqc #mlqc translation #mr. love queen's choice #mr love lucien #mlqc xu mo #mlqc spoilers #Youtube

[xinyuehui]

Hello there! do you still have an older version of evolwallpaper? I was late to the party and I can't install it properly anymore T_T

Hi anon, unfortunately I no longer have the old .exe 😩 I checked weibo, other users in China are having problems with it as well, my conclusion to this is that it's a broken app full of bugs, probably got nothing to do with regions (ノへ￣、)

Babe because of your ask, I spent good 5 hours tonight trying to debug it, because I insist we all get the dynamic wallpapers!!!

Original guide // Deepspace PC guide

By the end of this tutorial, we should have a video like this applied to our computer wallpaper:

There's Nikki, MLQC, Deepspace and The Perceiver wallpapers.

New guide:

https://paperwall.papegames.com/

Same step as before, download this but don't install yet!

The following was actually hidden in their Q&A, you'll also need this for it to run, download the runtime version.

https://dotnet.microsoft.com/en-us/download/dotnet-framework/net48

After you install the .NET Framework 4.8 go ahead and try to install the PAPERWALL .exe

→ If it works, great! We solved the problem!! 🎉 (You can skip to the section on the bottom on how to use the app)

→ If you get this error message, ugh congratulations, this is where I tried about 67 solutions for hours just so you don't have to

It's weird, because at this point, the thing have successfully installed on your local drive but it won't run.

Let's go back a step, if you open the .exe again, take note of where it's at on your computer. For me you can see that it's in the C drive, I presume it'll be the same for you.

Find the folder, open it

Open the app

→ If it works, great! We solved the problem!! 🎉 (You can skip to the section on the bottom on how to use the app)

→ If you get the same error message, read on:

If the images haven't loaded in the 1.0.1 version it will most likely going to crash when you try to do anything on it, so read on:

Let go back to the C drive

We are gonna move this somewhere else, if you have a hard drive, paste it to your hard drive, if you have another drive on your pc, you can move it to the other drive. BUT DO NOT MOVE IT TO YOUR DESKTOP!!!! Because we practice good computer hygiene 🙏

Once you've moved everything away, open it back up and try to install it again in your new file location

→ If it works, great! We solved the problem!! 🎉 (You can skip to the section on the bottom on how to use the app)

→ If you still get the same error message, I will send my portfolio to Paper Games to be a software developer in their office and write a new app

Once you get it running *fingers crossed* move the entire folder back to your C drive if you moved it to your hard drive, unless your hard drive is plugged in all the time.

If for whatever reason you get the "access to the path is denied" error message, try the right click and select the "Run as administrator" option.

For easy access:

Go onto your desktop, or wherever you want to access it from quickly and paste shortcut!! Remember it's the shortcut!!

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How to use the app

The UI has changed a little since the original one, but it's easy to navigate.

Change the language to English, it should reboot the app

From here it's self explanatory

For good computer hygiene you might want to double check where the wallpapers are stored and change directory if needed.

If you're like me and have 2 monitors, this is what it'll look like with the wallpapers applied and the game opened, looks like I need a 3rd monitor for Shen Xinghui ⭐

(Desktop icons should show up, I just don't have icons on the desktop)

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If you still have problems, check your PC specifications against the following that were recommended on the official site:

System: Windows10 or above

RAM: 1024MB or above

Processor: 1.66Hz Intel i5 or above

Graphics: HD Graphics 4000 or above

DirectX: 10

Secret third thing: you might be able to run it and have the lovely wallpapers but it suddenly goes glitchy or black screen... that's because of the faulty app, I've seen people mention it on weibo, it's not just you 😔

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Feel free to drop me an ask with images if you still run into problems, hope this helps, until next time~ (✿◠‿◠)

Check out this tag for already answered questions #/wallpaper woes

#ask #anon #love and deepspace #love and deep space #love and producer #mlqc #shining nikki #love nikki #the perceiver #mr love queen's choice #live lockscreen #this is not a good sop its written all over the place but ive spent too long sorting it out and writing this up it'll have to do for now #if this helped you out i would appreciate it if you can reblog it! #you dont have to but its a good indication for me to post more things like this in the future for the english speaking fandom 💕

[chiyuki-suishou]

Love and Deepspace English Version Pre-Registration Starts ~!

The pre-registration for the English version of Love and Deepspace, the long-awaited 3D sci-fi action romance sim developed by Papergames ( the same company that made Shining Nikki and Love and Producer / MLQC ) has started!

You can pre-register now at :

Android ( Google Play ) : https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.papegames.lysk.en

IOS ( App Store ) : https://apps.apple.com/us/app/love-and-deepspace/id6443467666

Feel free to join the Official Love and Deepspace Discord server here :

To find out more about Love and Deepspace :

Website : http://loveanddeepspace.infoldgames.com/en-EN/

Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/LoveandDeepspaceEN

X (Twitter) : https://twitter.com/Love_Deepspace

Youtube : https://www.youtube.com/@LoveandDeepspace

Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/loveanddeepspace

Disclaimer : The following media in this post can be found on official social media sites of Love and Deepspace.

#love and deepspace #otome #shining nikki #mlqc #love and producer #romance sim #mobile game #games corner

[xandraspalace]

Star River Descending

----- Star River Descending || Rez Zotto [NIJISANJI EN] Birthday Fiction

Summary : In the dark outer space, there is a spill of stars that forms a flowing river in the sky. This silvery stream of stars will look more radiant and beautiful on the alien prince's birthday. But this year was different, for among this stream of countless shining stars, two stars could finally align.

WC : 2620 Words.

Warning : Grammar errors, teeth-rotting fluff (possible cringes), alien! reader, aide! reader, hints of lore, MLQC references, WMMAP references, etc.

Featured Characters : ILUNA members.

Disclaimer : Everything written here is FICTITIOUS. This story is written in second-person point of view and the reader is gender-neutral. The personas written here are based on the avatar of the characters as vtubers, not the person behind it. Enjoy.

A/N : I keep questioning myself, can I write my birthday fictions on time? This is the fastest I can post. Anyway, happy birthday Ren! Please eat some cakes!

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     "I heard there’s a new student in Kyo's and Mari's class." The Celestial One started the topic of gossip as soon as he entered Ren and Scarle's class with Aia.

     As soon as the lunch break bell rang, the Moon Gang always gathered at the one place they agreed upon beforehand. That day, everyone agreed to gather in Ren and Scarle's class. Aster immediately turned around a chair and sat himself facing Ren while Aia stood beside him.

     "Really?" Aia seemed to think, trying to remember where she heard that rumor before. “Hold on. Are they the alien-kind walking with the principal this morning?”

     "Yeah, they’re the one. We saw them passing by our class with the principal today, right?” Aster confirmed Aia's statement.

     Scarla who had just finished talking with her classmates also joined in the conversation. “Ah, yes. I heard about them too,” she chuckled.

     As Aster, Aia, and Scarle discussed the new student, confusion was painted on Ren's face. He sat in front of Aster in silence, trying to work his brain. “What? New student? How come I'm just hearing this now?? And they’re an alien?" Ren asked in confusion.

     "You don't know, Ren?" Aster was also confused. "I thought you'd know, since they’re an alien."

     "No, this is a news to me."

     “Ren might know them,” Scarle leaned against the frame of the window. "But for now, he might had no idea about who they are. I'll ask Kyo to bring them to us.” The enchantress distanced herself a bit from the others. She couldn't take the risk if her magic to hit her friends. She raised her staff and practiced magic to send a telepathic message to Kyo.

     From the very beginning, Ren had indeed felt something strange. He had a hunch, but he still doubted it. There's no way an ordinary alien could do space-traveling. If so, what was their purpose? Were they targeting Ren? If they were indeed targeting Ren, where did this alien get information about Ren's whereabouts. Ren himself told very few people about his departure when he left his home planet.

     However, something suddenly clicked inside of him, taking him by surprise. “Don’t tell me…” he mumbled. Not wanting to think about it, Ren faced the Celestial One. “Aster, you seriously can't identify her life essence? You're literally the one and only celestial being here."

     "Nope, I can't. I'm sorry." Aster rejected the frustrated Ren without hesitation. “This alien really has the ability to disguise their life essence.”

     Ren fell silent. Aster's statement made his doubts begin to fade. Now he was more and more sure about who this alien student is. “Disguise their life essence, huh?”

     “What, you have any idea who this person is?” Aster asked the alien prince.

     Meanwhile, Ren was just massaging his temples because of the sudden migraine he felt from too much thinking. "Just tell Kyo and Mari to bring them here first."

     “My liege…”

     Shortly after you said it, one of the friends you know from your class today, namely Kyo, suddenly bursted out laughing—again. You could see Kyo already hugging his aching stomach from laughing too much. Hearing that uncontrollable laugh, Ren glared at Kyo.

     As soon as you arrived at the doorway of Ren and Scarle's class, you immediately froze. Your heart beat so fast, seeing the figure you've been longing for. Of course, the whole sentence suddenly trapped in your throat. The only thing you could say was the honorific you used to address him.

     “Just Ren will do here, [Y/N],” the alien prince sighed. “We’re not on our home planet. In this institute, I'm just one among many students. I'm not a prince here, and you're not my aide either."

     Those words certainly surprised you. You never once dreamed of calling him by his own name. “H-huh? Celestial Ones forbid!” You waved your hands in front of you, shook your head in denial.

     "Who says?"

     “Wha—?!” You turned to the bicolor-eyed man only to felt he was pressuring you with an extremely heavy aura. The man named Aster resonated his celestial power to you. It felt like a mountain crushing on you. Your body shook violently and your breathed heavily. You could only freeze in fear.

     “Aster, quit it. You scared them.” With a serious tone, Ren asked Aster to release his celestial power resonance from you.

     Aster could only laughed lightly, "Haha, my bad."

     You immediately crumpled the light-colored uniform you were wearing and took a deep breath to fill your lungs with air. If you were not trained enough for that sort of thing, you've already fallen to the floor. Luckily, your legs were still strong enough to support your body. Moreover, Maria was also by your side and hugged your hand as Aster was pressuring his power on you. The sweet living doll asked if you were okay, making sure you weren’t hurt.

     “But Ren is right,” Aster continued, a sweet smile touching his lips. Seeing his smile, you suddenly forgot about that terrifying celestial being that just had you rooted to the spot. "We're equal here. Just be at ease and casual with each other.”

     "Come on, [Y/N], try it." Kyo pushed you lightly. "Or I'll laugh every time I heard you addressing him with as 'my liege.'"

     You were silent for a moment, hesitant to address Ren without his honorific. But when your eyes made contact with his blue ones, you found him nodding at you and smiling, reassuring you that he has allowed it and that you may call him by his name. “R-Ren…” And you ended up stuttering.

     Ren smiled proudly at you again. He nodded, satisfied with the way you addressed him. "Yeah, [Y/N]?" Ren answered, slightly teasing you.

     You shook your head a little too quickly. “That feels so wrong,” you honestly murmured.

     "You have to get used to it."

     "I understand."

     For some times, you spent your lunch break with the others in that third year’s classroom. You met and chatted with others, with the people who have accompanied Ren on this foreign planet for a quite long time.

     Since you've become acquainted with Kyo and Maria, those two have been the ones to introduce you to the others. Scarle was giving you a big sister vibe while Aia was so fun to hang out with. Meanwhile, realizing the effect of what he did earlier, Aster approached you slowly so you wouldn't be scared of him and make you uncomfortable. What he did earlier really scared you. No one in outer space dared to oppose a being with celestial powers like Aster.

     "So you're Ren's aide?" Aia asked, bringing a new topic for the group.

     And you could only nod. “Yes, I am.”

     "Wow, I can't believe an idiot like him has such an important person by his side."

     “Bro, that's the reason why I laughed when they called him, 'my liege.'” Kyo pulled a chair to sit next to Aia.

     You laughed lightly, "That's because he's the important one here."

     Ren, who had been watching from behind, approached the circle of conversation. He stood behind you and put his hand on your shoulder, making you look up at him. "Now the real question. What are you doing here? Why are you here?" Ren interrogated you a bit. “I assume there is something urgent if you come all the way here. Did something happen after I left?”

     Seeing Ren's worried face, you immediately felt guilty for coming suddenly and not explaining the reason for your visit. “Ah, no. It's important, yes, but it's not urgent, so don't worry," you explained.

     "So...everything is fine?"

     You nodded.

     Ren sighed in relief, "Thank goodness."

     "What if they just missed you, Ren?" Scarle suddenly blurted out an unexpected question, making you and Ren choke on you guys’ own saliva. Heat started to creep to your cheeks, blushing. “You're so insensitive,” the 3rd year girl laughed.

     Ren made your blushes worse by asking, “Oh, were you?”

     You didn’t know how to react. You were flustered. You turned your gaze to Scarle and shot her a glare.

     You swallowed your saliva, daring yourself to voice a request to Ren. "Can we talk about this in a more private place, just the two of us?"

     Ignoring the cheers on the background, Ren smiled and replied, "Sure."

     The sound of birds chirping sounded melodious along with the sounds of tree leaves against each other, giving you comfort. You and Ren took a walk in Institute of the Mystic’s garden. In your hands, you carried a paper bag that you have brought with you. Previously, you asked Ren to let you go back to your class first to pick something up on the way to the garden.

     Because it was quite a hot day, you and Ren decided to stop at a gazebo in the garden to take shelter from the scorching sunlight. Ren leaned against the fence of the gazebo. "Now, we're alone."

     You stood in front of him, both hands still holding the paper bag.

     “What are you doing here all of a sudden? Did you really miss me like what Scarle said?” he asked, lowkey interrogating you.

     “O-one of the reasons is that, yes,” you stuttered, shades of pinks reappearing.

     But apparently, Ren was much more surprised than you. “Oh,” he shortly responded.

     You didn't expect to get a short response like that. You looked up to see him. "What's wrong?" you asked innocently.

     “N-nothing…” Now, it was his turn to blush. He raised his hand to cover half of his face. "And the other reasons?" he asked, still hiding his blush.

     You didn't buy it and took a step closer to him. "My liege, are you sure you're okay? Your face is red.”

     "I told you, it's nothing." Ren slightly raised his voice. "Moreover, why are you answering my question with another question?"

     "Ah, I'm sorry." Not wanting to angering him more, you stepped back. "I deeply apologize, Prince."

     "It's fine," Ren sighed, managing to regain his composure. "And stop calling me with my honorifics, will you?"

     Realizing your mistake, you nodded. "Alright Ren."

     "That's more like it. Now, back to the question again, why are you here?”

     Before you answered, you were silent for a moment. "It's... almost your birthday, so the Star River must be so much more beautiful than usual," you answered his question with the truth. You lifted your gaze to his eyes and confirmed, "That's the real reason why I'm here."

     Ren fell silent for a moment. Surprised, confused, touched, and many other feelings mixed together. "What...?”

     “I scoped a bit of the stars streams and put it in a clear jar. I intended to gift this to you.” You lifted the paper bag you had been carrying and handed it to him. “I think it would be a shame if you missed this year’s Star River scene. I don't want our annual ritual of watching the Star River on your birthday to suddenly be cut off.”

     The alien boy was speechless. You, taking some streams of stars from the Star River and put in a jar, just so he can witness it this year too? You're crazy, was what Ren thought. However, he still accepted the paper bag that you previously handed him.

     Ren opened the paper bag and took out its contents. He held up a jar filled with twinkling silver stars. Despite the fact that there weren't many of them and the light of day still illumined the world, the radiance in the jar gave off a light so bright that Ren had to slightly squint his eyes.

     The jar filled with stars streams was like a mini version of the real treacherous river spilling on the dark outer space. Ren was stunned as if he fell in love for the first time again, no matter how many times he saw it … Just like when he was with you.

     “Wow…” was the only word he could utter, blue eyes still on the shining stars inside the jar.

     Without realizing it, tears started welling up and falling down his cheeks. You were surprised. “Ren!” You took a step to him, wanting to make sure he wasn't hurt by the sudden burning or electrocution of the stars inside the jar.

     How long had he been away from his home planet that he had almost forgotten the beautiful scenery of the Star River, a view that no other planet or galaxy had. Longing suddenly washed over his heart and mind, making him cry without he realizing it.

     “Ah, I'm sorry…” Ren mumbled, hastily wiped his tears. "I-I bet this will look prettier in the dark." Ren who tried to divert the topic failed because he couldn't stop his cries. "Hells, why am I like this?"

     You who then understood his feelings smiled softly. The figure of the so-called deadly, cold-hearted Alien Prince who is feared by many entities on the vast never-ending space was now crying in front of you, lowering his guard recklessly.

     “Oh, Ren…” you cooed, taking a step forward to him. You helped him wipe the tears as you could only smile, hearing him sob. “It's been a while since the last time I saw my beloved prince cry. This humble aide of yours forget. Was it when you were a child and fell into the Mist Pools on the Western Star?”

     “Shut up,” he cracked, trying to stop you from snitching on him.

     That was another story. Something suddenly caught your attention when you wiped Ren's tears. “So pretty…” you mumbled to yourself, but Ren could still hear you. You stared deep into his teary diamond orbs. You gently stroked his cheeks, while Ren cupped one of your hands. "I can see the Star River reflected in your eyes when you're crying."

     “Now I know the reason why you were born when Star River was at its brightest,” you continued. "You and river resonate with each other."

     “[Y/N], next year…” Ren's grip on your hand suddenly tightened, but it didn't hurt you, instead it felt comforting. "Next year, let's watch the Star River again together, just the two of us, on my birthday. I won't miss it again.”

     You nodded and smiled softly at him. "Of course, we will definitely do that. But for now, I want to enjoy your birthday here with you, Ren, with the people you met on this very earth.”

     Ren pulled you into his arms. “Thank you … Thank you so much,” he whispered to your ear shakily. "You gave me the most beautiful gift I could ever ask."

     In his arms, you muttered, "I should be the one who thank you, my liege," you once again called him with his honorific. “Thank you for being as you are. Happy birthday.”

     The lights of the stars in the jar you gave Ren radiate so far it could be seen from Ren's and Scarle's class where the others were still there. Unbeknownst to the two aliens, Aster leaned against and gazed out the window, watching them seriously.

     He witnessed everything, from the first time you and Ren stepped your foot into the institute’s garden to the moment Ren pulled you into his arms. “Interesting. Ren can cry too apparently," he chuckled.

     “Aster…?” Scarle asked, noticing Aster's gaze out the window. "What's wrong?"

     As a celestial being who had lived for a million of years, he had witnessed countless stars collide. Some must collide and even destroy each other. However, there are some who manage to align perfectly and unite.

     Aster smirked, but his gaze was very gentle. “Nothing,” he answered Scarle's question. “And the stars do align. Finally.” -----[FIN].

Star River Descending Fiction by Author Xandra March, 2023

#xandraspalace_arc #xandraspalace #nijisanji #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji en x reader #ren zotto #ren zotto x reader #iluna #iluna x reader

[dania-otaku12]

Getting depressed because of otome games...

1. Love and deepspace

2. Mr. Love: queen's choice

3. Tears of themis

These 3 games are going to bring me a lot of anxiety.

Lnds not yet very dark, but the myths and every character backstory really make me suffer.

Mlqc... This game is literally depressed itself. The main story, with all conflicts in EN server. I just hope everything is going to be ok. I love this game so much that i willingly get back to this game after few times dropping this game. I just can't leave this game, especially my dear Victor.

Tears of themis. My fav. But the main story... I only saw red flags everywhere. Don't make me lose hope in every boy especially Artem.

HONORABLE MENTION: Life Makeover. This can also be considered as otome despite it focus on dress up unlike the other otome games. This one is really wholesome. No red flags so far, literally just solving the mystery with the help of the boys!

#mlqc #tears of themis #love and deepspace #life makeover

[snowheartsz]

do you have a link for the mlqc heartbeat asmr?? or what I should Google search?? (it's for science anansjdnwkdk)

LOLOL DW!! ITS A KIRO ASMR!!! (the only video on YouTube of it has a title + subtitles in another language that I honestly don’t recognize but here’s the link!! it’s the en dub but I’m sure you could find the others somewhere I just have this link on speed dial for. reasons)

pls be aware it is INSANE like I was fucking WEAK IN THE KNEES!!!! ITS INSANE SEND HELP!!!! also in it he has his old va so even better!!

the heartbeat starts at around ~8:04 (or at least that’s when he mentions it) but I recommend listening to the whole thing because he FUCKING READS LOVE POETRY TO YOU LIKE. MY MAN!!!!!

ALSO THERES ANOTHER THING (date, not asmr) WHERE HE LITERALLY TALKS ABT UR HEARTRATE RAISING IN THE PRESENCE OF HIM BUT I CANNOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME FIND THE ENGLISH NAME??? ITS SMTH TO DO WITH A MOVIE SO KNOW THAT EXISTS!!

#kiro will be the DEATH of me #mr love kiro #mlqc kiro #mr love queen's choice #otome game #heartbeat #cardiophilia #cardiophile #heartbeats #fast heartbeat

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

I LOVE YOU IN EVERY UNIVERSE

🐰: “Please take me with you... whether to darkness or to death.”

🐱: “You are my eternity.”

– [Eternal Date, 永生之约]

🐱: “Regardless of whether it is god or mortal, neither is free from restrictions. It just depends on whether that shackle is something one accepts of their own accord.”

🐰: “Let it be known that I’m yours forever.”

– [Intimate Date “绾合之约”, Scorching Gaze Date]

🐰: “Heaven, Demon Kingdom, island floating in the air, or other nooks and crannies of the world... no matter where you go, I’ve always wanted to be together with you.”

🐱: “Then stay with me forever.”

– [Caresses Of Lights Date, 拂光之约]

🐱: “No matter what world, we always meet, and I’m destined to be drawn to you.” ✧||✧ “Listen to me, I’ll not return to a world without you in it.”

🐰: “I only want to be your dummy, and live the most ordinary, mundane of lives.” ✧||✧ “Victor, if you really disappear... I will accompany you to be forgotten by this world together. [monologue] Victor... we once traversed countless timelines and futures, returning to each other’s arms. If everything must obliterate in time, akin to dust scattering into the wind... then thank goodness we still have our final promise.”

– [S1 CH 24, CH 36, CH 37, CH 36]

“Il y a deux choses ne se peuvent cacher, l'ivresse et l'amour – There are two things that can’t be concealed. Intoxication and Love.”

– [Victor, Scorching Gaze Date, 灼目之約]

— “我爱李泽言!” [MC, Glass Boat Date Call, 玻璃船之约]

–

P.S. 🐱 refers to Victor and 🐰 refers to MC~

—•—°—•—°—•—°—•—°—•—°—•—

#guess what popped into my head the instant dr strange said that line skfsk *ALSO WAILS AT THOSE DATING UNIVERSE PHOTOS IN THE CH 37 CG* ಥ‿ಥ #the last line in Chinese means “I love Victor!” and MC really uses the term “爱-(love)” –not 喜欢(like) /珍爱 (cherish) which EN tends to— #translate as “Love” :> In terms of feelings “爱” carries much much much way much more heavier weight~ 🥺❤️ #P.S.(2): some of the quotes are different from the global server releases cause for this post I chose to translate from the CN script- :> #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mr love victor #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #love and producer #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #mlqc cn

[dark-frosted-heart]

NA/EU server

0117508613

And good to know that the CN voices are available for For All Time EN/Lovebrush Chronicles

*stare hard at MLQC*

#alkaid voiced by zhao lu #but why does he look like otto/luo cha

[cheri-translates]

[CN] Qixi E-mails

[ GAVIN ]

Title: Sending Regards

I’ve asked a special paper plane to bring you well-wishes. Open the window a little later and it should arrive punctually with the wind.

[ KIRO ]

Title: Print and Dye

In all of the Qixi customs that I want to experience today, there’s one that I’d like to do most! I trust that Miss Chips is ready too. Shall we print colours belonging to us on each other?

[ LUCIEN ]

Title: Praying for Good Fortune

I find myself wanting to believe in all the prayers related to “you” and “us”, and I can’t help but look forward to them coming true. For instance, living together for many years and having blissful happiness.

[ SHAW ]

Title: Traditions

In order to promote traditions and culture, and to enhance good traditions, let’s walk around the outdoor Qixi gathering. I heard that there are a number of new things this year. This is a show of respect to customs, not that I’m specially commemorating the festival.

[ VICTOR ]

Title: List

I’ve seen your Qixi wish list. There are too many plans and too many ideas. Your wishes are too complicated and can’t be approved. But the one which states that you want to spend the entire day together can be fulfilled.

#mlqc #mlqc cn #I doubt these will come to EN so I'm not tagging this as a spoiler!

[xxsycamore]

I posted 261 times in 2022

That's 16 more posts than 2021!

187 posts created (72%)

74 posts reblogged (28%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@xxsycamore

@kissmetwicekissmedeadly

@voltage-vixen

@chaosangel767

@ikemenlibrary

I tagged 176 of my posts in 2022

Only 33% of my posts had no tags

#ikemen vampire - 51 posts

#ikevamp - 48 posts

#ikemen revolution - 44 posts

#ikemen prince - 39 posts

#ikerev - 39 posts

#xxsycamore askbox - 38 posts

#ikepri - 37 posts

#ikemen sengoku - 28 posts

#ikesen - 23 posts

#ikeseries - 21 posts

Longest Tag: 92 characters

#that's why i prefer posting previews when everything is finished and ready to be posted haha

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

TUMMY KISSY! ✨

Now that All for Love gacha came to Ikevamp EN it was the perfect time for me to finish this! Yes, I'm still not over his exposed, kissable tummy on the official art :') and I know it can't be just me

244 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

#4

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248 notes - Posted January 28, 2022

#3

Be my Valentine - A Valentine's Day themed content creation challenge

Hello everyone! This fandom event is a collaboration between me and the lovely @chaosangel767 . Together we organized a little something to celebrate the upcoming holiday of love! 

This is a content creation challenge that uses a list of 14 prompts. This is not limited to writers, so you may join with any form of art!  

Targeted towards but not limited to otome fandoms. (IkeSeries; ToT; MLQC; MysMe; Voltage; Obey me!; Love Unholyc, etc.) 

The challenge takes place from February 1st to February 14th. Remember not to stress over posting dates and do only as many as you wish! We’re doing this for fun :) 

@chaosangel767 Will create a masterlist featuring all works as well as their creators. The deadline is March 6th, 5 pm GMT.

The masterlist will be posted between March 7th and March 9th.

When creating your works, you can use the tag #be my valentine content creation challenge for others to find it. Additionally, you may tag us in your posts so we can find them easily when making the masterlist! Posting to other sites is fine as well, as long as you mention the challenge and its creators.

Any additional rules are up to the content creators. The genre and rating of your works is up to you as long as you mark your nsfw content accordingly. You’re totally free to take requests using this list. 

You can always come and ask additional questions if you have any! I’m currently not taking requests, I’ll let you know when I plan to do that soon. 

Happy creating! 

[ Under the cut you will find the 14 prompts in a blank format. ]

Feb 1st - "Of course I figured it out. You were always giving me that love-struck gaze."

Feb 2nd - Chocolate baking date goes wrong

Feb 3rd - "Again with my clothes?" "They smell like you."

Feb 4th - Surprising them with way more roses than expected

Feb 5th - "I made you miss me. I want to make up for that."

Feb 6th - Comparing hand sizes and blushing immediately after

Feb 7th - "You're so clingy today. I love it."

Feb 8th - A (not so) anonymous love letter

Feb 9th - "Aren't you tired yet?" "Of you? Never."

Feb 10th - "How many different ways should I show you I love you?"

Feb 11th - Dancing with each other while no one is around

Feb 12th - "Waking up next to you is the best decision I've ever made."

Feb 13th - Finding a new tradition for Valentine's Day

Feb 14th - "No matter what anyone says, you're perfect for me."

260 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

#2

𝗗𝗜𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘, 𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 - an Alternative Universe (AU)-based Otome Content Creation Challenge

Brought to you by me and the amazing @queengiuliettafirstlady, this content creation challenge is a week-long exploration of the trope Alternative Universe!

→ GENERAL RULES

Works of all forms are welcome! Fanarts, fanfics, headcanons,...whatever your heart desires.

Limited to otome fandoms - IkeSeries (Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Revolution, etc.); Tears of Themis; Obey me!; Mr Love: Queen's Choice; Light and Night; Voltage games; Mystic Messenger and others, as well as Visual Novel otomes.

This challenge takes place between June 13th and June 19th, 2022. The deadline for posting your works is June 25th (up until midnight, UTC+2).

On June 26th @queengiuliettafirstlady will publish a masterlist enlisting all works linked along with their creators. Don't hesitate to contact us if your work was done within the deadline but wasn't featured in the masterlist. Or, if you prefer not to be featured on the masterlist at all!

When posting your works, use the tag #different universe same love ccc - you can as well tag @xxsycamore and @queengiuliettafirstlady in your posts! It will help us find your work easier!

Posting to other sites is allowed - as long as you mention the challenge and its creators.

Reblogs are appreciated!

→ CONTENT RULES

This challenge uses a total of 14 prompts, two for each day. You're free to create a work based on whichever one you like more for that day. You can also create works for both prompts, and you can also mix the two prompts into one work! Whatever suits you :) You can create more than one work for the same prompt, too!

You can find the list of prompts on the banner above, as well at the bottom of this post.

Under the cut you will also find a short explanation of each prompt, just in case there is anything unclear about them.

Any additional rules are up to the content creators. You are free to choose the rating (make sure to mark your NSFT works accordingly, and if you're minor, make sure not to engage/interact with such!), you're just as free to choose the genre (the challenge's main focus is romance, but it is not obligatory for your work to be of such genre), all characters and ships are up to you (OCs, character x MC, character x character, etc.)

You're free to take requests from your audience using this list, again please make sure to mention the challenge and its creators.

This blog is not taking requests for this challenge, unless I state otherwise later on!

You're absolutely free to post your works for this challenge after its deadline, June 25th - but please know that they won't be featured in the masterlist!

The final and most important rule is to have fun and not pressure yourself about full completion of the challenge. Do only as many works as you wish and you can! :)

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261 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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305 notes - Posted September 5, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #Challenges and napo that's a successful year for xxsycamore