#mlqc kiro date

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[CN] Kiro's Sound Waves Mind's Quest (Pt. 1)

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

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

Note: This date explores some very suggestive themes, so if you do not meet the game's required 17+ age rating, I'd suggest to avoid reading this date.

Highly recommended that you read Kiro's R&S: Youthhood, R&S: Stunning Young Idol as well as his New Palpitations Date before engaging with the date!

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[PART 1]

Woooah---

The spotlight shines to the beat of the drums, and thousands of people in the audience cheer.

Under the beam, Kiro raises his hand, the silver pick hovering over the strings of the electric guitar with a slight difference. In an instant, the world seems to freeze, and all eyes are on him.

And after he turns his head and smiles at me, he sweeps it down hard with his right hand.

The sharp melody surges from the speakers, and I automatically step to the beat, playing the corresponding rhythm on the keys.

The keys of the keyboard and the strings of the guitar tacitly collide with each other, causing the audience to scream again and again.

In such a thrilling and electrifying world, all happiness and noise can be released here unscrupulously.

Under the surging sound waves, Kiro jumps along with everyone, and the fingertips flying across the strings gradually approach its climax.

His blond hair sways wildly to the music, and the smooth lines of his muscles grow tighter with the ever-accelerating rhythm.

As the amplitude of the sound waves grows louder and louder, he presses his entire back against my own, and using him as support, I hotly press up against him.

The sound of the strings and our breaths intertwine until the melody is pushed to its climax. I stop my hands in an instant and give an air shot to the person who was paying the most attention.

Bam! - the passionate tail sounds bloom loudly into the night, instantly extinguishing all the lights.

-

Panting, I return backstage, but as soon as I turn around, I'm met with a pair of deep eyes.

I take a step forward, wanting to say something, but he grabs me and kisses me in the darkness.

The sounds of the encore rise and fall, but I have no time to care about such things. I just tighten my grip on the front of his guitar strap and demand for more.

The friction between our clothing and the strings makes a fine sound, as if continuing the music in another subtle way.

Our heated and soft breaths cause me to slowly slide to the ground, and he squats down with me, pressing one of his hand against the wall and deepening the kiss.

Most of my oxygen is instantly sucked away. Everything spins, and strange light spots keep dancing in front of my eyes.

Those lights become more and more ethereal, slowly enveloping the world in a layer of white gauze, and the breeze blows through, making the scenery outside the window faintly visible.

Window...?

-

I turn my head in confusion, and see a touch of gold reflected in my eyes. That familiar face is sound asleep, the corners of his lips curled up as if was immersed in a sweet dream.

MC: ...Ah.

My consciousness gradually returns and my cheeks suddenly burn up - was everything just a dream?

While I busy myself trying to cool them down with the back of my hand, the person beside me seems to wake up and hug me.

Kiro: [sleepily] Good morning... mm, why didn't Cello come to step on the quilt today...? And Apple Box hasn't licked me either...

He pats the spot behind him in confusion, as if calling the two little ones to come over.

Seeing this man be even more confused than I was, I chuckle and caress his face.

MC: Wake up. Did you forget that we landed in Los Angeles at midnight? We're in the hotel right now.

Not long ago, Kiro's new album was nominated for the Best Pop Vocal Album by the WMAs. Considering the fact that the award ceremony was close to the Spring Festival, we arrived in Los Angeles early with the intent of taking a vacation to celebrate the New Year.

Kiro: ...Oh yeah, I was pretty sleepy. [Yawns] So, how did you sleep last night?

MC: Really well. So well that I even had a beautiful....

As soon as the words leave my mouth, the sound of our gasps suddenly comes to my mind and I quickly change my description with a blush on my face.

MC: I had a very magical dream.

MC: I dreamed that we were performing on stage together... You were the guitarist, while I was the keyboard player!

MC: The audience kept shouting for an encore. During the performance, they thought we were the most popular band in the world~

Kiro's eyes widen and he moves a little closer to me.

Kiro: Then what?

MC: And then we walked off the stage, and then, and then it was over...

While its true that dreams are usually blurry, this one is so vivid that it gradually overlaps with the person in front of me, making me feel hot all over.

Kiro: Over?

MC: Over!

Kiro: [chuckles teasingly] MC, did you know you're really bad at lying? Your eyes are wandering and your face is as red as an apple. Usually when you get like this, it means...

The hand touching his chin pauses, and Kiro comes closer to me, a wicked smile on his face.

Kiro: Did I possibly kiss you in your dream?

MC: ...!

His straightforward answer makes me want to crawl under the quilt, but he latches onto my head first and buries it into his chest, laughing.

Kiro: [with lilting laughter] Okay, I'll stop teasing you now. Can you tell me more about your dream? For example, what songs did we sing? And did you enjoy being in a band with me?

MC: Of course I enjoyed it, and I remember the song we sang was also really nice, something like hum--hum hum--

The melody on my lips slowly becomes clearer and smoother, and we both seem to realize something, each of us staring at each other with wide eyes.

Kiro: Isn't that "Wonderful Day"?

MC: Ah... Now I know why I had this dream!

I excitedly pick up my phone and unlock the screen, automatically playing the video I hadn't finished watching before going to bed--

The video shows a practice room lit up by the afterglow of the sun, and a blond boy is sitting on the ground, holding a guitar and humming a tune.

His tight-fitting pure white long sleeves shirt makes him look a little thin, and his face beneath his forehead also possesses the unique innocence of his youth.

As if he was practicing, he sang acapella without accompaniment, but his singing was filled with the sounds of friction due to the old recording equipment at the time.

Even so, the passion and purity can clearly be seen in those eyes.

This was Kiro, an 18-year-old member of a start-up band, and this scene appears in this MV in the form of a memoir.

MC: Although I've searched for various old videos of yours, this is my first time seeing you practice behind-the-scenes.

MC: So I couldn't help but watch it a few more time. I didn't expect it to end up in my dream though~

As I say this, I think of something and point at the drum set behind "him" and the electric guitar on the floor.

MC: But why are you the only one practicing? Where are your bandmates?

Kiro: ...I can't remember. Maybe they hadn't come over yet, so I was just casually practicing while I waited for them.

MC: Oh, but I remember one of your bandmates' name was Pen?

He startles, as if he didn't expect me to still remember the person he'd just mentioned in passing.

Kiro: Mm, he was the guitarist for our band.

MC: Oh~ Then tell me in secret - who was better at playing the guitar, you or him?

Catching on to my teasing, he playfully raises his eyebrows in turn.

Kiro: There's no need to ask. I was the all-rounder of the band. I was just doing my duty as the lead singer so as to not steal everyone else's limelight.

MC: Wow... how bold. Your former bandmates would be furious if they knew about this.

I grin and lean on his chest, playing with the buttons of his pajamas.

MC: But this MV just reminded me that there must be many "treasures" from the past waiting for me to discover.

I pause and selfishly confess.

MC: After all, some people say that dreams are another parallel universe. So, I'll keep digging out more "materials".

MC: That way, I'd have more stories to experience with you from that time~

There is a chuckle that comes from above my head, and he takes my fingertips and kneads them absentmindedly.

Kiro: Then this treasure hunter should work hard. Maybe she'll be able to find... a super rare treasure that even I forgot about.

MC: I'll definitely work hard, but before I can gain anything new--

MC: I plan to listen to your album a few more times. Maybe I'll be able to continue my dream tonight!

MC: You don't even know how happy I was in the dream. It was my first time performing on the same stage with you. And I performed so beautifully!

The more I talk, the more excited I become, and I feel my heart pounding again like it did in my dream.

Kiro suddenly leans over and looks at me intently.

Kiro: MC, don't wait for night to come. Let's form a band now.

MC: Huh?

Kiro: Don't let it just be confined to your dream. After all, no matter how good the dream is, it'll only be a tenth as good as reality.

Kiro: And if dreams really are a parallel time and space... then I'll be very jealous of the Kiro who got to be on the same stage with you.

He pauses, and the familiar "sly grievance" appears in his eyes.

Kiro: What he has, I want too.

As he speaks, he lifts the quilt and gets out of bed from the other side.

MC: Wait! Now??

MC: Although there are still some days left before the award ceremony, we still need to get our outfits fitted and meet with various directors and producers...

For a while, I can't seem to make sense of what I'm feeling, and just report the upcoming itinerary in a daze.

But Kiro comes to my side of the bed and squats down with a smile, looking at me with bright eyes.

Kiro: Of course we have to do all that stuff, but music is a magical existence.

Kiro: It never conflicts with anything.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[PART 2]

In the afternoon, we drive a rented sports car through the city.

Kiro: There used to be a very authentic American burger joint on this street, but later, the owner closed it down cause he wanted to enjoy his old age.

Kiro: And on that street, I used to feed a black stray dog, which was later on adopted by a kind-hearted grandpa.

Kiro: Yes, yes, and this is the spot where Carol failed to confess his love. Raymond was gloating about it and collapsed to the ground laughing [laughs].(LMAO I'M SO SORRY, CAROL)

The bright sun shines on every street corner and seems to allow me to peak into his past through a rearview lens.

I take pictures of the scenery one by one until I realize something and speak out of curiosity.

MC: By the way... You've been touring the world frequently since then, so wasn't it rare for you to come back here?

Kiro: Yeah, it was even rarer after I went to college. I usually went back to the Bay Area after our tours.

At that moment, Kiro parks the car and pulls me out to stand in front of an unopened shop.

Except for a few guitars displayed in the window, it was pitch dark inside. I look up again and find that it doesn't even have a store name.

MC: Hmm? Is this a music store? Or some kind of training institution? Why does it feel like its closed down...

Kiro: Well... it's considered one of the "strongholds" of our band.

Kiro: You're right in thinking that it's a music store, but it has never been open for business. You'll know when you go in and take a look.

He takes out a key, opens the door and walks in under my doubtful gaze.

-

With the sound of a switch, the room instantly lights up--

It isn't big, and everything from the floor to the cabinets is made of dark solid American retro-style wood. Various musical instruments stay in different corners as they please, but they don't look dusty and seem to be well maintained.

MC: Okay, there are a lot of musical instruments here. So many instruments, and it still isn't open for business?

Faced with my shock, Kiro bursts into laughter and reaches out his hand to brush the guitars nostalgically.

Kiro: What you see here is what we intended to use ourselves.

MC: ...Yourselves?! With so many instruments, were y'all able to use them all?

Kiro: Most of the time they'd only be used as backup or in special situations~

As if remembering the past, he vaguely lifts the corners of his lips.

Kiro: There was a time when our drummer broke his drum during a late-night rehearsal. At the time, we were in high spirits and wanted to run out immediately to find a place to repair it.

Kiro: But all the instrument stores were closed. No matter how much we wanted it, we couldn't get it fixed.

Kiro: So in order to prevent similar incidents from happening, we made a decision on the spot - we'll just simply buy a music store!

Kiro: That's how we got this "stronghold".

MC: HUH??

He smiles as he thinks about it, as if realizing now how "reckless" they were at the time.

Kiro: [chuckles] Okay, I admit that normal people wouldn't think like this.

Kiro: But we honestly thought that this idea was quite reasonable at the time, because we wouldn't have to worry about breaking stuff in the middle of night during rehearsals--

Kiro: You could just immediately grab a new one from the side and continue rehearsing seamlessly~

MC: [grinning widely] Sigh... What a bunch of music fanatics.

MC: And y'all were such "tycoons", buying music stores just because you wanted to...

As soon as I finish speaking, I realize that I seem to have touched a sore spot. The corners of his lips twitch stiffly twice.

Kiro: No, we didn't really have much income at the time, so we basically used all of my little treasury to get it.

MC: Your little treasury? What about Pen and the others?

Kiro: [pouting] Hmph... they only covered the water and electricity bills here!

MC: Hahaha, it seems like every famous individual has a past that is "unbearable to look back on"~

MC: Tell me more, tell me more!

Kiro is momentarily taken aback, and he lowers his eyes, as if caught up in a brief memory.

Kiro: Also... it feels like there's nothing special about this place. Basically, we rehearsed together, held meetings to discuss creation, or asked a nearby Chinese restaurant to deliver food for us.

Kiro: Oh, I remember there were several magazines here. A lot of our promotional pictures should be in them.

MC: Promotional pictures? No private ones?

MC: For example, when you guys went out to have fun together, didn't you secretly take "funny photos" of your friends?

Kiro stops flipping through the magazine and shrugs at me.

Kiro: That's unlikely. Aside from performances and rehearsals, we hardly ever got together.

Kiro: You'll probably have to look for it, or you could dig out one or two from my cell phone album from a few years ago.

Sensing my subtle gaze, he quickly waves his hand.

Kiro: Don't think too much about it. I've been on good terms with them and have never gotten into any fights.

Kiro: At most, there were minor disputes over music discussions, but those were more about technical matters rather than personal ones.

MC: But... it doesn't seem like you guys keep in touch anymore.

Kiro: As "former colleagues", it's normal not to be in touch, right?

MC: Huh?

Seeing my stunned expression, he smiles and leans in front of the stairs.

Kiro: How should I put this... When Mr. Lawrence formed the band with me at its center, I knew it was more than just a dream.

Kiro: It was still my job and my career, I couldn't just care about my own feelings.

Kiro: Of course, they thought so too. So naturally, we focused on creation rather than each other.

His voice is very soft, but it weighs heavily on my heart.

This isn't the band story I'd imagined it to be. It was too rational and mature, so much so that it seems to have lost the passion and purity that youth should have had.

But their band was also lucky, and in the end, stood brilliantly under the bright lights.

Kiro knew very well where he needed to go and what he had to pay for it, so he made those regrets, big and small, seem too insignificant.

But... passion isn't just for the youth, is it?

Free adults could also grab a hold of it.

With that thought, I stretch out my hand towards him and smile brightly.

MC: Hello, lead singer, let's formally get to know each other.

MC: I'm the keyboardist of our band - MC. I'm going to be relying on you to guide me.

Kiro is left stunned for a moment. He then tightly holds my hand and raises a smile that was even more dazzling than my own.

Kiro: Hello, but I would like to remind this keyboardist that you're also responsible for the harmony.

MC: Huh? Will I be able to handle it..? After all, I haven't practiced the piano in a long time...

Seeing me suddenly get nervous and stiff, he gently shakes my shoulders.

Kiro: Relax-- Although a band sounds like a professional team doing many things, it is essentially a place where everyone gets together to play music.

MC: Then do you have any piano practice sheets? I want to warm up and move my fingers.

As I say this, I walk to the bookshelf nearby to rummage through. However, the person behind me laughs and pulls me back.

Kiro: Let's not do that. I need to help you relax. So why don't you say hello to them first?

Kiro pulls me to a piano and stars playing from behind me.

He plays softly and slowly, like a sleeping kitten rolling around in the sunshine, wrapping itself up with a flick of its tail.

Unknowingly... I seem to turn into that kitten, leaning peacefully into his arms.

Gradually, he removes his fingertips from the keyboard and gives me complete room on the instrument.

I can't help but raise my hand and continue the melody at will. Amidst the light and flying notes, I meet those smiling eyes.

MC: I didn't expect to meet "Teacher Flower" again after such a long time. And his teaching methods are still just as effective.

As if he hasn't heard that title for so long, Kiro chuckles, walks to my side, and leans down slightly.

Kiro: Then, Miss Chips, do you wish to give "Teacher Flower" a reward? So that I can be more-- [sharp muffled inhale].

Before he can finish saying what he wants to, I smile and kiss him.

The music stops and is gradually replaced by our hearts beating. His hands slowly tighten around my waist and he deepens the kiss.

It's slow, lingering, laced with a hint of fruit candy.

I have a hunch that our band will be the sweetest.

-

After playing with the other instrument for a while, I look at Kiro belatedly.

MC: Wait, we don't have a band name yet. That should be the first step to forming a band!

Following my words, his eyes grow distant, as if in thought, and finally land on a blackout curtain--

Seems that, due to the passing of the years, the curtains have several tears and small holes. But they still are able to let the sunlight slip in and sprinkle a little "starlight".

Kiro: How about calling it Twinkle?

MC: Huh? Is it that simple?

Seeing him nod seriously, I smile and return to the piano again, playing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star".

MC: Then this can be used as our "theme song"~

Kiro: Yeah, but since we're going to be an awesome band, there can be a little more variety to it.

Kiro picks up the guitar at his feet and skillfully strums the strings.

Once the cheerful "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" variation ends, I tentatively blink at him.

MC: How about it?

I thought that I would get some compliments, but instead he smiles and shakes his head.

Kiro: There is indeed nothing wrong with the pitch and rhythm, but we're here to play music, not take an exam or perform at a concert.

Kiro: Can you relax a little more? Don't be music's best student, be its best friend.

MC: I...

Seeming to sense my confusion, he smiles and pinches my face.

Kiro: Don't worry, "Teacher Flower" is here. I'll definitely have a way to get you completely immersed in the world of music.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

[PART 3]

In the span of the next few days, Kiro does not seem to have thought of a solution.

Seeing as we were in no hurry, we went along with our original plans of designing outfits and having dinner with some people in the industry who had made prior appointments with us.

In our spare time, we would go back to the "music store" to practice, and even put a mattress in the attic for us to lie on at any time.

MC: ...Why am I still getting it wrong even after practicing for so long?

Looking at the black and white keys in front of me, I pout and tap on them twice.

Kiro: You seem very depressed, Miss Chips. Would you like me to help you?

The joking inquiry comes from the attic, accompanied by the creaking sound of wooden boards. I turn around and find Kiro leaning on the armrest, a smile on his face.

MC: Very much so... I had originally intended to get an early start and relieve you of some of the pressure.

MC: But I realized that music arrangement and theory are much too difficult for me.

Kiro: I admit that they are difficult, but why do you need to master them?

The dazzling lights of a car happen to pass by the window, causing me to blink in a daze.

MC: Because... I want to make that dream a reality and have an awesome performance with you.

Kiro: [in mock despair] Oh, I've done it now. It seems that I've unknowingly infected you with my perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Although he says this, he approaches me with a smile and leans down to look at me.

Kiro: Usually you tell me to do one thing at a time, but that doesn't seem to apply to you.

MC: I...

Taking note of my stunned expression, he unconsciously caresses my cheek with his fingertips.

Kiro: It doesn't matter. I'm going to give you a doze of "strong medicine".

His left hand that he had kept hidden behind his back suddenly comes forward and sways something in front of my eyes. Upon closer inspection, I realize it is a bottle filled with wine.

MC: ...Is that wine??

MC: Is this your way of helping me relax? By getting me drunk?

Kiro: Don't worry, it won't do anything to upset your stomach. This is a wine I specially concocted to get you drunk at most.

I take a whiff and smell the sweet and fruity aroma, but finding it too strong for me, I quickly shake my head.

MC: No no no...

MC: I have no idea what I'll do once I get drunk. It would be bad if I just played things at random.

Kiro: So what if you did? Who said that music has to have a standard answer?

He walks to the table nearby and takes out two glasses, slowly pouring the wine into them.

Kiro: As a musician, I promise you - as long as you do it from the heart, your music will be given a soul the moment it appears.

Kiro: Think about it, when you happily play the notes, there'll be several little chips jumping in the air. How cute would that be?

I giggle and simply take the glass from him and drink it. The sweetness of citrus and the warmth of the liquid mixes together and slowly spreads throughout my chest.

MC: It's delicious. I never thought that the Kitchen Killer had the skills to be a bartender~

As soon as I finish speaking, Kiro slightly narrows his eyes and puts on a brighter smile.

Kiro: Right. But just now, this Kitchen Killer thought of adding another ingredient to the mix. That should make it a lot more delectable.

MC: What?

Kiro: What do you think about green apple?

As he finishes speaking, he takes a sip of the wine in his hand, then bends down and kisses me.

His breath and the wine come at the same time, and caught off guard, I subconsciously grab the lapel of his clothes.

Kiro triumphantly raises his eyebrows, then grabs a hold of my waist, and forces me to stand up and get closer to him.

Then he goes deeper and deeper, his lips and tongue intertwining with mine over and over again, along with his scorching breaths as he gently bites me.

I subconsciously raise my head to take in the air outside, but he gently latches onto the back of my neck, and forces me to look directly into those eyes.

I feel like I'm being dragged into a whirlpool by the deep sea. Helplessly, I cling to his neck and "complain" in a low voice.

MC: ...You stingy fellow, you won't even let me get in a word with you.

Kiro: [softly] Is it? Obviously, I just want to you to get a taste of the improved flavor.

MC: Lies, where is the green apple flavor?

Kiro: Well, I just finished one candy, and it was green apple flavored. You must not have been looking seriously just now. Look again carefully.

He lowers his head and takes another sip of the wine, once again taking up all of my breath.

As if he really wishes for me to taste that tangy flavor, his dexterous tongue circles around in my mouth, leaving indelible traces.

The lack of oxygen quickly causes the alcohol to diffuse into the air, leaving my body feeling hot all over as I weakly cling to his shoulders.

MC: B-But just... don't forget what we're going to do tonight...

I softly beg for mercy, but all I receive is Kiro's low laughter. He then hugs me and sits down on the piano bench.

Kiro: [chuckles] Of course I haven't forgotten tonight's plan of relaxing and enjoying everything... whether it be music or happiness.

I am unable to see his expression clearly, but from the brisk tone of his voice, I can tell he is smiling happily.

He reaches out his hand from behind me and gently touches the black and white keys.

Kiro: As long as we combine notes one after another, we can create the world.

Kiro: Such as sunshine... forests... flowers...

Kiro: Or a house... a chimney... a clothes rack...

At this instance, he pauses, raises his hand by half an inch and hovers it over the keys.

Kiro: Of course, the most important thing is-- Kiro and MC...

As soon as he finishes his sentence, the world becomes quiet and a chord blooms into my ears.

His hands jumps around the keyboard, the brisk notes converging into particles of light and shadow in my mind, like the sunlight swaying amongst the shadows of the trees.

The atmosphere becomes light and fluttery, luring people to get closer to these lights and shadows, and run with them.

So I get out from under his arms and pick up the guitar beside him, strumming the strings with a grin as he looks at me, amazed.

MC: I can create anything, right?

Kiro: Of course. You are the master of this world.

After saying that, he starts playing along with me, playing a melody as light as stepping on the clouds.

I immediately shake my head, then bend my knees and strum the guitar vigorously.

MC: No, no, I don't want clouds, I want us to roll on the lawn--

Taking note of my unhesitant request, he raises his eyebrows slightly and plays a burst of warm and playfully skipping notes, making the countless blades of grass bend down.

Kiro: Then I want the sun to rain.

As he speaks, he tilts his body to the high-pitched area, and quickly moves two keys with his fingertips. The patter of sounds fills the air.

MC: But we don't plan on taking shelter from the rain, because...

I deliberately stop strumming for a beat and wink at Kiro.

MC: We haven't had enough fun~

My body starts to dance to the increasingly cheerful melody, as if I was gleefully letting go of all my inhibitions, and I am unable to stop myself from bending down and rubbing against the tip of his nose as I pluck the strings of the guitar.

Waves of heat steam across my face, but also tempt me to indulge in this even more brazenly.

Kiro's forehead is also wet with a fine layer of sweat, and something seems to shine in his naked eyes.

Our breathing gets faster and faster as the notes flow within the melody in a simple and profound manner, making our emotions a bit explicit and leaving our mouths dry.

At some point, the intertwining sun and rain seem to stop, leaving only a lingering pattering of sounds in the air.

However, our souls still seem to be connected. I slowly put down the guitar and walk forward, following my heart's desire, and finally come to a stop in front of Kiro.

The dim yellow chandelier sways in the wind, causing the light in those blue eyes to flicker again and again.

I don't think I've ever been as exposed to him than I am in this moment. And the same can be said about him.

And just as I'm about to give in to my desire to kiss him, he lifts my chin first, and a burning hot temperature follows suit.

I drown in that deep sea all at once as I unabashedly wrap my arms around his neck to absorb the oxygen that I longed for.

But this doesn't seem to satisfy him. His scorching breath lingers on every contour of my body, and the constant numbness makes me impatiently bite his neck.

His muffled groan falls into my ears and is then followed by his palms, grasping a hold of my thighs and picking me up.

I instantly lose my center of gravity and am unable to keep myself from opening my eyes and meeting that ravenous gaze.

Kiro: There's one more thing I forgot to tell you.

Kiro: Anything that makes a sound... can be turned into a melody.

As he says this, he lays me down on the table beside me, and then kisses me hard.

He specifically picks out those sensitive spots and rubs them all over, as if wanting to amplify my senses to the limit.

The sounds of hair brushing against the wooden table, the sound of paper sticking to the skin, and the rustling sounds of a plug being pulled all fall clearly into my ears, stirring up a numbing ripple.

They sultrily and ambiguously meld together, playing a secret melody.

Kiro: [whispers sexily] Do you hear this song that can only belong to you and me?

His voice is hoarse and the corners of his narrow eyes are slightly red, obviously stained with desire.

I see myself in his eyes as though I have intertwined myself with him.

Kiro: [in a breathy voice x1] ...Why do I still feel like something's not enough?

MC: ...Even if you ask that, I still...

Our words are muffled between our lips and teeth, and the sounds mix together, making everything feel comfortable. He suddenly smiles and unconsciously moves a little closer to me.

Kiro: [x2] Then let's not stop this song.

As he speaks, he laces his fingers through the gaps between mine and presses them together on the table. Then, he leans forward and kisses me.

The lights on the ceiling intertwine with his figure, blurring my vision from time to time.

Kiro: [voice almost TREMBLING from the passion] I would also like to add more of your voice.

——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——

Part 2: Here

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[lithopsy]

I made a spreadsheet with links to every single MLQC date/mind quest (including CN content that hasn’t been released globally yet)! there are still some that i wasn’t able to find, but almost everything is there! if you find something I’m missing or notice an error, please let me know <3

#mlqc #mr love queens choice #love and producer #lovepro #gavin mlqc #lucien mlqc #kiro mlqc #victor mlqc #li ziyan #xu mo #bai qi #kilou zhou #mr love #mlqc dates #lithopsy #pdbutterfly

[cuddletime-blog]

5 MLQC Male Leads’ Christmas Letters to MC

Dear MC,

Merry Christmas! Happy holidays. This year seems to have passed by quickly somehow too, but you’ve accomplished many things this year despite the challenges. You never cease to amaze me with your determination, creative ideas, and commitment to your work. I’m so proud of you, Miss Chips! Let’s continue to work better and make the upcoming year even more successful! Thank you for being my Muse and devoted fan/Soda. I want to write more uplifting songs to share with you and the rest of the world. Anyway, it’s Christmas so let’s enjoy the day together in our pajamas and test out all the new video games I bought for us to try. I can’t wait to just relax, eat snacks, open gifts, and spend the day talking and laughing together with you. I have planned out a night of board games as well with hot cocoa and plenty of marshmallows. Apple Box and Cello will get to see their new toys and want to play with you too.

                                               Yours Truly,

                                                       Kiro

  Dear MC,

           You have been once again formally invited to Christmas Eve dinner, Christmas Day brunch, and Christmas dinner at Souvenir this year. The holidays and special occasions you have not-so-subtlely-hinted, looked forward to, and worked towards are finally here. Keep up the progress and improvements with your proposals/reports. You can always come to me for advice no matter which troubles and predicaments you may find yourself in from time to time. We will solve and face them together. I look forward to seeing your many ideas, “surprises”, and results of your efforts. Anyway, today is not a workday so let’s see how you like the new Christmas menu. I can already imagine your gluttonous smile and inability to decide between having crepes, cinnamon rolls, and waffles for Christmas brunch. I have already prepared a special Christmas treat for Pudding as well.

                                                           Victor

   Dear MC,

I know we’ve both been so busy with work this year. Let’s go for a walk together in the park and have a Christmas picnic lunch. It will be good to get some exercise outdoors and then just relax. What I look forward to the most for the holidays is spending it together with you. One of my other plans is that I already have tickets to the amusement park too so we can have fun and take photos there. We can try out all of the different rides, see parades at night with Christmas lights, eat corndogs, cotton candy, peppermint chocolate cookies, and more. If there is anything else you want to try doing, just let me know. Sparky and I look forward to having new adventures with you any time of the year.

                                                                 Sincerely,

                                                                 Gavin

  Hey MC,

           The weather outside is actually not so bad today. How about we go to the skate park and practice some tricks? I want to see the progress you’ve made and what you’ve learned so far. You’re so fortunate to have such an amazingly talented, great teacher like me. Afterwards, we can make a hotpot feast for dinner. I wonder what silly gifts you bought for me this time. In return, I’ll teach you some new card games this year. We can also watch historical documentaries and movies and quiz each other. I bought a Christmas cake since you’ve been talking so much about how good the new items at the bakery are recently. Happy Holidays.

                                                                       Shaw

    Dear MC,

           I never had much of a reason to celebrate the holidays before, but you’ve changed my mind about them. Now, I see that the holidays are meant to be spent with those we appreciate and care about. Today, we can spend Christmas doing arts and crafts and baking cookies together. You can make whichever crafts and cookies you like. I picked out some arts and crafts guidebooks and baking cookbooks for you to bookmark and use them. I am glad we went groceries shopping for baking ingredients recently. We can also visit the new cat café that you’ve been talking about. Whichever plans you decide on, I look forward to trying them all together. The holidays seem special because of who we spend them with and how we spend them. Let’s continue to make more of these holiday memories this year and the next.

                                                                       Sincerely,

                                                                       Lucien

#mlqc #mlqc headcanons #mlqc gavin #mlqc kiro #mlqc victor #mlqc lucien #mlqc shaw #mlqc bai qi #mlqc baek gi #love and producer #evol x love #mr love queen's choice #mr love dream date #mr love gavin #mr love kiro #mr. love queen's choice #mr love victor #mr love lucien #mr love shaw #mr love: queen's choice #mlqc zhou qi luo mlqc li ze yan love and producer li ze yan #love and producer zhou qi luo #love and producer xumo #love and producer xu mo #love and producer ling xiao #mlqc ling xiao #mr. love kiro #mr. love gavin #mr. love victor #mr. love lucien

[shinydelirium]

Kiro's Perception Date Preview

My luck has always been absolutely terrible but somehow I managed to get Kiro's Alluring karma in 50 pulls😭. Couldn't wait any longer and read the date ASAP cuz that blurb was too tempting to pass up and...it was BEAUTIFULLY SMUTTY/SMUTTILY BEAUTIFUL??? Idk how to describe it and if those words even belong together (they do now) but it was definitely tastefully written. A minor spoiler: HUGE HUGE REFLECTION DATE VIBES!!! (Highly underrated date imo). Also, check out the breathtaking, gorgeous backgrounds!!! 😍🤩💖

#mlqc #kiro #mlqc kiro #mlqc cn #kiro date #mlqc spoilers #mom told me to go to bed already #but who needs sleep when there's SMUT!!!🤤 #Out of context: PUT ME IN THAT CAGE!!!

[dawnsbreaking]

One of my favorite things about MLQC is the frequent use of symbolic imagery and motifs to set scenes and center characters. I think it’s incredibly clever, considering the importance of MC’s dreams, that the dreamlike symbolism is present throughout the story. At times, in MC’s confusion of piecing events together, reading the story almost feels like a sort of dream or vision interpretation. I love how consistent these symbols are for the characters and the way conflicting or contrasting imagery is used to add depth throughout the story. Also, since the story is told through MC’s perspective, the use of imagery shows us that her perception of the world is colored by her care for the main cast. When she’s with Gavin, MC notices fluttering leaves, when she’s with Victor, time slows, when she’s with Kiro, the sun is brighter, and when she’s with Lucien, she’s more attentive to light and shadow.

Under the cut, I have written more (1400ish words more) about symbolism in MLQC and how it adds depth to Lucien's characterization in particular.

Aside from adding to the mood of the story, the symbolism can also be used to narrative effect, showing us how MC is interpreting a character’s actions or motivations.

For example, we can look at how MC sorts through her feelings about Kiro/Helios in Chapter 29. Sun imagery pervaded previous chapters that centered Kiro while moon imagery is associated with Helios. In CH29, MC uses the harmony between the sun and moon as a metaphor when she accepts that Kiro and Helios are one and the same. This adds depth to what MC is feeling about Helios and also serves to contextualize the relationship between the two identities. (Note: I just love the idea that Helios has the same “sunshine” as Kiro but that he reflects it in a subtle way rather than being overwhelmingly positive like Kiro. This dynamic is only ever implied by the imagery and symbolism but it’s so perfect.)

In particular, though, I want to talk about some of the symbolism associated with Lucien and what we can learn from the way these symbols interact with one another.

Light and Shadow

One motif that is very present when the story is focused on Lucien is the balance between light and shadow. (Note: It’s very on the nose at times but executed well, I think, so I’ll give them a pass.) This motif is introduced far before Lucien’s betrayal is ever revealed, as early as his first meeting with MC. (Note: I literally wasn’t sure when the motif was first introduced but I went back to Lucien’s first scene and SURE ENOUGH, there it is. I love how consistent the writing is in this regard. The motifs are handled so well and so intentionally.)

During Lucien’s first scene in the game, light shining in from the window obscures his face. Far ahead of the betrayal, light and shadow are symbolically playing at obscuring his identity from MC. The light/shadow motif is used at first to symbolize Lucien being duplicitous, without much hinting toward his internal struggle. Later, when it’s clear that Lucien is struggling with a choice between metaphorical “dark” desire to continue his mission and “light” of protecting MC, light is used to hint at that internal conflict. An example of this is below, from Lucien's first standoff with Victor in Chapter 11.

Notably, though, sometimes, the “light” represents MC directly while the “shadow” represents Lucien. After Lucien’s internal conflict and desire to protect MC is first touched on in Chapter 16, the two are symbolically juxtaposed by scene-settings back-to-back in the last two units of CH16. 16-24 opens with a description of Lucien’s dark, gloomy room and 16-25 opens with a description of the lamp on MC’s desk casting a bright light. (Note: MC’s Evol is also represented by light often, so I think this imagery for her works even beyond its juxtaposition with Lucien.)

The same thing happens again when MC comes back from the Eternal Winter world, Lucien’s office is described as dark and shadowy when he is alone and then it’s cast in an “ephemeral glow” as soon as MC steps into the room.

Mirrors

A large part of Lucien’s character arc is his failure to properly make sense of his own identity, this struggle is represented by mirrors/reflections. Often, mirrors are shattered or distorted, implying an added difficulty of perception.

Because of the expectations that have been put on him from a young age, Lucien is very disconnected from his own identity. Even with Black Swan set completely aside, because of his savant-like personality and inability to relate to others, Lucien doesn’t view himself as a human being. Beyond that, there is also a struggle between the two identities of “Lucien” and “Ares” implied.

I think that the answer to this struggle is MC understanding Lucien and having clarity about who he is as a person. Light reflected in mirrors represents this concept symbolically in the Mirror Painting date. (Note: I believe this date is only currently available in the CN server, I read this translation) In this date, Lucien and MC paint each other and then use mirrors to reflect light onto the painting when it’s displayed. After being painted and, therefore, symbolically seen by MC, Lucien is finally allowed to turn away from the mirrors and stop worrying about who he is. The mirrors that represent his struggle with identity are able to add depth to a beautiful image when paired with the lights that represent MC’s understanding.

Shattered and Distorted Glass

This goes hand-in-hand with the mirror motif but is worth mentioning on its own because the symbolism is slightly different. While distorted mirrors imply difficulty for Lucien to perceive himself, distorted glass implies a difficulty for others to perceive Lucien. Shattered glass also represents a fractured relationship between the identities of “Lucien” and “Ares” in a few scenes.

On the wall of the abandoned Ultima Bioresearch Lab, MC finds a quotation written on the wall from the Bible. “For now we see through a glass, darkly. The truth is projected into the hearts of men through a glass lens. It’s distorted, blurry, and one-dimensional.” (Note: I’m assuming that this verse was translated from the Chinese dialogue and not transcribed from an English Bible translation, because this is, at the very least, not a popular translation of the verse that I’m familiar with. Ironically, it’s more popular to translate “glass” here as “mirror” so there goes this whole section LMAO.)

Because of the way it’s presented, I think that this image of distorted glass represents not how MC actually perceives Lucien but, rather, how Lucien believes he perceives her. Obviously, this is also foreshadowing the betrayal so, in a way, he’s correct in asserting that she is not seeing all of him. But, on the whole, this distorted glass imagery is delivered in a way that implies the distortion more as an insecurity on Lucien’s part rather than the reality of MC’s vision.

Rainbows

Keeping with Lucien’s themes of paradox and duplicity, one of his main motifs is the appearance of rainbows, despite the fact that he is colorblind. This is, again, representative of MC’s “light” being transformative to Lucien because the rainbows appear when they are together. I think that, rather than being a symbol for Lucien alone, rainbows represent Lucien’s relationship with MC. It’s a sort of combination of MC’s light imagery and Lucien’s refraction/distortion imagery. In the right circumstances, they can create something beautiful together.

It’s also implied throughout the story that Lucien is able to see colors when he’s around MC, so he is truly only able to appreciate the beauty of rainbows when he is with her. (Note: It’s unclear how this works but I think that it’s a side-effect of his Evol mimicking hers. There’s a footage mission where it seems like Lucien has to ask MC to look at something before he can tell the color of it so I think that he is somehow able to see the world through her perspective, possibly by using her Evol to have real-time visions. Does this make sense? Who knows, but I refuse to accept it just as soulmate magic!!!!)

If you haven’t, I highly recommend reading Lucien’s “Rainbow Luck” R&S. (Note: A recording is available here!) In this story, told from the perspective of Lucien’s pen, Iridescent, MC and Lucien see a rainbow together and it’s implied that this is Lucien’s first time being able to see a rainbow because MC is there. (Note: Iridescent as a name itself is an instance of Lucien’s rainbow motif.)

(Note: Lucien's Moments also features a rainbow paperweight at Bond Level 40.)

TLDR: Imagery and symbolism are used in MLQC to imply things about the characters and their relationships with MC. In particular, with Lucien, recurring imagery is used to represent his internal conflict and his desire for love and understanding from MC. The symbolism of light and its reflection/refraction is used to great effect throughout Lucien’s story, implying a complex web of internal struggles.

#i'm so normal i'm so normal i'm so normal #lucien is literally colorblind unless he's with MC why DON'T WE TALK ABOUT THAT MORE #606.txt #mlqc #lovepro #love and producer #mr love #mr love queen's choice #mr love dream date #mldd #evol x love #mlqc analysis #lucien #lucien mlqc #lucien mr love #xu mo #xumo #xu shimon #lucien xu #kiro mlqc #gavin mlqc #victor mlqc #mr love analysis

[shuubah]

Happy birthday, Kiro!! 🎂🎉💛

Using the template officially provided, I've written my letter to the past Kiro. I could write more, if only there was more space left. 🥳

#kiro #キラ #周棋洛 #kiro mlqc #helios #helios mlqc #mr love: queen's choice #mr love: dream date #恋与制作人 #恋とプロデューサー #恋プロ #러브앤프로듀서

[mlqcdrabbledabble]

MLQC - Medieval AU ideas drabble!

We have seen the guys in medieval roles, but what if we mash them together!

- takes place during the 17th to 19th century

- the MC can have various roles like:

Being a peasant, maid or servant, who is in a lot of trouble because of her parents, or the daughter of a noble family-- who wishes not to be married off to someone she barely knows and does not love. Some ideas there.

Let's give our main guys some roles!

More below

In order of Hiarchy:

Victor

"A kingdom is nothing without the strength and faith of it's people."

He is the King, Emperor, or a Duke (duh :P)

A true king of the people-- Victor was appointed to become the King (or emperor) by the previous royal council he was apart of for many years. He had no direct claim to the throne, however, he worked hard and the concil of the people favored him. He now is at the top of the kingdom (or empire) and continues to do what is best for the kingdom and it's people.

Although he is extremely pragmatic and a bit disconnected from the problems of common folk. However, no one can deny he is extremely intelligent and given the right information-- he can solved just about any issue.

Lucien

"Knowledge is the greatest weapon one can wheld."

Royal Phasician, Apothecary or Medicene man-- also a close advisor to the King.

Eventhough they seem at odds, Lucien is one of King's closest and most trusted advisors. He is the right hand man and probably the second most (if not the most) power person in the kingdom.

Additionally he has a network of spies and knows everything there is to know about the kingdom and it's enemies. This is a man you want on your side because he knows everyone's weaknesses, and more than 101 ways to make people talk.

Gavin

"I am on the side of order and justice in a world filled with chaos."

Cheif Knight, General, Commander and advisor of the kingdom's military forces.

Extremely loyal to the crown and the complete opposite of his younger brother. He is dedicated to justice and apprehension of criminals. Though he pleaded for his younger brother to be spared when he was caught doimg criminal actitives. Which was very out of character for him to do.

Gavin lives with the fact he spoke up for his brother, and must be the one to put him down if he causes too many more issues with the kingdom.

Kiro

"I live to bring the music and soul we all have a connection to-- let it all come forward and shine."

Bard, musician, jester and voice of the people-- and a spy master.

Kiro is the most talented musician in the whole kingdom. His songs heal the broken hearted and uplift the downtrodden. Though he has a darker (hidden) side that no one suspects from such a bright and brilliant man.

He easily infultrates high class parties and other kingdom's realms with his famous performances. All the while gathering valuable information about them as well.

Shaw

"I am a freeman. Because I chose to be."

The outlaw, criminal, pirate Captian, secret agent, hunted and treasure hunter.

He had always been a trouble maker from a young age. He never out grew his criminal nature, unlike his older brother, he became a theif and a lowlife. He was captured and was going to be excuted, but his older brother pleaded for him to be spared.

Instead, he was exiled and resents his older brother for saving his life. Shaw was able to commendere a ship and crew to do piracy. He deliberately steals from the kingdom that spared him. Though he has heard there is a great treasure there... not made of gold nor silver. He will take this great treasure for his own.

Main Character (MC)

My idea is that depending on where the MC starts will affect how they interact and know our main male leads.

High-class: Knows Victor or Kiro

Princess from another Kingdom or Related to Nobility

Mid-class: Knows Victor, Gavin, Lucien or Kiro

Royal Maid

(could be bumped up to head maid or fruther, if they work hard enough ;))

Lower-class: Knows Gavin or Shaw

Villager

Criminal: Knows Shaw, Lucien, Gavin or Kiro

Theif, witch, or some other thing that's considered a severe criminal act...

Extra stuff!

Not sure if they should have evol or not...

Thinking not because they'd be hung for witch craft...

But Shaw probably be like, "yeah! give me cool lighting powers!" (That'll make him too op xP)

I want them to interact more!

Anywhoo you got any thoughts or feedback? Would love to heart it.

Cheers! (^3^)/

#mlqc #evol x love #mr love dream date #mldd #mlqc lucien #mlqc victor #mlqc gavin #mlqc kiro #mlqc shaw #alternate universe #writing ideas #brainstorm #medieval aesthetic

[banenaz]

Eyy MLQCtober time ehe

This year the we put less prompts to have more time .

Rules same as last year, just use mlqctober2022 instead. You can ofc choose whatever prompt you want from last year's mlqctober2021 .

Big thx to @victor-otherboys for designing the post ehe (go check her art on instagram it's so freaking gorgeous)

#here we go again #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mlqc victor #li zeyan #mlqc fanart #mr love victor #mlqc gavin #mr love gavin #bai qi #mlqc lucien #mlqc fanfic #mlqc kiro #mr love lucien #mr love kiro #xu mo #zhou qilou #mlqc shaw #mr love shaw #mr love dream date #ling xiao #banenaz #mlqctober2022

[cheesy09]

[CN] Kiro's Words in Blood Date Preview

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

I can be anyone.

I will weave lie after lie to keep you living in a beautiful illusion forever.

Translator: @cheesy09

🌟 Date: Words in Blood

A strange letter leads you into a copycat crime with unknown purpose. Just as the truth is about to come to light, the game's mission suddenly points in the opposite direction.... Was there a way to have both ends?

#mlqc #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc kiro #KIRO'S CARD THIS TIME IS SOOO 🔥🔥🔥 #That pre-evolved form?? kiro can step on me and I'd thank him #can't wait to see what the date is like #im a huuge fan of Sherlock holmes and i wonder if this date is based on the Copycat Murders #we'll have to wait and see

[link4eva]

Kiro’s My Heart Jumps for Joy Mind’s Quest Translation [CN]

Hello, thank you for patience! The translation of this masterpiece of a date has arrived!! 😍

💛 A few things to note before you begin reading 💛

If you haven’t seen it yet, you can find the Exclusive Radio for this date here!

This translation was done with the help of Google Translate and @keliosyfan​!

I’m going to be including links to videos about certain moves and exercises that are described/mentioned in the date if you would like a little more detail. I’ve been classically trained in ballet ever since I was 5, so I’m going to leave little tidbits here and there throughout. My bun head self was so giddy while reading through 🤩 

I am going to give a slight TRIGGER WARNING in regards to the theme of weight loss in this date. The content of the date doesn’t really revolve around this topic, but it was mentioned enough times for me to feel that I should say something about it. Having been in the dance scene, I know it can be a sensitive topic.

So without further ado, enjoy!

*Spoilers for future content below!*

[First Part]

??: Dear passengers, welcome to Loveland Airlines flight LY0521 from Loveland City to Bern…

Accompanied by the gentle broadcast sound, I quickly finished the work email. After closing the file, I click to open the top chat box–

“Hey, I’ll take off right away~”

The moment the message is sent, a typing indicator pops up with a round-headed bear bouncing around.

Kiro: “Great! See you in seventeen hours and seven minutes!”

After the message arrived, another bear popped up and blew a pink heart kiss to me.

After we “blew kisses” back and forth several times with joy, I turned on airplane mode and looked at the blue sky outside the porthole. *CUUUUUTE*

In order to star in a literary film with a professional ballet dancer as the main character, Kiro decided to go to France for further studies despite the training he had when he was young.

Because this stay is for a month, we agreed to celebrate New Year’s in France so that he could study without apprehension.  

(Flashback to MC’s bedroom)

One week ago, Kiro unexpectedly sent a message adding additional plans–

Kiro: “MC, I’m going to Bern to find the teacher who taught me back then to take ballet lessons. See you in Bern!”

(Back to present)

MC: Phew… finally arrived.

After getting off the plane, I pulled the suitcase and walked quickly to the exit while rubbing my sore shoulders.

After walking through several passages, I finally saw the pick-up area. However–

The area was densely packed with golden heads occupying my field of vision. My ability to “spot the blond at a glance” is completely lost here. *I’m hoping this is what the text meant to say. GT made it sound really strange lol*

MC: Hmm…let’s use the power of technology.

Just as I was about to take out my phone, a brown colour appeared in the corner of my eye at a distance, shaking left and right midair in the crowd.

I looked closely and found that it was a little bear hand puppet!

It is wearing a beret and a plaid suit. It is obviously a gentleman’s outfit, but it is waving its bear paws excitedly, and its round head is also swinging back and forth in a rock-and-roll style.

After I waved to the Little Bear with a knowing smile, I quickened my pace.

At the same time, Little Bear also quickened his pace. *Changed some wording*

As I crossed the boundary line of the exit, I finally saw the person I had missed day and night for the past half month.

MC: Kiro! 

I let go of my luggage and threw myself into his arms. He tightened his arms, and a laughing voice rang in my ears.

Kiro: It seems that Kiro is also very lucky today. 

Kiro: It was supposed to take seventeen hours and seven minutes to see you, but only sixteen hours and fifty-three minutes have passed. *The fact that he counts down the minutes until he sees his beloved again 😭*

MC: Pfft, are you so easily satisfied? It’s just ten minutes early… 

Kiro: But for those of us who haven’t seen Miss Chips for half a month, we should cherish every moment we can earlier. 

MC: Us?

He raised the Little Bear with a smile, and it leaned down to me in a gentlemanly manner and kissed my cheek.

Kiro: Bear Ro-Ro misses you so much that he told me to kiss you when we meet~

Kiro: But I made an agreement with him a few weeks in advance. He can only kiss cheeks, and I–

In the next second, a softer touch lands on my upper lip and leaves a touch of sweetness.

Looking at the cunning he had in his eyes, I stand on my tiptoes and rubbed my nose with his.

MC: This big star Kiro really has a bunch of tricks up his sleeve. *Changed some wording. GT was giving something about 108 minds and I couldn’t tell you what it meant. I searched forever and couldn’t find anything 🥲*

MC: Even “stealing relatives” needs to find a high-sounding reason~ *This, too...*

Kiro: Don’t you like it? It’s not impossible to omit this step next time…

Just as I was about to smile and pinch his palm, my phone sounded with the company’s notification tone.

MC: …Give me one sec.

Kiro: Is it still busy during this time? 

MC: It’s okay~ In order to have a happy New Year with Superstar Kiro, I have already dealt with most of the stuff at work.

MC: Now we are waiting for an overseas company’s cooperation intention to reply.

Kiro: So that’s it…and there’s a lot of time for me? 

After pressing the send button, I took his arm with a smile.

MC: Well, almost 70% of the time is yours. The rest I can leave to work~

Kiro: Not bad, I’m accounted for more than half of your time.

He rolled his eyes, took my hand and walked towards the parking lot.

But after walking a few steps, I suddenly felt something was wrong and squeezed his palm.

Like realizing something, I took two quick steps forward, then turned around to face him, carefully observing him as I walked backwards.

Perhaps because of the sunlight, his jawline was more defined, and even his eye sockets became somewhat deep.

Although I knew that in order to meet the requirements of the role, he needed to be thinner. But now that I actually get to see him in person, he was much thinner than in the video call a few days ago.

MC: …

I feel a surge of tears beginning to rise, making my eyes feel a little hot.

Kiro has made such an effort for this role. I want to affirm him more than feel sorry for him.

I sniffled hard, pretending to be cold, and gave him a big smile.

MC: Kiro, you did it, congratulations! You have lost a lot of weight! Now it is very in line with what you showed me before the appearance of the protagonist was set. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: Really? Is it that obvious? 

MC: Of course! My Kiro now has a thin and lean beauty.

He opened his eyes slightly and smiled triumphantly.

Kiro: With your words, I seem to have the courage to insist on eating salad for a month again.

MC: You want to lose more weight?

Kiro: Well, after showing the teacher the premise of the character I’m playing, he thinks that the upper body needs to be thinner.

I froze for a moment and reacted belatedly.

MC: Are you talking about the ballet teacher you came here to take lessons with?

Kiro nodded.

MC: It seems that this mentor is really serious, otherwise he wouldn’t have made you willing to “toss” back and forth like this.

He seemed to be lost in thought, and after a while, he grinned wryly. 

Kiro: It’s better to say...that he’s a devil teacher rather than just a teacher. 

[Second Part]

After returning to Kiro’s temporary residence in Bern, it was already dark.

First, he studied the script for two hours according to the plan, and after half an hour of exercise…

We finally lay down on the sofa and chatted while resting, listening to the stories about him practising when he was young.

MC: What?! Even if you practice until late at night the day before, you have to get up at 5:30 in the morning the next day to practise again? *Can confirm this is 100% true. Had some practices until midnight sometimes and then had to go to school bright and early the next day. Rip 🥲*

Hearing this, I couldn’t help raising my head from his arms in surprise.

Kiro: Well, there are benefits to waking up early, too. You can take your time and have a hot breakfast. Otherwise, you can only just bite a piece of bread and run to class. 

Kiro: But what impressed me the most was that if we fell below his expectations even just a little bit, he would force us to stand on our heads.

Kiro: Ah— At that time, I was dizzy every day and often saw stars in front of my eyes in the room.

He paused and poked my nose triumphantly.

Kiro: But under such strict training, I was accidentally trained to be a pro “One, two, three wooden man”! *If you’ve heard of “Freeze Dance”, it’s pretty similar to what I believe he’s saying here (except that it’s not a punishment lol). The goal of the game is to only dance when the music is playing. When the music stops, everyone freezes. If you’re caught moving even just a little bit, you’re out. Whoever is the last one remaining wins. For an added challenge, there’ll be certain poses that the players have to freeze in such as a tree or flamingo.*

MC: Pfft… why is this such a game? Is it some kind of trick to avoid the devil teacher?

Kiro: Hmph, that’s right! As long as I am punished to stand on my head, I will try to “idle” while he is not looking at me~

Kiro: If I don’t, my head will be filled with blood and I will pass out, and I don’t want the ambulance to “wee woo, wee woo” me away. *He actually makes the siren sounds LOL*

MC: …

Listening to him joking about his previous experience, I felt a bit of a tug at my heart.

Even though I know this is typical for professional training, I still feel that this is a bit “wicked” for a ten-year-old child.

MC: Damn, I didn’t expect it to be so “devilish”!

Faced with my belated dissatisfaction, Kiro just smiled, his eyes reflecting the colours of flickering stars.

Then his fingertips wove between mine as if absorbing their warmth and began caressing them gently.

Kiro: I didn’t care about those things long ago, but now that I’m hearing Miss Chips’ cry of injustice…

Kiro: I am still very happy. 

I couldn’t help hugging him and leaning my head gently against his chest.

MC: …Then the reason why you came to him for mentoring is that this teacher has an irreplaceable strength?

Kiro hugged me tightly, closing the distance between us silently. 

Kiro: That’s right. But at the beginning, I didn’t have such an idea, but when I was training in France some time ago…

Kiro: I found that although the teacher in charge is very professional, he just encouraged me to get used to things slowly whenever I made a mistake. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: But…I don’t have much time to get used to it.

Kiro: I have to practice every movement to the extreme as soon as possible so that I can take on more difficult skills. 

MC: Have you communicated with him? Ask him to be stricter?

He paused, his eyes flickering with a complex expression.

Kiro: Well, he said that it was because I have missed the best age to practice professional ballet… 

Kiro: So even if one were to follow the requirements of professional dancers, it may not be enough.

He let go of me slightly, the deep sea in his eyes filled the night with more profound emotions secretly surging.

Kiro: But even though he said that, I still can’t accept it. 

The classical music flowing continuously from the record player in the room became extremely clear in the “pause” at this moment.

Kiro got off the sofa silently and walked towards the centre of the terrace alone–

Looking at his sudden actions, I seemed to know what he was going to do next, but I also didn’t. 

I can only watch him quietly.

After he slightly raised the corners of his lips to me, his body swayed gently to the melody.

*Bear with me as I give some terminology. GT isn’t the best at giving exact details for movements, so I had to get creative to make the steps make sense in word format 😅*

Soon, he seemed to enter the state. Kiro took a round step, jumped into the air and twirled lightly. *It looks like here he is doing a piqué turn en dehors and then going into a tour en l’air. You can watch it here (start at 1:30)*

The moonlight spread across the area, dyeing him bright and clean. His slender arms seem to touch the stars, stretching with supple grace.

Several times, he made difficult moves in the air that I couldn’t put a name to, just like an angel who strayed into the mortal world. *(Video) The text doesn’t say which moves but this link will give you an idea of what is being described here* 

He danced like this in the moonlight with the specs of dust, flowing in my unmoving eyes.

I don’t know how long it took before Kiro put down his lightly raised arms and turned to look at me.

Kiro: MC, this is the only episode that was approved by that teacher when I was ten years old. 

Kiro: Although I didn’t study with him for long, I still remember this part even now.

Kiro: …Every moment, height, and angle I never forgot.

Looking at the man who was still panting slightly, I couldn’t help sitting up from the sofa and staring at him sincerely.

MC: Kiro, although I don’t know much about ballet, I think the part you just performed was awesome.

MC: Just like the professional ballet dancers I see on TV.

Kiro: Really?

Kiro: But this is not enough.

Kiro: Because I want to play the protagonist who is dancing in the presence of thousands of people on stage. 

Kiro: For this reason, he has put in a lot of hard work. He has been practising day and night since he was five years old. In the past twenty years, he never slacked off a single day.

Kiro: And there’s this kind of distance between me and that person that I can’t catch up with.

Kiro: I can only keep practising, keep running forward, and walk through every road he has experienced.

Kiro: Only in this way can I empathize with him and interpret this role more realistically.

Kiro said this softly, his eyes slowly falling back on me.

Kiro: Therefore, his skills must not be treated “according to” Kiro’s own conditions.

Kiro: It is to be worthy of the stage of ten thousand people. 

Kiro: I have to be worthy of this pride.

Kiro spoke firmly against the night as if nothing could shake him.

At the same time, a gust of evening wind blows, and the raised hem of his clothes outlines his emaciated body.

The already distinct collarbone is getting deeper now, and even his shoulder blades are clearly protruding.

The emotion called “distress” turned into a thin rope at this time and it slowly twisted, making my breathing more rapid.

I silently walked behind Kiro and hugged him proudly but gently.

MC: Kiro, if you work hard, you will definitely make it through.

MC: And I will always be with you. 

He turned around with a smile and rubbed my head.

Kiro: Then I will prepare you in advance. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: I may practice without sleep or food, and may even have some small abrasions on my body…

Kiro: You can’t stop me then. 

Hearing his coquettish tone, I couldn’t help smiling and leaning into his arms.

MC: Of course, I know that. After all, you are Kiro who pursues perfection.

MC: Besides, I’m by your side now.

MC: If you feel tired and out of breath because you are too involved in doing something…

MC: I will hold you firmly like driftwood in the water so that you can find support as soon as you reach out. Reach out and I’ll be there.

MC: Let me help you find your breath.

MC: So you can rest assured do your best. 

[Memory Silhouette]

It was late at night and light snow fell outside the window.

Kiro sat in a corner of the terrace, quietly watching the world being gradually dyed into a pure white.

He originally thought that the chat tonight was just a shallow recollection of childhood trivialities.

But the sleepless heart lying on the bed seemed to prove that his emotions were not as relaxed as he had thought.

Although he has long forgotten how painful it is to stretch his legs to the right degree. *Changed some wording*

He could still vaguely see a picture in his mind with transparent ink stains dripping on the smooth floor.

It’s just that no one can tell whether it’s tears or sweat. *From experience, probably both 🥲*

Kiro exhaled lightly, stood up on his tiptoes and jumped again following the fluttering white snow.

But even so, he still likes it all.

Whether it is music or dance, they can make one’s heart calm.

And even more so when he was a child.

Apart from KEY’s home, he likes to spend time alone in the practice room.

You can temporarily isolate yourself, and then devote your full being to the melody of each stanza. *Changed some wording*

It’s where no one can bother him, it belongs to him alone–

A secret base.

Thinking of this, Kiro couldn’t help raising the corners of his lips. 

He hummed softly, and in the ever-changing dance steps, he caught flakes of white snow with his palm.

It wasn’t until a cloud slowly blows away that the obscured stars finally appear.

Kiro looked at the sky and couldn’t help but speak softly.

Kiro: Miss Chips, the stars are out. 

After a brief silence, Kiro looked back at the girl who was already asleep and walked quietly to her side.

The girl fell asleep peacefully, the laptop was still on the quilt, and the screen was covered with program budgets.

Kiro: Trying to work with jet lag must be hard, right? 

Kiro picked up the laptop while talking, and after pressing the save button, he closed the screen and put it aside.

Just when he was about to get into bed, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stayed in place. 

Kiro: …

In the next second, Kiro began to rub his somewhat cold hands to warm them up and then on the clothes and trousers that were penetrated with cold air.

It wasn’t until his body became warm that he lifted the quilt and lay down slowly.

But before he could find the most suitable sleeping position, the girl suddenly rolled over and hugged him.

Kiro: Are you a koala? You found the right place in one go. 

Even though he said this, he still gently took the girl into his arms.

Just as he closed his eyes contentedly, he suddenly opened his eyes as if he had forgotten the most important thing.

Kiro smiled, leaned over and kissed the girl’s soft lips. *This is a reference to his first Exclusive Memory in his Mini House where they agreed to share a kiss in the morning when they wake up and before they go to bed 💛*

Kiro: Good night, my Miss Chips. 

[Third Part]

The morning sun gleamed leisurely on my eyelids. I opened my eyes and found that the other half of the bed was empty, only covered with residual warmth.

Thinking that Kiro had already woken up, I also took out the laptop beside the bed and started working.

There is a seven-hour time difference between Loveland City and here, so I can only start work in the early hours of the morning and at midnight.

In order to finalize the cooperation intention with the overseas “TN” company earlier, I have been organizing online meetings with Anna and optimized the planning proposal and budget table many times.

It’s just that the other party hasn’t expressed its intention and my heart is beginning to sink.

After another reminder to keep the staff on track, I got off the computer and walked out of the bedroom in my nightgown.

(Cut to courtyard)

The morning sun shines in through the leaves in the courtyard, casting a peaceful moment.

I walked lazily until I noticed the empty yogurt bowl on the island in front of me and a banana peel in the trash can.

This scene reminded me of the thin frame dancing in the moonlight.

I pursed my lips, stepped forward and opened the refrigerator–

At a glance, there are only fruits and vegetables and unsweetened yogurt on the side door panel.

MC: He’s been eating these every day…there’s not even meat.

I continued to rummage and finally found a steak in the small and exquisite freezer with a sticky note on the sealed bag–

Kiro: “I’ll eat you on Thursday!”

Kiro: “What’s Kiro, who’s had meat for only two days, going to do? Can’t stand it T_T *Changed some wording*

Just seeing the words on the sticky note, his tone of grievance and bitterness filled in my mind.

Feeling sad, I picked up a pen and wrote a cute little sentence–

“I promise that when you accomplish the weight loss, we will find an authentic hot pot restaurant in Switzerland, so come on!”

After closing the refrigerator, I sighed and walked toward the living room. My gaze continued to search for Kiro’s figure.

As if responding to me, after turning a corner, I heard soft piano music playing slowly.

I followed the sound and saw a figure standing against the light. 

Kiro stepped on the green grass with bare feet and stretched his slender arms toward the blue sky as if he was stroking something.

His fingertips touch the tree trunk, one arm stretched over the other as his leg extended up in the air.

The close-fitting clothes trace out lean lines and the light is like a paintbrush, leaving traces of lustre. *Once again, GT wasn’t very clear, but it sounds like he is doing an adage which is slower-paced to focus on lines and extensions of the body. The video here will give you an idea.* 

Under the shadowy backlight, that unreal figure seemed to make me really see the dream-chasing boy in the script.

The sky and the earth are his audience, the grass, trees and sunshine are his feathers, and the sound of rustling leaves in the wind is the uninterrupted applause.

And like a noble prince standing under the sunlight, the immediate everything is calmly captured in his eyes.

I never made a sound, unwilling to destroy the eternal moment in this “picture frame”. It wasn’t until the sound of the piano subsided that he finally stopped and sat on the soft bed next to him. *It’s interesting that “picture frame” is mentioned because this is one of the techniques used in dance. You can use it for any sort of dance but adage is one where it’s super important to remember. Basically, imagine that as you are dancing, there is a photographer who is taking pictures of you throughout. As these pictures are being taken, you want the photographer to capture each and every position you go through to get to the next. While you want each position to be clear in the picture, you also have to remember to have your body flow rather than have it be rigid.*

I don’t know what he is thinking as he waits for his panting breaths to calm down. Only then did he reach out and lace his fingers into his hair gently, lifting it out of the way. 

My gaze was following his movements, and when I found that the zipper was reaching his waist, I opened my mouth in a strange way.

MC: Do you need help? 

Hearing my voice, Kiro paused slightly. He stood still for a moment and then looked sideways at me.

The moment our eyes met, the deep blue sea begins to secretly surge.

It’s as if it’s going to drag me into the tide.

Kiro: Well, help me undo it.

His voice was slightly hoarse. I walked over and slowly undid the zipper.

With the movement, the tulle of the shirt slid to the sides, revealing the thin neck and slightly protruding spine.

Perhaps the sunlight was a bit dazzling which made me involuntarily put my fingertips on his.

It is a different touch from the past because it is not so smooth. It is also a little cold.

I pursed my lips and continued to pull down the zipper. Looking at the gradually revealing spine, I finally couldn’t help blurting out my silent emotions.

MC: Kiro, I’ve made up my mind, I want to accompany you. Let’s start with a salad.

MC: I know it will be very hard for one person, so let’s work together to resist the temptation of delicious food. Just consider it a challenge!

MC: But you have to promise me that when the shooting is over, you will eat all the meat that is hidden away.

MC: If Savin disagrees, I will help you to intercede.

MC: Otherwise…you might as well take on some characters that need to gain muscle so that you can eat delicious foods freely–

Without waiting for these words to pour out, he suddenly turned around, put his hands on my lower back and kissed me.

The sudden kiss made me feel overwhelmed, but the instigator just kept silent as he breathed with me.

Slowly, his cold body embraced me and we sank onto the soft couch together, as if immersed in a clear spring in winter.

I opened my eyes slightly and found that the eyes of the person close at hand were still shut, his eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing.

But soon, he seemed to notice my gaze and opened his eyes.

Kiro: … 

Now that his eyes were no longer closed, he looked at me quietly, his fingertips wandering around my lower back.

His fingertips were “cascading”, slowly running over my back and continuously rolling upwards until finally sinking deep into my hair.

The fingertips that kept rubbing made me shiver slightly.

Kiro: MC…

MC: Hm?

I murmured indulgently, but not even a moment after my breath was released, he seized me again.

At the same time, the nightgown was easily untied.

His kiss slowly moved downstream, leaving a ticklish feeling everywhere he went.

Although my body trembled slightly, I couldn’t help but want to do something… I raised my chin and caught his eyes which were as muddled as mine.

MC: Kiro…

MC: Hold me closer.

Kiro: Mm. 

Even though I said this, I was the first to wrap my arms around him, making sure to leave no extra gaps.

In this way, we roamed each other’s bodies in this clear spring surging with tides, letting the temperature slowly boil.

Until the sun rises and completely covers the spring–

Only fine layers of sweat were left in the silence between each other which seemed to confirm something.

He finally let me go, but his warm fingertips were still caressing my collarbone.

Kiro: You know what? Before you came, I thought this morning was going to be a repeat of the previous few days. 

I lay in his arms, a little confused by the sudden conversation, but he just raised the corners of his lips and continued talking.

Kiro: After repeating the exercises over and over again, my brain began to empty, and I imagined myself coming to the seaside. My feet were no longer touching green grass, but rather soft sand.

Kiro: It seems that you can float in the clouds with just a light jump.

Kiro: At that time, I was thinking, what could be better than now? 

He stopped slowly, looking down at me.

Kiro: Then you stopped me.

Kiro: At that moment, all the bubbles of my fantasy disappeared little by little until there was no sea or beach.

Kiro: I came back to reality and saw my favourite scene.

At this moment, looking at those blue eyes that only reflected me, my heart began to softly surge.

MC: Is that what’s best for you?

Kiro: Well, there is no other scenery like yours. 

I buried myself in his chest with a smile. We tacitly enjoyed the tranquillity at this moment and felt each other’s breath.

Growl…

Until some sudden sound came from my stomach.

Before I could explain myself, Kiro poked my stomach with a smile. 

Kiro: It seems like Miss Chips’ stomach has started to eat itself. 

MC: I…

He smiled brighter and lowered his head to rub the tip of my nose.

Kiro: But it’s mainly my fault that I didn’t prepare breakfast for you in advance.

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the kitchen. Halfway through, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at me.

Kiro: By the way, come to class with me after eating. I already let the teacher know in advance~ 

[Fourth Part]

In the afternoon, I ended up in a sunny classroom and met the rumoured “Devil Teacher”.

He is warming up at the barre. Although his hair is white, his face is thin and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle’s.

From the slender limbs and elegant posture, it is not difficult to see that even in his sixties, he still has the ultimate pursuit of art.

Kiro: Bonjour, professeur. 

Kiro looked at me, wrapped an arm around my waist and continued speaking in French so that I couldn’t understand–

It wasn’t until I caught my name that I realized he was introducing me to the teacher.

I hurriedly nodded to the teacher and wondered whether I should also greet him in French, but my tongue was tied when I opened my mouth.

MC: [In English] …Hi, nice to meet you.

Teacher: Bonjour.

The teacher nodded calmly, and with a wave of his forearm, gave way to the position of the barre as if signalling the start of class.

Kiro: I’m ready to start, so you have to keep looking at me. 

He leaned over slyly and looked at me, tilted his head and pecked my cheek lightly.

MC: Kiro…the teacher is still there. 

Kiro: Don’t worry, he’s a “devil”, but he’s also a romantic French man.

As he spoke, he took out the dance shoes in his bag and changed into them. After taking off his jacket, he revealed the clothes he wore for practising from not long ago.

Watching him walk quickly to the barre to start warming up, I also went to the corner and sat down quickly.

The piano accompaniment sounded quickly and the classroom is gradually filled with dancing and Bu Bu’s main theme.

Teacher: Non, non, non…!! (No, no, no…!!)

Although I don’t understand French, from the teacher’s passionate tone sounding again and again, I also noticed that the atmosphere is tense and strict.

In just ten minutes, Kiro’s clothes were soaked with sweat, his cheeks were flushed, and he gasped for breath.

But he never stopped. He took a step back onto his left leg with his arms held to the side and bent his knees–

After a burst of momentum, he began to rotate round and round.

Sweat drops were scattered onto the ground following the inertia, and the only sound left in the whole classroom was the sound of the rotation… *(Video) From the sounds of it, Kiro’s doing pirouettes or fouette’s, but I’m leaning towards pirouettes.*

The corrections sounded continuously along with “Non”. *Changed some wording*

Suddenly, the picture in front of me gradually overlapped with a thin golden figure following the story I heard last night.

I thought that when he was a child, in the face of such a “vicious spirit”, he would be trembling.

But looking at it now, that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Even if the nay-saying voice is louder, he held his jaw up high and proceeds to jump up in the air, one smooth movement after the other. *(Video) Possibly grand allegro?*

His face stays determined throughout as if nothing could defeat him.

Looking at him like this, the little golden portrait I built in my mind was stroked with “pride”.

Involuntarily, I took out my phone and silently recorded the picturesque scene.

After an unknown amount of time, the light was dyed red-gold by time and afterglow slipped in.

I straightened my body slightly, and the moment the devil teacher stepped out of the classroom, I quickly walked in front of Kiro.

At this time, he was sitting on the floor stretching his muscles. I squatted down, handed over the water bottle and kissed him lightly.

MC: Kiro, thank you for your hard work~

Kiro: It wasn’t hard, I’m just a little tired– 

He pouted coquettishly, opened his arms, and lay back on the floor.

MC: The floor is so cold, you’ll catch a cold like this!

Kiro: Then you should come and warm me up. 

Kiro smiled and tugged me lightly so that I fell into his lap and open arms.

As if he wanted to rest for a while, he closed his eyes, his fingertips caressed my shoulder restlessly.

Kiro: Miss Chips, how did I do in class?

MC: Do I really need to say? You did very, very well, of course.

Kiro: Hmm…could this be the encouragement of love?

MC: Wrong. To be precise, it is the encouragement and affirmation of love~

MC: If you don’t believe me, take a look at the dance you just did. It was just like a dynamic oil painting~

As I said that, I took out my cell phone and played the video I just recorded for him.

Kiro: Sigh…It seems that the jump is not high enough and the feeling of staying in the air isn’t either. 

Kiro: And when controlling the legs, the insteps are not very straight, and it seems that the muscles are subconsciously relaxed.

According to his comments, I carefully observed every frame of the screen for a second and finally poked him with my elbow helplessly.

MC: …Are you sure you’re not nitpicking? *If there’s one thing that most dancers hate, it’s watching themselves dance in a video. It’s like “Omg, not the sickled foot! 😫” “ What is that leg doing?!” LOL*

MC: Or maybe it’s because I’m an outsider, so I can’t see things the same way you do.

Kiro: Maybe both? 

Kiro: After all, in the eyes of the professional, you can see at a glance whether the movements are in place.

Kiro: So I still have a long, long way to go before reaching that level.

Kiro: It just so happens that there is no class tomorrow, so why not spend the whole day in the practice room, trying to improve the instep situation…

Even though he said that, his tone was not the slightest bit discouraged. On the contrary, there is still a bit of eagerness to try.

I couldn’t help but prop my head sideways, stretch out my thumb and poke his cheek like a stamp.

MC: Kiro, you are really amazing.

He also imitated me and turned his head sideways and touched the tip of my nose.

Kiro: Huh? Did you just find out that I’m amazing today? 

MC: …Seriously?? I’m praising you!

Seeing me pretending to be serious, he smiled and narrowed his eyes like the corners of his mouth. The little bear dipped in honey obediently waits for “praise”.

MC: Because I saw you in class today, I realized that this process seems to be more difficult than I imagined.

MC: It is simply a double tempering of the mind and body…but you seem to be enjoying it, so that’s what makes it amazing.

Kiro: Hearing you say that, I don’t seem to be bad~ 

I smiled and winked as I handed the microphone to his mouth.

MC: In this case, I want to interview Superstar Kiro. What tips can you pass on to me in this regard?

MC: I also want to have fun on the journey of training~

He rolled his eyes and laid down again with his head on top of his arms.

Kiro: It seems that there is no trick, I just often see things that make me stick to it when I practice. *Such a dancer thing to say haha*

I looked around the classroom, tilting my head in confusion.

MC: But isn’t there just a barre and a mirror here?

Kiro: Not quite, maybe it’s because our perspectives are different?

Kiro: For example, in your eyes, what you see is that I keep dancing and practising.

Kiro: But in my eyes, besides the barre and the mirror, I also see many different things. 

MC: What is that?

Kiro: …I’m trying to figure out how to describe it to you.

In the end, his eyes lit up. When he came close to me, his sweet breath stopped at the tip of my nose.

Kiro: Let’s see, how about you practice with me tomorrow?

Kiro: So that you can see what I see. 

[Memory Silhouette]

In the evening after Kiro and I got back from class, we began eating a salad.

Kiro: Miss Chips, are you sure you don’t want to add any salad dressing? 

Kiro: You know you don’t have to follow so closely.

I nodded with firm eyes, put a vegetable in my mouth and chewed.

MC: No need, I said I want to be with you.

MC: And eating a healthy salad is good for me, too. It’ll help to remove the buildup of the greasy food I ate before~

MC: If I’m really gluttonous, I’ll use the “self-deception method”--

As I said this, I picked up a piece of tofu, closed my eyes and put it in my mouth.

MC: This is meat, this is meat. Just chew this tender and fragrant meat.

Kiro: I’ll try it, too.

Kiro: What I’m eating now is tender beef and eggs. 

I couldn’t help but secretly open my eyes halfway and smile after Kiro had followed my example and closed his eyes to eat.

MC: So? Does it work?

He opened his eyes and shrugged his shoulders with a helpless smile.

Kiro: No, it’s just plain white tofu. 

Kiro: Ah– I can’t wait until tomorrow to eat that steak.

Hearing this, I suddenly thought of something and opened my mouth while picking up some beans.

MC: By the way, you said that there is no class tomorrow in the afternoon and you can only practice by yourself.

MC: So when is your next class?

He rolled his eyes and bit into a vegetable.

Kiro: Next Monday.

I froze for a moment and couldn’t help being a little surprised.

MC: Is there always such a long time between classes?

Kiro: Well, he has so many students to teach, so the queue is very full.

MC: Ah..that sounds so hard having to teach classes all day long.

Kiro: He doesn’t find it hard. Since he retired from the stage, he has been teaching students who also want to be on the stage. Kiro: In this way, day after day, twenty or thirty years have passed.

MC: Amazing… *I’ve had a couple of professors who were in their seventies. One of them even performed occasionally, too.*

Before I could finish speaking, Kiro took out a tissue, wiped the corner of my mouth lightly, and continued to eat with a fork.

Kiro: Mm, but being able to maintain his fierce character for thirty years is something that is special about him…

MC: You never really talked about his gentle side before. Is it the encouragement method? *Changed some wording*

Kiro thought for a while, smiled and shook his head.

Kiro: He himself said that he can gently praise and encourage just like other teachers.

Kiro: But to do so would smooth out the edges of genius.

Kiro: If ultimate perfection is desired, then indulgent compliments should be an afterthought. 

MC: …Hold on.

I bit the fork lightly, pretending to look at Kiro seriously.

MC: Could it be that your perfectionism was nurtured by this teacher?

Kiro: That’s not true, it just happens to be the same idea.

MC: Really…you already had such an awareness when you were ten years old?

MC: At that time, I would only cry and complete all the holiday homework the day before school started…

Kiro put down the fork, smiled and rubbed my head. 

Kiro: Of course, at the time I didn’t know what the term perfectionism meant.

Kiro: I just simply wanted to be the best, to be first.

Looking at his smiling eyes, I couldn’t help pinching his nose.

MC: A very ambitious ghost– *I don’t know what this was meant to be*

Kiro: As you said, being a workaholic is not bad~ 

He pinches my nose in return and then puts the two empty salad bowls in the sink and starts cleaning.

I blinked and ran to help him clean up the table.

MC: After washing, I’ll help you with the lines, alright?

His soapy hand paused slightly, and after a while, he quickly pecked the side of my face.

MC: Pfft…Are you that happy to practice lines with me?

Kiro: Of course, with your sweet self by my side, I’m jumping with joy. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: So how can I be unhappy when I am soaked in a honeypot~ 

[Fifth Part]

On the second day, wisps of morning light were hidden behind the classroom door. I pushed it lightly and the sun enveloped my whole body at once, making me feel marvellous and causing my eyes to narrow.

MC: Sure enough, a beautiful day starts by being greeted by the sun.

Kiro: That’s right, today’s practice will definitely be “distinction”. *Changed the word at the end because one of the highest levels of marks you can get in a ballet exam is called “distinction” (at least in RAD)* 

Thinking about what Kiro said yesterday, I smiled and wrapped my arms around the nape of his neck.

MC: But before starting, let me say this in advance!

MC: If I look stiff and have two left feet, you must not laugh at me. *Changed some wording*

He looked at me who was close at hand, leaned in and pecked the side of my lips.

Kiro: Okay, but before that, go and change your clothes, alright? 

MC: …Clothes?

I followed his gaze and looked back to find a brand new dance skirt on the stool in the classroom.

Kiro: You should know that in addition to office supplies and daily necessities in your suitcase, there are only Spring Festival-themed clothes to be worn here.

Kiro: I don’t have any close-fitting sportswear, so I had to ask someone to buy some overnight.

I walked over curiously and picked up the dance skirt. It was like a cicada’s wings, the thin lace looked gorgeous and comfortable.

MC: Why is this different from the practice clothes in my memory, it looks like a performance costume–

Kiro slightly shrugged his shoulders, cunning in his eyes.

Kiro: Maybe that’s because it was bought for the “princess” I talked to on the phone? ….She’s both cute and fascinating. 

MC: ……You really didn’t say that, did you? 

He smiled and took off his coat and the practice clothes he had changed into were inexplicably matched with the skirt in my hand.

Kiro: Miss Chips is so silly. Actually, I ordered this skirt online myself overnight.

Kiro: It’s just that my eyes are too picky, so I finally chose the one that I think is best.

Kiro: Of course, the prerequisite for choosing is that it has to match my clothes.

After changing clothes and walking into the classroom, Kiro’s gaze fell on me and he laughed.

Kiro: It’s so beautiful. Now it’s time to invite my Princess Chips to warm up with me~ 

As he spoke, he led me to the barre and I imitated his movements and put my leg on the barre.

In an instant, I felt my muscles being stretched.

Kiro: Does it hurt?

Kiro walked behind me and lightly stroked my lower thigh with his fingertips which made me tremble uncontrollably.

MC: …No, but it’s a bit ticklish. 

Kiro: Then just try to bear it? Your body is left vulnerable to injury if it’s not properly warmed up. 

Seeing me nodding my head, he also suppressed his smile a little and helped me warm up earnestly.

His cold fingertips moved from my thighs to my waist and then my butterfly bone. After a while, sweat beads began to appear.

His fingertips are no longer cold, almost as if they were absorbing my increasing body temperature.

It wasn’t until the sunlight shifted after a few minutes that I exhaustedly leaned on his shoulder.

MC: Why…is warming up so tiring. I feel that it’s even more energy-consuming than Pilates. *Between the two, Pilates rocked me omg. My body wouldn’t stop shaking after 😖. But ballet warm-ups can be hella intense, too. I had one teacher that used to say that if you’re not pouring sweat after the first exercise, you’re doing something wrong 😅*

Kiro: You can’t stop now, this is just the beginning. 

Without waiting for me to make a bitter face, he rubbed my cheek.

Kiro: Or do you not want to feel it?

MC: Of course I do, what should I do next?

At this time, there was a vibrating sound which seemed to be coming from my cell phone on the bench.

I glanced at Kiro, walked over suspiciously and picked it up to find it was Anna calling.

Anna: MC, TN, which had been wanting to talk about cooperation before has finally agreed.

Anna: But the profit they proposed is far worse than our expectation. We don’t even have the authority to plan the programs we cooperate with…It feels like the company has exhausted all its options.

MC: Is there room for negotiation?

Anna: Probably not. After all, TN is an experienced overseas media company, and many domestic media companies want to cooperate with them even after paying money.

My heart sank. Facing this “favourite” in the eyes of the media, I was speechless, so I had to end the call first.

Kiro: What’s the matter? Your expression doesn’t look good. 

I don’t know when but Kiro came to my side and rubbed between my brows.

I took a deep breath and briefly explained the incident.

MC: I thought it was good news, but I didn’t expect it to be a sum of money that would almost erase our profits besides increasing popularity.

As I said that, I buried myself in his chest with some distress.

MC: But in the long run, this is a very important step in the strategy of “occupying” overseas markets.

MC: So is it better to agree to cooperate?

Kiro: So you’re conflicted about which option to go with?

MC: After all, it is a matter of choice. No matter which option we go with, I won’t feel very reconciled…

Kiro gently stroked my hair, his eyes filled with light.

Kiro: I don’t think there’s anything to be worried about. 

He said this and took me to the barre and put my hands on top of it.

Kiro: MC, in order to achieve our goals, we have to accept that no trade-offs can be made.

Kiro: But it’s not a once-and-for-all decision. Sometimes it’s only an illusion that confuses you.

Kiro: Let you mistakenly think that giving up important things will give you better returns in the future.

MC: Kiro…

Gazing into my perplexed eyes, he just moved closer to me, breathing lightly by my ears.

Kiro: I still remember the teacher telling me in my first ballet class–

Kiro raised my chin with his fingertips, making my breathing stop.

Kiro: Never bow your head so easily. 

His eyes are clear and bright in the sun, but also a little fierier.

Kiro: Everyone has their own pride.

Kiro: So we need to continue to maintain it to keep it fulfilled.

No matter how slow I was, I realized that Kiro seemed to care about what he was referring to.

Kiro: And, if you want to let your every move be relaxed and controlled.

Kiro: Then you yourself must first have strength.

In the next second, his fingers moved between my legs. Within seconds, tremors spread all over my body.

Kiro: Squeeze your legs.

Kiro: The strength runs through from the feet to the head, so this way you can stand more firmly and not be easily shaken. 

A low but undeniable voice sounded in my ears. I took a light breath and tried to squeeze my legs together according to his words.

I gradually felt his fingertips being squeezed and restrained by my legs, but I still let his fingertips climb up calmly.

Kiro: Your inner strength is not enough, I can still do whatever I want. *Just want to add that this is something that dance teachers stress to their students. Having inner thigh strength is one the most important things to maintaining good balance, along with core strength.*

As if to prove his words, he pulled out his hand and easily picked up my leg with one finger and slowly tightened his palm.

The sudden move made me want to look in the mirror ahead. 

He seemed to sense what I was going to do and gently held my jaw. *The position that MC is in is called arabesque*

MC: Kiro…?

Seeing that I was a little surprised, those quiet eyes finally turned into a small smile.

Then he leaned closer and rubbed my shoulder.

Kiro: Miss Chips, remember what I said yesterday?

Kiro: About what exactly I saw in my vision.

MC: Mm…

He smiled lightly and looked into the distance.

Kiro: I’m not actually watching myself in the mirror doing one movement one after another.

Kiro: Nor am I looking at every person and thing in this classroom.

He paused and slowly retracted his palm that was tightly holding my waist.

Kiro: I will look to the end of the distance. *YASSSS!! This is another thing that is taught in dance. You don’t want to just aim your focus at the audience or at an object, you want to project it outside the venue and beyond.*

Kiro: Sometimes there is the sea, the green grass, and the place where I shuttle between cities.

Kiro: They are all my stages.

Kiro: And when I perform on my stage, how can I feel bitter?

Kiro: I just feel satisfied, and I just want to stay on this stage just a little longer.

Looking at the vast sea in his eyes, my heart also ripples like the waves.

It surges endlessly, pushing me to the bright place again and again.

Kiro: Now, do you still feel stuck on which decision to make? 

I looked and him and shook my head slightly.

MC: It seems that I no longer am. I know what I should do now.

Seeing that I had an answer, Kiro laughed.

In the next second, he held my waist with both hands like in a classic ballet pas de deux and lifted me into the air.

Kiro: MC, I have one more thing to ask you.

He said this while supporting me to turn and face the window.

Kiro: Can you tell me what the scenery is in your eyes right now?

Following his voice, I looked at everything in my field of vision and my heart began to surge softly.

MC: I…

MC: I see the grass, the sky, and the distance…

MC: I see many beautiful sceneries.

Even though it is an all-too-common scene in front of me, I dare not blink at this moment.

I don’t want to spoil a single bit of it.

Kiro: You said before that if I feel tired, out of breath or frustrated…

Kiro: You’ll be the driftwood that’ll always hold me up. 

Kiro: So that I can do whatever I want to the best of my ability.

Kiro: And I’ll be yours. 

Kiro lowered me slowly while talking and we were attached to each other without any gaps.

His eyes were shining brightly as if this fine light is enough to light up my whole being.

I couldn’t help but hold his cheeks and smile brightly.

MC: Kiro, you have always been doing something like this for me.

MC: I know you will always be by my side, encouraging and supporting me. So no matter what happens, I won’t be timid.

MC: You have always been my strength. *CRYING RN*

Kiro shook his head lightly with a gorgeous smile on his face.

Kiro: Just this is not enough.

Kiro: I want even more of you. 

After speaking, he gently held my head and kissed me tenderly.

His breath is so soft, but it seems to be able to invade my whole world, leaving only the surging sea.

I just lay in the blue ocean, letting it move my body with the tides.

In his arms, I also slowly closed my eyes, feeling his temperature, feeling being surrounded by light–

Because my heart has already crafted the brightest and most beautiful scenery.

[End]

#mlqc #mr love queens choice #mlqc kiro #mr love kiro #mlqc spoilers #周棋洛 #mr love game #THIS IS MY NEW FAVOURITE DATE NOW!!! #date translation #MC BEING SO OPENLY AFFECTIONATE #KIRO BEING VULNERABLE #KUDOS TO YOU PG!!!

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seeing the new MLQC cards via your blog and I gotta say I’m YELLING!!! Shaw & Kiro’s cards…. wow

You, my friend, have TASTE! Every time I discover you're into something else I'm..... very.... passionate about lmao I get so excited!

BUT THOSE CARDS!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

I NEVER thought we'd get to see Shaw treated as an actual love interest???? Like, it feels like they've been nudging it to see how far they can get before fans riot BUT THE KISS?! /THE KISS/?!?! SHRIEKS

Look I have unending loyalty to Kiro, he is my #1 of all time that is never changing hihigug7 lmao BUT!!!!!!! I have such a weak spot for Shaw. I love his stupid bratty self and I've really loved watching how he develops with MC, going from not understanding why these people are obsessed with her lmao to like... all his dumb lil tsundere lines 💀 The way I lost my SHIIIIIIIIT when he rested his head on MC's shoulder after using too much energy!!! The way he just shows up at her place and leaves when he wants like some cat?! The way it's SOOOOOOO obvious he's also fallen for her lmao YES KISS KISS KISSSSSSSS

Also they're SSRs so theoretically, when they finally come around to the Eng server, obtaining 2 might not break my budget...? lmaoooooooo

Screaming crying throwing up I need to go find spoilers for Shaw's date cos I already read Kiro's and fully ascended lmaoooooooo

(I did NOT expect them to be SSRs? I know we've gotten kiss karmas before that are SSR but idk I was surprised! Thank God they aren't SPs lmao)

Oh yeah!

THIS is full image of Shaw's kiss?! HELLO?! THE WAY HE'S GOT HER SCOOPED UP? HIS HALF LIDDED EYES /GAZING/ AT HER? /SIR/?!?!?! SHRIEKS I love it, it's beautiful, the art is GORGEOUS, the golden lighting, are they??? Wet?????????

Peak devastation!!!!!!!

#i love getting to yell about mlqc but most of my friends quit and the one friend who still plays is behind #but boy do i go shout at her when i need to #i was losing my MIND looking at those karma this morning i HAD to scream #I CAN'T BELIEVE WE GET A SHAW KISS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #Kiro's does NOT surprise me but boy did i love that date 🥺🥺🥺

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Kiro’s Breathing Date Translation [CN]

Warning: The following date contains SPOILERS not yet released for EN/global server. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

Little rant: I wasn’t planning on translating this date. When it comes to Kiro dates, I'm more interested to read ones that delve more into his backstory/character/lore/relationship development with MC and just based on the karma images alone, I thought it was just going to be some light-hearted silliness cuz a lot of Kiro’s karmas show him smiling and having fun and I wish the artist would just have more variety. There were so many other scenes in the date the artist could have illustrated but I digress. Then I realized it’s a top-up karma so the story must be somewhat decent and decided to give it a watch. As I was watching, I heard that one BGM from Inspiration date and Love Everlasting BGM. PG wouldn’t use those songs unless it was something heavy and emotional. To my surprise, I ended up loving this date more than I thought. All in all, don’t let the cute little rubber duckies and wet Kiro fool you. Anyways, that’s enough ranting, enjoy the date~ 😊

[Part 1]

Kiro: I’m sorry, do you know me?

The summer heat was isolated from the ward and the scorching heat on the windowsill could almost be seen through the glass.

I looked at Kiro in front of me, wearing a hospital gown.

-flashback-

MC: Kiro got hurt? What happened?

On the other end of the phone, Savin’s voice sounded regretful and anxious.

Savin: As he was walking down the stairs, he fell and hit his head…it’s all my fault. I wasn’t looking after him like I should have.

Savin: But he doesn’t want to stay in the hospital for observation. Can you come and convince him?

MC: I’ll be there soon!

After explaining the situation to my co-workers, I hurriedly rushed to the hospital.

Savin left the two of us alone. Kiro stood quietly by the window.

MC: Kiro!

Hearing my voice, he turned around.

My eyes carefully looked over his body. He didn’t seem to have any other injuries besides the large gauze on his forehead.

But the bluish gray in his eyes told me he was suppressing how tired he was.

Even his golden hair seemed to have lost its luster, lying dull and flat against his face, making my heart ache.

MC: Are you okay?

As soon as I asked the question, I sensed something was wrong.

The person who usually smiled at me and hugged me so many times in the past just stared at me, tilting his head with a confused look on his face.

-end of flashback-

My mind went blank for a long time until a hand was waving in front of my eyes and I came back to my senses.

Those curious eyes were so clear with no signs of teasing in them.

Lots of amnesia scenes from TV dramas and books flashed through my mind and I felt a chill settle in my heart.

MC: I’m going to get the doctor to take another look at you!

Kiro: No, wait.

He quickly grabbed my wrist.

Kiro: I’ve already been checked and I’m fine. And…I don’t want to see any more doctors.

There was a hint of pleading in his eyes that made my heart skip a beat and softened.

Kiro: You know me, don’t you? Stay and chat with me.

He led me to the hospital bed and sat down. My throat felt dry as I opened my mouth to speak.

MC: You…really don’t remember me?

He came closer and looked at me carefully.

Kiro: I feel as though you’re very familiar, like I know you from somewhere…as if we’re acquaintances.

Kiro: And you were the first to come see me so I’m guessing you must be…

[Part 2]

He dragged out those words and when he met my gaze, his eyebrows perked up, full of smiles.

Kiro: My fiancé?

My face suddenly burned but seeing the slyness in his eyes, I vaguely felt something was off.

If something terrible did happen to Kiro, why didn’t Savin tell me over the phone?

That can’t be right.

Thinking of this, I squinted my eyes, lowered my head and put on a sad face.

MC: Actually, I’m…no longer your girlfriend.

Kiro: How, how can that be! We’re…

He was clearly taken aback but halfway through his words, he stopped talking after thinking of something then looked at me with sad puppy eyes.

I knew it!

I desperately tried to suppress my smile and sighed.

MC: We…have been seeing each other except you’re at the height of your career and your company has always been against us being together.

MC: It’s alright. You’ve already sacrificed so much for me…

Kiro’s frozen expression became a little flustered.

Kiro: What did I sacrifice!

MC: It’s not important anymore. Besides, you don’t even remember…

Seeing how “serious” I was, he rolled his eyes dejectedly and finally pointed to his own face.

Kiro: Why don’t you give me a kiss? Then, maybe I might be able to remember something!

MC: [not amused] …

Hearing his blatant “request”, I was about to reach out and pinch his ear. As soon as he looked up, the white gauze came into my view again.

My heart constricted. In the end, I gently held his cheek and gave those soft lips a light peck.

Just when I was about to pull away, an arm wrapped around my waist—

A familiar breath skillfully invaded mine, turning the mere brush of lips into a lingering kiss.

When our lips parted, he nuzzled my head in content.

Kiro: The energy has accumulated and my memory has been successfully restored.

Kiro: But…MC is being so stingy and still thinks she can leave me.

MC: Who’s fault is it exactly to pretend to have amnesia and scare me half to death?

Kiro: Don’t be mad. I was just doing a bit of…roleplaying. I didn’t expect you to figure it out so soon.

MC: Naturally, I’m the most familiar with Kiro’s little roleplaying act.

I pulled him to the side of the hospital bed and gently stroked the side of his face with my fingertips.

MC: How on earth did you fall down the stairs?

Kiro: I was writing songs all night in the recording studio. As I was coming down the stairs, I yawned and felt lightheaded…

He laid his head on my shoulder as he played with my hair with one hand while muttering aggrievedly.

Kiro: It must have been scary. I didn’t expect Savin to ask me to stay in the hospital for observation and to call you…

MC: It’s because you’re not paying much attention to your body.

MC: Don’t be too hard on yourself. Didn’t your new album win an award? I didn’t even have the chance to congratulate you!

Kiro: Hehe, thanks Miss Chips.

Kiro: …So, what do you think about the new album?

MC: It’s very nice! Especially the song “Midsummer Passion”. I have it playing on loop all day.

Kiro: Really?

His eyebrows furrowed as he smiled but I could tell it wasn’t his usual megawatt smile.

MC: Of course! But your new album just released so why are you writing songs again?

There was a hint of sadness in his blue eyes, but before I could take a closer look, it disappeared.

Kiro: Because I want to bring more amazing works to the soda pops (aka his fans).

He happily shared his accomplishments with me as if what I saw just now was my imagination.

After such a long day, I repeatedly told him to take it easy today and left the ward.

I kept feeling that Kiro was hiding something from me. With this doubt in mind, I dialed Savin’s number.

After hounding him for answers, Savin finally told me what was going on.

Savin: In fact, not too long ago, some people on the Internet were spreading rumors about Kiro’s award-winning new album.

Savin: They were saying the album was mediocre, that he has exhausted all his talents, and only won the award due to his popularity alone.

MC: That’s nonsense!

Savin: Although preference is based on personal opinion, there are still some fans who have been brought into the discussion. Not only do they feel that Kiro’s new songs lack feeling but they’re agreeing with the rumors.

Savin: And that’s why recently he’s been locking himself up every day writing songs and sometimes he wouldn’t even eat.

Savin: You know how he is once his mind is made up. No one can stop him. So I was hoping you can find a way to help him.

Thinking of Kiro’s forced smile from before, a plan quietly sprouts in my heart.

MC: No problem. Leave it to me.

[Part 3]

In the dimly lit underground parking lot, I lowered the brim of my hat and stared at the gate waiting for Kiro to exit the press conference.

A golden head appeared at the door. Kiro skillfully sat in the back seat , taking off his hat and mask, looking a bit weary.

Kiro: The studio.

I straightened by sunglasses and started the car without saying a word—

“Operation: Kidnap Kiro” has officially commenced.

The car drove steadily over an overpass. I glanced in the rearview mirror and found that Kiro who had his eyes closed suddenly open them.

Kiro: Driver, are you in a bad mood today? Why are you driving so fast?

MC: There’s no traffic so it’s okay to speed.

I lowered my voice an octave. He yawned and lazily looked out the window.

Kiro: But you’re going the wrong way.

MC: Your agent has arranged other itineraries for you. Why don’t you check with him?

Kiro: Huh? Savin didn’t mention this to me.

I slowly felt a weight on the backrest behind me as his voice drew nearer to my ear.

Kiro: I heard that the driver who came to pick me up was a burly man with arms as big as my calves.

Kiro: You don’t fit that description.

MC: …

Hearing his thoughtful analysis, I giggled.

MC: It’s too late now. The door’s locked so please do cooperate with me.

Kiro sucked in a sharp breath.

Kiro: [overly dramatic gasp] As long as you don’t hurt me, I’ll do whatever you want.

Kiro: Whether it’s chocolate-covered nuts or charcoal-grilled chips…I can give you all of my private possessions.

The heat on my face left a burning trail as I met his twinkling eyes in the rearview mirror.

MC: Is my acting that bad?

Kiro: It’s still the same but I’m the one most familiar with MC’s bag of tricks.

Kiro: No wonder Savin was being so mysterious today. There really is a “conspiracy”.

MC: Savin said that your schedule is free after finishing the press conference and to let me take you somewhere to relax.

MC: So—you can’t escape.

Kiro didn’t say anything for a while. The slight hesitation in his eyes reflected in the rearview mirror vanished. When he met my gaze, he was full of smiles.

Kiro: Why would I want to escape?

Kiro: I’ll gladly fall into your trap.

Soon we arrived at our destination—Starry Seaside Park.

A variety show was filmed here yesterday and I managed to reserve the venue for an extra day to hold a celebration party.

The people gathered here were close-knit friends of Kiro so he doesn’t need to feel too restrained.

After changing my clothes, I found Kiro standing by the pool, holding an inflatable ring. A handful of fine sunlight shone onto his blonde hair, shining brightly.

MC: There’s going to be a water roller competition in a short while. The team who comes in first will win the mystery prize.

Seeing Kiro’s eyes light up with interest, I pumped myself up.

MC: We’re here—

I stretched out my hand and he took it saying.

Kiro: To claim first place.

A lifeguard was already on standby and more than a dozen inflatable rollers were floating on the water’s surface.

As soon as the whistle blew, we began to push hard against the inner wall of the drum. The drum quickly found its own rhythm and rolled steadily forward.

However, maneuvering it was more difficult than I thought and it wasn’t long until I was starting to feel out of breath.

My skin was sticking to the plastic heated by the sun making it stuffy and hot as my hair stuck to my face with sweat.

Seeing the other players gradually overtake us, I became worried.

Kiro: MC, relax. Find your balance.

Kiro’s voice was slightly out of breath and at the same time, a song began playing in the background of the park.

The lively and upbeat tune was the song from his award-winning new album- “Midsummer Passion”.

Feeling the beat of the drum in my heart, I adjusted my breathing and made a fighting gesture to Kiro.

MC: Come on, this song is my secret weapon to victory these past days!

What I received was a smile brighter than the sun.

Kiro: That’s all I need to hear.

Putting pedal to the metal, we found our rhythm again.

The melodious song drove the atmosphere of the audience to an intense climax and I could even hear many voices cheering us on from all sides.

Kiro also seemed to be infected. His eyes shone like stars and the water droplets hanging from the ends of his eyelashes sparkled in the sunlight.

Not far away from us was a water slide before the finish line.

Listening to the sound of the water rushing fast, I nervously held onto Kiro’s hand.

MC: What if we don’t make it…

Kiro: Don’t be afraid. In the final sprint, I will take care of Miss Chips’ safety!

The roller undulated on the water and we were finally close to first place.

Kiro: MC, are you ready?

MC: Absolutely.

He gave me a charming smile.

Kiro: 3, 2, 1- here we go!

He kicked hard and the drum suddenly accelerated and flew down the slide. The brief feeling of weightlessness made me gasp.

An embrace hotter than the summer heat held me to his chest as Kiro immediately adjusted his pace and stabilized the roller.

The sound of waves crashing and people cheering gradually faded away. Only the sound of our hearts beating were left in this small space.

There was a forceful push and the roller crossed the finish line, hitting the protective net.

Kiro: We’re number one!

He looked down at me. Warm, crystal sweat fell from his eyelashes and landed on the tip of my nose, igniting something in my heart.

Our staggered and rapid breaths steamed up with heat, arousing every nerve of my skin—

Kiro: What’s my prize?

[Part 4]

After the roller races, water battles, and beach baths were over, I changed into some dry clothes and went to the small private pool I had reserved in advance.

Kiro had also changed into some casual clothes and was relaxing on the big inflatable ring, merging into the unique landscape of little yellow rubber ducks floating around.

His soaked bangs blocked his eyes so he casually slicked them back.

The blue sky made his azure blue orbs even more clear.

I didn’t know if it was because of all the fun he had just now but he seemed to have more a lot more energy than before.

A rubber duck bumped against the inflatable ring and Kiro picked it up.

Kiro: [cute, adorable voice] Hi~ How do you do~

He pinched its fat belly and made a grunting noise in response.

Kiro: It looks like you’re also here on vacation to get away~

MC: Pfft—

Hearing me snicker, he squinted his eyebrows in pleasure and paddled with his hands towards the shore where I was.

Kiro: Why don’t you join us too, MC?

MC: I’d love to but you can invite your new “friends” to join us for the next event.

I took out the guitar hidden near the pool. Under his surprised look, I sat on the bank and cleared myn throat.

MC: Welcome to MC’s exclusive summer concert.

Inhaling deeply, “Midsummer Passion” floated out from my fingertips.

Although I practiced many times at home, I was still nervous and ended up playing a few wrong notes under Kiro’s attentive gaze.

But he just listened closely, entranced.

When the final note was played, I slowly released the breath I’ve been holding.

MC: Thank you to the person who wrote this song and bringing me the most wonderful summer throbbing.

Kiro climbed out of the water and sat beside me.

Kiro: Can the concert have small guest segment?

Kiro: I also have a song I want to play for you.

Taking the guitar from me, his slender fingers skillfully plucked the strings and the smooth notes blended into a pleasing melody.

However, as I watched Kiro play, I felt a certain uneasiness I couldn’t explain.

After the song was over, he looked up at me.

Kiro: This is a demo I wrote at home recently. What do you think?

MC: It’s lovely. The melody of the chorus is brilliant and better than just some ordinary pop song. It’s more memorable except…

I hesitated and asked what was on my mind.

MC: Is this the actual song you wanted to write?

He was stunned then lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

Kiro: I really can’t hide anything from you.

MC: Although I’m not a professional musician, I do listen to your songs every day.

MC: I felt that this song just now was missing a bit of Kiro’s soul. A little restless like…

MC: You were in a hurry but wanted to prove something at the same time.

He fiddled with the strings on the guitar and after a while, he said in a low voice.

Kiro: You heard what Savin said…

He closed his eyes like he was being covered by a heavy rain cloud.

Kiro: I know a song can’t be liked by everyone so I should just try to be myself.

Kiro: Only this time, many fans, like me, also feel that the new song is subpar…does this mean that I’m not as good as I used to be?

Kiro: That’s why the next song has to be better than this one.

Kiro: Over and over again, I feel it’s still not good enough…

Kiro: I know I’m lost and I should stop and think more calmly but…

There was some doubt and a bit of loneliness in his eyes.

For creators, the sense of accomplishment is an overly comprehensive sentiment. That feeling to share with the audience, to be seen and recognized.

It will pay tribute to those who keep trying but it will also crush them.

Those mixed voices are like a loud, disorderly undercurrent, threatening to overwhelm him.

Kiro’s fingers have become a little cold and I saw the slight line quivering at the corner of his mouth. I jumped into the pool and stretched out my hand to him.

MC: Kiro, hold your breath.

He looked at me, confused, but did as I said.

Seeing his surprised look, I dragged him into the pool and with a splash, we sunk together underwater.

The water completely drowned out the noise of the outside world. Kiro and I opened our eyes and stared at each other quietly.

The world was dim and silent and only the two of us were left.

When we came back to the surface, our clothes were soaked through to the core.

MC: Did you feel some of your troubles being washed away by the water?

He closed his eyes and placed my palm against his face, as if trying to draw some kind of power from me.

Kiro: I want….to do it again.

Before I could stop him, he took a deep breath and dove into the water.

Fragmented light shimmered like ripples on the water’s surface.

Time passed by but he never resurfaced.

I became a little worried and took a deep breath.

In front of me, I saw Kiro’s body stretched out like he had fallen to the bottom of the water. He frowned and closed his eyes.

Waves from the water refracted the sky, creating layers of light patterns around him.

Like a pair of gentle hands, caressing him delicately, brushing away those disturbing thoughts from his body.

Maybe because of the lack of oxygen, his face looked a little miserable like he was about to be crushed at any moment.

I couldn’t help reaching out to him—when I touched his fingertips, I was forcefully met with a pair of blue eyes that almost blended with the water.

At that moment, the shredded spots of light kept flowing and the furrow between his eyes suddenly loosened.

Our bodies floated along with the waves as we slowly merged into a vast ocean.

His kiss was soft. In the stillness and suffocation, it was like a small world had been opened.

The exchange of breaths made my heart beat more and more intensely and in this closed space, everything was set free.

When we broke the surface, I clung weakly onto his shoulders, breathing heavily.

Kiro held my waist with one arm and gently caressed my back with his other hand.

Kiro: I don’t know why but I always knew you would come.

After a long time, his slightly hoarse voice came from the side of my ear.

Kiro: When I was underwater just then, I had that same feeling like I was in the studio.

Kiro: There were muffled noises all around like I was left alone in the world.

His cool thumb trailed from the tip of my brow to the corner of my lips, carefully tracing every part of my face.

Kiro: I was even wondering if it would be better if I stopped struggling to find oxygen and just let myself be swept away by the current. How pathetic.

I tightened my arms around his waist, bringing our bodies closer together.

The heat from our skin penetrated through our cold, wet clothes and travelled to every inch of our blood vessels.

Kiro: Then you appeared.

Kiro: When I saw you, I realized…*sigh* I seem to be able to breathe again.

He took a deep breath and pressed his cold forehead lightly against mine.

Kiro: Without you, I’d probably be swept away by the current, not knowing where I’d end up.

Kiro: MC, you’re like…another kind of oxygen for me. ***My God, my heart!!!🥺***

I cradled his face and tenderly brushed away the hair from his face.

MC: I can’t do much for your creation but I know how Kiro is like.

MC: I also know what his work is like.

MC: Kiro will never become water. He is the one and only one who decides where the water will flow.

MC: Whenever you can’t see yourself, I can see you better than anyone else, so—

MC: Believe in the song you wrote. The courage and strength it brings are not only for others but also for yourself. ***YES, YOU TELL HIM, MC!!!***

Kiro leaned his head against my shoulder and chuckled lightly.

Kiro: It seems I have to start the new song from scratch again.

Although he said this, there was no frustration in his voice. Instead, it was full of fighting spirit and anticipation.

I threaded my fingers through his velvety, soft blonde hair and slowly followed the trail of water downwards.

My fingertips lightly brushed the nape of his neck until they finally stopped at his lower jaw as he let the strength of my fingers gently lift his head.

MC: Does it still feel like you’re underwater?

His hot breath slowly came closer, mingling between our lips and melting into a murmur.

Kiro: I have enough oxygen now.

Kiro: [whisper] But I want a little more. ***His dates constantly end this way too 😣😣😣***

-End-

#spoilers #mlqc #mlqc spoilers #kiro #mlqc kiro #kiro date #i just love MC in this date 🥺 #also love vulnerable Kiro #more dates like these pretty plz 🙏 #preferably not top-ups #that underwater kiss was EVERYTHING!!!😍😍😍

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

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

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

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

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

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Part 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "How did you get this though?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "Of course~ Mr. Zhou."

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

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

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

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

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

Hippie: "Miss, how about changing partners?"

Part 2

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

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

Kiro: “You are very courageous.”

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

Hippie: “You- You are Kilo?”

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

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

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

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

Kiro: “Really?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hearing our words, the man whistled a little resentfully.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kiro: "Alas, the bar date failed."

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

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

Hearing my words, Kiro laughed out loud.

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

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

Kiro laughed even more after hearing this description.

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "What did you think of?"

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

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

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

Part 3

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kiro rolled his eyes and patted his chest proudly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "I wonder what it will be?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A figure appeared in the center of the light.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "Kilo, Te Quiero!"

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

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

Part 4

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "Ready to accept your reward?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "Do you like it?"

Kiro: "Of course I like it!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kiro: "MC, I like your impulsiveness."

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

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "I will!"

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

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

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

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

Kiro: "No doubt, it was intentional!"

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

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

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

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

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

MC: "With pleasure!"

We rushed to the crowd.

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DATE CLEARED~

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MOMENTS【 露天酒吧 】Open Bar

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

Option 1 :

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

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

Option 2 :

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

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

Option 3 :

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

Kiro : “Plus caramel custard and tomato bread!”

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🌟 Call : [will be uploaded soon] !

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

[ellie-winthrope]

Remembrance - [Kiro]

It is because separation is inevitable that we should cherish the moment and those dear to us.

Words: 3258 words

When the girl had reached home after work, she turned on her phone to quickly skim through the notifications, which had popped up in succession on her phone screen.

Without looking away from the screen, she habitually took off her shoes and placed them into the open cabinet by the entrance door with one hand, while her other hand was skillfully sorting through the list of notifications by swiping away the unimportant ones.

Eventually, her finger, which was actively swiping across the phone screen, had halted upon a specific notification. It was neither work-related nor was it from anyone she knew. It was a notification regarding a news that she had been following for months.

Without hesitation, she opened the notification by unlocking her phone’s lock screen. Her grim expression gradually darkened as she read the full news article. By the time she was done, she had seemed even more weary and dispirited than before.

“So, it’s really happening…”

Few months ago, the government had decided to redevelop the rural areas at the outskirts of Loveland City. The town, where the girl used to live together with his late father before they moved to Loveland City, had been selected as part of the areas for redevelopment.

Since the entire town would need to be demolished for the redevelopment to take place, this had incurred severe opposition from the townspeople, who had been living there for generations. Of course, the government had offered the townspeople monetary compensation, along with arranging for their temporary residence before they could move back into their new homes in the redeveloped town, but it didn’t help much in appeasing the townspeople’s grievances.

After all, sentimentality was something that could never be compensated monetarily.

Moreover, the idea of tearing down the entire place that was filled with memories just to remake it into a new settlement was a disconcerting proposal. Having been living there in peace all these years, the townspeople would prefer that everything stayed the same. Even the girl, who had moved away from the town around a decade ago, had felt wistful at the thought of the town that she remembered in her childhood memories being erased just like that.

Although she had expected this outcome, that it would be unlikely for the redevelopment project to be retracted, she still held on to the slim hope that things would somehow take a turn for the better. She supported the townspeople’s effort in protesting against the redevelopment project by signing the public petition they organized and using what little spare time she had to spread awareness about the matter in social media.

Even though she knew that those efforts might not have made any difference, she still couldn’t avoid being disappointed and sad when reading the news article.

After closing off the news article, a message notification had coincidentally popped up on her phone screen.

[Is everything okay, Miss Chips?]

She blinked twice while reading the message.

Now that she thought about it, she hadn’t spent much time with Kiro recently, despite the two of them being involved in the filming of a food show for the past two weeks. At most, they only exchanged fleeting glances with one another before she was called off to review the details of the show with the director, while Kiro would be dragged off by the make-up artist to get ready for the filming.

[You seemed down today.]

Was it that obvious?

It was true that she was feeling disheartened these few days because of the town redevelopment, but she thought she had done well in hiding her feelings and acting like usual while on the filming site.

If Kiro had noticed it, did that mean that everyone else on site was aware too but was merely keeping quiet about it?

That possibility had caused the girl to frown unconsciously. On top of being in low spirits, she instantly felt ashamed at that moment. The last thing she wanted was for others, especially her colleagues, to think of her as someone who couldn’t manage her emotions during work.

Feeling frustrated and burdened by her train of thoughts, the girl tossed her bag down at the side of the coffee table before plopping herself face-down onto the couch in the living room. She felt tired, so very tired, be it physically or mentally. She could already feel herself drifting in and out of consciousness just by keeping her eyes closed.

How nice would it be if the next time she woke up, all her worries were merely a passing dream.

Just when the girl was on the brink of dozing off on the couch, the smartphone that she had unknowingly clutched within her right hand had vibrated twice while emitting a ‘ding’ sound. She would have ignored it, if she hadn’t suddenly remembered the most recent message and how worried the sender would be if she were to remain unresponsive. So, she reluctantly rolled over onto her back and held her phone above her face as she read the message notification on the screen.

[If Miss Chips ever needs someone to talk to, superstar Kiro is always ready to hear you out.]

The corner of the girl’s lips had curved upwards involuntarily when reading the message. She held her phone close to her lips as she whispered softly.

“Thank you.”

Even though Kiro didn’t know about the source of her unhappiness, the girl had felt a little better from reading his message. It was like a gentle reminder, telling her that she didn’t have to bear everything on her own.

Having promised to never hide things from each other, the girl had initially planned to talk to Kiro about the town redevelopment matter, but there hadn’t been an appropriate time for that due to their respective jam-packed work schedules. As the days passed, she gradually hesitated to talk about her problem as she felt that it was trivial and insignificant when compared with other more pressing matters. Believing that she will eventually get over it after a while, she hid her feelings and acted like nothing was amiss.

In the end, Kiro still noticed it.

The girl knew that he wouldn’t belittle her problems and he would listen attentively to her until she was done, but she didn’t want to trouble him with her insignificant issues when he barely had time for himself.

Nonetheless, he had currently taken the initiative by messaging her and offering to be her listener. It would be impolite and hypocritical of her to refuse and insist on keeping the matter to herself now, especially when she was the one who had always asked him to tell her if there was something troubling him.

Nodding to herself, the girl sat up properly on the couch and started composing a message to Kiro. After several repetitions of typing and deleting her words for the past few minutes, she eventually delivered a short and simple reply to her intended recipient.

[Kiro, do you have time next Wednesday?]

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While shielding her eyes from the glaring sun, the girl gazed up at the cloudless blue sky. It seemed unlikely that it would rain today, which was great since she would be able to make full use of the entire day for her plans. With a resolute smile, she held the digital camera tightly with both hands and strode towards Kiro, who was currently adjusting his disguise, which consisted of a cap, a pair of sunglasses and a face mask.

To be honest, she didn’t think that any form of disguise would be enough to prevent the celebrity from being identified, but it would still be safer for Kiro to have disguises on than for him to go out without them. Even if the town was situated at the outskirts of Loveland City, it wouldn’t be surprising for his fame to have reached this rural town or even the possibility of stumbling upon his fans during their exploration of the town.

Having noticed her approaching, Kiro stopped fiddling with his disguise. Although his expression had been fully concealed by the sunglasses and mask, the girl could still sense that he was beaming at her.

“Decided on where to go?” he asked while stuffing his hands into his jean pockets.

Before their arrival at the town, the girl had told him about the rural town’s significance to her and the redevelopment project that will be carried out soon. She had also informed him about her plans on visiting the town to preserve the last scenes of the memorable places there with her camera, which Kiro found to be meaningful and was enthusiastic to be involved in her little project.

“Mmhm.” The girl hummed with a firm nod. “There are a few places I planned to visit today, but I am not sure if there are still there since it’s been so long since the last time I was here.”

“That’s okay. We have the entire day to explore this place. So, just take this as our little adventure.”

The girl smiled and nodded in agreement.

The bit of melancholy feeling that she was feeling ever since she decided to visit the town had dissipated at that moment, making her heart felt lighter. Kiro had always been adept at lifting one’s spirit simply through his words and cheerful vibe. It was no wonder that he was regarded as a “little sun” by his fans.

After keeping her digital camera in her handbag, the girl pointed at the street ahead.

“Since it’s close to lunch time, let’s go check out if the family restaurant is still there. I remember they made the best pork buns in town.”

“If you said so, then I definitely have to try it!” exclaimed Kiro with evident excitement in his voice.

The girl had giggled in response before she reached out to grab Kiro’s hand.

“In that case, we better be quick before it’s sold out!”

Having said that, the girl turned and ran ahead while pulling Kiro along with her.

Kiro, who hadn’t expected that, was initially surprised. Behind the black-tinted sunglasses, his bright blue eyes had widened when the girl initially took hold of his hand. However, upon seeing her bright smile and their intertwined hands, he found himself gradually breaking into a grin while being pulled along by the girl.

As they held each other’s hand and ran down the old cobblestone street, he felt liberated, as though nothing else mattered.

As though it was just the two of them in the whole wide world.

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For the entire day, the girl visited several places in the rural town as she followed the traces of her vague childhood memories together with Kiro.

Much to her relief, the family restaurant that she remembers was still up and running. It was still managed by the same owner from before she had moved out of the town a decade ago. The most surprising thing was that, even now, the owner still remembers her and her father. After exchanging words with the owner about the changes in their respective lives during this past decade, the owner had given her and Kiro extra servings of the pork buns to takeaway for free as a gift of their unexpected reunion.

“Delicious!”

Seeing Kiro with his cheeks stuffed full with the pork bun like a hamster, the girl giggled while suppressing the urge to poke his cheeks. Having been stuck on a strict diet after completing the shooting of the recent food show, the girl could understand Kiro’s current bliss in being able to enjoy flavorful and hearty food without any regards about his diet.

Of course, for Kiro’s sake, she would be keeping this hearty meal a secret from Savin.

After they were done with the pork buns, the girl then brought Kiro along to look for her primary school, which was still there. The most noticeable differences from her memories would be the addition of a small athletic field for outdoor sport activities and the once plain white walls were now covered with various colorful but faded murals.

While admiring the faded murals on the wall from outside the school compound, the girl caught sight of a group of primary school students from beyond the adjacent wire fences. The students were shrieking excitedly while running around the school field in their gym clothes. It took her a moment of observation to realize that they were playing a game of tag among themselves.

The sight made her smiled as she recalled the time when she used to play tag with her friends after school. Back then, the whole school was like their private playground after the classes were over. They would run along the school hallways and hide in the empty classrooms.

“This is where little Miss Chips used to study?”

Snapping back to reality, the girl nodded at Kiro before she looked back towards the students at the athletic field.

“Since I moved into town a few months after the school semester had started, I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to catch up on my studies or that I couldn’t fit in with the other students in class. It didn’t help much that I was a timid and socially-awkward child back then.”

“Eh? Little Miss Chips being socially awkward? Really?”

“It’s true! That’s why dad was always worried about me.”

At the mention of her late father, the girl slowly lowered her gaze to the floor. After a moment, she lifted her head and turned towards Kiro, the momentary gloom from before had dissipated as she continued light-heartedly while smiling, “Fortunately, everyone was nice and considerate towards me. They help me catch up with my studies and they even accompany me when dad was late in picking me up from school.”

“Those are nice friends you have there.”

“Yes, they are.”

After the trip to the primary school, the girl visited the community library and then the playground. Those were places where she used to spend her weekends with her late father. At each location, she would retell the fond memories of those places to Kiro.

It was truly strange.

She had expected that by reminiscing about those times that she had spent with her late father in this town will inevitable brought back the grief and sadness that she had over his death. It was for that reason that she had avoided visiting the town until now, but now that she had visited those places with Kiro, she didn’t feel as miserable as she had anticipated. Although there was still a tinge of pain along with melancholy when recalling those past childhood memories at each of those familiar places, she had felt more warm tenderness than heartache.

Was it because the current her had grown to be able to cope with the grief from that time?

Did this mean that she had matured from her past self?

Honestly, she wasn’t sure.

While looking through the pictures that she had taken with her digital camera throughout the day, the girl noticed that the sun had already descended, which allowed the stars to make their appearance along with the crescent moon on the violet-tinged sky. Thinking that the view of the sky was beautiful, the girl instinctively directed her camera at the sky and took a picture of it. She spent a moment to examine the picture that she had taken before eventually nodding in satisfaction.

These photos would be the last mementos that she had of this town before the redevelopment effort, which would be taking place in less than a week later. Even though the only changes to the rebuilt town would be the addition of more facilities and everything else would merely be made anew in their respective locations, it was still fundamentally different from the town before the redevelopment. Thus, she intended to preserve the current perspectives of this town in her photographs.

All in all, today’s outing had been a fulfilling one for her.

Aside from fulfilling her main objective in visiting all the places in her memories, she had managed to lift her spirits as well. While she couldn’t say that she was feeling completely fine, she had at least been able to come to terms with the town’s inevitable redevelopment and the memories related to her father. Honestly, if she had been on her own today, she doubted that she would have been able to accomplish all that she had achieved today.

After tucking the wind-blown strands of hair behind her ear, the girl looked over her shoulder at Kiro, who was resting at a distance away from her. He was gazing up at the sky while sitting on the one and only wooden bench at the small playground. Ever since the sun had descended, he had taken off his face mask and sunglasses, which revealed his captivating blue eyes. Having noticed her gaze, those bright eyes were filled with unconcealed joy as he waved his hand in her direction.

Seeing him in such a jovial mood had made her felt the same. Keeping the camera back into her handbag, the girl walked towards the wooden bench and sat down on the empty space next to Kiro. After a moment of silence, she turned towards the celebrity.

“Kiro.”

When he met her gaze, she had suddenly felt self-conscious. Even so, she didn’t look away from him and resumed her words.

“Thank you … for always being there for me. I am truly glad that you are here with me today.”

Upon hearing that, Kiro’s face had lit up brightly.

“I am the one who should be thanking you for the invitation! Besides getting to know about Miss Chip’s childhood, the fact that Miss Chips is comfortable with sharing those precious memories with me makes me super proud and delighted!”

The girl felt her cheeks burned up, but she still managed to spoke in a steady voice without looking away from him, “Just like how you have entrusted me with your secrets, I trust you too. Besides…”

If there was anything that she realized from today’s outing, it would be to not take things for granted. Just like the rural town, just like her late father, no one knew how long would things remain or when they would disappear. It might be years, months or they might even be gone on the very next day.

Even for Kiro, who was she to be certain that they would always be together in the future?

Hence, the constant reminder, “to cherish the moment and those dear to you”.

Seeing the questioning look on Kiro’s face, she hesitated on continuing her words for a moment. Since she wasn’t certain about how he felt towards her, the girl couldn’t help feeling cold feet all of a sudden. Although he had always been kind and cordial towards her, that didn’t necessarily mean that he felt the same way as her.

Moreover, words that had been spoken could never be taken back.

However, when she thought of her past regrets that was due to her indecisiveness, she regained the determination to carry on with her words.

“You’re the dearest person to me.”

No matter the outcome, she didn’t want to regret it when the opportunities had passed and she was left with an unchangeable outcome.

So, she will tell him this now.

“Kiro, I love you. I love you very, very much.”

Instead of gazing from afar, this time she will reach out to grasp her beloved star.

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