[CN] Victor’s R&S: Between Silence (Eng Translation)
“Every choice he makes inevitably leads to the right path.”
⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a R&S, 无声之间, that is yet to be released on the global server. ⌚
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[Subbed Video: Fully Voiced]
This R&S accompanies Victor’s S2 CH 41-44 karma.
Victor’s dialogue’s will be in bold and italics, and the others’ dialogues will be only in bold.
【Chapter 1】
The events of the first three chapters took place when Victor was around 22-23 years old. They elaborate on the beginning of Victor and Ronan’s friendship.
A small recap for those unaware: Ronan is one of Victor’s closest friends. He was a young director looking for opportunities to start his career, and young Victor was just building up LFG back then. After proper evaluation, Victor invested in Ronan’s project. Ronan’s project later won several international awards, and with that, the still learning to walk LFG also got its first base for spreading its wings. Ronan later became a world-renowned director (the CANNES winner apparently), LFG became “LFG,” and Victor became “Victor.”
Ronan appeared in Victor’s Taste of Life MQ, Garden Date, and 5th Birthday Story, and was mentioned by Victor in the R&S Finally, We Meet Again. Victor and MC also discuss “Ronan x Victor” friendship in the S2 CH 41-44 call~
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Victor’s gaze was indifferently fixed on the only source of light in the dimly lit study room–– the movie playing on the computer screen. His face was partly illuminated by the flickering light, and he seemed a little lost in thoughts.
A few days ago, when Victor returned from a business trip to a neighboring city, he was stopped by a young man as soon as he stepped out of the taxi. He enthusiastically helped Victor retrieve his luggage from the trunk and immediately began “confronting” him in a familiar manner as if they had already known each other for a long time.
“CEO Victor, your company is not that large. Why do you still use an appointment system? It seems frivolous.”
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Victor bowed slightly and took the suitcase back into his hands, not intending to pay much attention to the stranger’s rudeness. Although it hadn’t yet been three years since LFG was founded, it had already gained a reputation for its sharp and cutting-edge investment strategy. This visitor was not the first young person to show up uninvited.
“Moreover, I couldn’t find any way to book an appointment online. So I had no other option but to wait here patiently. It’s been five days already, but luckily, I finally managed to secure an appointment.”
Victor’s gaze toward him was crystal clear, indicating, “Let’s talk business.” But the young man seemed to be oblivious to the implied meaning.
“Ah… I understand. There must always be sales promoters swarming at your door, and that’s why you guys have this regulation, right?”
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The space between Victor’s eyebrows knitted into a frown,
“Your behavior has served as a good example of the necessity of this regulation.”
Seeing that Victor was about to leave, the young man blocked his path with a grin on his face,
“Sorry about that. I tend to think in a scattered manner. Please don’t take offense, CEO Victor.”
Following this, he extended his hand toward Victor,
“Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Ronan, and I’m a film director. I have a feature-length movie script that I’ve been polishing for a long time, and I hope that LFG can invest in producing the film.”
Victor didn’t lift his gaze and simply dropped one word in a concise manner,
“Reason.”
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“Although I don’t understand business, LFG is different from other companies. They have already shown their ambition to venture into other industries even in their early stages, which aligns with my aspirations.”
Victor detected a hint of arrogance in Ronan’s words that seemed to come from nowhere, and his brows furrowed slightly,
“What I’m asking is, why should LFG invest?”
Seeing the youth frozen in place, Victor walked around him and continued on toward the company. However, he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a voice calling out to him from behind, “Wait a minute!” The young man ran up to him again, rummaged through his belongings, and finally handed a hard disk to Victor,
“My answer is in there.”
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The hard disk contained nearly 20 short film works that Ronan had shot previously as practice pieces.
As the end credits of the last short film were displayed on the screen, a flicker of keen interest emerged on Victor’s previously impassive face. The short films, though, had some roughness and immaturity, but they couldn’t overshadow the unique talent of the creator. He got up and walked to the window, pulling open the heavy curtains. The gentle morning light filtered through the gauzy curtains and poured into the study. It turned out that without even realizing it, he had actually stayed up all night watching those clips.
Victor took out his phone and dialed a number,
“Prepare a report on the development of the film industry in the past five years.”
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In the afternoon of that day, an investment decision meeting was held in the conference room of LFG.
“Although there haven’t been any mistakes in CEO Victor’s decisions so far, the profits of the high-speed railway industry have only just begun to show. Given LFG’s current circumstances, it won’t be appropriate to hastily jump into a new industry.”
“A film production cycle is time-consuming, and even aside from the question of whether or not the investment will be profitable, it will take a long time for the money to flow back in. With LFG’s current financial situation, we likely won’t be able to afford this gamble.”
“While the policies may have become more favorable recently, it would still be unwise to stake our all in the investment of a single movie.”
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This investment decision was seeing the most unified opposition since LFG was founded. However, everything that was happening now was well within Victor’s expectations. After listening to all the opposing views, he responded to everyone’s concerns with perfect composure.
“Currently, there is indeed not sufficient data to support this investment decision. The sole convincing factor is that every investment decision made by LFG in the past has yielded good returns. And I believe that this time will be no exception, although the process may be relatively long.”
“Aside from the budget sheet displayed on the big screen, I’ve already asked Goldman to send the script of this project and the director’s past works to everyone’s email. Perhaps the works will be more persuasive than my empty talk.”
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“Rather than whether or not this movie will bring financial gains to LFG, I’d rather see LFG seize the right opportunity to set foot in the film industry. The film industry will soon enter a period of rapid development, and by grasping the current opportunity, LFG can establish a mutually beneficial relationship with the entire industry.”
Victor’s tone was unhurried and measured. But as it fell into the ears of the investors, it was akin to an indisputable judgment.
A few days later, the investment resolution for Ronan’s film project was approved by LFG.
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【Chapter 2】
Ronan’s first movie stirred a small sensation after its release, and after gaining recognition from many industry veterans, he grew rapidly at a breakneck pace. With the constant flow of inspiration, he created two more films in quick succession, while LFG continued to firmly occupy the top spot as the producer of his films since the beginning. When he was almost wrapping up the shooting for his third film, Victor received multiple invitations from Ronan to visit the set under the guise of “guiding the work.”
A faint sense of misgiving arose in Victor’s heart. Although Ronan had an unconventional personal style, as a director, he had always maintained enough professionalism and aesthetic sense and would not be swayed by the opinions of the investors. At that time, he happened to be on a business trip near the filming location and drove to the set on the outskirts of the city.
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However, he wasn’t expecting to be greeted with the sight of Ronan exploding on the props team as soon as he stepped onto the set.
“The precondition of all you guys’ work here is to respect the film! Respect the audience! Your small mistake has directly caused five scenes to be re-shot, not to mention going over budget. Now the entire crew is spending extra time and effort to mend your error!”
Signs of anger loomed on Ronan’s face as if he was trying his best to restrain himself from smashing the script in his hand onto the other person’s head.
The Ronan in front of him was a far cry from the unconventional and unruly image he had in his memory, causing Victor to inevitably be a little flabbergasted. He stood there waiting on the side for quite a while until Ronan came rushing over.
“Ahh... sorry for making you wait! Would you like to have something to drink?”
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“Water.”
Ronan wiped off his sweat and took Victor to the RV, where the director’s crew took a break. However, upon opening the freezer cabinet, nothing else was inside except cans of beer packed to the brim.
“Will this do?”
“...I drove here.”
As if oblivious to Victor’s speechless expression, Ronan put the beer back into the freezer and sat down opposite him in a carefree manner, gesturing animatedly with his hands.
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“I had originally calculated the exact time and wanted you to witness the grand finale. But you also saw the situation just now. Things don’t always go according to the plans.”
“How do you plan to handle this situation?”
“We have no choice but to reshoot. But don’t worry, I’ll ensure we do it in the most cost-effective method possible. Rest assured, it won’t go over budget.”
Ronan shrugged his shoulders in feigned nonchalance, but Victor’s keen perception picked up on the subtle traces of putting on an act in his tone.
“If the method you’re talking about is to film it all in one take using a long shot, then I suggest you ask for a budget increase from me.”
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Hearing Victor’s words, Ronan was a bit taken aback and stared with widened eyes,
“Have you been taking film courses? How do you even know about cost-effective filming methods?”
“How much budget do you need for the reshoot?”
Seeing Victor’s serious expression, Ronan cupped his fist in the other hand, an expression of gratitude written across his whole face,
“About 3 million yuan. Thank you so much in advance, CEO Victor. You are the godparent of this film! I’ll definitely put your name at the top of the director’s acknowledgments!”
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Victor remained stone-faced in the face of his teasing:
“No need. You may have misunderstood. For me, achieving the expected goal takes precedence over everything. Economizing the cost is only a small number, but compromising the quality of the film would affect the expected return on investment.”
Probably aiming to appease Victor’s concerns, Ronan gave him his sincere assurance,
“Don‘t worry. I won’t be careless with any of the shots.”
Not receiving a response from Victor, he took a brief pause and jokingly said,
“Hehe, do I need to win a major international award for you to have faith in me?”
Victor didn’t continue that conversation and left with the parting remark, “Make sure to not just talk the talk. Let me see your capability with the finished project.” But Ronan knew that Victor had faith in him.
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Victor was just about to start the car when he heard a knock on the car’s right window. He turned to the source of the sound and saw Ronan outside the car, panting heavily, holding a bottle of water as if he had just run a great distance to reach him.
“Thanks.”
Victor took the water after opening the window,
“By the way, your acting skills are really poor. It’s best if you just stick to being a director.”
Despite being called out, Ronan remained unperturbed and smiled instead, resting his hand on the window frame,
“I’ve been dedicated to being a director all along. Earlier, when I mentioned winning an award, I was dead serious. So if that day ever comes, how about treating me to a drink at a bar, CEO Victor?”
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【Chapter 3】
The film that Ronan had placed great expectations upon encountered a strong setback in the local theaters even before receiving the results of its entry into the international film festival. Due to the mismanagement in scheduling by the theaters, the film was forced to release earlier than planned. The marketing and promotion team was caught off guard, having no time to prepare, and many people were unaware that it had already been released. As a result, the film suffered from poor box office performance and received a lackluster public reception, which was not surprising considering the circumstances.
The following day, Victor was reviewing the box office prediction trend chart as he prepared in advance for LFG’s next weekly investment meeting. After the weekend drew its curtain, the film’s already disappointing performance experienced a sudden and drastic decline, reminiscent of a fall from the cliff. It seemed that the film’s box office failure had become inevitable. Recalling Ronan’s spirited demeanor when talking about his aspiration for the film winning awards, Victor decided to go and watch the movie to experience it firsthand.
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Due to a scarce number of screenings, Victor could only manage to buy a ticket for a late-night show. By the time he walked out of the theater, it was already dawn, and he found himself to be the sole audience member in the entire screening in the empty cinema hall without the sight of any other viewers. Coincidentally, as Victor entered the elevator, the projectionist in charge of the screening happened to be getting off work and shared the elevator with him.
“Ah, the movie has a high level of artistic quality. It’s the best one he has directed yet. It’s a pity that it’s not commercial enough to make money.”
In response to the projectionist’s remark, Victor nodded politely and replied:
“Mm, it’s indeed remarkable. As for whether it’s a pity or not, each film has its track suitable for only itself.”
With a “ding” sound, the brief conversation came to an end as the elevator doors opened.
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Just as he stepped out of the elevator, Victor’s phone in his pocket vibrated. He received an MMS from Ronan, containing a screenshot of an email confirming his film’s selection for the CANNES Film Festival. The message was accompanied by a grinning face emoji.
Just as Victor’s “congratulations” message was successfully sent, Ronan couldn’t contain his excitement and immediately called him,
“Reporters are all waiting in line to interview me. But I wanted to call you first. Isn’t that very thoughtful of me?”
Without waiting for Victor to respond, Ronan carried on excitedly,
“I’m actually booking my plane ticket right now. After the film festival wraps up, it’d be the perfect opportunity to reward myself with a long vacation! I’m planning to visit Île Saint-Honorat near Cannes. Ahh, the sunshine! The beach! The sea! I already can’t wait to melt away in the Mediterranean sea breeze!”
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His irrepressible excitement flowed from the rising inflection of his voice.
“If I remember correctly, that e-mail was just to notify you that you’ve been nominated.”
“Being nominated is the first step to actually winning the award. When I get back, you better be ready to take out for a drink. I’m gonna need at least a whole case of beer.”
Ronan continued in a dissatisfied tone before Victor could respond,
“Come on? You’ve invested millions in me, yet it’s so difficult for you to treat me to a simple drink? Forget it, I’ll just…”
“Sure, we can have a drink. But since I’m the one treating, I’ll choose where we go.”
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After hanging up the phone, Victor found several new emails expressing their interest in collaboration in his inbox, all from astute film and TV companies.
“It seems that tomorrow’s investment meeting will go smoothly,”-- Victor thought to himself. Although he didn’t hesitate when making the decision initially, he could not help but feel a sense of joy as the dust settled and everything fell in the right direction in the end.
As these thoughts circled his mind, Victor walked towards the vending machine outside the movie theater. He inserted a few coins, and moments later, a chilled can of beer dropped from the dispensing slot.
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【Chapter 4】
Chapters 4 & 5 of the R&S cover the events between S2 CH 38-39. It begins with the scene after he had replaced the twelve main gods of BS, and the ending scene of the R&S, yes, is the “Stop time for me, Victor” scene of S2 CH 39 after clearing all split routes; the most crucial junction~
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The waning moon sinks into the dense clouds, and the night sky is bathed in a blurred, pale luminescence.
The comet remains suspended midair, framing the entire Loveland City in a treacherous and enchanting ambiance. The city has lapsed into a state of deathly stillness.
In the depths of the BS Hall, the cascading dark red curtains appear eerie and terrifying under the reflection of the thick, dark night. The central seat in the hall remains unoccupied. Numerous figures stand scattered throughout the hall, engaged in discussions. The sound of conversation fills the air, giving the impression that the main gods seem to be working intensely. Despite so, there’s an underlying current of restlessness and turmoil in the air.
As Victor descends the stairs, his composed footsteps draw the attention of the crowd, causing their gazes to converge on him in unison.
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Victor walks towards Poseidon and asks,
“How is the progress?”
“We haven’t been able to reach Helios yet.”
Victor’s gaze sweeps across the faint golden arc of light beneath the hall’s dome. A thin layer of frost seems to settle on his face as he says,
“I hope I don’t have to emphasize once again how tight the time is.”
Poseidon nods and exits the hall. Another tall, short-haired youth swiftly walks up to Victor and says,
“BOSS, multiple calculations have consistently proven that our estimated countdown time is indeed relatively accurate, with an error margin that can be kept within 2 minutes.”
“It’s not enough. It needs to be precise down to the second.”
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“Understood.”
The young man nimbly turns around and returns to the side of the woman wearing glasses. In front of them, a massive depiction of the development history of civilizations on Earth is displayed. Each key milestone of the birth and extinction of civilizations is illuminated, shining brightly. The two people close their eyes, and countless lines weave through the points of light. They interconnect in an orderly and systematic pattern, and gradually, numerical values representing units of time emerge on the line segments.
As the main gods return to their tasks, everything appears to be the same as it was earlier. However, with Victor’s presence, the restlessness that was lingering in the air before has unknowingly melted away, vanishing into thin air.
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The mechanical sound of a violin suddenly resounds, piercingly echoing throughout the hall. Standing by the door is an unexpected guest. Victor looks up and, upon recognizing the visitor’s face, dismisses the twelve main gods, leaving only the two of them in the spacious hall.
“Zero, I believe we’ve made our point very clear already.”
The other party seems oblivious to the implied urgency in the words and remains unperturbed as he says,
“We have observed new omens appearing along the world-lines.”
Victor raises his eyebrows, indicating for him to go on.
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“There might be different potential futures for this world. It remains uncertain which path the new future will follow, and perhaps it could be even worse than the current situation.”
Victor’s eyes are filled with indifference as he responds,
“Time is precious. You can just state your purpose in coming directly.”
Zero pauses and looks straight into Victor’s eyes, speaking slowly,
“The SpaceTime Bureau welcomes powers formidable enough to confront and observe the unknown. Therefore, my invitation to you still stands. You and I both know that venturing into the unknown is not the optimal option.”
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“Whether an option is the best has never been the basis for my decision-making. For me, the one and only valid prerequisite is whether or not I desire to make that choice.”
Victor speaks in an indifferent tone, yet every word carries the confidence of having victory within his grasp,
“And once I make a choice, I will ensure it becomes the most correct one.”
Zero chooses not to persuade any further, and as he departs, the gates of BS close behind him. Even though Victor has never had any regrets about his decisions, he cannot, however, escape the realization that even the right choice sometimes comes with an unbearable price. For instance, there is one such image that remains etched into his memory and which he still refuses to recall to this very day––
The utility room of the cruise ship. The bewilderment and perplexity in her gaze as she looked at him.
[Tidbits]: Reference to [S2 CH 31]
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Even if her forgetting him had lasted for only a brief moment, the shock it brought to Victor’s heart might outlast even the longevity of his own life.
The sound of bells chiming outside the building reaches Victor’s ears and brings him back to reality, jolting him out of his tangled thoughts. He walks towards the window and pushes open the heavy panes, allowing the chilly wind to fill his nostrils. Gradually, he regains his composure.
He takes a deep breath and directs his gaze toward the bell tower of the church. The hoarse tolling of the bells startles a flock of crows into sudden flight. They circle above the church for a while, adding another layer of desolation to this already lifeless city. The church spire blends into the profound darkness of the night. The entire city seems to be silently awaiting the arrival of doomsday.
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But in the next second, from a distance, Victor spots a familiar figure breaking through the night, running towards his location vigorously.
The darkness of the night intensifies, and a cluster of blazing flames has already flared into existence in the silent void.
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【Chapter 5】
Victor is not surprised by the scene unfolding before him, and a small smile forms at the corner of his lips.
The church bells continue reverberating, but by the time the sound travels to Victor’s ears, it carries a much brisker tone.
Unbeknownst to him, a gauzy layer of starlight has cascaded upon the church’s stained glass windows at some point. The soft halo of pale light gently dances, casting swirling and elusive shadows that can be seen even with eyes closed.
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The running girl closes the distance more and more, with her long hair casually flowing down in loose waves, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Despite there still being a considerable distance between them, Victor feels as though he can see the girl’s face clearly. He is certain that her eyes now are sparkling with a resolute glimmer, powerful enough to pierce through the darkness of the night. With this thought, a wave of fervent sensation surges up from deep within his heart.
Suddenly, Victor feels as if he has been blessed.
It’s not about whether every decision he makes ultimately leads to the perfect outcome, but rather the fact that he has always been granted the opportunity to make choices.
It’s as if, at this moment, he can cast aside all social roles and simply be “Victor,” allowing himself to be there for the girl wherever she needed him and creating a space where she could find him at any time.
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The feeling of being needed by her, of being able to help her–– these aspects bring Victor a profound sense of happiness. It seems that this happiness is enough to make the long days ahead, in which he may be forgotten by her, a little less painful to endure.
Victor nods slightly in the direction of the church, solemnly expressing his gratitude for this blessing within his heart.
Victor turns around and ascends the steps, summoning all the main gods to take their positions,
“Suspend all matters at hand.”
A murmuring commotion rises among the main gods, as they are puzzled about why BOSS has chosen to halt their activities during such a crucial moment when the end of the night is just about to descend.
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Before those impatient inquiries can escape their lips, though, Victor’s cold and commanding demeanor instantly silences them.
His gaze sweeps over the crowd, ensuring that every main god is present, before finally settling on the entrance not far away. The main gods, following his line of sight, turn their heads toward the entrance as well.
A few seconds later, the BS door is pushed open with a resounding sound.
The girl appears at the far end of Victor’s unwavering gaze, gasping for breath. He, with a stern and proud expression, leads the main gods toward her until she can see him. It’s only when the girl has a clear view of him does Victor halt his steps.
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As those bright, sparkling eyes gaze at him from afar, and their eyes interlock, Victor’s heart is flooded with a myriad of complex and indescribable emotions. There is a sense of relief that the situation has unfolded according to his expectation, a deep sense of gratitude that she is standing before him at this moment, and a profound pride for her that emanates from the depths of his being… just as these emotions are about to pour out of his heart sincerely, he casts his gaze downward. He leads the main gods to step aside in the shadows, creating the path for the girl to ascend the platform.
As he watches her walk step by step toward the long-unoccupied seat, Victor knows that regardless of what she might ask for, he has already prepared himself to do all that he can and give his everything for her.
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[CN] Shaw's Floating Sea Date
⚡ This post contains detailed spoiler's for content which hasn't released in EN yet!⚡
[Released Date: 3 August 2022]
[This was translated with the help of Google Translate and by my lovely friend!]
[Part 1]
The dark night covered the room, and there was a slight and continuous shaking from the soft bed below, which was a signal that the Clematis was traveling at a constant speed.
[Trivia]: Clematis is Shaw's ships name! In flower language clematis symbolize the beauty of ingenuity or the trait of artifice! Another name for clematis is “traveler's joy”. So overall this flower truly suit Shaw's unique personality :)
A ray of night light fell through the half-open porthole on the smooth floor made of fine wood, and everything seemed as peaceful as usual.
My eyes passed through the tulle blown by the wind at the end of the bed, and stared at the uninvited guest who was stealing the treasure in secret not far away.
They seemed to be scavenging all the gold and silver jewelry they could see into the sacks.
After a while, greedy footsteps gradually approached the bedside, and the air became more and more stagnant. I slowed down my breathing and clenched the lamp stand at hand.
Suddenly, a corner of the bed canopy was lifted and the smell of sweat that was mixed with the salty smell of the sea penetrated my nose.
I quickly picked up the lamp stand and smashed it down towards the two figures in front of me.
With the muffled sound, they fell down and laid motionless. I quickly took out the prepared ropes from the bottom of the bed and tied them up to the end of the bed.
Then I turned on the lamp and looked at the two men in the light. They were wrapped in scarlet turbans, and their linen clothes were painted with upside-down skulls.
Looking at their outfits, they must be the pirates of the Black Skull Ship who aren’t on good terms with Shaw.
I curled my lips, grabbed a bucket of water and poured it on top of their heads. They were awakened by the stimulation, and their eyes widened instantly when they saw me in front of them.
Pirate A: Ahhhhh ghost! It turned out that the ghost brought out of the sea by Shaw was really hiding in his bedroom!
Pirate B: The rumors were true!
It's this set again.
I couldn’t help but secretly wanted to humiliate them about the things that made me annoyed. I sat and crossed my legs and pretended to be gloomy.
MC: Since you know that I am a “ghost”, then you must have known the consequences of provoking me.
Pirate A: Lord Sea Ghost, we swear we will never again dare to covet the treasure of the Clematis!! Please spare us, we will get out of here immediately!
MC: Spare you? It's too late. Don't you know Shaw's rules?
MC: A Clematis rule, there’s an in but not an out.
I sullenly used Shaw's name to scare them, and they turned pale, and I changed the conversation with satisfaction.
MC: Unless you tell me what the rumors about "ghosts" are out there right now.
MC: If I'm satisfied, I'll secretly let you go, how about that?
They looked at each other and nodded, as if they were more afraid of being discovered by Shaw rather than me.
Pirate A: There's a rumor going on saying that the captain of the Clematis brought back a sea ghost which possesses special abilities from the bottom of the sea.
Pirate B: H-he hid the ghost in a bedroom full of treasures where the tables are made of gold and the floor made out of silver.
Pirate B: It was said... if you get her, you will get all the treasures buried under the sea.
These words were similar to what the other pirates said before. I was disappointed when I suddenly heard the door of the room open with a creak.
A pair of footsteps can be heard, sounding unconcerned and relaxed, stepping on the smooth floor.
Pirate A: Sha- Shaw! It's over... !
Someone walked towards me, and that special hair color was like the color of a thunderstorm on the sea that I had seen before.
His eyes are long and narrow, the bridge of his nose was high, he was wearing silk clothes, and his wrists were tied with golden threads.
He doesn't look like a notorious explorer, but more like a little earl from a noble family.
His eyes swept across the pirate who was tied up by me, his slender fingers resting on my shoulders, and he raised his eyebrows lightly.
Shaw: Not bad, your technique of tying people up is improving.
MC: Of course, the captain taught me well.
I returned a calm smile, thinking that Shaw probably hadn't heard what I just tortured.
Shaw didn’t look any different, he waved his hand casually and his crew came over to drag the pirates out.
Hearing their wailing, I knew they would never see the tomorrow sunrise.
Although it hasn't been long since I was ”salvaged" from Clematis, I've seen similar scenes too many times.
Shaw was the most famous explorer in this sea area. It was said that there are treasures hidden in his bedroom that can buy a kingdom.
But all those who want to steal the treasure will suffer from Shaw wrath without any exception.
Not only did this scare the pirates but it also scared me who had a guilty conscience. The room returned to its silence, and I spoke to break the silence.
MC: Captain, there are so many treasures in your room, aren't you afraid of those treasures being stolen one day?
Shaw: That’s nothing, I can always steal it back once it’s stolen.
MC: But the ocean is so vast, what if there’s someone who’s experienced in escaping…
Shaw: What, you are questioning my ability?
Shaw: I can catch you from the bottom of the sea, what else is there in this ocean that I can't reach?
He looked at me half-smiling, playing with the snuff bottle on the table in his hand. The green gemstone embedded on it was said to come from some deep-sea ruins, and it was priceless.
I have lived on Clematis for my whole life as far as I can remember. The man in front of me told me that I was a treasure he picked up from the bottom of the sea.
No one knows why a "person" appears on the seabed. Shaw also said that there have never been records or rumors before.
When he said this, there was a bright interest in his eyes, as if he was curious about what kind of existence I was.
Perhaps this curiosity and my special ability to discover reefs on the seabed are the reasons why Shaw took me in and protected me.
[Trivia]: Reef is a ridge of material at or near the surface of the ocean . These are made of rocks or the skeleton of small animals!
And I also became the famous "ghost" brought by Shaw from the depths of the sea.
Shaw suddenly yawned lazily, fell carelessly on the other side of the bed separated by the curtain, and closed his eyes.
MC: …….
I turned off the light and climbed back onto the bed. The sound of the waves kept rising, accompanied by Shaw's breathing not far away.
I still couldn't sleep after a while, and gathered my courage to speak.
MC: Captain, are you asleep?
Shaw hummed lazily, which was an answer.
MC: In the past few days, there are more and more reefs under the sea, and I can feel that the sea road is getting worse and worse.
MC: Are we about to arrive at Robbie Island? After getting there. . . Do you have any follow-up plans?
Shaw: I never make plans, the ocean will give me directions.
Shaw: Also, captain, I’m really sleepy now. Let’s talk about those issues tomorrow.
After a while, I heard his gradually even breathing.
Making sure he was fast asleep, I quietly got out of bed and skillfully took the atlas from the table beside him and unfolded it under the moonlight.
During this time, the clematis has been driving smoothly towards the destination set by Shaw.
As Robbie Island approached, all the crew began to look forward to unknown treasures, but I couldn't feel the same.
I don't have any memory before being salvaged by Shaw on the ship. I don't know where I belong to and why I exist.
Thinking of this, I secretly made up my mind, and turned my eyes to the map in front of me, looking for all the places that might be familiar.
I must find clues about me in this sea area and find my reason for existence.
[Part 2]
The sea waves were drawn out of rows of white foam by the bow of the ship, and all the scenery on the endless sea was retreating rapidly.
Clematis was sailing at full speed towards Robbie Island.
I stood at the bow of the ship and looked at the sea, keenly feeling the undercurrents and stagnant reefs in the depths of the sea.
MC: There's a reef under the sea 20 nautical miles on the right!
MC: Be careful! There are also 50 nautical miles ahead!
I held my breath and commanded, the helmsman spun around abruptly, the bow deftly avoided the reef and sailed towards the left side of the sea.
I felt that there were a lot less reefs in the sea in front of me, and the ship could sail safely for at least one morning, so I was ready to leave for a rest.
As I passed by the helmsman, I gave him a friendly smile.
MC: Great work, its all thanks to you for turning around in time.
But the helmsman quickly avoided my gaze and moved to the other side.
MC: …….
I couldn't help sighing, and consciously moved away from him and walked to the railing on the side.
Because of my "ghost" status, the crew on the ship avoided me, and no one wanted to have too much contact with me.
Except for the captain of the ship.
I was leaning against the railing when a hand suddenly wrapped around my waist and pulled my whole body in its direction.
The sea breeze blew the hair of the young man in front of him, he lightly pinched my chin, looked left and right, and then let go of me.
Shaw: Your dark eye circles are pretty dark, were you beaten up last night?
MC: No!
I hurriedly retorted and looked away with a little guilty conscience.
MC: I just wanted to remember the time when I was “fished” up from the sea by you, s-so I didn’t sleep well.
My words are not false, but they cover up another part.
During this time, I would secretly check the atlas in Shaw’s bedroom every night, trying to find places that I felt familiar.
But I always found nothing, but fortunately, Shaw didn't notice anything.
Shaw: Simply forget about it and start over.
His tone was relaxed and casual, and I could only see the reflection of the sea in his eyes.
MC: No, this is very important to me. I want to know what I exist for.
MC: Even if that forgotten memory is not important, it is part of my life.
Shaw: You never thought about it, what if you don't have that memory at all?
MC: ….Then I have to know why! Captain, don't you have any attachments?
Shaw: Of course I do…if not, why am I called Ex-plo-rer?
Shaw raised his eyebrows and smiled, I saw a small wave appearing in his eyes.
Shaw: Aren't you also the rare treasure I found?
MC: Is that why I was left on the ship by you?
Shaw narrowed his eyes slightly and ignored the question.
Shaw: Did you have a bad time on the Clematis?
MC: Of course not, although everyone is a little afraid of me, but you are not afraid, Captain.
MC: Not only that, but you also let me live in your bedroom, which is said to be full of treasures, and that random intruders will suffer.
MC: The velvet quilt was comfy, and the captain's special beef jerky was delicious, and I wasn’t unhappy anymore.
Shaw looked at me with burning eyes, obviously not believing what I said.
Shaw: Since you are happy, why do you toss and turn until you can't fall asleep?
His eyes made me a little guilty, and I hurriedly made an excuse that I wanted to say for a long time.
MC: Actually...I want to apply for a separate room!
Shaw raised his eyebrows and leaned against the railing in a different position.
Shaw: Reason?
MC: I read the collection of books in your room, it says that in the human world men and women should not live in the same room unless...
Shaw: Unless what?
He raised his eyebrows with an expression of clearly knowing the answer
MC: Unless they’re in those intimate human relationships.
I said with a blushing face, Shaw gave a long "Oh" and nodded solemnly.
Shaw: OK. The ship has five rooms in total, the captain's bedroom and three crew bedrooms, as well as a storage room.
Shaw: Do you want to huddle with a dozen big men, or huddle with sea fish and shrimp?
Shaw: Or... continue to sleep on the soft velvet bed?
MC: .....But I'm a ghost, in the human world, ghosts are always captured.
MC: According to the eastern saying, people of different clans may not have the same hearts, wouldn’t you mind?
Shaw: Why should I mind?
Shaw: The rules of the human world can't bind me. You were brought up from the bottom of the sea, so they can't bind you either.
He gently flicked my forehead, my heartbeat suddenly quickened for a moment, when suddenly the sailors called out to Shaw.
Sailor: Captain! We just found that there are broken pieces of wood floating in this sea area, and it's very likely that there are shipwrecks on the bottom of the sea!
Shaw: There is even a treasure delivered to the door?
Shaw: Of course, the clematis would not let it go.
Shaw: Get ready to dive.
The crew immediately began to prepare the tools needed for the dive. Shaw took the diving bell and rope and pulled me into his arms.
MC: Captain, what are you doing?
He wrapped the rope around my waist and breathed on my face and the tip of my nose felt itchy. I don't know why, but my heart also seemed to be feeling itchy.
After a while, he looked up at me, the corners of his mouth curved.
Shaw: Since you care so much about your past memories, let me take you to revisit the hometown of the sea.
As soon as he finished speaking, the arms around my waist tightened, and my face was forced into his chest.
The next moment, he suddenly hugged me and fell backwards into the sea where all the scenery was backwards. I could only see Shaw's splendid eyes.
MC: Ah!
The icy, turbulent waters came all at once, turning my screams into a series of dull murmurs.
I instinctively hugged the man in front of me, he looked down at me, the corners of his mouth were extremely brilliant.
Suddenly, an image flashed across my mind.
The sky light reflected the swimming fish in twists and turns through the sea water, and the silver swimming fish was suddenly washed away by the figure of a young man.
He hugged me tightly and swam to the shimmering skylight, his hair brushing against my eyelashes like the color of a thunderstorm at sea.
This scene that made me feel inexplicably familiar was fleeting, and before I could think about it, a dazzling white light shone around, which was a signal that the crew had found the wreck.
Shaw took me to swim to the sunken ship, and my eyes inadvertently fell on the outer wall of the sunken ship.
A snow-white creature with two black horns on top of its head was perched on the rusted outer wall of the ship.
I feel like I've seen it somewhere... With that in mind, I reached out and took it off.
Shaw: What did you catch?
On the deck, everyone was taking stock of the salvaged treasures, including glittering gold and silverware, and bottles filled with various creatures...
Only I hold the creature I just saw in my arms.
MC: I don't know what it is either…
Shaw took a closer look.
Shaw: This is called the sea hare, a parasitic creature present on the seafloor.
[Trivia]: Sea hare, the name derives from their rounded shape and from the two long rhinophores that project upward from their heads and that somewhat resemble the ears of a hare!
MC: Sea hare? Is that the same as a rabbit on land?
Shaw raised his brows with a bright mockery in his eyes.
Shaw: One is jumping and jumping, the other is parasitic on other people, how can it be the same?
I curled my lips and looked carefully at the sea hare in my palm.
MC: I've only seen rabbits in the paintings in your bedroom. ...I don't know what a real rabbit looks like.
Shaw clicked his tongue, he went to the treasure pile next to him and searched around, he then threw a gilt fish tank over.
Shaw: Since you like it, keep it.
I looked up in surprise and saw Shaw looking at me with his arms folded, with a relaxed attitude.
Shaw: Any idea where we're going next?
MC: Robbie Island, I heard that there are many strange creatures on it, that is why you are going.
Shaw: Then did you know that there is a special kind of long-legged rabbit on Robbie Island, which is said to run faster than all rabbits.
Shaw: It’s definitely more fun than this sea hare here.
MC: In other words, when I get there, can I see a real rabbit?!
My eyes widened in excitement, Shaw looked down at me, and for some reason the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile.
Shaw: This is not just some amusement for you, it will be your task.
At this time, suddenly a crew member came to report in a hurry.
Crew: Captain! It seems that several ships have been making holes in our stern! Our ship is leaking!
[Part 3]
Crew: There was fog on the sea before, but now the fog has cleared, and we found it at once.
Crew: They clung to the tail of the Clematis, avoiding all the positions that the ship's guns could attack.
Shaw put down the telescope and sneered.
Shaw: They’re pretty good at finding places to hide.
I picked up the binoculars to see the situation, and saw a familiar logo on their clothes from a distance, an upside-down skull!
MC: They’re the pirates of the Black Skull Ship, they’re from the same group as the people who came over to steal. They definitely aren’t giving up and are planning to take revenge this time!
Shaw: What are you afraid of?
Shaw didn't seem to care at all, I couldn't help but ask.
MC: ...what are you going to do, they're hiding under the ship, and the bow cannons can't hit them.
He didn't answer me, just rolled up his sleeves, and the dagger that was close to him showed a faint cold glow.
Shaw: If everything depended on cannons, I would have already died 800 times.
Shaw: You stay here, don't run around, do you hear me?
He uttered an exhortation, made a gesture to the crew members behind him, then jumped up on the railing and jumped down.
MC: !
I quickly grabbed the railing and looked down, and saw that Shaw had landed on the ship of the Black Skull.
He approached the opponent close to the hull of the ship, and before they could react, he had already quietly resolved the person on guard.
MC: He truly is a sea monster…
The crew of the Black Skull Ship suddenly parried, but reacted very quickly, and quickly rushed forward with their knives to mingle.
I hid behind a wooden barrel on the deck and watched nervously. Fortunately, Shaw and his crew cooperated perfectly and spread in every dead corner of the ship.
His skills were fast and accurate, his shots were sharp, and a streak of blood splattered on his collar, making him look like a ghost.
I involuntarily clenched my fists and followed Shaw's every move. It seems that before I know it, I can't help but look at him and worry about him.
Soon, Shaw had the absolute upper hand. Just when I was relieved, a hook was thrown from nowhere and caught the corner of my skirt.
I hurriedly dodged to the left, but the ship swayed violently because of the water, and I was thrown out of the ship in an instant.
MC: cough cough......
The sea water suddenly entered my mouth and nose, and I struggled desperately. My ankles seemed to have been tangled up with the floating seaweed, dragging me under.
MC: Captain! Shaw!
The sea water poured into my nose and I couldn't breathe, my vision gradually blurred, and suddenly someone broke through the hazy sky and came towards me.
Shaw: [shouts] Hold on tight!
I could hardly open my eyes, I could only feel someone hugging my waist tightly, a cold light flashed past, and the feeling of being pulled at my ankles disappeared.
There seems to be a burning gaze falling on my face in the drowsiness.
Shaw: Don't fall asleep, I'll take you to a safe place.
His voice reached my ears through the sea, but it made me feel very familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.
But I didn't have any strength to think. When my consciousness almost dissipated, a voice sounded in my mind.
?.?: I thought this trip was unlucky, except for a bunch of sea hares, I didn't find anything.
?.?: Unexpectedly, there’s really a “strange” baby.
In the dark and quiet seabed, a loud voice broke through the silence, splitting the darkness like a rolling thunder.
The voice fell straight to my ears, and with a strange lure, I opened my eyes for the first time.
The sky light on the bottom of the sea was tortuous and obscure. It seemed that a "creature" I had never seen was cutting off the seaweed wrapped around me, and the dagger shone with a cold light.
Looking up, I bumped into a pair of eyes that were like broken gold, and there was undisguised arrogance and possession in those eyes.
Catching my gaze, he raised his eyebrows, and an unexpected smile crossed his eyes.
Shaw: Hello there, interesting “lady”.
Shaw: From now on, you belong to me.
The embrace in the memory gradually overlapped with reality and it seems that there is a strange yet some sensation on my lips in the haziness.
I opened my eyes laboriously and found myself lying on a reef.
Shaw hugged me, his whole body was wet, his lips were a little too bright red. He leaned over to stare at me, seemed relieved to see my eyes open, and rubbed my head.
Shaw: How are you able to fall off when you’re on a ship?
Shaw: Fortunately, I was fast.
I haven't recovered from the memory just now, I just looked at Shaw.
It turns out that the starting point of my memory that I've been looking for is right in front of me.
Shaw: No way, are you scared?
Seeing my dazed look, he raised his hand to touch my forehead, and I couldn't help but blurt out.
MC: Captain, why did you fetch me up at that time?
Shaw was stunned for a moment, and his gaze stayed on my face for a moment.
Shaw: What, do you want to stay on the seafloor surrounded by seagrass all the time and be neighbors with big clam shells?
MC: I just.......
The chaotic thoughts made me a little hesitant. Shaw looked at me with scrutiny, the original casual attitude suddenly disappeared, and the hand on my forehead was retracted.
Shaw: Wherever the storm is, the Clematis will sail.
Shaw: It's never calm here. If you don’t wish to stay, you still have the chance to leave.
His words sounded like thunder in my heart. I've always wanted to find the starting point of my memory and go back to where I belong.
But now I find that what I've been looking for is always close in proximity.
Maybe I was thinking too much. The next second, Shaw raised his hand and flicked my forehead.
Shaw: Do you really want to go back?
MC: Didn't you say…?
Shaw: I just lied to you.
Shaw: Tsk, how could there be such an unqualified crew member who delusionally "abandoned" her captain and returned to the bottom of the sea.
Shaw said these words and left me as he turned back to the little boat to deal with the pirates of Black Skull who were all tied up.
Shaw: Do you remember that those who dare touch her seek death?
My heart was suddenly taken aback. It turned out that these people were all coming for me?
Shaw didn't want to hand me over to them, was he protecting me?
Immediately, I felt a little inexplicable and remembered that he never answered my question.
Is he trying so hard to protect me because I was a treasure salvaged by him?
After the pirates were all dragged down, he glanced at me as if he had inadvertently turned his head sideways.
When he met my gaze, he raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand towards me from a distance.
Shaw: [shouts] Hey, that unqualified crew member, do you want to go back with me?
Looking at his flamboyant expression, the memories of the past suddenly flooded in my mind.
On the deck where there was a bonfire, the wine jar was getting empty one after another. Shaw looked at me in the noisy laughter.
Shaw: Why is your face so red from just a few sips of wine? That’s too weak.
MC: Ahem....something that chokes your throat like this........those who like this drink are the weird ones!
Shaw: It's a celebration wine, everyone should drink it. Give it to me and I'll drink it for you on your behalf.
In the dark night, there was a small noise in the bedroom. I was about to turn on the light, but Shaw silently covered my eyes.
MC: ….. Why blindfold me?
Shaw: A "little mouse" has come in and needs to be dealt with. You're so timid, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep when you see it.
On the swaying ship, lightning struck down one after another, illuminating the bedroom in the porthole.
MC: .....The ship was shaking so badly. Did it encounter a thunderstorm? Will we be hit!
Shaw: Are you afraid of this? When I went out to sea before, the thunderstorms were much worse than this.
Shaw: Go to sleep if you are afraid, don't be shocked and disturb my sleep.
My mind was surging, and finally settled into a firm answer. I paused and walked towards Shaw.
MC: But Captain, why do you look so happy?
Shaw looked at me, at this moment the moon wheel rose from behind him, reflecting the expression on his face, with a flying smile.
Shaw: I am very happy.
Shaw: Because I didn’t lose any of my crewmates.
[Part 4]
Back in the bedroom, Shaw pulled out a silk dress and threw it to me. Seeing my puzzled expression, he silently reached out and picked up a tattered piece of clothing on my shoulder.
Shaw: You are too slow. Did you not notice that your clothes were torn?
There was a strange shivering sensation on the shoulder where his fingertips ran across. I looked down in a panic, only to realize that the scratch on my shoulder must have been cut by an iron hook just now.
MC: I, I'm going to change it.
I hurriedly took my clothes and hid behind the curtain and changed my clothes. When I came out again, I saw Shaw leaning against the window and looking at the map.
The moonlight fell on the bridge of his tall nose, concealing his condescending appearance, showing a bit of seriousness.
This made him seem a little approachable, the usual Shaw either disappeared or frightened me by pretending to be a ghost.
Shaw raised his head when he heard the movement, his eyes wandered up and down my body a few times, and raised his eyebrows.
Shaw: Yes, oriental silk is quite suitable for you.
Shaw: Very beautiful.
I couldn't help but blush to hear the compliments coming out of this mean captain's mouth.
Shaw: Come on, you were in the sea just now, why didn't you run?
Shaw: Haven't you planned this for a long time?
Hearing him say that, I looked up at him in a panic, trying to cover it up.
MC: You, what are you talking about, I don't know.
He put down the map in his hand and looked up at me with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth.
Shaw: What, do you need me to tell you before you admit it?
Shaw approached me step by step, his forceful gaze landed on my cheek without any scruples.
Shaw: Shortly after arriving on the Clematis, you sneaked to the deck while I was asleep.
Shaw: You lied about wanting to enjoy the moon, in fact, you were drawing out the layout of Clematis.
Shaw: It’s not unlikely for pirates who steal things to be tortured for information of the outside world.
Shaw: Peeking at the map in the captain's room and look for escape tools in the storage room;
Shaw: There was also a smell of sea fish when I slept at night. . . . . . It's so obvious that a fool can even see it.
MC: You know all about it? Then why are you...
Shaw: Of course it was fun.
Shaw: A "sea ghost" who doesn't understand anything was spinning around in the human world, and doing a good job...how interesting.
MC: So...you keep me on board just because you think I was funny?
MC: You say I am a rare treasure, but there are so many interesting things in the sea, Chinese porcelain pieces, and different ambergris present on the bottom of the sea are also very interesting.
MC: But when the merchants came to buy it, you also sold it to them, so what about me, can I also be traded?
The question that had been hidden in my heart for a long time blurted out at this moment. I stared straight at Shaw, and my heart beat faster involuntarily.
Shaw's original teasing look was taken aback, as if he didn't expect to be given an example by me, and he choked.
Shaw: After staying on the ship for so long, you learned very quickly about sweeping and working, but how can you still be so stupid?
Shaw: Is this something that can be compared together?
MC: How do I know if this can be compared…………
MC: Since I am so stupid, the captain should directly tell me, what is the difference between me and these treasures?
I looked up at Shaw and hid my thoughts in my words.
He smiled and suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me in front of him.
Shaw: Chinese porcelain pieces and ambergris wouldn’t spout nonsense.
Shaw: Don't you just want to know, why did I keep you?
He saw through my thoughts immediately. Feeling embarrassed, I shrunk my neck backwards.
MC: The pirates who came to rob me wanted to get the underwater treasures from me, but you were never curious about these.
Shaw: Only people with no brains believe this nonsense.
Shaw: I'm just curious why there was a "girl" present under the sea, and what is the difference between her and a real person.
MC: So did you find the answer?
Shaw: Certainly -
Shaw prolonged his tone and looked at me with a half-smile.
Shaw: The difference is that you are easy to satisfy, you can be excited for the whole day by a sea hare.
Shaw: You still have to find a memory that may not exist at all. Do you think this is stupid?
MC: …….
MC: How does it sound, I don't have any better qualities in your eyes.
I was speechless but Shaw was calm.
Shaw: These are all what I wanted to say.
Shaw: In this ocean, there is too much struggle and blood, and it is meaningless.
Shaw: You want to learn from humans just like cats and tigers, but you don't know that humans are the most cunning.
Shaw: I know you let go of the pirates who came to steal things before. I guess it’s because they promised that they wouldn’t share whatever happened on the ship and you believed it.
Shaw: The "ghost" who could find the treasure under the sea was hiding in my bedroom. Who spread the news?
I was taken aback by Shaw's words, and I looked at him with round eyes and he sneered.
Shaw: The word “ghost” doesn't suit you .
Shaw: A simple and kind-hearted person like you, if it weren't for me to cover you, you would have already been eaten by others that not even bones are left…
Wait, is this person scolding me or praising me…
Shaw: Hey, why are your ears red?
MC: You didn't tell me this before.
I muttered softly, suddenly thought of something, and looked up at him.
MC: In fact, when I was in the sea just now, I regained my memory.
MC: I seem to have been sleeping on the bottom of the sea for a long, long time, until...you found me.
MC: You are the one who started my life.
Surprise flashed across Shaw's eyes, and the next moment his words showed no hidden intentions.
Shaw: Since I am so important to you, you should stay by my side even more.
MC: ...Captain, I think the most important thing I should learn is your confidence.
MC: But if you want me to stay, that means I'm quite important to you, right?
Shaw: You learn from me pretty quickly.
MC: After all, I was awakened by you, and it is normal for me to learn from you!
I imitated Shaw's tone and spoke in a serious manner.
MC: Since you’ve said so much, then I’ll think about it “mercifully”.
Seeing how hard headed I was being, Shaw suddenly returned back to his usual self, smiled wickedly, and casually pulled a ribbon from the table.
He slowly wrapped the ribbon around my arm, he whispered to me in a calm tone.
Shaw: Not similar enough, I'll teach you.
The ribbon went round and round my arm, creating many tiny ripples.
Shaw: You should say that I am the worst pirate on this ocean. No one can go against my will.
The ribbon tightened suddenly at my wrist.
Shaw: So I want you to stay, and you're going to stay.
Shaw: If you run, I will catch you.
Shaw: Even if you escape to the bottom of the sea, I can bring you up again.
Looking at his eyes close at hand, I swallowed nervously.
MC: So...isn't that kidnapping?
Shaw answered nonchalantly and picked up the map on the table beside him, and slowly spread it out on my chest.
The rough touch of the parchment rolled on my chest, his fingers brushed against my collarbone, and I couldn't help but shudder.
Shaw: It's not me who wants to see the rabbit.
Shaw: I just agreed to your request and mercifully took you with me.
He picked up the quill and swiped across the map. It didn't stop even when it got to the edge, it slid across my chest and stopped ambiguously on my heart.
The tip of the pen seemed to touch my pounding heartbeat.
Shaw seemed to feel it. He curled the corners of his lips and drew a bright red mark on my chest with the quil.
Shaw: I promise to take you to see a real rabbit, I will not go back on my word, and I will also not let you go back either.
His tone seemed to be the most magical voice in the world, and his eyes were like the most desirable ocean.
I couldn't help but twitch the corners of my mouth.
MC: Judging from the current situation, even if I want to go back, I am powerless.
MC: Captain, I give up, so can you let me go now?
I brewed up a pitiful look and looked at Shaw, he looked down at me with an arrogant, successful smile in his eyes.
Shaw: Now that you admit defeat, you have to keep sailing with me
Shaw: Robbie Island is just the next stop, there will be another stop, and another stop...you have to be prepared.
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