Chapter 104
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Dark Elves hated light. No one knew the exact reason why; everyone simply accepted it as a fact, and in all honesty, the reality was also like that as well. So, most of the hos belonging to Dark Elves were painted in achromatic colours or in black/grey. Heck, quite a few of those houses didn’t have any lighting fixtures, even.
"......"
Inside a dark room truly fitting for a Dark Elf, Hazeline was lying on the bed, gazing deeply into the boxy LCD screen exuding a lone light that brightened this forlorn space.
The contents on the screen that drew her interest was thus:
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Kim Sae-Jin (Verified Account)
@SJKIM
Guild Master, The Monster/The Orc Blacksmith/High Tier Hunter
Followers 45,345,874 Currently Following 10
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Probably the most famous person among the younger generation, Kim Sae-Jin. The number of followers were well over 45 million, highest in Asia. In other words, as many as half the population of the entire Korean nation. No wonder, what with this much interest shown by the general public, every once in a while photos and posts uploaded to his social dia profile would beco topics of news.
"...Why are there so many pics of him with won in here?"
Hazeline pouted visibly as she carefully studied each and every photo appearing on his profile. There were a ton of selfies uploaded to it, but almost half of them were taken with different won.
Of course, the frequency of those pics being uploaded drastically decreased ever since he began dating Yu Sae-Jung, but still... There were literally endless posts and reposts made by several won who were shalessly wagging their tails. And many of these ladies had social status that even made Hazeline seem a bit plain in comparison.
Hey, wait a minute. Even I, as an Elf, recognise that person?!
"...Ah-oo. I must be going crazy."
Hazeline finally woke up from her unnecessarily fevered participation of the social dia movent, and flung away her phone to a corner of the bed.
Although she found herself pathetic and hopeless for doing this against a man who already had a girlfriend... but sohow, things had beco like this lately.
Of course, she did think about that man every now and then. He was eloquent, was a gentleman and had good manners. Initially, her thoughts of him wasn’t on the level of a deep, deep interest - but rather, sothing more common, sothing like He’s a nice guy~, that kind of admiration.
However, as their interaction over the matters related with potions increased in frequency, the depths of her feelings began growing deeper as if she was getting seduced by his innate scent; the real decisive blow ca in the forms of two unexpected battles and one heartfelt gift.
And so, nowadays, whenever she was left alone at ho and feeling a bit sentintal, her head would be filled with Sae-Jin’s face.
But this was definitely not love. For an Elf, the aning of love was far more graver than dying itself, and so when an Elf fell in love, one couldn’t carry on with his or her daily life anymore. Hazeline knew that she was still very far from that. Very.
However, at the sa ti, she recognised her condition as a very bad on as well. On top of that, the ’situation’ was even worse than the last ti. After all, he already had a lover...
"Fuu."
Hazeline let out a long sigh, her eyes instinctively moving back towards her phone.
It would have been nice if her feelings remained where she might think about him whenever she felt lonely... but such a thing was not possible for an Elf.
In the end, she blad her complicated emotions as the result of her species-unique instincts,
and picked the phone back up.
"...Just when is he going to send back a reply... Ah, maybe?"
There was no reply whatsoever until now for a text ssage she sent to him over two hours ago. But rather than getting annoyed, worries filled her up first.
"What, are, you, doing, now? You, still, haven’t, replied, yet... Maybe, is, there, sothing, wrong..."
She read each word carefully before sending the ssage. She then slowly lowered the phone down and her gaze drifted towards the top of the desk. A charming little music box, shaped like a piano, was calling out for her attention.
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