So, without any further delays, here is our first release for Sekaimo!
Translators: Kurosmith & Kalkin
Proofreaders: Kalkin + imoutolicious
PDF: Mediafire
Please enjoy.
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"Ahhh, finally... finally I have found you…♪"
A girl of golden radiance was before me.
Ripe, cherry red lips; straight honey-blonde hair, flowing down to her hips;
long, curvilinear eyebrows in the shape of a crescent moon, arcing like the
antennae of a silk moth; deep and beautiful heterochromatic eyes of blue and
gold, seemingly not of this world, smiling lightly; and soft, lily-white
skin of an angel down from heaven.
She was adorned in
black: an off-the-shoulder blouse revealing her skin above its low
neckline; a pair of long, silk gloves; over-knee socks fastened with garter
belts tightly pulling them over her legs; and a pair of leather boots.
—Maria.
Maria Lunalady
Blackhazel.
There’s no way I wouldn’t
recognize her.
It's not that I’m
acquainted with her. I’ve never met her even once, let alone exchanged letters
or e-mails, nothing like that.
Even so, I just know.
It would be impossible
not to.
「The one and only female head of the Blackhazel family, whose assets as Romania’s
colossal war industry conglomerate are estimated to account for 10 percent of the
world’s wealth. The commander of Bandersnatch — an international private
military company with direct involvements in over 70 percent of all
international conflicts on earth, regardless of borders. An unprecedented
genius proficient in politics, philosophy, economy and other liberal arts, and fluent
in 9 languages.
Feared and revered for her overpowering charisma, she is otherwise known as the 《Princess of Pure Darkness》.」
Whether it’s the BBC
or Le Monde, she’s a legendary figure that every national media keeps an eye on
like stalkers — using her every move as news material.
There’s just no way I can’t
not know her.
“For the last 15 years,
there was never a moment where I’ve forgotten you.”
And that same Maria is
speaking in fluent Korean in front of the lectern. What’s more, it’s clear as day that her eyes are looking this way.
*click click*
With disciplined gait,
Maria steps down from the lectern and walks across the middle of the classroom.
The sound of her high-heels resonates clearly like a bell on a night of New
Year’s Eve.
With her last step as
the starting point, all my sense of reality begins to break apart.
“W-wh...what?”
I stutter like an
idiot, as if I’ve been devolved into a goldfish with a single-digit IQ.
Although I’m just
looking at her eyes, there’s an overwhelming force that suffocates you.
Call it her “aura”, if
you will.
Who would’ve thought I’d
actually experience the actual meaning of “being overwhelmed” deep down into my
bones like in mangas and novels?
Well, that’s fully understandable.
It’s not strange or
surprising in the very least.
Almost within my arm’s
reach is none other than the 《Princess of Pure Darkness》 herself. She’s
simply right in front of me, less than a meter away.
I’d like to meet
anyone who can lift their head straight indifferently before this overwhelming
force.
At the very least, I
can say for sure that I don’t have such fortitude.
The high school
classroom, which couldn’t be any more ordinary, was already transformed into an
anomaly zone, as though lifetime’s worth of shock was condensed into this one
area.
Preoccupied in these
inane thoughts of mine, it wasn’t long before Maria made the first move without
warning.
*fwoosh*
Honestly, it was a sudden,
single finishing blow that would never happen again in a lifetime.
If I were to do so, I
can still describe the scene at the moment the way it was. For example, the
middle-aged teacher frozen stiff with the chalk in his hand stuck to the blackboard.
My 36 classmates with their mouths gaping open, so motionless that I’d think
they might never move again. Down to the cheerful harmony of the larks that were
chirping away without a care, as if to say all this was none of their business.
“Prepare yourself. I will not let go of you ever again now, Siyoung-oniisama.”
Maria’s sweet, crystal-clear voice tickled
against my ears.
Spoken flawlessly without an accent, her words reverberated
faintly, leaving behind a wave of sincerity.
Dumbstruck by the incomprehensibility of the
situation, my sense of taste and touch were the only things being relayed back
to me.
The viscid strand of saliva stretched between lips
to lips, the softness of a half-melted ice cream, the sweetness of a fluffy cotton
candy that gently settles in your mouth.
Locked in her fast embrace with her lips sealing
mine, that was the taste of Maria’s daring French kiss.
◇ ◆ ◇
Few days have passed since
that day and I’m currently at the Blackhazel mansion, located on the outskirts of Brașov,
Romania.
It’s morning and Dorothy
is yet again harassing me — relentlessly poking my cheek with her fork.
“Hey! You stupid,
idiotic Onii-san~!”
Failing to keep her
sadistic pleasure in control, she bursts out laughing like a baby.
She caught me
completely off guard while I was enjoying a cup of coffee in silence, and my
upper body flinched violently.
Expelling the liquids
flowing backward from the throat into the mug, I cough like crazy.
“Hey! Cut it out, will you?! Can you just please leave me alone?!”
“Pfft, I’ll keep bugging
you until you’re dead!”
“Grrr, why you little…!”
I know it’s is completely
useless to act tough and serious at her.
Dorothy doesn’t take
me serious in the slightest. She never backs down, anyway. Yes, like now, she just sticks out her tongue
and snickers like a little devil.
Her twin-tails, rolled
up into curls, wavers blissfully. Each time
she sways her head, the rays of light that comes through the window would scatter
across the room in oblique directions.
And the tight, classy,
black Armani suit she was wearing emphasized her femininity, along with her unique
style.
As for where I am in
the mansion, I’m sitting at the grand table with two other people in the dining
room.
Sitting at the middle
is me, and on each ends of the table are Maria and her identical twin sister “Dorothy
Iblis Blackhazel”.
Now then, time for a
question.
Why on earth am I
included here?
No matter how many
times I ask myself, it’s unlikely that I’d get a proper answer. To be more
exact, I did get an answer from her, but I couldn’t understand it.
Well, probably.
“Mmm. You see, Dorothy…”
Unable to bear the
sight of Dorothy’s persistent bullying any more, Maria pushes the silver-rimmed
glasses up to the bridge of her nose and gently scolds her.
“Despite his
appearance, this person is our Onii-sama. As such, how about we treat him with a little more
appropriate level of formality and affection?”
Ehh, she sounds less commanding
than a bottle of flat soda…
Even so, taking into
account of how Maria’s words carry considerable weight in this household, this
is a golden opportunity to establish some authority for me here.
I can’t let this chance
slip by.
“That’s right! A little
sister shouldn’t act like a rabid dog to her godly older brother like that!”
“H-hauuu…! But
Onee-sama! There’s no way that this prematurely ejaculating cherry boy, who doesn’t
even know basic table manners, could possibly qualify as a Blackhazel!”
“Manners?! I don’t
want to hear that from a person who pokes someone else’s cheek with a fork!”
But more importantly,
how do you know if I’m a quick-shot or not?!
“Hmph! Behhhh~!”
Dorothy sticks out her
tongue again for me to see in provocation. Man, I’m about to blow a fuse here. Nevertheless,
the final judgment is always in the hands of the household’s current master — Maria.
While at each other's
throat, Dorothy and I carefully glance over to Maria.
“I see…” Maria nods with
a refreshing smile on her face. “Indeed, there needs to be drastic changes to Onii-sama
in regards to that matter.”
It’s my loss.
“No, er… Although it doesn’t
seem like it, I’m trying pretty hard here. But the thing about habits is that,
well, you can’t just expect it to change overnight.”
“You are my Onii-sama,
for goodness sake! To think that you are stricken with shameful conditions of 'premature ejaculation’ and ‘erectile dysfunction’! As Onii-sama’s
little sister and current master of the Blackhazel family, I, Maria Lunalady
Blackhazel, will not allow this!”
“…What’s your thought
on the phrase ‘if there is no bread, let them eat cake’?”
If they can understand the context of the
conversation at this much level, then I’d be really impressed.
“Hmm? Well, I reckon
it is a proverb.”
“Yeah, yeah! It’s a
proverb. A proverb~♪”
“…….”
These young ladies are
way out of touch with the world. Or
maybe they’re feigning ignorance and hiding inside a smokescreen.
Personally, I’d like
to bet on the latter. At least one thing I can be sure of is that, with such confident
answer, it’ll leave the side that retorts at a loss for words.
With a soft sigh, I
cut a slice of steak on the plate with my knife and proceed to chew it. Supposedly,
this Wagyu ribeye steak was sent directly from a Kobe beef ranch in Japan.
Although I don’t know how exactly the beef got on the table, considering its import
has been banned from majority of the countries since 2002, the pleasure of
eating is the only thing I can enjoy after arriving here.
And, sure enough…
That damn Dorothy is
poking my cheek again with her fork, and what’s more, it has her saliva on it.
Are you seriously poking
my cheek with that fork?
Eventually, I run of patience
and spin my head around.
*bite*
Like a predator after
its prey, I snatch Dorothy’s fork with my mouth.
“…Hau?”
Then for an instant,
not understanding what has just happened, Dorothy tilts her head innocently.
Consequently, it didn’t take long for her brain to absorb the information and her
face to turn white as a sheet.
Oh my, what a rare and
unusual sight I’m seeing.
As I nod my head lost
in that sort of sentimental appreciation, Dorothy bursts out with her hands
trembling.
“H-h-how dare you, you
crazy bastard!”
Even before my cerebral cortex can send
Dorothy’s words to the speech-control center, the
sense of pain outruns them with the speed of light. It’s a straight punch. One
that’s on a level where I’d have to add the prefix “mega-” to it.
Also, the left hook combo
that followed was a critical hit. On the clean and efficient movement, I give you
a score of nine on a ten-point scale. Clap, clap, clap.
“What the hell are you
doing to a cute and pure young lady’s fork! Huh?! Die! Die! Go write a will already
and drop dead, you human trash! ”
“Gah! Hey, you’re
killing me! You’re killing your older brother! Owww, a cute and pure young lady is killing an
innocent person!”
With infernal ferocity,
she tramples viciously on my fallen corpse… with her shoes on.
Ah, the marvelous
Western custom of wearing your shoes indoors. My, what a wonderful culture
shock!
So…
Just exactly what did
I do wrong to suffer this horrible retribution?
From the start, I was
a fool to have hoped for a rose-colored development like ~Doki-Doki Heart-pounding
Cohabitation with Beautiful Twin Sisters!~ even for a moment. I’m an idiot unmatched in idiocy.
Why couldn’t I realize
something so obvious?
An obvious truth; ideals
are high up in the sky, while reality is stuck in the bottom, deep down in the
sewers.
I end up recalling the
day of that incident that brought forth this overly complicated situation that
I’m currently in.
The day my “little
sister” stormed into my peaceful life, blowing away everything like a Category
5 hurricane.
◇ ◆ ◇
“Whoa, just what in
the world…”
This is totally unreal.
Touching and wiping my lips, I try my best to pretend that I’m calm. It’s a completely
stiff and awkward behavior, like a rookie actor being on the stage for the
first time.
“Erm, Blackhazel… san?”
I attach an honorific
at the end, thinking it’d probably be impolite of me to carelessly call the name
of the person I’ve just met today.
“Fufu, it’s okay to use
my name when you call me.”
Amused by my reaction,
Maria giggles with her hand covering her mouth.
“Now, repeat after me:
Maria.”
It’s like I’m a five
year old kid to her. Even if she tells me—a person she just met for the first
time—to call her by her name, I really don’t feel like calling her after
hearing that from her.
“No, even if you
insist….”
“I won’t respond to
you if you don’t call me by my name.”
“What’s
the meaning of all this in the first pl—”
“Maria.”
Instead of an explanation,
I get an imaginary slap on the wrist.
Maria narrows her eyes
and puffs up her cheek like a hamster with feed stuffed in its cheeks. Her
expression is cute, rather than angry.
For few minutes, there’s
an awkward silence.
In the end, waving a
white flag, I give in to Maria’s tacit request and hesitantly open my mouth.
“Ma-Maria.”
There’s an innocent
smile on her face; she seems to be enjoying it.
“Ahhh, I’m shivering…♡ I’ve been called by my name by
Onii-sama for the first time!”
Well then, nice to
know that you’re moved by something like this.
“Umm… Anyway, leaving
that aside…”
I’ll probably never
see the end of it if I get dragged into her pace. So I decide to skip on
majority of what has happened so far.
Since it’s obvious
things would get drawn-out if I started asking questions about them…
“Is there something bothering
you? Please confess me your troubles!”
Slightly slanting her
body forward with her arms behind her back, Maria tilts her head upwards —
giving her an appearance of a cat looking up mischievously.
“If you don’t mind me
asking, do you know what this place is, by any chance?”
“Eh? Of course I do. Isn't it a school, where illiterate commoners receive education?”
“W-well, you’re right… kind of.”
Well, not really. If
you think about it, nothing she said is incorrect. It’s the right answer. So, my verdict on her score is— wait, wait, that’s
not it.
However, it seems that
my response was odd to her, judging from how Maria is looking around the
classroom. Each time there’s an eye contact with Maria, I can see people cowering
in plain sight or having a tense expression on their face here and there.
Yet, why is it that Maria
can’t realize the irregularity of the situation we’re in?
Maria tilts her head
sideways with innocent eyes conveying her cluelessness.
“And what does that
have to do with anything, Onii-sama?”
“No, you see, I’m in middle
of a class.”
Because she replied so
confidently, I almost forgot what to say back.
“A-ah—! You’re
certainly right! How could I have let these inferior and odiferous proletariats
interfere with our conversation! Embarrassingly, it’s my…mistake…”
Speaking hesitantly,
she twirls her body in embarrassment.
Wow.
She’s completely off
the mark on that point, this girl.
About now, I can’t
even get myself to gather the strength to point out she’s being embarrassed about
the wrong thing. As you’ve heard, that was her reply in regards to my answer.
And it was just at
that moment.
“B-both of you! What’s
all this ruckus in middle of my class?!”
After the commotion
has settled down, the middle-aged teacher who has regained his composure breaks
into the conversation.
Okay, I’m fine with
all this, but… What do you mean by “both
of you”? If we were to really put this into classification, I’m the victim
here, not the one causing a ruckus. So if you label us as a whole like that,
you’re putting me in a very difficult position.
When I was thinking
those inane complaints in my mind, Maria spoke.
“And just who gave you
the freedom to speak?”
Suddenly, Maria’s
expression became cold and heartless.
Those eyes that were
smiling kindly just a moment ago were now emitting an air of malevolence, like the
enigmatic eyes of a devil.
—*shudder*
The flustered look and
beautiful smile that was on her face just a moment ago were gone. It’s like she took off the mask she had been
wearing until now.
“Haaah…”
Maria shrugs her
shoulders; and she begins to speak in a cold, clear voice.
“Could it perhaps be that
you do not understand the position you are currently in?”
“I-I’m the teacher
here! You’re the one talking nonsense!”
In lieu of a reply is a
frightening glare, as sharp as a honed rapier for piercing through flesh.
Just the mere act of
glaring is overpowering him.
It’s on a whole
different level.
“However, I am in a great
mood today. Therefore, I cannot feel the necessity to punish your ignorance that
has sprung from your benightedness. So please, close your mouth and stay silent
like a domesticated animal you are.”
“W-what?! That’s—!”
“Ahh, and one more
thing.”
Maria cuts off the enraged
teacher before he can argue.
“If it is possible,
would you be so kind as to not breathe? For Onii-sama to breathe in the same
air as these filthy serfs— It pains me so much that my heart is on the verge of
breaking.”
Suffice to say, she
managed to corner the teacher into mental breakdown with her sheer force alone.
Maria, who just
subdued the teacher with her piercing stare, turns her head towards me with the
tender expression.
It looks like I’m the
only person permitted with this “freedom of speech”.
I feel like I’ve
become a working-class spokesman urging a proletarian revolution.
So, er, I’m talking
about a socialist paradise, everyone!
—No, no. That’s not
it.
“Say… I think words
like “proletariats” and “serfs” are a little anachronistic in a modern society
and go against the concept of human rights.”
“Not quite, Onii-sama!
After all, Hegel hypothesized that the spirit of the age was a circular loop: Repeating
itself without progress. In the end, the
ignorant masses are nothing more than subjects of domestication, not edification.”
“The words ‘ignorant
masses’ are a bit too…"
“You’re saying it
degrades the elegance of the argument, right?! Ahhh, you’re indeed my
Onii-sama!”
…That’s not what I
meant.
Going off on her own delusion,
Maria continues her speech.
“Then I will correct
it to ‘low-cost, expendable working class that sustains the bottom of the
social hierarchy’!”
Goodness, just look at
her.
So, in short, Maria’s
expression is this.
The expressing you
make when another person asks you what one plus one equals.
And she speaks like
it’s so obvious.
Moreover, she’s saying
it right in front of those “low-cost, expendable working class that sustains
the bottom of the social hierarchy” without hesitation.
“Okay, stop it there!”
The teacher’s one
thing; but are you planning on emotionally scarring all of my classmates?
Because of that, I
immediately jump out of my chair; it’s so that I can get out of the classroom
with Maria. Running away, in short.
“Uhmm. Please continue
with the class, teacher.”
“Please excuse me for
my interruption in your studies. What sweet dreams you all have.”
Would there be another
day where I’d realize my ancestor’s proverb “the mouth is the gate of
misfortune” this thoroughly?
Even if there is, I’d
rather not go through it. I’d really rather not.
And the teacher who
usually takes pride in the fact he joined the labor union that was the
foundation of Marx's theory of working class revolution was standing speechless
like a stone statue.
Well, guess it’s nothing
new now.
Thinking “whatever
happens, happens”, I run out of the classroom.
Maria, who was
watching my face closely, asks like she’s quite worried.
“Say, Onii-sama? You
seem a little uncomfortable. Is there anything wrong with you, by any chance?”
“Does this look like
‘a little’ uncomfortable to you?!”
“A-ah?! Then I’ll call a medical team right away—“
“Stop, stop! That’s
exactly the problem! You’re going through unnecessary troubles!”
Did she realize that
it wasn’t a physical problem? Maria smiles with a sigh of relief.
“Fufu, oh Onii-sama. Those trivial things are
none of our concern. Wouldn’t the important thing be the problem between me and
Onii-sama?”
You’re still going on with
that “Onii-sama”?
Would you please stop
that?
“No, I mean, how am I
your older brother to begin with? I’m a fucking Kimchi…… no, this isn’t
it. Yes! I’m Korean!”
“You’re half Romanian
and half Korean.”
“Ugh!”
Right on point.
But even if that’s
true, how is it that my father’s side is suddenly from the “Blackhazel” family?!
What’s up with this absurd premise?!
Is this some kind of a
third-rate hidden reality show?
My mind is racing with
such possibilities.
It was then that I
noticed other teachers and students were peeking at us helplessly.
“Ugh. First, let’s go somewhere
it’s quiet, and then we can talk.”
We’re on the third
floor. I promptly grab and pull Maria’s hand, then head towards the flight of
stairs to reach the rooftop on the upper floor.
“Ah, eh, umm,
hauu……?!”
Well, Maria’s entire face
is flushing red again. I wonder why, but soon enough I realize that we’re
holding hands.
Is this the same girl that
stole my first kiss in front of everybody? I can’t believe your shyness circuit
activates normally at the wrong place. Well, even so, it’s not like I’m in a laidback
position to be considerate in this kind of place. No siree.
I struggled up the stairs.
Once there, I remove the dial lock, which had its numbers cracked long ago, and
open the rusty iron door.
I hear a metallic
creak, and it was precisely at that moment when I thought the door had opened.
It wasn’t sunlight
that filled my sight, but series of metallic objects of the blackest black that
covered the sky in darkness.
Now it’s my turn to
gape my mouth open.
No wonder I’ve been
hearing strange noises.
『DuDuDuDu…』
In the distant sky, dozens
of AH-64D Longbow Apache military helicopters were circling around mid-air. I
don’t have expert knowledge of military technology in particular, but I know
fully well that those Hellfire air-to-surface missiles attached under the two
wings aren’t used for mere practical jokes.
And that’s not all.
The schoolyard was already
filled with mysterious black sedans. And in the center was a Cadillac Platinum
Edition limousine, elegantly displaying its smooth, curvaceous streamlined
form.
Now this was truly a
sight to behold.
Furthermore, the head
of a howling grey wolf emblazoned on those military helicopters is the emblem
of Bandersnatch — the world’s largest international private military group that
lives up to its name.
All this can only mean
one thing.
—Discretionary extraterritoriality
of a civilian military commander.
No matter how far and
wide you search in this world, there’s only one civilian military commander
who’s officially recognized by the United Nations.
The only person who
can make all this ridiculous setting come true in reality.
This isn’t a hidden reality
show or anything like that. There’s no way any TV show in their right mind would
spend that much money on this extravagant set for a single episode.
In another words, if
all this is real, then I have committed an unspeakable discourtesy in front of such
prominent figure.
Maria takes her hand
out quietly from my listless hand.
She takes a few steps
forward, and turns her body round to see me face-to-face again.
Seemingly not of this world, her deep and beautiful heterochromatic eyes of blue and gold tempts him.
With a subtle smile on
her face, Maria’s expression is gentle beyond measure and elegant, like that of
an angel.
But that’s only how
she looks on the outside.
Now that I’ve realized
her true nature, I probably can no longer take that smile just as it is.
A pinch of salt— no, at
least a sack of salt would be necessary.
“At this very
moment…”
However, Maria’s
action that soon followed was something ominous and entirely unforeseen that threw
my expectations upside down.
“My dearest wish that
I have been yearning for 13 years has come true at last.”
With both hands, Maria
raises the hem of the skirt gracefully, then pulls her left leg one step
backward and slightly bends her knees.
It’s a traditional
European-style gesture of greeting of a lady that you often see in movies.
“My name is Maria Lunalady
Blackhazel. I give you my formal salutation once more, Onii-sama.”
Her concise words would
later come to completely change my life.
The motionless cogwheel
takes motion.
“—Welcome, to my empire that I have prepared for you and you alone.”
And thus, the curtain
rises for a new story.
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