Hello there~ I post few translations for MLQC along with random fangirling. My A3! and AfterL!fe translation blogs can be spotted from desktop view so would recommend checking it out once from desktop~
Never have I ever thought I would need to make a masterlist in this random blog I made of mine. But I don’t want my readers to get lost in this messy blog so, I thought organizing the translations I have done so far would make it easier~
I have only did translations for MLQC and A3! so far and very less of them but still here is the list!
Note : My translations are not professional so, I’m always welcoming suggestions or corrections to my errors. Please feel free to correct me if you find any mistakes. Anyways, the translations have been put undercut. Thank you for taking your time here~
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▼△ ⑅*❀⑅*𝗔𝟯! 𝗔𝗰𝘁! 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁! 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘀!*❀⑅* ▼△
𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒
->SSR [Experience! Taiwan Fes] - Chulu! Pearl Master
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚛𝚒 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚜𝚞
-> SSR [Provocative Racer] - A novice
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚄𝚜𝚞𝚒
-> SR [Select Me] - The curse of love
Part 1 Part 2
༶•┈┈⛧┈♛𝐌𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 : 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞♛┈⛧┈┈•༶
~𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀~
𝚅𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛
Date count (4)
-> Undeclared Date{不宣之约}
-> Lantern and Shadow Date {灯影之约}
-> Record Date {记录之约}
-> Scorching Eyes Date {灼目之约}
-> Uncontrollable Factor’s Exclusive Radio
𝙶𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗
-> Marking Date{ 标记之约 }
𝙺𝚒𝚛𝚘
Date count (4)
-> Brilliant Fire Date{ 璨火之约 }
-> Hot Air Balloon Date{热气球之}
-> Adorable Voice Date{萌声之约}
-> Wilderness Sound Date
-> Warm Color Inspiration Date
𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗
Date count (1)
->Sunlight Date {日光 }
-> Mountain Date{Prologue and extras+Moments+Texts}
[Real date is translated here by @xiaomoxu]
𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚠
No dates scheduled yet...
~𝗥𝘂𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀~
𝚅𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛
--> Victor’s R&S <Steerer>(掌舵者) (from Season2 Chapter 14 to 17)
🌸 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 :>]
——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——
[PART 1]
MC: I didn't know that TwinkLe's songs could now be played at KTV!!
T/n: KTV is nothing but a Chinese karaoke bar! :>
As soon as the team building ends, I run home excitedly and share with Kiro the surprise I happened to discover at the KTV.
Kiro: So fast?
His eyes suddenly light up, as if caught a bit by surprise.
Kiro: If I had known that, I would've gone with you.
MC: If that happened, those microphone masters would've made a lot of money, getting to hear the singing of such a big superstar up close.
Thinking of what happened just now, I pull Kiro onto the sofa with a bit of amusement.
MC: You have no idea! Every time I put on a TwinkLe song, everyone would rush to the mic and then just join in the chorus.
MC: I didn't get to sing even a few lines myself...
Seeing my lips raised despite my "complaints", Kiro can't help but smile.
Kiro: Turns out that our songs are quite popular.
MC: Hehe, I actually wasn't expecting it.
MC: I also heard them say that TwinkLe is good in every way except that it releases songs way too slowly.
As if thinking of something, I blink and put my hand to his lips like a microphone.
MC: Question for my best partner, TwinkLe’s shining star—
MC: It's been a while since TwinkLe released a new song~
MC: Fans are eagerly waiting for news of a new album!
MC: So here's the question—are there any recent plans for some new songs that you can share with the team?
Kiro: A pleasure to be interviewed by you, my inspiration partner~
He cooperates by leaning forward slightly, moving closer to the "microphone", and putting on another bright smile.
Kiro: Thank you to all our fans for your attention to TwinkLe.
Kiro: But Twinkle belongs to two people, so I need to go back and discuss the matter~
Kiro: New songs might be released soon, so stay tuned~
Seeing how serious he is, I can't help but laugh out loud, and nestle comfortably in his arms again.
MC: This is great! Seems like since joining TwinkLe, I’ve had so many incredible experiences in my life.
MC: Performing on stage with you, getting copyright fees for your songs, and being able to play our own songs at KTV...
My excited words bubble through the air. I look up and find him smiling at me. Only then do I catch myself and feel a little embarrassed.
MC: Hehe, it's my first time experiencing these things, so I’m a little excited. Please don’t laugh at me, sempai.
Kiro: Of course not.
Kiro: When I received my first copyright fee and heard my own song at KTV for the first time, I was as happy as you, MC.
As if recalling some distant memory, a smile appears between his eyebrows.
The next second, I feel him affectionately hooking my fingertips.
Kiro: This is great. With TwinkLe, we have more and more shared experiences now.
I look into those eyes that are like the sea. The beat of my heart rises and falls in the same rhythm as those waves countless times, but it still doesn't feel enough.
Before I can react, the voice in my heart is already speaking out.
MC: Then I'll work harder, and one day I'll be able to write an entire song for you~
MC: This way you'll know how happy I am every time I hear the songs you write for me.
Kiro: Why wait? You can write now, whenever you want.
He says it without the slightest bit of hesitation, as if it's the most natural thing ever.
MC: Huh? But you know very well that writing songs is never an easy task.
Kiro: It’s certainly not easy, but it’s not that difficult either.
Probably seeing that I'm still hesitant, he puts on a thoughtful expression.
Kiro: However, I'm more worried about something else.
MC: What?
Kiro: If I received a song written by you, there is a very high probability that I'd faint from sheer happiness.
He frowns, as if that was an actual concern of his, which makes me laugh out loud.
MC: What if it’s hard to hear?
Kiro: What are you talking about? You're a member of the popular band, TwinkLe!
His blazing eyes seem to reflect light into my heart, giving me some courage.
MC: Then I'll give it my best shot!
MC: But if I get stuck, or encounter any other issue...
Those eyes saturated with warm starlight look at me knowingly, smoothing away all my hesitations.
Kiro: Don't worry, your partner is always here, waiting for your call!
——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——
[PART 2]
Kiro: You really don't need me anymore?
Kiro holds on to the study door with both hands and pokes his fluffy head in bit by bit.
Looking at his aggrieved expression, I can't help but want to laugh, but I also feel my heart soften a little.
MC: Who said I don't need you?
MC: But this song is for you, so I'm going to try to finish it on my own first.
MC: [grinning] After all, I also want you to be surprised enough when you receive it.
His wrinkled facial features slowly relax, and his eyes sparkle.
Kiro: I somehow understand how you feel when you're waiting for me outside the small dark room.
Kiro: While I am a little worried, I hope that inspiration will come to your mind soon.
MC: Hehe, I have my own god of inspiration, y'know. He will bless me.
I say meaningfully, hooking my arms around his neck and burying my face into his hair, rubbing against it at random.
MC: Let me suck some of that brain juice—!
Kiro: ....Ahhh, that tickles...! [starts laughing]
He instinctively shrinks his head, and after a long time, suppresses his laughter, bends his knuckles and hides behind the door.
Soon, a clear knock sounds on the wooden door—"knock knock knock."
Almost at the same time, a faint smile appears in those eyes just a few inches away, like stars falling into the water, swaying into my heart.
Kiro: Did you hear that? Inspiration is knocking on your door.
—
After closing the door, I just sit down in the place where he usually writes his songs, and I soon notice some traces of silence.
The chair has been adjusted perfectly for me, as if he has just gotten up and left. On the tidy desk, pens, sticky notes and various stationery are neatly arranged, as if ready to capture fragments of inspiration for me at any time.
An idea comes to my mind, and I pick up a pen and open up my notebook.
Perhaps it's because I tend to get lost in my thoughts about Kiro, but by the time I come to my senses, I find that the tip of my pen has already written out a line of lyrics.
A strange and fresh throbbing sensation builds up, as if urging me on, and a steady stream of ideas emerges from my mind.
While thinking about him, I flip through the music theory books at hand.
Before the sky goes completely dark, I end up writing the last sentence.
I stare at the dozen or so lines of words, and can hardly believe that I'm the one who has written them.
Without wasting any time, I excitedly run out of the study with the lyrics book in my arms, and happen to see Kiro looking over here.
In an instant, a hint of joy appears in his eyes, and he stands up and walks towards me.
Kiro: ...?! How was it?
MC: It was amazing! When I read those books on music theory before, I always found myself growing more and more confused.
MC: But today, when I picked up the pen, it seemed to go quite smoothly.
Kiro: Like I said, songwriting isn't that difficult!
He says it like he's always believed that I could do it, and relishes this moment of satisfaction.
Kiro: Now do you know how awesome you are?
It's like my heart is being held up by a small cloud. It feels light and airy, and even sways a little.
I can't help but laugh and nod slowly.
MC: Hehe, I'm finally starting to believe that I can do this.
The smile in his eyes spreads quietly, as if even my happiness pales in comparison to his. Then, he looks at the lyrics book in my hand with some anticipation.
Kiro: So, how's it going today?
MC: I've written something.
MC: But I can't show it to you right now because it isn't complete yet.
Kiro: That's strange... when did you become such a perfectionist?
MC: All I can say is that Master Kiro and Mr. Flower have taught me well~
MC: So I must polish the song I wrote for you.
Kiro: ....So I'm the bad influence?!
Seeing his look of frustration, I try hard to suppress my laughter and poke him in a serious manner.
MC: No bad-mouthing my senior.
MC: Even if you are him, I won't allow it~
——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——
[PART 3]
For the next few days, I keep ideating new songs. And for some reason, the lyrics that I had successfully written that day seem to get more and more lackluster the more I read them.
I bite the tip of my pen and try to start from scratch. But the more I try to write something amazing, the more my mind turns up blank.
MC: ....Why is this so difficult?!
Kiro: If you keep frowning like that, your eyebrows are gonna get all tangled up.
A smiling voice suddenly sounds and I turn around to see Kiro frowning in imitation of me.
The very next second, I find myself leaning into his arms a little discouraged and nuzzling him with my head.
MC: You say it's not that difficult, but it is obviously very difficult, extremely difficult, super difficult!
Kiro: Would you consider seeking some off-site assistance?
He blinks at me, as if to say "pick me, pick me".
When I think about the creative block I've been in for so many days, I almost subconsciously feel like giving in.
But the next second, my obsession with surprising him makes itself known in my heart, making me purse my lips and swallow the words on my lips.
After wrestling with the prospect for a while, an idea suddenly pops into my mind.
MC: Kiro, could I... accept your help without revealing the content of the lyrics?
Kiro: ...?
He is obviously taken aback, as if he wasn't expecting me to ask such a thing.
But after a moment, the surprise in his eyes slowly morphs into a smile, and then he nods.
Kiro: Since MC wants to save the surprise for last, I will cooperate to the end.
—
MC: So beautiful!
A few hours later, we find ourselves standing on the beach on the outskirts of Loveland City.
The sunlight pours down, as if covering the endless sea with a flowing golden veil.
The sand under my feet is warm and soft, and the breeze with its salty sea scent blows across my face. Everything is gentle and bright.
MC: Did you bring me here to improve my mood?
Kiro: Yes and no.
He doesn't answer directly, but just smiles and looks into the distant.
His gaze passes through the surging sea and extends all the way to the distant horizon—as if he's chasing the boundless light, or waiting for me to discover something.
Kiro: You might as well find the answer yourself, MC.
I nod thoughtfully, cast my gaze towards the vast world, and slowly let it wander between the wind and waves.
Suddenly, a soft golden light flashes across my vision. I squint my eyes a bit and look carefully—
Not far away, the waves gently lift up a transparent bottle and slowly carry it towards the shore.
MC: Is that a message in a bottle...?
Kiro: Let’s go and take a look!
But as we excitedly run closer towards it, I find that the bottle is empty, and feel a little disappointed.
MC: ....Turns out that the bottle's empty. Here I was thinking that it was inspiration sent by God.
Kiro: Hmm? I got inspiration though?
Kiro says seriously, and leans over to pick up the bottle.
After simply cleaning and drying the bottle, he picks up a couple of pretty shells off of the beach one by one as though they are treasures.
He gently spreads sand into the bottle, and then embeds the shells in it. His careful movements are like he's carving a precious piece of art.
Just as sea water pours into the mouth of the bottle, a tiny vortex forms in it, like a gentle storm.
He holds up the bottle carefully, as if admiring his masterpiece.
Kiro: The last shelf of the display cabinet belongs to me~
T/n: This is a reference to the event story, where Kiro and MC each took turns getting an item that reminded them of each other, which they would then place on an empty shelf in their display cabinet back home. So by saying that the last shelf belonged to him, what Kiro is implying is that this 'shells-in-a-bottle' that he made reminds him of her.
I am left stunned for a moment, and then realize something.
MC: ...Is this how you see me?
Kiro: Mm, it's the you right now.
Kiro: Although your thoughts are all over the place, your distress is quite vivid.
As he gently shakes the bottle in his hand, something sparkles and glows inside.
The storm in the bottle has subsided, and the shells and pebbles are scattered in an unusually chaotic manner. However, this does not affect their brilliance.
And the desire to write him a song probably comes from feelings like these—even though I am lost and stumbling, I still can't help but desire to hold this light in front of him.
I look at the glass bottle for a long time, then look at Kiro in disbelief.
MC: That's amazing. Inspiration seems to come to you anytime, anywhere.
Kiro: It's not as magical as you think it is.
He can't help laughing and reaches out to help me tuck my wind-blown hair behind my ears.
Kiro: You know best how desperate I get, waiting for inspiration.
Kiro: Fortunately, I got luckier than anyone else and found my muse.
He places the bottle gently next to me with a meaningful look in his eyes, and I suddenly realise something.
MC: Since I'm writing a song for you, that means... I should find inspiration from you.
Kiro: Bingo~
Kiro: However, because our relationship is so tight, this search has become more of a subconscious behavior.
Kiro: Like when I wake up in the morning, I'm automatically curious about what you dreamed about last night
Kiro: And since you were frowning just now, I thought you might be wondering as to why I brought you here.
Kiro: Without even knowing it, my heart seems to have already started paying attention to your happiness and sadness.
That tender gaze falls on me, like countless times before.
I hear a sudden soft click in my mind, as if a door is quietly being opened.
Instinctively, I look at him in all of my naivety, as he stands behind the door, looking at me with a smile, like some kind of silent invitation.
Then, he turns and steps into the world beyond it.
It is as if some soft thread is gently pulling at my ankle, making me take slow steps and follow him.
The sunset glow on the horizon slowly spreads out like a tide, casting a gentle light upon his back. A few seabirds fly over our heads, their wings carving echoes into the sky, as if they too are chasing in his footsteps.
And in this God-sent beautiful world, he is the only one my gaze falls on.
He encompasses all things beautiful, yet even that is far from enough to describe who he is.
The world opens its arms to me in this moment, and I'm able to hear the voice of my heart with startling clarity.
Countless unfinished words burst through my heart, and a certain melody quietly rings out in my ears.
So, following it, I hum softly.
The notes are like the echo of a heartbeat, spreading quietly between us along with his uncontrollable smile.
When the melody reaches its end, my fingertips quietly touch his palm.
In a world so quiet that only the beating of a heart can be heard, I hear his voice.
Kiro: I can hear your heart singing.
——*:･ﾟ✧——*:･ﾟ✧——
[PART 4]
A week later, after I finally finish writing the song word for word, it is finally time to record the demo.
But when Kiro takes me to stand in a field covered in daisies, doubts suddenly arise in my heart.
MC: Aren't we going to record the song? ...Why aren't we in the studio?
Kiro: Don’t you think this place fits your lyrics well?
Looking in the direction of his voice, I see the shadows of flowers dancing in the wind, the snow-white petals swaying in a gentle halo.
It is as if my whole heart has fallen into a pure white dream. It takes a while before I come back to my senses.
MC: ...Did you specially look for this place?
Kiro: Yeah! Recording here should make it easier for you to mobilize your emotions.
As he speaks, he walks to the back of the car, opens the trunk, and takes out some simple recording equipment.
Soon, a wire meanders through the flower field and a microphone is steadily set up. But when I hear the sound of wind and birdsong, something suddenly occurs to me.
MC: But if we record outdoors like this, won't it be affected by the noise?
Kiro: How professional of you~ But I came prepared.
He blinks, and somehow produces a few support rods from who knows where and props the windscreen on top of them securely.
In an instant, the noise is blocked outside and the world suddenly grows quiet.
Kiro: If there are still problems, we can use noise reduction later.
Kiro: But I think retaining some of the natural state might bring out a more special feeling.
Kiro looks at the simple recording studio in front of him with satisfaction and plugs the audio visualizer into the computer. After some adjustments, he puts a pair of headphones on me.
Kiro: Whenever you're ready.
His quiet voice falls softly through my headphones, hitting the tip of my heart slowly and steadily.
The world seems to wait patiently with him, quietly soothing all my tension.
The moment my eyes fall on him, the melody seems to flow quietly along with my heartbeat, naturally finding its starting point.
The recording begins.
My voice falls softly in front of the microphone, like I'm quietly pouring my feelings into the flower field. For a moment, I even forget that I'm recording, and I just feel the notes grow naturally along with my emotions.
So, I secretly glance at Kiro, and only when I see his expression relax do I feel completely relieved.
Just when I think the recording is about to end smoothly, I suddenly see him frown.
Kiro: Seems like your emotions are breaking up. Try again.
I nod and do as he says, trying to fine-tune my breathing and the rise and fall of my emotions. But just as my singing is about to fade into the air, I hear that soft but harsh voice again.
Kiro: Your ending tone is unstable. Try again.
So I try to sink back into the melody and start singing again.
Unfortunately, not long after that, he presses the pause button again.
I'm left a tad bit confused for a moment, but in the next second, a pair of eyes gently pulls me out of the fog.
Kiro: Relax a little more and don't let your emotions be led by the rhythm.
Kiro: Your voice is a little tight. You can try to mix in some of your breathing into the music.
For a long time afterwards, with those meticulous instructions, I keep trying to weave my emotions back into the melody.
Whenever my voice starts to get a little tired, he always notices it before I do.
As I sip the honeyed water to moisten my throat, I catch a glimpse of him replaying the previous track over and over again, as if he's completely immersed in the melody.
Perhaps recording his music has always been a stubborn struggle for him.
That concentration of his, like some kind of silent attraction, suddenly causes me to calm down and move closer to the microphone again.
—
Kiro: Got it.
Those short syllables suddenly sound, making me feel dazed for a moment.
MC: Huh? You got it? Is it done? Are we done recording?
Perhaps it's because my tone betrays my utter disbelief, that Kiro secretly curls the corners of his lips and puts on an apologetic expression.
Kiro: Um... no, I think I missed something just now.
Kiro: Can you do it again?
MC: O-of course!
Sighing in my heart, I move closer to the microphone again.
But when I notice his gaze fixed steadily on me, I can't shake the feeling that something is off.
The next second, my eyes sweep past the still-unlit recording light, and that’s when I notice a certain someone's inability to resist curling his lips, a glint of unmistakable mischief hiding in his smile.
MC: ...Kiro, are you not recording at all?
Kiro: Woops, looks like I got caught.
Kiro: I wanted to secretly trick you into singing the song again.
Seeing his innocent and self-righteous expression, I'm unable to refuse. Holding back my laughter, I sing the song into his ear once again.
MC: So, Mr. Devilish Music Producer, can I call it a day now?
He stands up, squeezes my shoulders, and offers me the camp chair.
Kiro: Hahahaha, thank you for your hard work—that's a wrap for today!
Kiro: As compensation, this devilish music producer will immediately give you the best demo this world has ever seen.
As he speaks, he casually sits down cross-legged on the grass and turns on his MIDI keyboard and computer.
As his fingertips deftly dance atop the keys, the soundtracks on the screen jump and connect into a single file as if by magic.
Sometimes he listens to the music with his ear tilted, while other times he adjusts the tone, as if completely immersed in the melody.
Suddenly, he turns and looks at me seriously.
Kiro: This demo is going to be a hit. I'm going to be the first to buy it when it comes out.
Kiro: You can either release it as your own solo or as a song for TwinkLe. Which do you prefer?
Seeing how serious his expression is, as if he's earnestly waiting for an answer, I scratch my head doubtfully.
MC: Is it really that good...? Or do you have too much of a filter on me?
Kiro: Please! Even though you rarely do it, you always make great music~
His eyes are filled with an unconcealable smile, but his tone is extremely serious.
Kiro: As for whether I do have a filter on you, you’ll know once you listen to the song.
His gaze rests upon the audio track, brimming with a calm certainty.
While I do have my doubts, I can't help but be infected by his confidence and start anticipating the results.
The clouds in the sky float and disperse, and then, I finally hear his excited cry.
Kiro: And it's done!!
The next second, he pulls me to lie down on the open lawn and turns on the music player.
As the notes unfold through the air, Kiro slowly closes his eyes. A calm and focused look quietly climbs onto his face, and he seems to be gently immersed in the melody.
So, I close my eyes too—
Mountains roll in soft succession, light streams like liquid dawn, and a golden sunbeam pours down as if delivering divine ordinance.
Heaven and earth breathes and gently takes my hand.
Even after the air has long fallen silent, I'm still unable to bring myself to open my eyes—as if keeping them closed will keep me from waking from the dream.
MC: You're saying, this is a song I wrote?
Kiro: Of course. No one besides you could've done it.
He speaks with such certainty, as though this song has been a part of me since the moment it was born.
Suddenly, I realize that he has always kept his faith in me, from the moment I said I wanted to give song writing a try.
Before I can say anything else, I am already voicing the doubts in my heart.
MC: Kiro, why do you have so much faith in me?
I slowly open my eyes and see him freeze for a moment, as if the question itself feels strange to him.
Kiro: Because this is a song you wrote for me.
Kiro: Rather than it being something that was done out of duty, this is more of an expression of your love.
Kiro: I wake up to your love every morning and fall asleep in it again every night, so…
As he speaks, a gentle light settles on me, as though it has finally found the place where it belongs.
Kiro: I know better than anyone just how magical your love is.
!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!”
DJ sounds, the lights and the dazzling him set off the atmosphere in the audience. The inspiration and responses from you two merged and melted into the waves of the sound. Let the entire wilderness witness this love.
Dating Diary ♡
Kiro was invited to a music festival in Barcelona, so we traveled to Spain early. When we were dating in a bar, we met an uninvited guest.....
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.
“You are very courageous.”
The hippie looked at Kiro very disdainfully but suddenly froze in place.
“You- You are Kilo?”
“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 the eye contact.
The hippie, clearly shaken by his indifference, squinted his eyes and looked at Kiro again, shaking his head.
“Looking carefully.....he’s not even half as friendly as Kilo. Although they do look quite similar.”
“Really?”
“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.
“I’m sorry, not everyone can be my dance partner. I don’t think you can have a chance.”
——“You don't have to call out to me, just stand there. I will definitely spot you at the very first glance.”
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The Tail Disappears
Gavin : “The pharmacy downstairs was closed, I’m right now at a pharmacy further away.”
Gavin : “Does the wound still hurt?”
MC : “It’s alright, I just cleansed it briefly, it’s not serious as it looks. It just looks scary.”
Gavin : “You rest on the sofa, I’ll be back after getting the supplies.”
MC : “Don’t worry, you can fly slower.....Does the disappearance of tail affect your flight?”
Gavin : “No, my sense of balance is good enough.”
MC : “But I didn’t expect for my tail to disappear. It’ll be so uncomfortable when you can’t walk steadily.”
Gavin : “After all, the tail is an important part of an animal’s balance.”
Gavin : “Experts have said that the sudden disappearance of the tail will affect the balance of walking.”
MC : “Alas, I’m starting to miss the days of “mischief” when we still had tails.”
MC : “I always felt that when the tail grew, I could jump higher than usual and also jump on your back with ease.”
Gavin : “That’s because you went to the gym to exercise your waist and thighs a while ago.”
Gavin : “You should still be able to jump that high now. You can try again when the injury on your knee heals.”
Gavin : “I can catch you anytime.”
MC : “Catch me and don’t let go! You can’t “throw” me on the sofa halfway through like the last time.”
Gavin : “Um, well, that was an accident.”
MC : “Just because I blew your wolf ears, you actually attempted to tickle me.”
Gavin : “You didn’t only “blow” it.”
Gavin : “I don’t know about others but I get weak being loved by someone who keeps kissing my ears.”
Gavin : “And don’t tell me you were also hiding.”
MC : “.......”
Gavin : “Alright, I’ve bought the medicine. I’m on my way back now.”
Gavin : “And, I just didn’t pay enough attention before. I won’t let you fall next time.”
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Bunny and Wolf
Gavin : “Hey? What was that interesting test question that you just messaged me about?”
MC : “It’s a compatibility match test! Enter the scent of two people and the “variant” species, then you can find out the compatibility!”
MC : “But I haven’t had the time to do it, I heard the accuracy rate is very high.”
Gavin : “That’s not true.”
MC: : “How do you know?”
MC : “.....You wouldn’t have already tested it, would you?”
Gavin : “Ahem, Eli sent it to me before, and I filled it on duty a few days ago.”
Gavin : “But there’s chances his test wasn’t authoritative.”
MC : “I just finished the test! Let me see.....huh?”
MC : “The match between Sea Salt Wolf and White Peach Rabbit is only 57%?! How could this be!”
MC : “White peach and sea salt are the top new flavor drinks this year! Why is it not compatible?”
Gavin : “I read the introduction of the test mechanism and it said that in this test, species matching accounts for 60% of the result’s ratio.”
Gavin : “So, the test system decided that wolves and rabbits are naturally not compatible.”
MC, reading the intro : “Whether it is in reality or in a story, for the docile and cute rabbit the ferocious wolf is the natural enemy. Even if they are together, it is possible they will love but hurt each other endlessly.”
Gavin : “The love and hurt each other part, we only need the first half of it.”
MC : “That’s right! Our big wolf is so gentle!”
Gavin : “Not in all stories, wolves and rabbits are enemies.”
Gavin : “I heard a story where the protagonist wolf fell in love with the rabbit because of her kindness, and has been protecting the rabbit ever since.”
MC : “There’s also such kind of story! This wolf must be a soft-hearted wolf.”
Gavin : “That rabbit likes to play piano, and in the beginning, the wolf would listen to her play it every day but hidden from her sight.”
Gavin : “The wolf originally thought the rabbit was weak, but he didn’t expect that.....”
Gavin : “Not only is the rabbit brave, but she has always been steadfast in guarding the wolf in her own way.”
MC : “Wait, this story you’re talking about.....”
Gavin : “The story is not over yet, because their story is still very, very long.”
Gavin : “So, you don’t need to care about that test result.”
Gavin : “For me, that 100% match is something once in a blue moon.”
[CN Translation] 【Gavin·The Cute Wolf is dispatched】萌狼出动中SSR <Marking Date>
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Karma Quote : “For today's signboard, your smile is enough.”
“Having you is the most worthy thing for me to show off.”
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Before proceeding, please read the prologue of the event here !
Preview of the date: ‘Everyone has become sensitive to smells due to the effects of the recent Evol’s alienation. We all have a different scent on our bodies every day. Gavin, who has a big wolf tail showed his unique “possession”......’
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Part 1
The night wind swept into the room through the crack of the window carrying the heat of the summer, slightly rolling up the corner of the curtains.
I sat on the bed carefully blowing the big wolf’s tail with the hair dryer.
The owner of the wolf’s tail sat quietly with his back turned to me, unaware of his tail caressing my neck playfully.
The soft fur brings a hint of sea salt fragrance, delicate and itchy. I couldn’t help but poke his waist.
MC: “Don’t move your tail, I’m not done yet.”
Gavin’s body paused and turned around slightly.
Gavin: “.....It’s a little itchy, can’t stay still.”
As soon as his voice fell, the big tail moved unconsciously again. Gavin’s ears turned red slightly and he changed the topic.
Gavin: “By the way, when you came back today, there was a strong smell on your body that I couldn’t recognize.”
MC: “Hm? Is that so? Let’s see…..”
MC: “Right, I had an afternoon meeting with a new client today. Maybe it’s because of that.”
Since the EVOL incident, everyone has become a literal walking scent pack and seems to be sensitive to smells.
Sometimes I can also guess what he did today from the smell left on his body.
MC: “Don’t tell me you were lazy today and ate instant noodles again at noon? Spicy beef flavor one.”
Gavin blinked, rubbing his nose with a guilty conscience and the ears on top of his head trembled slightly.
Without waiting for my complacency, he launched his own “counterattack”.
Gavin: “You said the night before that you will eat healthily and avoid greasy food this week. But when you returned, you had the scent of fried chicken in your mouth with salt and pepper.”
MC: “.......”
Seeing me pouting, Gavin turned around and wrapped me in his arms. His hair brushed against my bunny ears and a burst of numb heat rushed to my face with the blood.
He lowered his head and rubbed on my neck, chuckling softly.
Gavin: “There’s no other scent now.”
His fluffy tail swayed, obviously in a good mood.
MC: “Okay, now turn around. I’ll blow the tail for you too.”
Hearing this, Gavin’s tail which was moving suddenly froze.
Gavin: “No need…..I’ll do it myself.”
After the alienation, the tail roots seem to have become the most sensitive place in Gavin.
The first time I accidentally brushed against it, the tip of his tail shook and his ears turned red.
Of course, I won’t miss this opportunity!
MC: “No, every time you blow-dry it yourself, you never do it well no matter how many times you do it.”
MC: “Hurry up, let’s dry. Then go to bed early, get up early tomorrow so we can go to the nursery to help.”
Knowing that he couldn’t fool around, Gavin felt defeated and turned around obediently.
I held back the corners of my mischievously upturned mouth and my fingertips “accidentally” touched the base of his tail.
Gavin(blushing): “All right.”
His back froze but the tail seemed to be out of his master’s consciousness. I happily swiped my wrist twice and entangled around it coquettishly.
Gavin: “Hey, do I need to prepare anything for the nursery tomorrow?”
MC: “Just get ready with your most handsome and brightest smile.”
MC: “A tea party is an activity that allows children to have fun, eat snacks and listen to stories.”
Recently, a lot of news has been covering the various effects of this alienation. When I was shooting a documentary, I met a nursery director who was worried that the children would also be disturbed so she planned to hold a tea party on the weekend to keep everyone entertained.
But there were many activities planned for the tea party and the director was too busy, so she asked me to help her on weekends.
The tail was quickly blown dry, I reluctantly let go of my hands. Gavin quickly turned around, as if he couldn’t bear it any longer, and hugged me in his arms.
Gavin: “Stop it.”
The refreshing smell of sea salt mixed with a hint of lotus leaf on his body was like a beautiful summer day.
The air was getting stickier and the tantalizing aroma permeated my nose, making my mind blurry and my ears quivering.
MC: “I feel like wanting to stick to you more and more lately.”
MC: “It’s all the fault of this smell that got me into the wolf’s den.”
With Gavin’s light laughter, my body suddenly hung in the air. Immediately, his back sank into the soft quilt, and the familiar temperature and weight pressed against me.
Gavin: “You can’t run away without the smell now.”
Part 2
On Saturday, I overcame the urge to stay in bed and arrived at the nursery early with Gavin.
Director: “MC, long time no see. Thank you for helping out today!”
MC: “You’re too polite, we need to help each other in trouble.”
The moment I entered the door, I was caught off guard and met a pair of majestic eyes.
A little tiger was lying in the dark in the corner, staring at us quietly.
Seeing me freeze in place, Gavin squeezed my palm.
Gavin: “Don’t be afraid, it’s not real.”
I took a closer look and saw that the “tiger” was sitting motionlessly with a “little monkey” on its back.
Little penguin and little german shepherd sat on the shelf next to them, giraffes and antelopes snuggled by the wall. There were pigeons and magpies on the ceiling.
MC: “.....Are they dolls?”
The director smiled, put two little rabbit dolls in my hands, and patted their heads.
The small dolls turned into two lively bunnies with a “bang”.
Their long hairy ears were soft with tender pink, and the eyes were wet as if they would blink any second now.
The soft fur against my palm melted my heart in an instant.
MC: “Wow!”
Gavin: “Is this your Evol?”
Director: “Yes, I can turn my little dolls into live animals with Evol.”
Director: “These are the gifts I’m going to give to the children. You can take these bunnies if you like.”
MC: “Thank you!”
I held the two little rabbits up in front of Gavin showing them off.
MC: “Look! We have cute little bunnies now!”
Gavin: “They’re all yours.”
His hand gently squeezed my bunny ears.
Gavin: “I already have my own little bunny.”
After handing over the prepared clothes to us, the director drove off to pick up the desserts that were ordered.
The nursery had a back garden where today’s tea party will be held. Small round bulbs hung from the glass ceiling, swaying with the wind.
There were some pink roses planted outside the white fence and occasionally petals gently swept the laced tablecloth, leaving a light fragrance.
Everything is cozy and just right.
Gavin was one step ahead of me and finished changing already. Ten minutes later, I tidied up the corners of my skirt, turned a corner, and finally saw the person I was looking for.
Under the shaded roof, Gavin wrote the menu on the small blackboard.
There were two “little wolves” standing beside him, one of which was “holding” a card in his mouth.
Perhaps the director was worried that the children would be afraid, the faces of these two little wolves were made round and tooted, and their might was mixed with cuteness.
The warm sunlight passed through the green vines hanging down from the ceiling, and a brilliant splendor appeared on Gavin’s body which was quiet and warm.
Gavin: “Sea Salt White Peach Ice Tea, Litchi Yogurt Melaleuca Cake…..”
Gavin neatly wrote the menu, and clumsily drew a little rabbit next to it.
It’s just that the rabbit’s face was a little too round and looked silly, I couldn’t help laughing and walked over.
MC: “Unexpectedly, the moment I left for a short time, you found two little “helpers”.”
When he saw me, his eyes lit up, and the big tail behind him swayed twice involuntarily.
Gavin: “They should’ve been prepared here by the director in advance.”
Gavin: “It’s just right. I’m not very good at drawing boards, do you think this is okay?”
In addition to the chubby little rabbit, the menu was also decorated with a few colorful flowers.
MC: “Very cute drawing!”
I squatted down and touched the two little wolves beside Gavin, the feeling was so good that I couldn’t stop.
MC: “I don’t know if I can ask the director to give me one. It must feel good to hold it to sleep at night.”
Gavin: “Don’t you have bunnies already?”
MC: “That’s not a lot of fluff.”
A hand grabbed my wrist, tugging it from left to right so that my palm fell on his lower back.
The fluffy tail grabbed my waist and wrapped me tightly in front of him.
Gavin: “Isn’t this enough?”
I looked up and saw Gavin’s ear on top of his head moving twice.
I couldn’t help laughing, trying to haggle while holding him.
MC: “This is of course the best, but the experts say when the effect of this Evol is over the tail will disappear.”
Gavin: “Then you can wait until the effect is over.”
Gavin: “For now, a family cannot tolerate two wolves.”
Part 3
In the afternoon, the children arrived one after another, and the small garden was soon filled with hilarity and various smells.
The simulated animals made by the director with her Evol were really popular, and every child refused to put down them.
In order to distinguish these children, I secretly made different code names with their scents.
Right now, the scent of the Little Spicy Strips and the Little Jelly was more popular than the Little Mango and the Little Mango felt that the scent of the Little Hawthorn was too sour.
After the Little garlic and the Little onion were disliked by the other children, they spontaneously formed a their own “seasoning” group.
There were also many children who were very curious about these fresh flavors.
Little Milk: “Wow, you smell so good, I like apples the most!”
Little Apple: “You’re also very fragrant. I especially like drinking milk but I have diarrhea every time I drink it. Can you let me smell again?”
There were some children who had more flexible ears and tails than others.
Among the small and cute little tails, Gavin’s big tail looked very imposing.
Little blueberries: “Brother Wolf, can I touch your tail?”
Little Taro: “Me too!”
Surrounded by several children all at once, Gavin seemed a little helpless and looked at me from the distance for help.
With the mentality of watching the “show”, I held back a smile and gave him a cheering gesture, and continued to deliver desserts to the next table of children.
A creamy little friend came up to me and handed me the little guinea pig in his arms.
Little Cream: “Bunny Sister, can you give this to Little Zhao for me?”
MC: “Who is Little Zhao?”
Little Cream: “It’s him.”
I followed his fingers and found that at the farthest corner of the table, there was a single child with guinea pig ears eating snacks quietly.
For some reason, other children passed by him in pairs and groups but no one sat beside him.
MC: “Is he your friend?”
Little Cream: “Yes, but I don’t like him anymore.”
MC: “Why? Did you two fight?”
Little Cream: “Because he smells of bitter gourd and I hate bitter gourd the most!”
Gavin who had just escaped from being surrounded by the children, came over but his footsteps stopped the moment he heard the word “bitter gourd”.
I burst out laughing.
MC: “Brother Wolf, you and this kid seem to have something in common when it comes to eating bitter gourd.”
The eyes of the children immediately focused on Gavin. Knowing that he won’t be able to avoid this topic, he nodded.
Gavin: “Mm, yeah. I don’t like bitter gourd either.”
Little Cream’s eyes widened slightly, looking at Gavin in surprise.
Little Cream: “Brother Wolf is so majestic but he’s afraid of eating bitter gourd?”
I tried desperately to hold back the corners of my upturned mouth, listening to Gavin solemnly talking about his dark history of being a picky eater.
Gavin: “Well, especially when I was young, I wanted to run whenever I saw bitter gourd.”
Gavin: “It’s bitter and impossible to eat, because of its rich nutrients, I used to get coaxed to eat it sometimes.”
Little Cream: “Exactly like my mom! Always trying to coax me to eat the bitter gourd.”
Little Cream patted Gavin’s arm like a little “adult” and there seemed to be an inexplicable sympathy between two people who “don’t love bitter gourd.”
Gavin: “But I’m no longer afraid of bitter gourd.”
Little Cream: ‘Why?”
Gavin touched the top of Little Cream’s head, half squatted down, and looked at him.
Gavin: “Because real men are not afraid of suffering.”
After hearing this, Little Cream was shaken a little, so he continued to strike while the iron was hot.
Gavin: “In fact, bitter gourd does not do anything wrong to you, it is rich in nutrients. It’s just that the taste is not good.”
Little Cream: “Do I have to be the size of big brother to be a man?”
Gavin: “It doesn’t have to be that fast. Not being a picky eater is the first step to becoming a man.”
Gavin: “Moreover, a real man doesn’t despise his good friend just because he hates bitter gourd.”
Little Cream lowered his head and thought for a while before finally nodding solemnly.
Little Cream: “I’m going to find him.”
Seeing Little Cream running off to the corner, I smiled and leaned over to Gavin’s side.
MC: “Not bad, Mr. “A man who’s not afraid of bitter gourd”.
MC: “But you didn’t even move your chopsticks when you had dinner with Eli and the others last week.”
Being pierced by my words, Gavin’s ears trembled uncomfortably on top of his head.
Gavin: “That one was ordered by Eli, he himself was responsible for taking it out.”
I stopped teasing him and looked at the Little Bitter Gourd and Little Cream sitting together and sharing the little animals.
MC: “I didn’t expect you to be so good at coaxing children now.”
Gavin: “It must be because he was with you for a while there.”
Gavin: “And it wasn’t that he really didn't like his friend anymore, he just needed someone to push him.”
I was about to say something when a hand gently tugged at the corner of my shirt. I looked down and a little boy with tiger ears looked at me shyly.
What surprised me the most was that he had a similar scent of sea salt to Gavin.
Little Sea Salt: “Bunny Sister, you smell so good.”
Little Sea Salt: “The two of us smell the same as the number one drink on today’s menu!”
Perhaps because of the scent or that I felt he was extraordinarily friendly, I bent down and pinched his slightly chubby smiling face.
Little Sea Salt: “But why does sister also have the same scent as me….Do you have two scents?”
He leaned closer to my cuff and sniffed it twice, showing a puzzled expression.
Little Sea Salt: “It’s silly. Since Bunny Sister and Brother Wolf get along, the smell on sister must belong to brother.”
Little Sea Salt: “And Brother Wolf also has the peach scent like the sister!”
MC: “.....”
Gavin: “.....”
In an instant, several pairs of innocent and curious eyes fell on us.
Recently, I have been together with Gavin for food, clothing, housing, and transportation I didn’t realize that I had already caught his smell on my body.
Being pointed out by a child, I felt a little burning on my face and I didn’t know how to explain it for a second there.
MC: “Well, it’s…..”
I was thinking about how to fool them when Gavin who was beside me, answered.
Gavin: “The smell of one another on each other’s bodies is a proof of a good relationship.”
Little Sea Salt: “Wow~ really?”
Gavin: “Of course.”
The next second, I was caught off guard and fell into an embrace full of summer breath.
Gavin: “Like this.”
Gavin’s voice, along with his solid heartbeat, traveled from his chest to my ears that were pressed against him.
Gavin: “If you like your friend, give them a hug.”
Gavin: “Let them know your heart too.”
After they heard Gavin’s words, they dispersed and happily went to their best friend for a hug.
I was glad that no children saw my expression just now, otherwise, they would be wondering why hugging a “good friend” would turn their faces so red.
MC: “You’ll teach children bad stuff.”
Unexpectedly, this person just tilted his head and put his head on my forehead innocently.
Gavin: “I’m just teaching them how to make friends.”
I was at loss for words, but looking at the gentle curvature of the corners of his lips, I also smiled and opened my arms.
The children around us hugged each other in pairs and groups, the tender laughter and the warm sun in the afternoon interweaved the purest happiness.
Gavin and I looked at each other, smiled, and hugged without hesitation.
Just then, from a distance, there was a sound of the director laughing and clapping her hands.
Director: “Kids, are you having a good time eating the snacks? Now that we’re all back in our seats, we’re going to start a story.”
Children: “Okay~”
Before I let go of my arms, I felt a slight bite on the back of my neck, and a numb feeling spread from the skin to the whole body along with my veins.
Gavin: “In addition to the proof, add a mark.”
The breeze rolled his smile over his ears and scattered in the air, leaving only a few scorching residual warmth—
Gavin: “We’re more than just “get along”.”
Part 4
After the dessert tasting and story session, today’s tea party event came to a successful end.
What makes me most happy is that under the leadership of Little Cream, many children have accepted Little Bitter Gourd. The two also persuaded many friends who were in trouble because of incompatible smells.
When it was time to go home, everyone became a little reluctant.
Before parting, Little Sea Salt pounced on me and gave me a big hug.
Little Sea Salt: “Goodbye Bunny Sister! Will you come to play with us in the future?”
MC: “Well, if I have time in the future, I’ll come to you.”
After sending away all the children, Gavin and I helped the director handle the follow-up work.
There were still a lot of desserts left, I put them into a stack of exquisite afternoon tea set, ready to shoot a finishing scene.
Gavin was walking between the tables and chairs with a tray in his hand, and his body looked more slender and taller with the close-fitting uniform.
I turned on the camera and waved to him.
MC: “Gavin, come on~”
He came over. He understood my intention when he saw the camera in my hand and bowed slightly in cooperation.
Gavin: “Like this?”
MC: “Come a little closer~”
He approached me slowly, fluffy ears twitching slightly.
Those clear eyes seemed to be mixed with the golden light from the sun, shining with fine rays of light.
He didn’t look at the camera, his eyes just fell on my face.
Gavin: “Do you want me to come any closer?”
A chuckle swept across the tip of my nose and I regained my senses. My heart beat faster and faster. For a moment, I couldn’t tell which one was more scorching, the sun or this close breath.
MC: “Alright, here it is! Be more fierce, Mr. Wolf.”
He straightened the corners of his mouth and tried to be fierce. The expression on his face changed several times. Under my expectant gaze, he sighed helplessly.
Gavin: “Reporting. Looking at you, I can’t bring myself to be angry.”
I thought for a moment and decided to crack a joke on him.
MC: “Gavin, let’s go home tonight and squeeze some bitter gourd juice.”
The wolf’s ears froze, his eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly.
This “like the enemy” expression was just right and showed two cute little fangs.
MC: “Don’t move!”
With quick eyes and quick hands, I reached out and put my hand on his chin, and adjusted the angle of the camera.
MC: “Look at the camera, 3, 2, 1— Awoo!”
After taking pictures of the easter eggs, we sped up our work.
The clouds on the horizon were covered with layers of orange-gold like watercolor painting after a while.
I took a bite of the macaron and sat at the table looking at the confetti cards in my hand.
According to the director, the children always wrote down their thoughts as a message before leaving.
The director would write a “reply letter” to each message and give it to the children when they come next time.
Most of today’s messages are for me and Gavin.
Gavin held the radish-shaped signature pen and wrote a reply seriously.
Occasionally he stopped to write. His tail would curl up slightly when he lowered his head to think.
I leaned over and looked at a new message beside him.
MC: “Yuan Yuan looks very fierce, but she is nice and smells good. I like her.”
The tender handwriting revealed joy, and I couldn’t help but smile.
MC: “According to the director, many children who didn’t talk much before were playing together today.”
Gavin: “The kids’ likes and dislikes were simple and straightforward. If they liked the scent, they became friends.”
MC: “Hopefully, they’ll be happy together even after the smell and ears are gone.”
Gavin: “As long as they have lots of fun together, they can always be friends.”
Gavin: “If not then even if the scent stays, the friendship won’t last long.”
Hearing his words, I couldn’t help thinking of the cute and colorful children I saw in the afternoon.
At that moment, a question suddenly jumped into my heart, making me turn to look at Gavin.
MC: “Gavin, will you have a good impression of someone based on their smell?”
Gavin was stunned for a moment by my question. He blinked and took out one of the cards and handed it to me.
There was a cute little rabbit painted on the card and a lingering smell of sea salt.
“Bunny Sister, you look good and also smell so good. I want to be your best, best, best friend!”
MC: “Hm? Did Little Sea Salt write this to me?”
MC: “I didn’t expect him to like me so much.”
I happily took the card in my hand and looked at it, thinking about turning back and asking the director if I could come and bring a souvenir.
Gavin looked at me and raised his eyebrows.
Gavin: “Do you like him?”
MC: “Of course. After all, I really liked the scent of that kid.”
Gavin was silent for a while, his voice sounded a little low.
Gavin: “So, people with that scent, you like them?”
There seemed to be some long-lost sourness in the air, so I held back my smile and leaned over to touch his wolf ears.
MC: “I’m indeed affected by that smell but…..”
MC: “The biggest reason I like this scent is because it’s the scent of a certain Mr. Wolf.”
The garden bid farewell to the noise and only the scent of our light fragrance flowed quietly in the air which was reassuring.
MC: “Besides, this Mr. Wolf’s scent mixed with mine smells better than anyone.”
In order to prove myself, I leaned over and quickly pecked him on the side of the face.
Although the bunny on the card is very cute, I still prefer the chubby bunny on the small blackboard.
Gavin didn’t speak and just looked up at me.
Under that calm gaze, I sensed a dark tide surging.
He leaned over slightly and touched the base of my bunny ears with his calloused fingertips.
A crisp, itchy electric current exploded from the skin he touched, spreading all over my body.
I couldn’t help but freeze in place. The bunny ears twitched desperately, but he didn’t seem to see my silent protest.
Gavin: “I also really like your scent—”
Gavin: “It’s my favorite, and the only one I like.”
Gavin: “I also want to be best, best, best for you.”
In the amber eyes, there seemed to be a curve of golden spring water with a hint of a smile, where there was still a little bit of melancholy.
Gavin: “You asked me just then if I would have a good impression of someone based on their smell.”
Gavin: “My answer is…..”
Gavin: “I wouldn’t.”
Gavin: “I only care about one person, and I’ll like her no matter what she smells like.”
Slowly, the fingers that were holding my bunny ears slid towards the back of my neck, rubbing the tooth marks.
Silently proclaiming the mark that only belongs to him.
Gavin: “Actually, I told them a little less.”
Gavin: “Smell also has different meanings for different animals.”
Gavin: “Wolves are territorial— leaving their scent on someone they like doesn’t only mean a good relationship.”
Gavin: “It also means that you are completely mine.”
His fingers rested on the back of my neck, forcing me to look directly into his dangerous, seductive eyes.
MC: “Have you heard that rabbits actually bite people?”
I reached out and pressed him against the armchair, leaning against the side of his neck.
MC: “I’ll also leave a mark for the one who only belongs to me.”
Gavin laughed.
He pressed his hand on the back of my neck slightly, guiding me closer and closer. The other hand undid the tie, exposing the neck hidden by the collar.
Gavin: “Welcome anytime.”
I was like a rabbit who couldn’t resist the temptation, willingly threw itself into the open arms of a big bad wolf.
My lips were pressed against the soft skin of the side of his neck.
The sweetness and freshness were combined, and the richness was sweeter than any iced honey tea.
This indulgent taste is called “Like”.
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DATE CLEARED~
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MOMENTS【第二语言】Second Language
Gavin’s Moments Post: “The movements of the ears and tail alone can convey a lot of information.”
Option 1 :
MC : “The wolf’s tail wagging indicates that he wants to cling on to people again~”
Gavin : “So, let me cling on you now.”
Option 2 :
MC : “Question, what does it mean when the bunny’s ears droop low?”
Gavin : “It means to take her out to eat or give her a hug.”
Option 3 :
MC : “For example?”
Gavin : “I interrogated a prisoner today. Every time he lied, his tail twitched.”
!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.
The translation is undercut. You have been warned about spoilers.
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Prologue
The sun is clear, and the crowds on the street are surging. It seems to be no different from any normal rest day from a distance.
But when you get close, you will discover-
The white-collar worker in a suit is on the phone, and the leopard ears on his head are shaking anxiously because of the conversation he’s having; high school students frolic holding milk tea, the tail of deer behind their school uniform skirts happily tilting.
The children with cow horns and deer antlers are dissatisfied with each other in the corner of the park.
The bizarre scene of “human beings with animal ears & tails” that only appears in cartoons is now happening in Loveland City.
MC: “It’s only been a week yet everyone is getting used to it already…..”
This strange event began to appear a week ago. And at the beginning, it wasn’t because of the animal ears that people noticed the problem but because of the smell.
It’s obvious that today, there’s a scent of grapefruit-flavored shower gel but it also exudes of chocolate; Rose perfume is sprayed in the surroundings but it isn’t able to cover the aroma of wine and brewing;
Even though I had rhinitis today, the smell of coriander from the near table kept digging into my nose….
After the news was spread on social networks, no one took it seriously. They even started a hashtag #scent around us.
Until the next day, there were ears and tails on everyone’s heads and buttocks. So realistically fluffy…..and moveable….
I look at the glass window of the roadside cafe, which reflected the two long bunny ears on my head.
The TV screen through the glass window displays news—
Reporter: “About the recent “beast ear alienation” event, scientific research has shown that it is due to the proliferation of pheromones caused by a beast Evolver who produced too much phenylethylamine when he fell in love.”
Reporter: “Please do not panic, this phenomenon will disappear on its own after a month. Please maintain a healthy body and mind and try to live a normal life till then. If you have any trouble, please call the citizen hotline……”
MC: “As said in the news, it will be back to normal in a month. Until then, I have to enjoy this life with him!”
I straightened the rabbit ears on my head, got up, and walked toward the place I had agreed to meet him…..
On the day of the national college entrance exam in China, this dad brought “Victor” along to pick up his daughter aksbkvsk 🤣🛐
Source: ♡
From the author of the post: It appears that the parents are very satisfied with Victor~ their son-in-law~ 🤣 🙏
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⊳ Parents’ approval ✔️💍
[Afterthoughts] 李泽言, 我的爱人, MC i.e. the writers speaking through you – couldn’t be more right. You truly are a grand miracle. You even got the parents to love you without even trying LOL~ 🛐 If only you knew how loved you are... if only you were real...
Heyooo as cheri is stepping down from translating the major works ( they are wonderful ❤) and as I only know your blog other than theirs which is also ❣wonderful❣ I would be glad if you recommended me some more blogs which translate mlqc stuff like dates and all
Have a great day ahead lots of love
*virtual hugggggg*
Hello !
These are some blogs that I'm aware of ! (i hope the blog owners don't mind me tagging them ahaha)
@perhaps-in-anotherdream - Victor's translations (plus her analysis posts are *chef's kiss*)
@laxmiree - Lucien’s translations
@xiaomoxu - Lucien’s translations (they've already stopped translating but you'll find lots of Luci translations in their blog!)
@cheesy09 - Kiro's translations
@link4eva - Kiro's translations
@sylvia-forest - Shaw's translations
@keliosyfan - Kiro’s translations (thank you for informing me, @ link4eva !)
Have a wonderful day too! *sending you a virtual hug back*
(i'm rlly sorry if i left out some more everyone, please reply with their @ below if i did!)
Banri Settsu [Charming Wink LIVE!] SSR < NanaBan NOW ON AIR! >
!Spoiler warning! : The followings contain contents of A3! act! addict! actors!
Card Quote : “It’ll be broadcasted across Veludo Way, so it’s a great way to get the word out about our live. I’ll be careful about not disclosing any hidden info.”
“You’re worried about the free-talk session? Well, we’ve got the script, so it’s gonna be fine.”
The translation is undercut. You have been warned about spoilers.
so, if i still have some A3! followers, i’ve decided to put my A3! translations in a separate blog ! you read the translations for A3! in @taru-haru (i know i suck at naming, cut me some slack)
and this is your ol’ @itaruchi-trash , i just decided to change my blog name lol
