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Title: Story Time

Music: Durarara OST - Dry Harbinger

"*groan* The things I do for love…" Roman grumbled.

The subtle tapping of a foot on hard concrete echoed.

Roman stood around by a simple truck. Impatience was quickly winning over Torchwick's good judgment.

He looked up from his watch to see he was inside an empty warehouse. Bare walls as far as the eyes can see. Only vacant shelves and above scaffolding occupied the rather large space.

"Just how long is this person going to make me wait?" Roman complained as he looked back at his watch. His other hand held a fancy cane fitting only for a dandy man, Melodic Cudgel.

"I swear if they don't get here on time, I'm leaving. I have better things to do than this." Roman huffed as his foot only increased its unceasing tapping. His daughter was the only thought he had in mind.

Roman was wondering why he's doing this, being a criminal. He told himself time and time again that he's doing it for her. He keeps lying to himself that what he's doing is a good thing. Stealing and kidnapping for the sake of providing for his daughter. It's a noble cause, isn't it?

Roman stopped his tapping and took a deep breath. He stared at his watch as its ticking reached his ears. The chill breeze of the night swept over him.

Why IS he doing this? Stealing, kidnapping, making people 'disappear'?

Roman lowered his watch to pull out a lighter, and an old cigar.

*tink* *click* *puff*

It's because that's all he knows. He can't do anything else.

Roman took another breath of smoke as he stared up at the ceiling.

Sure, he could be a politician. This job and that are practically the same thing. Lying to people and robbing them blind. But Roman wants to get things done to be honest.

That's why… he'll just have to keep working. And hope.

He's putting a lot of faith into his daughter. While Roman had lost his chance at school, his daughter didn't.

There's still a chance to turn his life around. There's still a chance to turn his family around.

All he has to do is wait. And hope that Neo grows up to be a fine, educated woman.

Roman took the cigar from his mouth to inspect it, staring at it indifferently.

Then, he threw the burning stick of tobacco on the ground, and crushed it under his cane.

He needs to stop smoking. Just how does he expect to live long enough to see his daughter making him proud? Not to mention the message he might send. Smoking's bad, kids. He can always find some other way to be fancy. Intimidation is key in the line of work he's in.

Roman took another sigh and looked at his watch.

They're an hour late.

"Ugh. This is ridiculous." Roman was fed up and opened the door to the truck behind him.

Then, he heard footsteps.

Roman stopped, closed his eyes, and silently prayed.

Taking a deep breath, he closed the car door, turned around, and opened his eyes.

Amber. Amber eyes that pierced the night.

The young woman in front of him was everything he remembered.

A long, elegant red dress. Ebony, fine-kept hair. A slender figure. The make-up and jewelry are doing her justice too.

Two escorts were there too. Children? Roman couldn't get a good look at them. They were hiding behind the woman's legs, obviously cautious and afraid.

Roman's first response to the woman in front of her:

"Oooh no. Not again. I thought I told you I never want to work with you again." Roman spat with disgust.

"Why Roman," The woman's warm velvet voice spoke, "I'm afraid you don't have a choice."

"Why not? I can just leave and go somewhere else. Find some other mafia that want me." Roman grimaced as he turned away from the woman. "We were through, Cinder."

"Oh Roman." Cinder sounded somewhat amused. "You've changed so much."

"And whose fault is that?" Roman played along, crossing his arms. His tone was brutally honest with a hint of attitude.

"True, but I'm offering you a deal. At least consider it." Cinder was just about giggling.

"Whatever it is, I don't want it. I don't care. You can shove it back wherever you got it from." Roman retorted as he faced the bane of his existence. Roman's sly attitude was practically out the window from the get go.

"Aw… But Roman," The woman sauntered her way forward to Roman, who stood his ground, undaunted. "What about your daughter? You wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her, do you?"

That did it.

"What? What did you say?" Roman all but snapped at her. "I swear if you have anything planned-"

"Oh. There was never a problem. You used to be so carefree." Cinder chuckled. "I'm just saying that it would be a shame if people were to just start taking care of her."

Roman paled. She wouldn't. She has that many connections? Even in the schools?

"You…" Roman backed off, his eyes glared straight into her eyes.

"Me…" Cinder repeated playfully, her eyes glowed. "Yes. We both know the dance."

There was a deafening silence.

"Mom?"

Cinder looked down to a dark toned girl with emerald hair and red eyes. She had her arms raised up at her.

Cinder picked her up and cradled her. The girl fell asleep the moment she was in Cinder's arms.

Cinder looked up at Roman.

"We all have our reasons, Roman. That doesn't necessarily make us bad people." Cinder explained with a coy smile.

Roman took a moment to contemplate. In that time, it was light enough to noticed the other kid.

A tough-looking boy with mercury hair, beady eyes, and bravado. He was glaring at Torchwick.

Then, Roman sighed and shuffled his feet ever so slightly.

The kids are there as an empathy chip. Takes to show you, she'll use anything to win you over. She's practically toying with him.

"Fine." Roman grumbled through his teeth and that's all he said.

Under the shroud of darkness, Cinder cracked a small smile.

"I knew you'd see reason, Roman." Cinder sounded victorious.

"But at least promise me this." Roman demanded.

"Oh? And what is this?" Cinder tilted her head, curious.

"Swear to me nothing bad happens to the kids. They don't deserve to get mixed up in all of this." Roman stared straight into Cinder's eyes. "Promise me that much."

Cinder looked back into Roman's eyes.

Fear. Hatred. Loyalty. And faintly, Hope.

She had to admit. Despite being a conman, Roman has some sort of decency. She had to respect that.

"Of course. What kind of mother would I be if I couldn't?" Cinder answered.

"An awful one." Roman cracked a decent quip as he went to the back of the truck.

Cinder said nothing as she followed, with the girl in her arms and the boy following silently behind.

There was a screech of metal.

By the time Cinder followed Roman, he had already opened the back of the truck.

Inside were innumerable amounts of crystals and powder, all of them myriads of colors.

"You've been busy," Cinder replied impressed as she looked inside.

"I'm a father. Of course I would be." Roman rolled his eyes. "Just tell me what exactly you're planning on doing?"

"Oh Roman." Cinder showed Roman an evil smirk. The man felt a subtle chill on his spine. "You'll know when you need to know."

"I doubt that." Roman scoffed. "I'm always in the dark because of you."

"It's not my fault. You just deny the truth." Cinder spoke sensibly. "But I must thank you for working so hard. I'll tell you what I'm planning. In due time."

And then, Cinder chuckled grimly and modestly to herself. Roman's spine chilled once more as he listened.

Right then and there, Roman just knew from that moment on,

A storm was coming.

Music: Persona 4 OST - Like a Dream Come True

In class, during a lesson on Basic English, Neo was nibbling on the ear of a cat cookie, with whiskers and everything. Jaune was sitting just in front of her while reading an open picture book. Said book was filled with pictures of hands and letters.

After finishing her cookie, Neo smiled at Jaune, raised her hands at him, and gestured at him.

If anyone else were to watch this, they would be utterly confused and befuddled.

Jaune watched as Neo finished moving her hands. She looked at him with anticipation, a wide smile and giddy hands.

Jaune paused, then smiled and nodded. He looked to his side to a pile of more cat cookies on the table beside them. He took one and handed it to Neo, who beamed bright and quickly nibbled on it.

Jaune smiled from the sight of it. The sight of a little girl nibbling on a cookie with both hands can be refreshing to anyone. The boy closed the book of signs and reaches for another cookie to eat.

It's been a while since the boy and girl became friends. After a while, they've gotten tired of writing on a paper and needed a faster way to communicate. Sign language was first to come up for the both of them. Imagine the look on their parents when they've noticed their children practicing. They'd never expected simple five year olds to learn something so complex.

Roman was just surprised and even elated. It showed how resourceful his daughter will become. He knew from then on that whatever happens, his daughter will always find a way to overcome whatever obstacle stands in her way.

Jaune's parents and in fact his entire family immediately began teaching Jaune EVERYTHING he needs to know about sign language. With the resources they have, they want Jaune to live his life to the fullest and with no regrets. And best of all, Jaune can finally communicate with them! All that's left is for the rest of the family to learn sign language.

Just before Jaune could take a bite of his cookie, he felt a tug on his shirt.

The boy looked up to see Neo grinning with a content smile. She was gesturing her hand in front of him. Jaune smiled as he recognized what she's saying.

'These are so good! You made them?' As she signed, Neo munched happily on a cookie in the other hand.

Nibbling on his cookie, Jaune motioned his hand too. 'Yeah. My mom taught me. So did my aunts, my grandmas, my cousins, and my sisters. I don't know much though. I'm not allowed to try a stove or knives. I'm still a kid.'

After munching on another cookie, Neo held up both hands with a smile. 'Still, you did a great job. My dad doesn't really have that much time to take care of me. He's always busy with work. So I try to take care of myself so I wouldn't bother him. If it makes you feel any better, I don't know how to cook much either.' Neo huffed with a subtle smirk.

She took another cookie from the table. She nibbled on the cookie's ear as she watched Jaune sign back.

'Really? Then I could cook for the both of us. I mean, you like my cookies, right? So… why not?' Jaune motioned as Neo turned astonished. She stared at Jaune, surprised at his suggestion.

Neo blinked.

Did she read that correctly? Does Jaune really want to cook for her?

He didn't have to… But then again, it would be nice to have some actual cooking for once. Instant noodles and frozen waffles can get a little tiring after a while.

Neo gulped and avoided Jaune's eyes, twiddling her fingers. She means well, but she can't just say yes. It might give off a wrong impression, being his friend because of his food.

No, how silly! Jaune's honest. And so is Neo. If Jaune's offering as a friend, then what's stopping Neo from accepting?

And with new resolve in mind, Neo nodded with a smile.

To that, Jaune also smiled and raised his hands, moving them exquisitely. 'Okay! I'll bring something tomorrow.'

Neo nodded with agreement and attachment. Their smiles told tomes of their dependence in each other.

Despite their communication problems, Jaune and Neo hit it off really well. Who could have thought that they'd be so sociable? Even if they have no idea on how friends work, they were trying their hardest in their own special way.

And they realized that they're not so different after all.

They can't talk. They love art and literature. They're young and gifted.

They're freaks, ignored and hated by everyone.

And they just don't care. As long as they had each other, their troubles seem to just fade away.

All the pain, all the confusion, all the anger just disappears, leaving behind companionship, trust, and happiness.

Neo trusts Jaune and Jaune trusts Neo.

They became inseparable. It was certain that nobody can ever tear them apart.

"And so everyone, remember that I comes before E except after C." Jun wrote out on the chalkboard with ease, holding onto an English workbook to her chest. Despite being a rookie, anyone watching can tell that Jun Nagase was cut out for teaching.

"What are they doing with their hands?" "I don't know, but it's kinda weird." "Is it some secret code?" "Coool- Ow!" "Don't say cool. We have our own secret code." "Besides, ours is cooler than theirs." "Just ignore them. We have our own business and they have theirs." "Wah… You're so cool…" "He is. He is!"

Jun sighed as she overheard whispers. While she was glad to see that Jaune and Neo became such close friends so quickly, she was also worried about the attention they occasionally get. Misery loves company, but sometimes, people just want to see more misery. And the worst part is that she can't do much about it.

'The system's stupid. I don't care what anyone thinks. I wonder what he would do about it… Suplex the principal?'

No matter what you say, Jun still has a wrestling mind through and through.

At the most part, she could just wait and see what happens. Neo and Jaune seem to be more than fine with each other, so why fix something that's not broken?

Turning, Jun announced to the class with her trademark smile, "Alright class, starting tomorrow, we'll be going on a field trip into the forest! Now don't worry! The forest is perfectly safe from all the big bad Grimm! We have heroes to protect us, so feel free to play to your heart's content! Just don't wander too far! And even if you do, a hero will come to bring you back safely."

The kids roared with excitement. They can finally leave this stuffy classroom and get some fresh air for once!

Jun peeked her eyes to the lone pair in the back. They were happily enjoying each other's company as evident on their smiles to each other. It left a warm feeling in Jun's chest. For some reason, she just knew that no matter what happens, the two of them were never going to leave each other.

Loneliness became merely a thing of the past for them.

Music: Durarara OST - Green Memories

"Legends.

Tall tales, Myths, Fairy tales, and Beliefs scattered throughout history. Humanity is fond of recounting these tales of heroism and villainy as if they're just stories to entertain and scare children.

However, unbeknownst to Humanity, these very same stories were in fact reality. As truth can be stranger than fiction.

Tales of magic, gods, demons, and mythical creatures existed beyond the age of today. Beyond the times of Dust, Aura, and Grimm.

But now, Humanity itself is in a state of being fragments of bygone eras. It has forgotten that these tales of heroes and villains had existed long before and written them off as said legends, a forgotten past.

Because of this, as if from scratch, Humanity worked constantly to regain their hold on this world. History repeats itself as they say.

But as Humanity toils aimlessly to grasp hold of what they once held over and over, there is but one single monster who remembers these legends.

Once upon a time, there was a little monster.

Ever since the beginning, she had lived in complete darkness. She had lived this way for an immeasurable amount of time.

But then, the monster began to wonder. She questioned her own existence. She longed for an answer as to who made her and why. She tried to find others in the darkness, but found no one as she was all alone.

Realizing this, the monster began to walk, trying to escape the darkness she grew tired of, alone. Unknown to her, this would be the first time the monster would feel what emotion is like. The first emotion she had felt was 'Loneliness'.

After walking long and far in the darkness, the monster found a new world filled with things she'd never seen before. Perhaps the monster could find out who she was in this world.

And with new resolve, the monster wandered the world she yearned to learn about.

The monster wandered the world for a long time. She has learned new emotions over time. Purpose. Curiosity. Resolution.

She had seen many new things. She had seen the limitless sprawling sky. She had seen the clear bottomless sea. She had seen the beautiful bright forests. She had seen the tall wide mountains.

The monster had learned many things, but none of it was about herself. However, the monster was still sure that she could find the answers she was looking for in this world.

With the same resolve, the monster continued wandering the world day after day.

And then one day, the monster came across mysterious beings called Humans, Gods, and Creatures.

The monster thought that she could learn who she was if she asked them. Filled with hope for the truth, the monster approached these Humans, Gods, and Creatures.

Approaching the Creatures, the monster was ignored. No matter what she did, these Creatures would never acknowledge her. Calling her a monster and freak, the colossal Creatures shunned her while the small creatures ran away from her. On that day, the monster learned sorrow, grief, and misery.

Approaching the Gods, the monster was looked down on. As the Gods towered over her as they passed, they threw insults and looks of doubts. Calling her lowly and ugly, the Gods dismissed the monster. On that day, the monster learned shame, self-pity, and humiliation.

Approaching the Humans, the monster was attacked by her last hope of learning who she was. The Humans struck at the monster with whatever means they could find. Burning her with fire. Tossing stones at her. Drowning her with water. However, no matter what, the monster could not die. So, the Humans left the monster writhing in pain. On that day, the monster learned terror, agony, and despair.

As the monster laid, new emotions began to surface in her heart. These feelings started to ooze out of the monster's heart, as if they came out to protect her.

Anger. Disdain. Anguish. Rage. Fury. Hatred. Wrath. These feelings, along with her old ones, were laid bare for her to show.

The monster gain many powers from her emotions and using these powers, she took the lives of the Humans who tormented her.

But on the first day she took away Human life, the monster wept. And on the next day. And the next. She cried as if she was a small child.

After a long time, the monster had stopped her crying and all of her desire to learn about herself had disappeared. Thinking back on her life, she wished she had never learned of this world. She thought of how it would have been better to live in darkness with her mind empty of emotion.

With her new resolution in mind, the monster set out to find a place where no one could find her and she would be all alone again.

Not even the monster knew how long she had wandered.

At last, the monster stumbled upon a quiet spot in a small forest, where not even the chirping of songbirds could be heard was most pleasant to the monster. She grew fond of this spot and decided to live out her days in this forest alone, deciding to just watch the world she never wished to learn pass on by.

This monster watched as the world she knew become scorched from what she learned to be war and blessed from what she thought to be peace. She watched as eons passed, as Humanity rose and fell, as gods are born and forgotten, and as magic evolved and regressed.

Not anymore was she interested in Creatures. As 'I'm just a monster,' she would say.

Not anymore was she interested in Gods. As 'they are nothing but imperfect themselves,' she would say.

Not anymore was she interested in Humanity. As 'Humans die off quickly,' she would say.

Because of this, she only watched as the world goes on with its endless cycle of birth, destruction, and reincarnation.

Until one day, a young man had found the lonesome monster in her home, the forest.

The monster was startled at the sight of the man.

To that, the man gave a small laugh.

With minor disdain, the monster told the man to leave and never return.

But the man never left, as he had fell in love with the lonely monster.

The monster never understood why the man didn't leave.

Instead, the man sat next to the monster and said,

'Let's spend our lives together.'

The monster was confused as to why the man would ask of this. 'Why?' She said curiously. The signs of her anger disappeared. And the man said,

'Because I know what it's like to be alone.'

The monster then said with annoyance, 'As if you'd know. You don't know what it's like to live like a monster. To be hated and looked down on like a freak. To be hurt like some animal.'

'Yes I do.' The man replied. 'Because I'm also a monster.'

The man then smiled at the befuddled monster, 'So if you're alone, would it be alright if I sat with you?'

Ever since that day, the monster ignored the man as that was all she knew what to do. She shunned him. She insulted him. She even struck fear into him.

But the man still stayed by the monster's side, no matter what she did. Day after day, the man would stay by the monster while showing a bright smile. On sunny days, snowy days, and even stormy days, the man remained by the monster's side without falter.

The monster had never been shown kindness by anyone before, so she was afraid.

'Will I be tricked again? Will I be hurt again?'

The monster's mind with filled with endless worries.

Then one day, the monster had enough of the man. She declared to the man,

'I will live by myself. Go away and leave me alone.'

But the man still stubbornly stayed and then he said,

'But if I do, then you'll feel lonely again. I don't want you to feel lonely anymore.'

At that moment, a small, warm feeling came into being within the monster's heart.

The monster, for the first time in a long time, felt a new emotion.

On that day, the monster had learned 'Love'.

From that day, the monster and man began to live their lives together.

Over and over, the monster called her beloved's name day after day with a wide smile.

On that day, the monster had learned what 'Beloved' meant.

One day, the man had built a home for the both of them. The monster had noticed the endless number of books and relics the man had kept inside.

The monster asked why her beloved kept such a number.

The man answered, 'Because the past will always have something to teach us.'

On that day, the monster had learned what 'Knowledge' meant.

Ever since that day, the monster began to travel the world once more, with her beloved by her side. With only each other by their side, they explored the world and all of its wonders. Learning from the triumphs and mistakes of Humans, Gods, and Creatures, they kept everything they have learned and collected in their home, untouched by none except the monster and her beloved in the small forest she was once lonely in.

One day, the monster had a child. With the same love she gave to her beloved, the monster called the name of her child over and over with a tearful smile.

On that day, the monster learned what 'Family' meant.

Years pass and the monster had noticed something.

She, her beloved, and their child had stopped growing older anymore. Her child noticed also.

When the monster asked her beloved why he wasn't aging, the man replied with a light hug,

'Because I don't want to you to be lonely anymore.'

The monster was stunned by her beloved's sudden answer. His hug warmed the monster with the love and affection she grew fond of. Her eyes watered with joy. Her smile shined brighter than ever before. Her arms caressed her beloved. Her chest tightened with a new emotion she never thought she was familiar of.

On that day, the monster had learned 'Happiness'.

Ever since that day, the monster and her family lived their lives traveling the world, gathering and storing away everything it could offer them. And the monster wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

But then one day, her child found her own beloved. The monster and her beloved were more than happy for their child, welcoming her new family. Her child's beloved was surprised to see who his new mother and father was, but he was very grateful of them. For because of them, he had found his beloved.

The monster was happy for her child.

But over time, the monster watched as her child's new beloved grew older. Worried and afraid of seeing their child's beloved leaving, the monster and her beloved worked tirelessly to stop their child's beloved from aging anymore.

Calling the power of her emotions, the monster wished for her family to never grow old and to stay young and free and to live happily together.

And it worked. Her child was very grateful to her mother and father when she saw her beloved young and happy again.

The monster and her beloved could never be more proud.

One day, the monster had another child. And she treasured him as family also, watching as he grew and found a beloved of his own.

So, the monster watched as her children and grandchildren grew up.

Years pass, and before the monster knew it, her family grew and grew as she lived peacefully and happily with her beloved. All the while, the happiness in her heart shined bright.

As the monster's family grew, the home they all lived also grew larger and grander.

As the monster's home grew, the knowledge it contained only grew more plentiful and abundant.

And as the world continued its never-ending cycle, only one thing was certain.

The monster loved her family and her family loved her.

It was then and there that the monster realized that she was no longer a monster.

On that day, the monster realized that she was a 'Mother'.

Up to this day, the mother and her family had lived happily as the world around them aged.

And the mother wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Now, one would instantly write off this tale as a mere myth, but as I've said...

Truth can be stranger than fiction."

A mother finished her tale with a content smile.

"Wow… Grandma. That was beau-"A young girl said in awe.

"I'm bored! When is Jaune coming home? We're still waiting for him!" A young boy complained.

"Yeah! Why does he get to leave the house?" A gruff girl huffed.

"There's no point in whining." A studious boy reading a book in the corner spoke.

"Says you! You got a book! You're SoOoOo bored! Dad, can we go outside now?" A hot-blooded boy asked his nearby father.

"Umm…" The father looked up to his grandmother for her consent.

"Go ahead. There's no harm, remember?" The mother snickered at her grandchild.

"Uh… right." The father looked befuddled. "Come along. Anyone want to come with? Let's go see everyone outside."

"Yay!" "Alright!" "Finally." "I'm staying with grandma." "Suit yourself!"

The mother watched as her grandchild open the door to a noisy and busy hallway. Faces she loved and nurtured passed by with purpose. She watched as the children followed out the door. Her grandchild closed the door behind him.

Looking down, the mother noticed a grandchild was still here, the young girl. She looked so innocent. She reminded the mother of when she first came to this world.

She was looking up at the mother with red eyes.

Just like the mother's.

"Grandma? Can you tell me another story?" The young girl asked, walking up to her lap.

With a smile, the mother said, "Of course. Besides, I know more stories than your know-it-all uncle. But don't tell him I said that."

The young girl giggled. "Okay, grandma."

"Alright. Let's see… Once upon a time, there was a fool and his friends who would face against the end of the world itself. Later on, this fool would meet another like himself in order to help a god save his beloved." The mother began her story with a content heart. "These fools and their friends held a special power that allowed them to go against the will of the world and the fury of gods. This power was known as the manifestation of true emotions…"

Author's Notes: Happy belated New Year!

But seriously, Happy New Year, guys. And Merry Christmas!

Yet another RWBY hiatus. Oh such misfortune! Now the RWBY fandom is slowly dying down and the fanfiction, fanart, and forum scene is slowly fading away. Ah... I remember the time after Volume 1 when the fanfictions slowed down... It's as if it was just a year ago... God, I feel old.

Anyway, here's the new chapter! Yay! *confetti* With this chapter, I have now established the three important plot lines of Quiet Affection. NeoxJaune, Roman's Job, and Jaune's Family. Importance in that order with Jaune's family at the VERY LEAST amount of time. I hope.

God. Neo is such a cute little girl. She's like Mashiro from Engaged to the Unknown... *ding* Lightbulb.

Okay okay. Back to the news. I'm still going strong. Hiatus or not, I'm still in the RWBY fandom through and through.

Now, Mute Arc. I'm still doing it. I'd rather wait for more Canon before continuing though. I might miss something and mess up and get facts wrong. And I hate being wrong and you guys hate reading the wrong stuff. *Totally not a double entendre*

Now for THIS story. If you can guess who the 'monster/mother' is, then have a cookie. That's right. The mother lived through EVERYTHING (For what 'EVERYTHING is, please refer to the entirety of my Account bio. That's 'EVERYTHING') and has the 'scars' to prove it. Now most of you will say that you hate this sort of direction and just drop this story. I am sorry for betraying your trust and faith in me, but this way won't be appearing much at all in this story. If anything, it's in the background. In the end, all this story is about are NeoxJaune and Roman's Job.

Now, when the mother said that Legends are real. She's not kidding. That's all I'll say right now. You all know where this could go.

Moving on, you might think that Jaune and Neo are too smart for their age (5), because they like art and literature and they're learning sign language and Jaune cooks. One answer: Geniuses. They just know better.

Roman as a father may seem to be OOC, but it works when you realize the circumstance. Being the lowest of the low can change a person.

Now for Roman and Cinder, I'm inferring that they had a little Canon history. But here, I've written that Roman broke off from Cinder and wound up where he is now. To be honest, even I don't know what Cinder's up to. Therefore, I'll be writing from Roman's point of view, where he'll be stealing tons and tons of dust to put food on the table. Being a father can make a man do outrageous things for their children.

I should also point out that Jun is a huge wrestling fan as she was in The World God Only Knows.

If you have ANY questions or need a better explanation, just tell me. I'll try my best to answer it in the new chapter or PM.

Bonus: Guess where the mother got the story of the fools from.

Until then, this is destinyTail0 signing off! Stay frosty!