Just stories written while im on the toilet or in the restroom in general

Three girls have found themselves trapped in a bathroom with no exit. With only speculation to make sense of their situation, their sanities reach an all-time low.

He was slowly pulling his tail from the water before he wrenched it out, the tail looking like a furious lightning bolt at that moment. With a swoosh sound, it disappeared.
Ah Meow turned around and changed his position to face to the water with his body. Then, he swung his claws and caught the pikes.
He was growling. The clenched muscles of his front legs were very apparent; his tendons looked like steel. He caught the pikes and pulled them to the shore.
The counterattack had happened too quickly; the pikes hadn’t known how to respond, and they were dragged out from the water a second later.
Crispy Noodles immediately jumped on the pikes and scratched them with his claws. He opened his mouth and bit them quickly.
Ah Meow pounded the head of the pikes with his front claws, leaving his back paws on the ground. He tilted his head. The way he held his head tall and opened his mouth to roar was just like a tiger in the forest!
Olly was shocked and dropped his beer can on the ground; stunned, he said, "Oh my God, this ocelot is really impressive."
Hans turned and said, "You're not the first one to say so."
Ah meow was terrible. After his revenge, he let the pikes go, as he didn’t care about them anymore. The lion attacked the mouse just because the lion was simply unhappy with the mouse. This was the king’s style!
Ah Meow roared for a few seconds while he was stepping on the pikes. Ah Meow proudly swung his tail and limped in Li Du’s direction. He sat on Li Du's legs and showed him his injured thigh.
Li Du picked him up and cut off the fur around the wound. Then he washed his wound with hydrogen peroxide to sterilize and disinfect, and finally he sprayed a hemostatic agent on the wound.
Seeing them preparing the dishes and the grill, a treasure hunter came over and asked, "Are you guys going to have a party here?"
They had only intended to hold a small gathering. But it had turned into a small party as there were many people at the storage site.
Li Du said, "Yes, we are open to anyone who is interested."
A treasure hunter said, "Have you all prepared the meats? "
Li Du shrugged. "We bought a lot of meat from the market in the morning, surely enough for tonight’s party."
"Then what about the main course?" a treasure hunter said. "I’ll tell you what: there is a Black Pig going up for auction today. Let’s bid on it and make it our main course."
Li Du asked, "Black Pig? Chinese Black Pig?"
He saw a student start-up program during his university time. There was one popular university student who returned home to China to rear pigs. It was shocking news at the time, and what he reared was the Black Pig.
Big Quinn said, "No, I think this is the Berkshire. It was a type of pork reared by people in Berkshire of England 300 years ago during Oliver Cromwell’s reign.
"This is a hybrid of the domestic pig and the wild boar. One hundred years ago, the British shipped the hybrids to the United States and Japan. After that, the Japanese promote them to the world."
A treasure hunter said, "This is the Black Pig. Seriously, it is really delicious. I really admire Japanese—they really know how to rear pigs and cattle."
"Yes, it's definitely worth tasting. The black pork is as valuable as Kobe beef."
Everyone had different points of view. Li Du ended up searching the Internet to discover that this was indeed a very precious type of black pork.
The Berkshire pork grew more slowly than the average pig, and therefore had more time to accumulate fat. Its muscle fibers were also very fine, and tasted like beef. Therefore, it was valuable; it was the highest grade of meat, even compared to other types from all over Asia, Europe and the United States.
Li Du was convinced. He said, "What are we waiting for? Let’s go to Hoffman’s to bid for this pig so we can enjoy it tonight!"
The fall was also the harvest season, so it was the peak season for auctions. Hoffman’s auction was held two to three times a week.
During the evening, Big Quinn prepared the dinner in the cabin. Li Du, Hans, and other treasure hunters went to the old goods market.
Before they left, Big Quinn said, "Boss, cooking a pig is a challenging task. I don’t think we’ll be able to cook it tonight."
Li Du patted his cheek and said, "Big Quinn, my good brother, I know this well. This is not for tonight."
"What do you mean?" someone asked.
Hans responded quickly, "Oh, you little b*tch, are you going to buy it to please Sophie?"
Li Du shrugged. "Since the Black Pig is so valuable, I don’t think you guys can appreciate it. Not only Sophie—I will also share it with Hannah and Big Quinn’s family."
Big Quinn smiled. "So we can enjoy the pork together?"
Li Du said, "Yes, at least five pounds of meat and five pounds of bones for you."
Black Pig grew very slow so its bones were high in calcium. Because of this, stewed black pork was very suitable for children and the elderly to replenish calcium.
After listening to this, Big Quinn said happily, "Safe trip and all the best."
They arrived at the market in the evening right at the auction was about to begin.
The Berkshire was a big-sized pig. In order to prevent it from defecating all over, the auctioneer had decided to auction it off before any other products.
"There is no doubt this is good pork. Look at the shiny fur of this sprightly pig—it is definitely healthier than a lot of people here!"
"God can prove that the pig was raised for twenty-two months. It has a weight of 220 pounds so far. It’s really valuable!"
"After listening to the discussions going around," the auctioneer, Sayder, shouted, "the starting price is 1,000 dollars. We will start the auction now and every increment must be at least 50 dollars. Let’s start now!"
Li Du was determined to win the bid. He shouted, "1,100!"
Someone immediately increased the price: "1,200!" Hans whispered to Li Du that the person was a restaurant owner.
"One thousand two hundred fifty!"
"One thousand three hundred! "
The price rose all the way from 1,000, to 2,000, to 3,500 dollars.
Seeing this, Li Du raised the price again. "Four thousand!"
Four thousand dollars was enough to purchase a cow. Everyone shook their heads to indicate they thought that the price was too high for a pig. Sayder pointed at Li Du and shouted the price for three times. The pig was won by him.
Two treasure hunters came and shook hands with Li Du. These were the men who had brought the pig to the auction, and this was the social rule to show respect for the person who had won the auction.
"May I know who reared the pig?" Li Du asked. "Are there any other pigs?"
One of the treasure hunters said, "Yes, he reared a lot of pigs. The pig was reared by the Amish. As you know, it only eats vegetables and fruits. It doesn't eat food pellets at all."
Li Du asked again, "What did you trade for a pig?"
"Sets of furniture for the living room, bedroom, and study room."
Li Du nodded his head. He had an idea after hearing this.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

Slowly Novis started to open his heavy eyelids, his vision was slowly returning and all he could see was a grey murky ceiling.
 
"Where am I?" Novis said as he lifted himself off the ground. As he did though a shooting pain could be felt in his chest. He grabbed hold of it with one arm expecting a scar but nothing was there.
 
"Slow down you're still hurt," Ashley said.
 
"What happened to me?"
 
"You nearly gave me a heart attack boy, if you were out on the floor any longer I would have called an ambulance," Daiki said as he started laughing out loud. "But you did as I told, you stood your ground, how do you feel?"
 
Novis looked around the room and noticed he was inside the dojo on the floor, the students were outside still busy practising away. The last thing he could remember was being chucked through the…
 
As Novis looked at the Dojo door he could see the sliding panels had been bent out of place form where his body had hit them.
 
"Don't worry about that boy." Daiki said, "The amount of money you have made for the dojo, I won't go charging you for something like that."
 
"I wouldn't expect you to, you were the one who threw me through the thing in the first place." Novis wanted to say out loud.
 
As Novis tried to move, he again felt a huge pain in his chest, when he thought back to what happened he couldn't remember much apart from the fear of being struck by the sword energy.
 
"To be honest I'm just in a lot of pain right now."
 
"Novis perhaps your body is not strong enough for sword energy yet," George said.
 
Novis immediately turned his head and started to stare at George. After what just happened, when the two of them said they would protect him, Novis didn't want to really want to take their advice anymore.
 
"Look hear me out," George said with a nervous smile. "Form our world we know that the bodies strengthening condition is important to improve your sword energy power. I don't think Daiki's idea of you taking hits from the sword energy is a bad one, just right now you're too weak to even take on a hit."
 
 "Yes, it seems like we might have focused on your conditioning and fitness too much," Arthur added.  
 
As Novis looked at himself, he could see they were right. Novis was fitter than most kids now and he had the reflexes to go with it, but he was still only 15 and was just starting to fill out. There wasn't much muscle on his body at all.
 
"What are they saying to you boy," Daiki asked seeing that Novis seemed to be in the middle of a conversation. All though to the outside world, it looked Novis was just moving his head around the room and nodding constantly.
 
"They said I need a stronger body, strong enough to at least withstand the attack of your sword energy."
 
"I definitely agree with that. When I was younger my body went through all sorts of hardships, it what gave me my lovely guns today." Daiki said as he tensed his bicep. "Well it doesn't look like you're in any condition to do anything today, get some rest and I'll try to make a plan for you to follow for the next few days and next time your ready will try this again."
 
Novis then laid back down on the mats for an awhile and after a few minutes, he could move again. Although his body was sore at least he was able to make his way home on his own.
 
After a slow and painful walk home, all Novis wanted to do was lie in his bed. He was hoping he would have made some progress with Daiki but it seemed like he had just taken a step backwards and now with his body injured who knew when he would be able to train at full strength again.
 
As Novis laid down on his bed he looked at the pod next to him, he started to remember the feeling of the pod inside. The cushions were top-notch quality and whenever he was inside, he felt like he was sleeping on clouds. So instead of lying on the bed, he decided to climb into the pod and rest his eyes.
 
"Hey, Novis while you in here, feel free to rest but do you mind if me and Arthur play a few games?" George asked
 
Novis was beat for the day and didn't want to do anything but rest, the last thing he was thinking about was playing a few games but if Arthur and George wanted to play, he didn't see a problem with that.
 
The last time Novis had played with them, he had discovered the fact that the whole world was looking for this so-called virtual sword god player and had decided to let Arthur and George take a break hoping the world would forget about them.
 
 "Yeah sure, why don't you two play a few games."
 
Although it had been a while since the player ID Pendragon had come online, no one had forgotten about him. The fact that the player only games online once in a while made it an even bigger event than usual.
 
"It's him!"
 
"The virtual sword god is back!"
 
 "Quick guys start recording, can't wait to see him get out of diamond and go up to the god tier!"
 
"Yeah but at the rate he comes online it will be months before that."
 
Novis then switched control and allowed Arthur to play the game. Before Novis used to control most of the settings of the game and then only switch over control when actually in a match. But Arthur had seen Novis do everything so many times by now, he was able to do everything himself.
 
When Arthur logged into the game though, Novis's brother Bill and Hastam had been notified. They too were keeping an eye on him. In that instant, both of them had sent a party invite.
 
"Hey I know you said we wouldn't be able to meet, but I was thinking before I come to England I could play a few matches with you?" Hastam asked.
 
And at the same time, his brother had sent him a message.
 
"Thank you so much for accepting my friend request. I hate to ask this but it would be an honour if I and you could play together." Bill asked.
 
"What would you like me to do?" Arthur asked Novis.
 
Novis didn't want to upset his brother and at the same time, he felt bad for lying to Hastam last time about not being able to make it. In the end, Novis had come up with an idea.
 
They had accepted Hastam invite and were teleported to a blue party room.
 
"Hey I wasn't expecting you to accept my party invite," Hastam said.
 
 "There I a person I would like to invite, do you mind?" Arthur asked.
 
"Sure, go ahead, a friend of yours is a friend fo mine."
 
In truth, Hastam was dead excited about who the Virtual sword god would be inviting. If it was someone he knew it would have to be a great player.
 
Then when Bill had entered the room, Hatsam's excitement quickly died down. Hastam knew who Bill was, or at least to the extent that everyone else knew who Bill was. In the last game, many people had seen Arthur accept Bill's invite.
 
This caused a wide search for the player ID Billybill, when they found Bill was only a student in middle school, their hope was quickly lost and they just assumed it was a random acceptance.
 
But that's when a thought hit Hastam. Wasn't the virtual sword god also a student? Maybe the fact that he had accepted the invite wasn't random after all. From the reaction in the video, it seemed like Bill didn't know who the Virtual sword god was, if the Virtual sword god was keeping his identity secret then perhaps the two knew each other in some way.
 
When Bill entered the room, he was completely starstruck, not only was he with his Idol, but he was also standing in front of a Pro player. He was practically in a game with two celebrities.
 
"I'm a huge fan of yours Hastam, I learnt a lot form your live streams," Bill said.
 
"Thank you, it's always nice to meet a fan, hey I know, where are you from?" Hastam asked.
 
"Ennnn England," Bill said nervously.
 
"Oh what a nice surprise, I'm actually going to England this weekend to host a game, I happen to have some free tickets, if you're in the area maybe we can meet each other?"
 
"That would be great!" Bill shouted.
 
 "That's great, it's part of the Berkshire tournament."
 
"Wait did you say? Berkshire tournament." Bill interrupted. "That's my county, I live in that area. My brothers in that tournament too, this is amazing!"
 
Novis did not like where this conversation was going, not one bit.

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An ordinary schoolboy, Novis Talen Stumbles upon an old sword while clearing his grandfather's dojo. From inside the sword came out a sprit named Arthur who dedicated his life to the sword. Together, Arthur wishes to find an unbeatable sword style, while Novis starts to gain interest in a VRMOBA game called Virtual Sword Warriors and walks down the road of Esports. 

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Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk with his chin resting on his steepled fingers. This was a position he was taking all too frequently, as he spent his many of his days trying to get a full roster of teachers, and his many nights trying to lead the fight against Voldemort. 

He hadn't been particularly successful in either case so far. He wasn't surprised that not many had offered themselves for the post of Defense instructor, after all, not a single candidate had lasted for more than a year in more than two decades.

Word was starting to spread. He despaired of giving the job to Severus, not that the man wasn't qualified for it, if anything he was overqualified for the task, but because he was concerned that the former Death Eater would succumb to the lure of the Dark once again.

 After so many years of working to keep Severus in the Light he didn't wish to tempt fate. There was also the small matter of the curse. He wanted nothing untoward to happen to his protege, especially with things with a second war was inevitable.

Finally, there was the not insignificant matter of then finding someone to teach potions.

With the current state of things, it is safe to assume that Quirinus will not last the ems of the year.

And now, something new had been added to the mix. Just this morning he had received a most intriguing owl from someone actually seeking the Defense position. A man by the name of Odysseus Perrilloux.

Dumbledore had never heard of him and was tempted to simply toss the letter in the trash, chalking it up to a nobody seeking to make a name for himself at the students expense.

Not that that would necessarily be a bad thing given the quality of some of the previous teachers he had been forced to hire. 

Oh, how he wished that Cornelius had accepted his offer of using a rotating staff of Aurors to teach. Each term would see a new teacher so that the curse need never be invoked and the Ministry would have a handy means of giving their more battle weary officers an opportunity to do something else while they regain their equilibrium. 

But alas, Cornelius was more interested in trying to keep some sort of hold over his own position and wouldn't even consider the arrangement. Well, perhaps his successor will be more willing to see things his way, Albus thought.

While Albus Dumbledore sat in his office contemplating his troubles, Oddyseus sat over a plate of fish and chips in the Leaky Cauldron considering his own. 

His owl had gone off with no trouble first thing this morning, but that was the last thing to work out so far. 

He had made an attempt at gaining access to the Daily Prophets records, even getting so far as to speaking with the assistant editor before he was rebuffed and asked to leave the building.

Back in his previous lives, information was the greatest tool for any quests, it kept you alive and most importantly I help you avoid unnecessary moves.

As he was deep in thoughts, the door from Muggle London opened and in stepped a cloaked figure. At first, he only registered it as another possible threat but when the graceful stride of Narcissa Malfoy showed itself, his interest was peeked.

She was wearing a cloak of deep green over a set of stylish and obviously expensive Muggle-looking clothes. In her hand she carried a single small shopping bag. It was a striped bag, white and pink, and too small to be carrying much. He immediately rose to greet her.

"Why, Narcissa," He said in his poshest tones, deliberately ignoring her married name. "How good it is to see you again."

Narcissa started at hearing her name called but quickly recovered when she saw who it was who was speaking. 

"I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage, sir. Do we know each other?" Her tone was distant but not too cold.

He placed a hand over his heart in pain. "Oh, you wound me, dear Lady. We met just yesterday and I had hoped I would be a bit more memorable." He stepped up and took her hand again. "Allow me to introduce myself again. I am your most humble servant, Odysseus Perrilloux."

Narcissa smiled. "Oh, I do seem to recall the name."

Oddyseus beamed at her. "I am so glad. If I had known we would be running into each other again so soon, I would have ordered luncheon for two. Would you care to join me, or have you already eaten?"

"I'm afraid I will have to turn down your most gracious offer," she said with a hint of a smile. "You see I ate while I was doing my shopping."

"Shopping?" Oddyseus said with a grin. "In Muggle London? Would your husband approve?"

"There are some elements of fashion," Narcissa said with a smile of her own, "that the Muggles actually do quite well."

He gazed down at her bag and the rather well known store name on it. "I see. But still, your husband?"

"He does not ask where I do my shopping. As for what I purchase, he also does not seem to have any complaints." 

Her smile took on a bit of a smirk as her eyes began to gleam once again.

Oddyseus responded with a smirk of his own. "Only a fool would. Should you ever, in the future, need someone to assist you while... shopping," 

Oddyseus almost laughed as she reacted to his obvious suggestion.

"I would be most happy to carry your bags for you."

"I'm sure my husband would not approve of that," Narcissa said coldly, but the gleam had not yet left her eye.

"What your husband does or does not approve of is of no concern to me."

Narcissa raised one elegantly curved eyebrow at him and replied, "I will be bidding you good day, Mr. Perrilloux."

"And a pleasant evening to you, my dear Narcissa."

After the door to the rear of the pub closed after her, he again took his seat, contemplating the possibilities and how far he could goad the Malfoys before they took some action. 

So involved was he in his thoughts that he didn't notice the barman approach.

"Pardon my sticking me nose in where it doesn't belong, sir, but I'd advise ye to step careful around that witch."

 Oddyseus motioned the man to continue.

"Her 'usband, 'e's a mean one 'e is. A lot of folks put 'im down in You Know Who's corner right square. Either way, he'd skin ye alive iffin 'e saw what you were trying 'ere today."

He gave the man a cold smile and answered, "I'm sure he'd try at least."

So, now Oddyseus had a plan for the Malfoys and all he needed was one for Sirius. 

Since he couldn't come up with anything else, he decided that surveillance was his best option.

He returned to his hotel and began to craft a letter to Narcissa Malfoy.

The next day was spent most of his morning in bed, he did visit his Berkshire home for a little while. 

His house elf Benny as usual jet it very clean, At lunchtime, he went to Diagon Alley for lunch and to post his letter.

 Opting not to return to the hotel, Oddyseus instead went into Muggle London to do some shopping and put his other plan into action.

That evening, just as the house elves were setting out the evening meal, an owl soared into the Malfoy Dinning Room and dropped a note onto Narcissa's lap. Draco eyed her suspiciously as she opened the note and read it.

My dear Narcissa;

I hope this note finds you well. By happy circumstance it seems that I will be in Muggle London tomorrow. If you were planning another shopping trip, I would be delighted to accompany you.

I will be having tea at the Berkshire Hotel if you would care to join me.

Your humble;
Odysseus

"Well, mother, what does it say?" Draco asked sharply.

"Don't be impertinent, Draco," his mother responded. "It is none of your business. Now, your father will be late... again, so why don't we eat and then you can get on with your Yule assignments."

"But the Yule break has just begun," Draco whined. "Why do I have to do them tonight?"

Narcissa cringed at the sound of his voice. Had Lucius sounded that petulant as a child? She certainly hoped not.

"Because they must be done and best they be done quickly."

Draco ignored her and sat hunched in his chair slurping his soup, Narcissa cringed again. 

She neatly folded the note and set it aside before starting her own soup. Later, when Lucius came home, she would discuss the note with him. 

She smiled to herself as the next few days would prove to be very entertaining.

~~~

The Berkshire Hotel was situated in the heart of the most expensive shopping district in London. From Oddyseus's seat on the Restaurant's terrace he could easily see the storefronts for Versace and Armani. 

It was in the latter store that Oddyseus had spent the previous afternoon. He had selected a full outfit of the highest quality. Not dressy mind you, but the type of clothing that one would wear while spending a relaxing day in this part of the city. 

Most people would have an aneurism if they had seen the casual way that Oddyseus had laid out nearly 400 pounds of his hard-earned graft to purchase a single set of clothing. 

The cashmere jumper fit perfectly over his long-sleeved Egyptian cotton shirt. His linen slacks had the perfect break in their razor-sharp crease as they met the soft leather of his loafers. 

The silk boxers he would have to get used to. They seemed too slick compared to the simple cotton ones he used to wear.

Oddyseus casually stirred his tea while waiting. He wondered if he would have to wait for long.

"Mr. Perrilloux?" a deliberately cultured voice spoke quietly from behind him. He turned sharply, so concentrated on watching the people on the street that he missed the concierge approaching from behind him.

"Yes?" said Oddyseus. "That is my name. How can I help you?"

The middle-aged but trim man smiled a slight and very professional smile as he replied, "Your companion for tea has called and said that she will be arriving shortly and asked that you forgive her delay."

He smiled and nodded as the man began to back away.

"In that case, can you have a fresh pot of tea and some sandwiches ready for her arrival?"

The man nodded again as he exited. Oddyseus's smile shifted into a self-satisfied smirk as he notched up his awareness a couple of steps. 

It wouldn't due to be surprised by Lucius while he was waiting for Narcissa. It was his intention that the surprises all be on the other foot today.

About ten minutes later, he noticed the elegant woman strolling down the street. She was dressed in a silk suit that simply screamed money. Oddyseus stood as she approached and pulled out a chair for her.

"I am delighted that you could be joining me today, Narcissa," he said, placing slightly more emphasis on the word 'joining' then an innocent party should have. 

He leaned in to kiss her cheek but Narcissa smoothly avoided it by sitting down without giving the appearance of having even noticed his attempt.

"Well, as it seems I was in the area anyway, I thought I would accept you kind invitation to tea."

At this point, a waiter arrived with a fresh pot of tea and a tray of finger sandwiches. Oddyseus poured and Narcissa took her tea with three sugars and no milk. He sat and nonchalantly rubbed his hand over his heart.

The malucious intent talisman he wore there under his shirt gave off no heat, so he knew that Lucius was not yet in the vicinity.

"So, how did I come to be so fortunate?" He asked casually. "Another shopping trip?"

Narcissa took a sip of her tea and gently set it back onto it's saucer before answering. "No, I've completed by shopping for awhile."

"Then why are you here?"

"Why, I came to see you, of course," she answered with a trace of a smile.

He beamed back at her. "I am honored."

"So, Mr. Perrilloux," Narcissa continued. "How long shall we sit here while you continue your amateurish attempts to seduce me before you invite me up to your room?"

"Amateurish?" Oddyseus was openly stunned. He realized that he wasn't the smoothest of operators when it came to women, he hadn't exactly had a lot of experience, but he usually just let his charisma and charm do the job for him. But now he couldn't stop the heat that he could feel in his face.

Narcissa simply laughed at his discomfort. "Perhaps amateurish was too harsh on my part. You have to understand, Mr. Perrilloux, that being in my position, I have been approached by all types of men seeking my attentions, some subtle and some unbearably crude. It is obvious that you have not had a tremendous amount of experience at this sort of thing."

Oddyseus's face grew even hotter at the apparent transparency of his actions. Narcissa's smile slowly changed from slightly mocking to something almost nostalgic.

"However, I did find the attention flattering and your youthful approach amusing."

Trying to maintain some level of decorum as he spoke. 

"I'm glad that you found some amusement in it, at least."

Narcissa suddenly turned serious. "You know, of course, that my husband could not possibly tolerate this sort of thing between us?"

"That is the reason I started it in the first place," He answered calmly.

"You wish to die, Mr. Perrilloux?"

"No."

"But you know my husband will come to kill you?"

"I know that he will come to try."

Narcissa didn't answer and so Oddyseus pressed on. "What are you doing here, Narcissa? Really?"

Narcissa looked the younger man in the eye as she answered. "I occasionally shop in the Muggle world and, although my husband would never spend his gold here, he also finds some forms of... recreation from Muggle girls."

Oddyseus immediately understood this to mean that Narcissa was well aware that the Death Eaters would often kidnap Muggle women, and sometimes even schoolgirls, to ravage in their post-attack meetings. The rapes, and worse, helped to boost morale as well as relieve the stress of combat. 

Oddyseus had raided and attacked several enemy camps over his many lives. And over the years, he had come to the conclusion that it was easier to destroy the enemy when they had their pants down, literally and figuratively, after they had completed an attack then waste a lot of effort trying to anticipate when and where the next attack would come. 

"So you wish to get revenge?" He asked calmly, as if her willingness to trade his life for her own petty grudge didn't matter to him in the least. And it didn't, as long as it got him Lucius.

Narcissa frowned slightly at this. "I merely wish to show my husband that a door swings both ways." He inclined his head in acceptance. "Now shall we eat first or simply go inside?"

Oddyseus dropped a fifty pound note on the table and assisted Narcissa from her seat. As they passed through the lobby he caught the concierge's eye and asked that a bottle of champagne be delivered to his suite. 

The man smiled his efficient smile and suggested a bowl of strawberries as well. Oddyseus agreed and caught up to Narcissa at the lifts.

Not my novel I uploaded it here so I can listen to it on the audiobook while I work

Also this novel is a remix of an already existing one, The original author is BJH
the link is https://ficwad.com/story/47747

The remix was rewritten by KrazyDonkeys05 on a private chat group I am part off, he is college student from USC.

The girl looked so thin, and her face was the size of his palm, yet her eyes were lively and bright. She always looked at people with focus, her eyes glimmering like pools of light that one could drown in. These were truly alluring eyes. However, the owner obviously didn't understand her own appeal as she continued to look at him, appearing even more alluring. The man looked away and grunted, "I have an iPhone. I happened to bring my charger here today." He then shouted something in German at the cabin. Gu Nianzhi heard him say, "Mother Hanna," and was excited as she followed him over.
The back cabin windows opened, and an old woman looking to be in her sixties smiled kindly at them as she replied in German, "Reinitz, bring that cute girl inside. I can tell she's hungry. Her eyes are gleaming."
Gu Nianzhi was speechless. Was it that obvious? Reinitz chuckled quietly. The sound was like the middle string on a cello. One casual pluck was enough to reverberate the heart. As someone obsessed with voices, Gu nianzhi's ears nearly burned upon hearing the sound. She knew this man was incredible, just his voice was enough to seduce...
"Go on in. Mother Hanna's house is the only one within ten miles." Reinitz bent over and spoke softly before opening the gate and stepping aside to let Gu Nianzhi in with a smile. Gu Nianzhi immediately felt reassured at the sight of the kind woman. Also, the man looked refined. He shouldn't be scum like Seth. Gu Nianzhi thanked him and followed him inside.
The old woman named Hanna stood at the door with open arms. "My dear girl, you must've suffered. Come to Mother Hanna."
Gu Nianzhi had already been wandering around the Alps for more than a week now and nearly teared up at the first kind words she heard. But she held herself back, inhaling deeply and hugging Mother Hanna. She replied in German, "Thank you."
Gu Nianzhi didn't know much German except for simple phrases like, "Hello," "thank you," and "goodbye." However, her pronunciation was exact and in an authentic Hannover accent that she had learned from He Zhichu. Hanna was very excited and immediately spoke quickly in German. It was much too fast but also in a Hannover accent. Gu Nianzhi only answered with silence. She didn't understand a word and looked at Reinitz helplessly.
Reinitz stood by her and was temporarily stunned by her large, soulful eyes. Smiling faintly, he spoke to Hanna in German. Hanna immediately switched to English and said to Gu Nianzhi, "You don't speak German? But your pronunciation was so perfect and was in an authentic Hannover accent. I'm also from Hannover, so it felt very intimate." As she spoke, she took Gu Nianzhi inside the cabin.
Gu Nianzhi smiled sheepishly. "I only know a few conversational phrases. I don't know anything more complicated."
"No problem, we all speak English." Hanna winked at her like a playful child and was very optimistic.
Gu Nianzhi giggled and spied Reinitz walking in, looking straight ahead. He passed by her and turned to go into another room. Hanna had her sit down in the kitchen and carried out freshly baked bread and mayonnaise, as well as two Weisswurst sausages to set before her. She asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Cereus." Gu Nianzhi was truly starving and swallowed hard at the sight of food, but she didn't dare to eat it right away.
"Cereus? What a nice name. It's pretty, like you." Hanna served her enthusiastically. "Dig in! Aren't you hungry?"
Gu Nianzhi still didn't dare to move, her sparkling eyes scanning the food and her brain nervously thinking of some reason to refuse at first. It was food from a stranger, after all. Still, it was best to not eat it until she figured out if these people were friend or foe.
Hanna noticed Gu Nianzhi kept eyeing the Weisswurst and assumed she was shy. She picked up the cutlery and carefully cut up the Weisswursts in small pieces, speaking gently, "Here, you can see that I made this Weisswurst myself. I used the best Berkshire pork in all of Bavaria. They are free range raised and don't live on livestock feed. Try it?"
Gu Nianzhi swallowed again, her yes glued to the Weisswurst. They looked so delicious, she really wanted to eat them... But since what had happened with the Reverend Mother at the nunnery, she had to be even more careful about eating food prepared by other people.
Just was she was hesitating, Reinitz walked out of the room and sat on the tall bench beside her. He took the cutlery to first eat a slice of Weisswurst, then had a piece of bread and sip of milk before saying to Mother Hanna, "Mother Hanna, can you go check the bathroom? I think she needs a shower."
Gu Nianzhi instantly flushed and was totally speechless. It was like Reinitz somehow knew she was thinking. She only dared to eat what she saw others eat, and now that he had put it that way, she was too ashamed to continue eating.
Mother Hanna smiled. "Cereus, Reinitz isn't good with his words. Just ignore him. You've been out there for a few days now. I'll prepare a change of clothes. I hope you'll like them." She stood up and went to the room Reinitz came from. Only Gu Nianzhi and Reinitz remained in the kitchen, and this time she finally noticed he had changed. Gone were the thin checkered shirt and jeans. He now wore a slim and well-fitting white shirt with casual khakis. His tall rain boots were now changed to a pair of tennis hoes, and he sat with his long legs lazily stretched out by her as he pointed to the sausages on the plate and said gently, "Eat it. It's good. I had some, and they taste pretty good."
Gu Nianzhi looked into Reinitz's ocean blue eyes which seemed to somehow know what she was worrying about. That's why he had discreetly eaten in front of her to let her know the food was fine. Such thoughtfulness nearly shamed Gu Nianzhi. She truly thought she was being too paranoid and had judged a gentleman's character with ill intentions.
Even with the tragic case of Li Haiqing, there had been a righteous prosecutor as well as police who hid direct evidence from greedy and self-serving superiors. How could she treat everyone with unfair suspicion? She would be too fussy if she still refused to eat. Picking up her cutlery, she slowly lifted a piece of sausage to her mouth and chewed. Perhaps it was because she hadn't had real food for over a week, but she cried in happiness as soon as she tasted it! She really started to cry.
"Why are you crying? It's not to your taste?" Reinitz asked gently and picked up a napkin from the dining table to wipe her tears. Even though he was being very gentle and suppressed all his strength, his movements left several red streaks on Gu Nianzhi's tender skin. He froze and looked helplessly at the napkin. "Your skin is so delicate." It was merely an observation, yet there was also a hint of flirtation.
Gu Nianzhi wiped her face and laughed without continuing the topic. She quickly devoured the Weisswurst. Swallowing the food, she said, "It's very delicious. It's way better than the Weisswurst from four star Michelin restaurants."
Reinitz knew he had misspoken earlier but finally sighed with relief when Gu Nianzhi easily dispelled the awkwardness. He changed the topic. "Of course, the secret to making good Weisswurst is the pork. Even the best chef can't make good Weisswurst without good quality pork."
Gu Nianzhi sipped the milk and nodded. "Right, in the Hua Xia Empire we have a saying that even the best housewife can't cook without rice. It's the same principle."
"Even the best housewife can't cook without rice? Well said." Reinitz chuckled quietly. His blue eyes shimmered with starlight and were very alluring.
Gu Nianzhi looked away and picked up a slice of bread. She spread mayonnaise on it and began to nibble. Reinitz watched her eat and went to get another sausage from the steamer when he saw her quickly gobble up the last two. He cut them up for her.
"Thank you." Gu Nianzhi's head nearly fell down to her chest, and she felt very shy.
Reinitz couldn't help sighing internally at the sight of her helplessness. What a child... She had just been adamant about refusing food from strangers, but now she was completely ashamed accepting the smallest kindness from others. "You're welcome. You're too thin and need to recuperate, but you shouldn't eat too much all at once. Don't have any more after this sausage. There are still many in the pot, and I can get you more later."
Reinitz advised her gently, "Go shower after you eat, then rest a bit and come out for dinner." He could tell this girl was at her physical limit, but her energy was still very high. Her dark, shining eyes looked like they could suck people in when she looked at them. Reinitz had never found dark hair and dark eyes this attractive before. He had always preferred blonde-haired, blue-eyed German girls. "Eat slowly, I'm going to have a smoke." Feeling Gu Nianzhi's tenseness, Reinitz left the kitchen and smoked outside.
Soon after, Gu Nianzhi could see Reinitz's back from the kitchen window. He sat on a white fence in the front yard, long legs supporting his body against the ground as he held a cigarette in his hand. His smoking posture was a lot like Huo Shao's... Gu Nianzhi quickly looked down to continue eating. She hadn't seen Huo Shao for so long that everyone was starting to look like him, but who could actually compare with him? Looking down, she slowly ate all the food and stood up to take the plates and cutlery to the sink to wash.
"Put it down, I'll wash." Reinitz's voice could be heard from behind.
Gu Nianzhi turned around to discover he had returned without her noticing. He crossed his arms and leaned against the kitchen doorway.
"That's ok, I used them so I can wash." Gu Nianzhi persisted and set the dishes in the sink. Just as she reached out to turn on the tap, a large hand appeared from behind to also turn it on. The hand happened to cover Gu Nianhzi's, so she shrank back as if shocked and wiped her hands on her back as if she had touched something dirty and had to clean it off.
Reinitz smiled and turned on the tap. "Go shower, I'll wash the dishes."
Gu Nianzhi also knew that she was a mess and probably an eyesore. She stopped insisting and whispered as she retreated, "Thank you." Turning away, she went to the room Reinitz had pointed to. She was resilient and decisive at such a young age. This surprised Reinitz because he didn't dislike it all. He smiled as he put soap in the sink.
...
After Gu Nianzhi left the kitchen, she turned the corner in the small hallway. The door was ajar, and the plump Hanna was making the bed. The room had white walls, wooden floorboards, a Victorian-style vanity on the left side of the window, and a four-poster bed in the middle covered with white bedding with small floral print. Everything appeared clean and bright, and looked like it was freshly laundered. Gu Nianzhi coughed quietly. "Thank you, Mother Hanna."
Hanna turned around and laughed heartily. "You're welcome. Did you finish eating? Go take a shower." She set a stack of clean clothes on the bed. "I wore this dress when I was young, and the undergarments are brand new and unworn." The undergarments were still in their packaging. It was a small tank top with panties.
Gu Nianzhi nodded. "Thank you, I'll go shower now." She went over to hug Hanna and kissed her cheek. In Germany it was customary for young people to kiss their elders on the cheek to express affection.
Hanna was very happy, hugging Gu Nianzhi back and kissing her cheek. She gushed, "You're such a cute little girl! I've always told Reinitz to hurry up and get married and have kids. That way, I'd have a pretty little granddaughter to take care of! But he won't listen! Otherwise, my granddaughter would be your age by now!"
Gu Nianzhi's eyes widened. "No way?! How old is Reinitz?! How could he have a daughter my age?!"
Hanna froze and carefully studied Gu Nianzhi. "You're 11 or 12, right?"
Gu Nianzhi was speechless. While women loved to be mistaken for a younger age, saying a girl who was nearly 19 years old looked 11 or 12 was not a compliment. It meant she looked underdeveloped.
Gu Nianzhi quickly puffed out her chest. "How can I be only 11 or 12? Mother Hanna has bad eyesight."
Pfft... The sound of a man's quiet laughter could be heard by the door. Gu Nianzhi stiffened immediately. Reinitz was standing at the door.
Hanna glared at him. "What are you laughing at?! Am I wrong? Hurry up and get married and have kids! You're almost 30!"
"I'm 28 and will be 29 next month. I'm not 30 yet." Reinitz's voice could be heard from behind them. "Mother Hanna, Cereus should be 15. She's right, how could I have a daughter that old already?"
Gu Nianzhi flushed again. This mother and son sure loved to joke. She mustered her courage and whispered, "I'm already 18 and am turning 19 next month..."
Hanna and Reinitz looked at each other and were momentarily speechless. Hanna patted her shoulder awkwardly. "Hurry up and shower. I'll go see what to make for dinner. Cereus, what do you want tonight?"
"Anything would be fine. Thank you, Mother Hanna." Gu Nianzhi quickly thanked her and watched Hanna shuffle outside. Reinitz moved aside at the door, and Hanna glared at him before passing by and heading to the kitchen. Gu Nianzhi walked over to close the door, but Reinitz was still leaning against it and regarded her haughtily. Gu Nianzhi grabbed the door, unsure whether to ask Reinitz to leave so she could close it. After some time, Reinitz said nonchalantly, "Looks like you Hua Xia girls tend to appear young. You look about the same as 11 or 12-year-old German girls."
Gu Nianzhi got angry and puffed out her chest once again. "Do 11 or 12-year-old German girls have D cups?" She immediately regretted her words as soon as she saw Reinitz's flabbergasted look. She should've bitten her tongue instead of spewing nonsense! Had she lost her mind, arguing with a strange man about that!? Face flushed, she tried to slam the door shut.
However Reinitz merely straightened his body and quickly glanced at her chest with raised brows. "Can't see it." He then turned away.
Gu Nianzhi gritted her teeth and secretly thought it was better he couldn't see it. Would she actually show them to him just to prove they were D cups? She wasn't stupid... Slamming the door shut, Gu Nianzhi carried the clothes Hanna prepared for her to the bathroom.
The bathroom was mainly decorated in blue with light blue walls and matte navy floor tiles. The only other color was the white bathtub. It resembled naval style decorating and happened to suit Gu Nianzhi's taste. Gu Nianzhi didn't take a bath but opened the curtains covering the tub to shower. There were many different types of shampoo as well as Vichy face wash, making it leagues ahead of the nunnery. Although these weren't the brands Gu Nianzhi preferred, she would certainly not nitpick now. They were kind enough to take her in. What fussy idiot would be dissatisfied with brands of toiletries?
Closing the shower curtain, she washed herself completely from head to toe. Her hair was especially dirty since she had only shampooed properly once in the last few days. Her hair was completely knotted. Gu Nianzhi spent a great deal of effort washing her hair, then lathered herself in body wash and quickly rinsed. Wrapping herself in a towel, she peered at herself in the mirror and finally realized why Hanna and Reinitz said she looked 12. She was way too thin. Her face was small to begin with, but the previous plumping baby fat on her face was now completely gone. Her palm-sized face had shrunk, only leaving her large, startling dark eyes. With a pointed chin, slender neck, and jutting collarbones, she was the portrait of "stick thin."
As for her chest, Gu Nianzhi looked down to check. It had only shrunk by a bit. It probably wasn't an impressive D cup anymore, but it was still a C. Needless to say, her waist could be encircled by her own hands. This thinness was not attractive at all. If she hadn't been that tall, even fellow Hua Xia people would assume she was only 13 or 14....


Gu Nianzhi had no idea how to get the aloof and handsome Major General to fall in love with her. 

His eyes were dark and serious. "...Seduce me. If you can do it, I’m yours." 

Gu Nianzhi: "!!!"

Disclaimer: The following stories contains sexual assault, rape, nonconsensual acts, mentally abusive relationships, and violence towards women. Readers are advised to proceed with caution.

Jake, Roxie and I are going to stay the summer at our older sister's house. She lost her little girl, Louise, earlier this month. We thought we might try to cheer her up. Lily hadn't really been her cheerful and upbeat self since then.  Our sister lives in Cookham, Berkshire, England, a small town outside of London. Her house is quite small and modest, big enough to hold Lily, Jake, Roxie, Louise and me. Jake, Roxie and I are triplets, but we couldn't be any more different. Jake and I are like typical twins, Roxie is like a bratty older sister, well that's exactly what she is. 
Once we gathered our luggage, we walk onto the platform and see a tall man approach us. He is dressed in a tailor-made suit
"Hello, Roxanne, Jacob and Alice. I am Alex, Lily's boyfriend. Before we head to my house, I would like to ask one thing of you. Don't speak of Louise. Pretend like she never existed."
"Your house? What happened to Lily's house?"  While they were going crazy over where we would be staying, I was more worried about  what he had just said about Louise. The words echoed inside me, filling me with rage. 
"But she did exist. How could you say something so heartless?! The only way to get over losing a loved one is to accept it, not pretend like they never existed! And why are you picking us up instead of Lily? Where even is she?" 
You need not worry." His calm demeanor only served to fuel my rage.
"Yes, I do actually. She is my sister! She is the one we've come to see, not you!"
"Alice, stop it. You're causing a scene!" How could they all just go with what this man said?
"This doesn't seem sketchy to you all? A man we don't know claims to be your sister's boyfriend and tells you to forget your niece even existed!"
"Who cares? He's got a limo. A limo people. Which means he's got money." 
"Really, Roxie? Can't you care for someone other than yourself for once?" None the less and no matter how angry I was, I went with them.
    Once we got back to his home, I realized something was very wrong. A mansion stood on the hilltop. There to welcome us, was Lily. Dressed in a long, gorgeous gown and sparkling diamonds.
"Look at you! Finally ditching your old shawl and flannel t-shirt for something more classy?" 
Roxie was straight out the door and to our sister in seconds. None of this was making any sense.
"Yeah, this is Alex, my fiance."
"He said he was your boyfriend. Not your husband-to-be!" I exclaimed, but my words were trampled by Roxie's excited squeals.
"Congratulations! When is the wedding?"
"That's why I invited you, I wanted some help planning it. What do you say Roxie?"
"Do we get to help. Lily?" It was the first time Jake had spoken since we had gotten off the train.
"Sorry, Jake. You and Alice can go explore the woods, though. Wouldn't that be more fun?"
"Yeah! Let's go Rosie!" Jake grabbed my hand and took off towards the forest.
"Jake! Slow down!"
"Not until they can't hear us."
"What?" I had to shout to even hear myself, so whatever Jake said was lost to the wind. Hand in hand, we ran into the woods and left Lily, Roxie, and Alex far behind.
"There. Now we can slow down and stop." He let go of my wrist and sat down on a log. 
"Jake, why are we all the way out here?
"Alex is weird. His house and car are the most lavish and expensive in the whole town, and Lily never liked him before, why would she just completely change? She was the one who said to never change for anyone."

And she isn't happy."
"How do you know? Are you a mind reader? Or an empath? Quick! What number am I thinking of?"
"Alice, a person's demeanor can say a lot about how they're feeling." 
Ok, bad choice on my part. "Well, I'll have to take your word for it. So what do we do?...Did you hear that?" We both look for the source of the sound as a letter falls out of the branches above. Parchment, with a wax seal. Like the ones you see in really old movies. 
"Open it, Rosie." 
"Why me?"
"Because, you have ahold of it. And you're older."
"Fine."

Louise has been missing for almost five years. Me and Jake go out to a forest near our sister's house and a letter falls from a tree. It reads as follows:
Dear Alice, Jacob, Roxanne and Liliana Rose, 
    I am delighted to say that Louise is still alive and safe. Come to this spot tonight. All of you. If you girls give me your utter devotion and loyalty, Louise’s life will be spared. If not, well, I’d rather not say what would happen to this innocent young lady. This is your only chance. 
                                                       Sincerely,
                                        The Overlord
Now, we must find Louise and save her from the Overlord. But is this the end? Or has it only just begun?

"Stupid girl!" An old man complained harshly as he approached her. "How dare you cause us to stop. Young Master, I say we kill her to repay for her crimes." It was dark so the old man couldn't see her face properly, but he could still distinguish that it was a little girl. 
"That's enough Benjamin." A childish voice said. "If we were to kill her, then there would be no point of stopping the carriage in the first place."
"Young Master, now we won't be able to go back home in time and will have to stay in an inn in the closest village..." the old man's voice faltered and he turned to glare daggers at Xiao Yunhua again. "It's all your fault; why I ought to—" 
"Benjamin." 
The old man sighed. "Be lucky Young Master Harrison is so amiable to let you off." He turned to leave and go back to the carriage and his last words finally clicked in Xiao Yunhua's head. 
Harrison? It couldn't be!
"Wait!" Xiao Yunhua called out. "Please, tell me your name so I can thank you properly." Xiao Yunhua was relieved to see that the system wasn't stopping her, meaning Juliet hadn't met any of these people before. 
"Little girl, you're out of line—"
"Dominic." The boy said kindly. "Dominic Jude Harrison." The old man almost foamed at the mouth. For someone of Young Master's noble status to say his full him aloud—and to a peasant—really was him being too kind. The old man was shocked even harder when the Young Master spoke again. "What is your name?"
"J-Juliet." Xiao Yunhua had only stuttered because she couldn't believe that she had met her target so quickly in the game. And from what she heard earlier, he was even going to stay at the closest village—Hillwood Village—too! Lady Luck was truly on her side in this mission. 
"Juliet!" A voice rung out, startling them all. "Juliet where are you?" 
Juliet smiled awkwardly, "I think I should leave before I get in anymore trouble. Thank you." She curtsied—incorrectly but they didn't see her fail because it was dark—and turned around to leave. She ran towards the voice and saw a worried Ingrid looking frantically for her.
"Young Master, how could you give your name to such a person? It brings you shame." Dominic looked at Benjamin Berkshire, his noble family's butler, and shook his head.
"Benjamin you worry too much. It was the polite thing to do. Father said that to be a knight in the future, I must treat all maidens fairly and kindly." Hearing the ten year old's response, Benjamin's face softened and he couldn't help but think how well his Young Master had grown up to be. 
"I see, I see. We'll reach the Hillwood Village in ten minutes and I'll try to find an inn. Then we'll head off tomorrow." Dominic nodded and he closed his eyes, soothing his growing headache.
Meanwhile the moment Xiao Yunhua saw Ingrid was the moment that the old woman exploded. "Juliet Marilla Eleanor! How dare you be out at such a late time! Do you have any idea how worried we—I was? What were you doing anyways?" Xiao Yunhua wanted to open her mouth to explain the reason of being out in the forest at such a late time, but instead took the scolding with her head bowed. Juliet had always remained quiet if she was being yelled at, so she couldn't go against that behavior. 
Seeing her silence, Ingrid's eyes softened and she immediately picked up on the story. "Did it have something to do with Evelyn?" No response meant a yes for Ingrid. Her face contorted into anger, "Why I ought to tell that little girl to set limits and boundaries—"
"You can't." A small hand grabbed her arm, tugging at it. Ingrid looked back at Juliet, only to see her meekly shaking her head. "Please, just let it go." Of course the old woman knew that the real reason Juliet didn't want for her to tell Evelyn was because Juliet was afraid of trouble. Not just for herself, but for Ingrid too. So with a sigh, both the old woman and Juliet ser back for the village on foot, reaching it fifteen minutes later. 
Xiao Yunhua finally saw mattress and fell down, exhausted from all the events that had happened that day. She shifted uncomfortably, only to realize that her mattress was filled with straw, hurting her back. 
Ah, she missed the modern times with her sweet, comfy bed!
She tossed and turned until she finally fell asleep, only to be woken a few hours later by Ingrid, telling her that she needed to begin her daily chores... 


After undergoing a traumatic experience set up by her stepsister, Xiao Yunhua ended her life at the tender age of eighteen. Instead of going on to the afterlife or the cycle of reincarnation, she found herself forced to bound to a goddess system. 

For the condition of going to different worlds and stealing the hearts of different ‘targets’, Xiao Yunhua was promised unparalleled beauty and talent.

But the further she went, the more that she realized there was a sinister ploy at play. 

The system that was meant for making her feel and be more beautiful... was all a game of manipulation? 
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I INVEST IN PEOPLE—BE it politics or science. It's what I do - Jeffrey Epstein. 
  They say it was a once in a century  Christmas blizzard that hit New York  with a ferocity you wouldn't even expect in Buffalo. The worst in recorded history. I'm no  meteorologist but they say there was a very intense high pressure system coming down from Siberia by way of Canada which came down over the Arctic Sea all pretty fast. Or something like that  This sub-zero air collided with  moist warm air coming off what the weather girl said was a weird twist in the Gulf Stream.  Now it's not that the Weather Service didn't forecast this- they did- but there had been a number of false alarms about blizzards and hurricanes coming out of the National Weather Service and some folks went about their merry way even though the governor asked people to stay off the roads. Well Yorkers were just not believing it. They didn't hear from the Mayor. If this wasn't some political CYA crap wouldn't our Mayor say something about it? So John and Jane Q Public just were not having any of it. Now the Greek was prepared.  For one thing the Greek is always prepared. For another thing, although he is Greek Orthodox  and pretty observantly so  he subscribes to the old saw that says "when in Rome do as the Romans do."  so his kids were pretty lucky when they were growing up. They had two Christmases.  Oh I didn't tell you: the Greek has a fly on the wall. Pleasant Avenue is one of those places in New York that a lot of natives don't even know about but it has a history. I'll tell you about that some other time. The Greek had put in orders and made sure he got plenty of coffee and milk because he anticipated people might be marooned  in his diner.  He has no liquor license and he doesn't really play games with the government but he was pretty sure if he had some alcoholic refreshments on hand for what could turn out to be a nightlong siege nobody would complain. Now you're going to say I'm full of crap here but there were some guests who we know who probably had never been on Pleasant Avenue in their lives. Pleasant Avenue runs roughly parallel  to the Huey Pierce Long Drive, which if you are not a Democrat you might call the East River Drive. So when the blizzard hit with unprecedented ferocity and dumped  more than five inches of snow in its first hour with the East River absolutely flooding the HPL Drive in a perfect storm of high tide, wind gusts over 100  miles per hour. The Drive almost instantly became a death trap. Twenty- one motorists drowned underneath the Gracie Mansion Carl Schurz Park Overpass. Further Uptown where Pleasant Avenue is found there were numerous collisions including a twenty-five-car pileup. People simply abandoned their cars,  as the emergency advisory ordered over all radio stations  all motorists do on the HPL. This may have been a reckless order and in fact there were fatalities. Deputy Mayor Luchtinkupf was at his command post in his living room in Indianapolis, where he lived, and he  made a delayed decision to declare an emergency. The mayor, who was away on a customary weekend  was unreachable, except possibly by Jeffrey Epstein who has five telephone numbers for the mayor in his address book. So motorists abandoned their cars and sought the nearest shelter. One of the places they went to was the Greek's diner. Trump had been chauffeuring Peter and Paul around East Harlem on errands (three of Peter's staff had their own apartments in the neighborhood,  and Peter liked to drop in on them)  when the winds started blowing so hard  that Trump was afraid he was going to lose control of the taxi. Peter and Paul agreed that they needed to find safe harbor pronto. That safe harbor was the Greek's diner. Jeffrey Epstein and his trusted female assistant had bailed out of their Uber Lux on the HPL headed north to his private estate in the Berkshire Mountains in Massachusetts. They walked the pedestrian bridge at 120th Street and found the Greek's diner. Epstein's assistant was quite impressed with Andrea,  in spite of her being a little bit on the senior citizen side. After all weren't cougars and milfs a thing with some men? Peter also was impressed. Epstein's assistant followed Andrea into the lady's room  and struck up a conversation. The gist of her spiel was that Andrea couldn't be making much money working in the diner.  She told Andrea that she was a talent scout, a recruiter for a modeling agency. She asked Andrea if she ever considered modeling or capitalizing in some way on her good looks.  Andrea told her that she makes enough money. Her rent is very low, that she lives in the projects right near the diner and she is able to pick her son up from school, give him a good snack and leave him off with her best friend who lives on the same floor and that she likes being a good mom. The assistant then pitched for her to be her assistant in that she could be recruiting attractive young women who were looking for a way out of the projects and she gave Andrea her card. Andrea gave Donald and his two friends a warm hello and gave Donald a peck on his forehead.  Peter looked at Paul, Paul looked at Peter you know with arching eyebrows and slight knowing nods. Two strangers came in, having climbed a mountain of snow, shivering and wet. One was dressed like Santa Claus but he was thin and his beard wasn't fake. He had a bag of goodies slung over his right shoulder. The other one had a patch over his left eye. They sat themselves down at the counter. The guy with the eyepatch had a handsome face but that isn't why Andrea was staring at him. There was something about him. It couldn't be Louie. Maybe it's Louie's ghost?  He seemed to deliberately not stare at her,  a gentlemanly gesture for sure, but he averted his head when she approached him to take his order, which almost appeared to her to be downright unfriendly. The snow piled up, the wind was howling and you could see through the diner's picture window that the street was totally devoid of  life. Nightfall came  and the Greek announced  that all were welcome to stay the night,  that he had beer, wine and plum brandy. The stranger stood up and started singing "Deck The Halls With Boughs Of Holly"  and just about everyone joined in. Next they all sang "Auld Lang Syne". Epstein got up after that clapping and leading a round of applause for The Stranger.  Then he launched into "Glory To The Newborn King." which everyone joined in on. The diner had been decorated for Christmas two days before Civic Day. The whole scene warmed the cockles of everyone's heart.  And then, as the day was dawning and the wind was dying down the power went out. It's amazing how quickly the hungry, the have-nots and the opportunists rallied under  the leadership of the 116th Street crew,  who had commandeered a snow plow and demolished a wall of the local Ghetto Town Supermarket. It might surprise you to know that Peter and Paul are great believers in the free market. Along with Orange Julius they trudged towards the demolished store waving two pistols in the air (Peter doesn't carry a weapon) shouting at the mob that was swirling in out and around the Ghetto Town Market to stop what they were doing and go get themselves jobs. Paul was about to open fire when Peter stopped him. Orange Julius kept trudging and joined the festivities inside the supermarket. Epstein, his assistant, the Greek and the stranger went outside to watch. The episode burned itself out before sundown.

　　第三百七十章：醉翁之意不在酒
　　8月21号，早上9点，韩非又再次出现在了这座既熟悉又陌生的学校。
　　浙大对韩非来说，是一座很熟悉的大学，是他考取的第一所大学，但却又很陌生，只因韩非在这里呆了仅仅呆了四个月。
　　这里是韩非光彩人生的起点，若不是浙大提供了与东国大学的交流生机会，韩非也不会走到今天这个地步。
　　虽然暑假还没结束，但学校里已经有不少学生了，操场上，绿荫间，一对对情侣牵手相伴，韩非开车进入学校，一年半不见，学校却没什么改变。
　　当一辆跑车开进学校，总会引起一些注意，虽然浙大校园更不乏法拉利，兰博基尼。玛莎拉蒂等名贵跑车，但一辆宝马Z4，还是挺吸引人的。
　　韩非驱车来到行政楼，很多人都翘首而望，想看看从内出来的会是谁，不过渐渐的，他们瞪大了眼睛，一脸的不可置信。今天韩非没有做任何掩饰，只带了衣服墨镜，连最基本的棒球帽都没有戴。当他出现的第一秒钟，就被人认了出来。
　　虽然韩非不在学校上课，但学校却流传着他的传说。
　　不管是新生还是老生，都知道学校里出了一个韩流明星，他们对韩非很佩服，一个以全省第一名进入学校的人，现如今成为了一个炙手可热的韩娱偶像。
　　在韩娱大势的今天，韩非早就在大家口中传开了，近一年半来，几乎每隔个把月，总能听到韩非的新闻，所以，即使韩非不在学校上课，他们对其还是很熟悉。
　　“啊，我眼花了吗？是他吗？是他吗！”
　　所有女生都兴奋了，但这却引来了她们身边男朋友的不满，远远瞪着韩非的身影，有些煞眼。
　　韩非走进行政楼没几分钟，校园网上便出现了关于韩非的照片，韩非出现在学校的消息不径而走。渐渐的，以往门前冷清的行政楼，迎来了它的春天，门前聚集了越来越多的人，拿着手机拍着韩非的座驾，在门口等着他出现。
　　................................................................................
　　话说，韩非走进行政楼，内部的办公室还是没怎么变，三拐两走的就找到了当初的何主任。
　　“何主任，一年多不见，您老还是这么红光满面啊！”
　　走进办公室，韩非笑着恭维一声，自己能有今天，也多亏了他为自己提供了一个去韩国做交换生的机会。
　　何主任低头看着文件，听到一阵陌生的声音，心头暗觉奇怪，学生一般不敢这么跟自己说话啊，抬起头来，当他见到韩非的第一眼就认出了他。虽然时隔一年半，韩非的变化也不小，但何主任对韩非的印象还是很深刻的。
　　见到韩非，何主任笑了，在他心里，他今生做的最对的一件事情，就是将韩非以交换生的身份，送去了东国大学。
　　“原来是韩非啊，开学还有一段时间，你今天怎么过来了！”
　　何主任热情的招呼着韩非坐下，一般人可没有这种待遇，只因韩非是全省的省状元，还是个名气不小的明星。
　　“呵呵，何主任，其实我今天来，是到学校里来办些事情的，这个先给你，这是东国大学的证明书，我现在已经不是东国大学的学生了！”韩非将手中的文件递给何主任，继续说道：“其次呢，我还想办一下休学手续！”
　　原本笑呵呵的何主任，听到这里，笑容顿时凝固，韩非可是浙大的宝，一个省状元对浙大的影响力还是很大的，但随即一想，现如今韩非在韩国发展的那么好，如果重新来上学，也有种本末倒置的味道，随即，何主任脸上露出一阵苦笑。
　　“决定了？”
　　何主任还是有些不死心的争取了一回。不过看着韩非神情郑重的点点头，他也就释怀了，毕竟，每个人都有他要走的路，而且韩非只是休学，学籍还在浙大，和交换生也没什么两样，只要不退学，一切都好商量。
　　“好吧，既然你决定了，那我也没有什么资格反对，这样吧，你去教务管理办公室，带着相关的资料，去办一下吧，我再和那边的老师打声招呼，让他们把其中的一些不重要的步骤跳过。本来还需要几天审批的时间，但我想你也应该等不了了。”
　　“谢谢何主任！”
　　“嗯！去吧！”
　　目送韩非出门，何主任也不由笑着摇了摇头，身为特招的省状元，韩非居然只在学校上了不足四个月的课，说起来真是让人感到滑稽。
　　来到教务办公室，已经受到何主任交代的老师，在第一时间便为韩非办理了休学手续，整个过程只花了半个小时。
　　不过当韩非再次走出行政楼的时候，门前的场景不禁让他吸一口冷气，用人山人海来形容也不为过。人头耸动，门口满是拿着手机的学生，车子也被淹没在人潮中。
　　见韩非出来，学生们毫不客气的拿出手机拍起来有些更专业的，更是手持单反相机，在各个好角度拍起来。接二连三的快门声不断响起，韩非顿时感到有些不知所措。
　　无奈，韩非只好硬着头皮，让学生们拍了一阵之后，钻进车子，冲过层层包围的人群，落荒而逃。
　　当韩非出现在浙大校园事件在网上曝光之后，各种猜测纷纷而来。
　　有的说韩非结束了明星生涯，准备回归校园。但随即，这个消息便被抨击了，韩非准备结束明星生涯，回归校园，第一个不干的就是“王妃”们了，作为韩非的歌迷、影迷、粉丝，如果自己所喜欢的明星偶像，到最后却要归隐，这让他们难以承受，但却又很怕这是真的，毕竟现在对外界来说，韩非是一个没有经纪公司的艺人。
　　有的说韩非要结束学生生涯，准备专心投入事业。
　　在有些好事网站的推测下，还设立了投票页面，支持后者猜测的，人数以几何式上升，
　　晚间，当韩非得知这个消息时，自己也没想到只是一个单纯的休学，会引起一番不小的动静。随机在推特上发布声明，总算是对粉丝们有了一个交代，平复了粉丝们有些忐忑不安的心。
　　8月24日，韩非又再次告别了自己的家人，来到萧山机场，在上机前，他特意在机场将十万元人民币兑换成了港币。
　　一个小时之后，韩非踏上了前往韩国的旅程，不过，他先是去香港，然后再转机飞往韩国。在香港，有个女人让他永远不能释怀。
　　望着脚下的越来越远的土地，韩非陷入了沉思。
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　　下午五点半，韩非终于踏上了香港这片土地。在机场依旧很低调，带着一个棒球帽，墨镜，完全一副普通的旅客装扮，背着吉他，拉着旅行箱。
　　在来之前，韩非并没有打电话通知angelababy，而是直接坐车来到了一家位于旺角朗豪坊的一家名叫babycafe的咖啡店。
　　在现如今明星创副业普遍的情况下，angelababy也加入了这光荣的队伍中，她不仅开了一家美甲店，还在这开设了一家名叫babycafe的咖啡店。
　　由于6点是下班的高峰时期，所以原本只要半个小时的车程，韩非足足花了一个小时，才到了目的地。
　　现在附近找了一家酒店住下，如果带着行李走进咖啡店，一定会引起很多人的注意。
　　半个小时之后，韩非终于迈进了这家咖啡店，里面门庭若市，坐满了用餐的人。
　　“先生，大厅已经坐满了人，现在只剩下包间了！”
　　服务员的话正中韩非下怀，点点头，随着服务员走进一间包间。看着店内的装饰以及感受着来自服务员的服务态度，韩非心中暗自点头，angelababy对经营还是蛮有一套的。
　　“先生，你要吃点什么，这是我们的菜单！”
　　“有什么好介绍的吗?”韩非翻阅着菜单，随口问道。
　　服务员缓口慢吐道：“如果您是第一次来，那我们店里的意大利粉就不能错过了，法国的走地放养春鸡肉的味道也很丰富，肉质很有弹性，西班牙berkshire种的黑猪，也已味浓肉厚见称，这是我们店里的招牌菜！”
　　“行，就来一个吧！”
　　韩非不在乎今天吃的是什么，因为他根本就是醉翁之意不在酒，服务员离去后，韩非拿起桌上的水杯，透过玻璃看着弯曲的世界，口中喃喃说道：“我们是不是真的有缘呢......”(未完待续。如果您喜欢这部作品，欢迎您来起点（qidian.com）投推荐票、月票，您的支持，就是我最大的动力。)

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