MELODY OF LOVE: Arrived Marriage

Alvin's View

Kyoto...

Kyoto ( ⁇ Kyotou-shi) is a city located on Honshu Island, Japan. The city is part of the Osaka-Kobe-Kyoto metropolitan area. Kyoto has many historical sites and is the capital of Kyoto Prefecture.

In Kyoto, which had long been the capital of Japan since 794 AD, there are several historical sites relics of the past that have a calm but mysterious atmosphere.

Some of the historical sites that are here are included in the World Heritage Site. Among them are Toji Temple with its 5-story pagoda, Kinkakuji Temple, Ginkakuji Temple, Kiyomizudera Temple, Kamigamo Temple, and Shimogamo Temple.

"Alvin-sama, we have entered the Kyoto prefecture." Daisuke.

"Hmm, sodesu ka?" Alvin.

Kyoto is an icon of tourist attractions from Japan and the best season is spring in April. The entire city is covered in beautiful cherry blossoms and attracts visitors from all corners of Japan and the world. Every night the trees are lit up and provide the perfect view.

"In this region, there are still many cherry blossoms that bloom. In Tokyo, it has begun to fall. Is this a complete package for travel?" Alvin Mumbled.

"Kyoto is always beautiful in his own style. Look at the old building, magnificent coupled with modern buildings! I am sure, Alvin-sama currently has a lot of ideas for what business Alvin-sama wants to build in this historical city." Daisuke.

When asked about Kyoto, the first thing on the mind is the Geisha and the Shrine. Kyoto is a city rich in history. The heart of Japanese culture and tradition, where you can see a thousand-year-old temple right next to a newly built building. Kyoto is a city of history and the future. Just like Daisuke told me.

"The big idea always flows in the brain, but back again, this is not the cage of the Emperor Group. Although tempting but this is still enemy territory. It's not easy for us to flap our wings in this region. Must be careful even if the offer looks beautiful." Alvin.

"I'll protect you no matter what."

Alvin smiles. "Your tone of voice makes me want to wish for more."

Alvin knows Daisuke is a spy. But Daisuke's attitude and all forms of attention Daisuke did to him made him fall asleep. In his little heart he always hoped that there would never be any doubt. There will never be a lie. What else is pretense.

Alvin's tired of fighting himself.

Alvin was tired of standing up to all this.

At 3 pm, their car arrived at one of the traditional inns in Kyoto. Before having a meeting tomorrow, it would be nice if this time is used to rest.

"All the items I've brought to your room. For that, I beg you to resign. If you need anything, please contact me. My room is next to yours, Alvin-sama." Daisuke.

Alvin nodded. "Ah."

Daisuke leaves Alvin's room.

After Daisuke leaves, Alvin is left alone in the room. Circulating the view around the spacious room, traditional Japanese nuances are still thick. Wooden floors, ornaments, kaligragi kanji, black and white paintings, make him feel like he is somewhere far away.

"My body is dirty, I have to clean up!"

Alvin took a shower. The warm water makes her body much fresher. Afterwards, in the kimono clothes the inn had provided, he sat down on a chair by the window. There are the Arashiyama Mountains.

The Arashiyama Mountains are beautiful mountains even during the change of seasons. Majestic forests and stunning bamboo groves, mysterious ancient temples, and Japanese gardens.

"Because it's spring, the mountains are predominantly green. In autumn, brownish yellow will be more dominant. Melody likes momiji where the leaves from the trees turn brownish yellow... The fact is very beautiful."

An innkeeper served Alvin warm tea. Matcha tea and mochi snack or sweet snack.

ALVIN'S POV

I enjoyed the dishes provided by the waiter of this inn.

Warm matcha tea soaked my esophagus. My body, which was quite cold, is now much better. The smell of this tea also calms me. Plus the view of the Arashiyama mountains ahead, my afternoon atmosphere became precious.

When in Kyoto city, the scenery that I see is usually dominated by multi-storey buildings. What's more, when I was at the workshop in Yokohama, there was even more concrete than Tokyo.

But I'm right here in Kyoto. The natural scenery and the creation of beautiful human hands managed to spoil my eyes. I'm so grateful, I'm still given the chance to get to this place. At least this will add up to the good memories in my life.

The good memories in my life are not so much. There are far more bad memories. As long as I live, I strive to create beautiful memories so that my life is more memorable and meaningful. But again, I am not good at it, whether or not I am at all allowed to be happy by God.

I know, I realize, what happened in the past is a mortal sin that must be borne by me in this time.

Many people call it karma.

Do I know what karma has happened in the past?

Of course I know.

I know my mother played a part in my father's death.

I know how you want to go back to Tokyo because you gave up as Kazehaya. I know you don't want to live with a father who has left the Emperor Group.

I know how Mom scrambled the car and ended up making an accident. Make my father leave me forever.

I always hoped that it was just my hallucinatory memory. I always tried to ignore it, pressuring it to get out of my memory sheet. But I can't. Lately, that memory is increasingly appearing and controlling half of my soul. It haunts you every night, brings nightmares, and makes it hard to sleep. I stayed up all night because of the fear I felt.

My whole body feels very painful. Body hurts. Tulaku. Like being torn apart by a whirlpool that was ready to swallow me at any moment. Swallowed without waste, without trace, and will destroy every inch of my body.

I'm holding my head.

Damn, it's painful.

dr. Taka said, I was forbidden stress, but in fact my stress level increased every day.

How could I be so ordinary after a nightmare, right?

I really wanted to live a normal life, but God didn't give me that chance. I am currently working hard so that at least I can realize my selfish desires. I want to escape all the nightmares that have befallen me.

Wouldn't it be cool to keep up with it?

I'm sorry, I'm not that strong. I'm not that capable of just standing on the pedestal of my two legs. I'm too fragile to face it all. What else about Melody, huh, that woman really has her own space inside my brain and heart.

So big a role Melody cast in my memory.

He is part of my fondest memories. His presence in my life is a gift God gave me. Maybe this is just the mercy of God to me who was born because of his parents' mistakes.

Or maybe...

Melody came into my life as a punishment for the bad karma my mother used to do.

I can't have Melody even if I have a stop in her heart.

How much I try, I still can't grab it.

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I was trying to be king, but Melody still didn't take a glance at me. Hangankan that, turned away for a while he just did not want to. His love for Yudha was apparently greater than I thought.

I thought at first you were just trying or just resigned to your fate when met with Yudha. I didn't think that your feelings for her would have progressed so far.

You loved her that deep, didn't you? So deep that I can only drift and sink into the current, away, melt away, vanish into nothing when I try to get into the recesses of your heart.

Forgive me, forgive me for choosing to be a monster! I can no longer maintain my angel mask at this time. I was playing dirty.

You were right, Mel... I am not the old me. I've changed. I'm not the same anymore. But know, these two eyes are always looking at you the same. Look at you with a view of love. Who respects you, who respects you, who accepts all your decisions and choices.

Whatever it is, I'll be able to hold it... Nah! Nah! That's not what I do! I'm not holding back the pain you're inflicting, Mel. I just enjoy it. I accept the consequences of my decision to love you.

Since it's a wound from you, then I'm fine.

END OF ALVIN'S POV

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Alvin is back to enjoying his milil matcha tea. He also ate the mochi that the innkeeper had prepared for him.

The sweet taste of mochi shook his tongue.

"If life could be as sweet as this mochi, then life would no longer be interesting. People will be stuck in the same position. Too weak to fall in happiness. Basically, the injuries that come will actually make you stronger... Are these words true? Right now I'm trying to prove it. Maybe mentally, I'm getting stronger. But physically, I died slowly. Should I prepare for my funeral? Ah, I just remembered, in Japan began to be banned from burial. Jaaa, am I going to be cremated? My body will be burned to ashes... Haha, that's a sad ending."

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Tokyo..

Hanazawa Residence.

Hanazawa Mia was standing on the balcony of her room. He looked far ahead. Although it is not clear what he is looking at right now, his heart and mind are focused on one figure who is now in Kyoto.

He hugged himself. The gust of wind that had just passed pierced the coldness of his body.

"This spring's wind doesn't seem friendly to me. He's been betraying me lately. Not just once twice. But it happens quite often... Ahh, cold to the point of embracing my soul. I closed both my eyes. Trying to figure out what's going on... My sins blame the wind. Gomen, I'm sorry, wind that many living things need! I shouldn't blame you for the cold that now holds my soul and body... I who thirsts for warmth can finally just be blind. I can't think clearly and quickly. I was drowning in mortal desire... Secretly liked it, and then hurt himself because of this unexpressed feeling... Don't laugh at me! I know, atathi wa baka desu ne? I'm a fool, aren't I? Yeah, I'm a fool. A single shred of courage to express this sense to him was nothing. Is this as cowardly as I am? ... Alvin-senpai, have you never once glanced at me? What in your beautiful eyes never once did I catch your attention? Is it even a second that I've been on your mind? Did this hand ever want you to hold even just one nail? ... Alvin-senpai, suki dayo! Suki dayo's! Dayo suki! .. I like you, I like you a lot! ... But why? Why are you walking on a road I don't recognize at all? Why did you choose the dark path, the path that I dare not tread. I want to follow in your footsteps, but kowai desu! That's very scary. My body shook violently at the border between the light and dark path... Alvin-senpai, please look back! Go home! Come back! This isn't the Alvin-senpai I know! Please don't go deeper into those dark streets! That's horrible! You're gonna have a hard time walking there! Come back! Come back!"

Mia crying.

She was crying so hard. He admitted, his stock of tears was very abundant. It's easy to cry. Things that make a little sad will certainly immediately make it soft.

Dehumanised. In fact, he is just an ordinary man. What else is born with carrying the destiny as a woman where tears are very identical to women.

"The path you choose the more days I don't recognize you. You look foreign. But somehow, I feel that over time your body becomes empty... What is this feeling? Why do I have such thoughts? I know my heart is not calm. Something was stirring in there, in my heart. Some people want to come out... Alvin-senpai, why did you betray Melody? Why are you involved with the kidnapping of Yudha? The nande? Nanda yo's? Why are you doing this, Senpai?"

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Lah, my poetic ass is back out. Well, sorry, if you've played the words so long at the ends wide times the height is equal to the volume. This is what I find difficult to remove from my writing style. This expression of feelings with great excitement is what makes this story super very long and long-winded.

I've been trying to learn how to write short and solid. But it's still hard. Why yes? I really don't like things that smell romantic. I consider it just a rumble. But if it's a matter of writing. Already, really. This wonderful hobby is.

Oh yeah, why did Mia find out what Alvin was thinking, it's because Mia was suspicious of Alvin. He often had lunch with Alvin, the suspicion grew bigger and bigger. He decided to follow Alvin. Instead, because he was inspired by the manhua-mahua he read, he bought a pen that was also a wiretap. He gave Alvin a pen. Alvin did not suspect this.

Ok, see you later.