Chapter 2025


    Morpheus wasn''t just an ordinary person!


    Christopher wholeheartedly epted his defeat to Morpheus.


    "Then... I''d like to invite you toe over to my ce for a while as a friend. That''s fine, right?" -


    A few dayster, Persephone finally ran into Christopher, who had been missing in action for days, in


    the ssroom.


    "Hey, you finally showed up!" She dashed over, plopping down in the seat beside him and handing him


    breakfast. "You haven''t eaten, right? Let''s eat together!"


    Usually, Christopher would readily ept, but he waved his hands now. "No, no, no!"


    "What''s wrong?" Persephone widened her eyes. "This breakfast isn''t poisoned!"


    Christopher awkwardly smiled. "You have a boyfriend, so maybe... we should keep some distance."


    Persephone burst intoughter. Then she remarked, "Strange... Morpheus was right!"


    "Uh, what?"


    "My boyfriend!" She chuckled. "He made this breakfast. I asked if he could also make a portion for you,


    and he said sure, just worried you wouldn''t take it!"


    Christopher winced. General Orton''s breakfast was reserved solely for the little princess of the


    Hamertons—no one dared have it.


    "You''ve been acting odd these days." Persephone nced at him. "You haven''te to work on our


    design ns or taken me to the factory... What''s up? Don''t you want me to graduate? Don''t forget we


    need every member for this group project!"


    "No, not at all!" Christopher nibbled on his pen, nced around, then cautiously asked, "About going to


    the factory... Does your boyfriend know?"


    "He does."


    "He allows me to take you there?"


    "Christopher!"


    Persephone was exasperated. She took out the design ns she had been working on these past few


    days, rolled them up, and gave him a light smack on his head with them.


    "You''re underestimating my boyfriend. Do you think he wouldn''t allow me to have any male friends


    around? Besides this is for our graduation project How could he disagree?"


    "Ahem... You might not fully understand your boyfriend."


    "Huh?"


    Christopher chuckled. "It''s nothing. Since he''s fine with leaving you to me, we''ll go this afternoon!"


    Persephone frowned. "The way you put it still sounds weird..."


    "Anyway, let''s focus on the important things!" Christopher could finally have his breakfast with ease.


    Morpheus'' breakfast was simple—a meat, eggs, and veggies sandwich. It was clearly made with care.


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    If not for Persephone, he might have never experienced General Orton''s cooking in his lifetime.


    Persephone dedicatedly worked on her designs. This firework design was specifically created for


    Morpheus and revised over a dozen times to achieve the desired look. They nned to test it at the


    factory the same afternoon to see if it had the desired effect.


    "If this firework design seeds, are you nning to show it only to him?" Christopher teased.


    Persephone''s hand paused abruptly, a hint of faint sadness crossing her face.


    Christopher suddenly remembered thest time she went to set off fireworks with Morpheus. She had


    left eagerly but returned full of dejection... He had assumed her boyfriend had let her down back then.


    Thinking back now, Morpheus might have had his reasons.


    He had heard that people returning from the battlefield often faced some form of psychological


    challenges—being sensitive to loud noises was one of the signs of PTSD.


    "Actually..." Christopher hesitated. "You should try to understand him more."


    Persephone paused. "What do you mean? Do you know my boyfriend?"