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| '''Scene 1: Camp Site''' | | |story1Summary=Celestine takes all of Themis Law Firm on a company retreat in the mountains. Because Artem spent the drive working, the rest of the staff followed suit, and they emerge at the retreat grounds severely carsick. Celestine leaves the MC under Artem's care while she takes the rest of the staff to pick produce for the night's dinner. |
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| After a five-hour ride, the tour buses park side-by-side next to a beautiful and open green field.
| | |story2Summary=Artem goes fishing for the evening's dinner and takes the MC along, foraging some wild fruits and nuts on the way while discussing rural life and relaxation methods. Artem quickly catches a large fish as the MC recovers from her sickness. |
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| Our location for the company retreat has country vibes with green hills and misty mountains in the distance.
| | |story3Summary=After catching more fish, the two return to camp; the MC offers to clean and prepare the fish since Artem caught it, assuming that he's too busy to know how to cook. He wows her with his culinary skill while reassuring her that she shouldn't feel inadequate if she doesn't meet the expectations of her gender, as she's excellent in other ways. |
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| However, no one is in the mood to enjoy the scenery after getting off the bus...
| | |story4Summary=As the rest of Themis returns to camp, Artem and the MC grill their food for everyone to share. Artem urges the MC to bring the prepared food to her colleagues rather than call them over, because they can't relax around him. When she does, she finds her colleages heavily belittling themselves in comparison to Artem, and she brings everyone together to get more comfortable with each other. |
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| Colleague A: Pukes...
| | |story5Summary=The staff of Themis quickly warms to Artem's cooking. The MC tries some unconventional combinations on skewers that don't go over well, but Artem helps her improve them and try new combinations, all of which impress the staff. |
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| Colleague B: Wheezes!
| | |story6Summary=Back at the office, the staff of Themis greets Artem warmly only to be chastised for recent mistakes in their work, undoing much of the goodwill he'd earned on the retreat. In Artem's office, Celestine praises Artem's progress with the MC. |
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| A bus full of people got car sick. People scramble to move their luggage away and retrieve stools so that the ill can sit and rest.
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| | {{Background location|name=Campsite|location=Retreat Grounds|image=Misc Location - Campsite (Day).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Woods|location=Retreat Grounds|image=Woods - Day.png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Campsite|location=Retreat Grounds|image=Misc Location - Campsite (Night).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Public Workspace|location=Themis Law Firm|image=Themis Law Firm - Office (Day).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=|location=Themis Law Firm|image=Themis Law Firm - Artem's Office (Day).png}} |
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| Kiki quickly sets down a folding chair for you. | | |storyCharacters= |
| | {{Character|name=Artem Wing|image=Artem character icon 2.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Artem Wing|image=Artem character icon 1.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Celestine Taylor|image=Celestine Taylor character icon.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Kiki Bennet|image=Kiki Bennet character icon.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Colleague A|image=Passerby F2 character icon.png|nolink=true}} |
| | {{Character|name=Colleague B|image=Passerby M1 character icon.png|nolink=true}} |
| | {{Character|name=Colleague C|image=Passerby M1 character icon.png|nolink=true}} |
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Ugh...!
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| You hold your chest as you tried to hold off the urge to vomit. You can hear someone growling from the back. | | |textMessage1Title=Sweet and Sour Pork |
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| | {{SL|You|Mr. Wing, can you teach me how to make sweet and sour ribs?}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Why are you asking about that all of a sudden?}} |
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| | |choice1=I want to learn to cook |
| | |script1={{SL|You|I want to learn how to cook!}} |
| | {{SL|You|Can you teach me your best dish?}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Of course. It's an easy dish to make.}} |
| | |choice2=I want to show off |
| | |script2={{SL|You|I want to learn how to cook, so that I can show off to my friends!}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Sure. It's an easy dish to make.}} |
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| | {{SL|Artem|I believe you'll be able to learn just by watching.}} |
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| | |choice1=Can't control the temperature |
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| | {{SL|You|It's that easy? I'm afraid I won't be able to control the temperature well.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Don't worry. It's not hard.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I will show you how to do it step-by-step.}} |
| | |choice2=Knife work is hard |
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| | {{SL|You|But, I heard that it's hard to learn how to use a knife, so I never really tried...}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Don't worry. You'll be fine with a little practice.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I will slowly demonstrate it for you to see.}} |
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| | |choice1=What if it's bad... |
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| | {{SL|You|Don't give up on me if it turns out bad...}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Don't underestimate yourself.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I believe you will do a great job if you put your mind to it}} |
| | |choice2=I will give it everything I've got |
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| | {{SL|You|I'm ready to give my best!!}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|This isn't a mock exam. Take it easy.}} |
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| | {{SL|Artem|I'm looking forward to trying it.}} |
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| | |choice1=Get feedback |
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| | {{SL|You|Then, you'll have to give me some feedback on the sweet and sour ribs I make.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I will be serious with my feedback.}} |
| | |choice2=Practice more |
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| | {{SL|You|Then... I guess I'll practice some more...}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Relax...}} |
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| | {{SL|Artem|I'm sure your cooking will taste amazing.}} |
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' I can't believe you! This is what happens when I put you in charge of the bus! Everyone got car sick! | | |textMessage2Title=Specialty Dish |
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| | {{SL|You|I didn't expect you to be such a great cook.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I'm not. I only know bit about it here and there.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Where did that come from?}} |
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| | |choice1=I miss your cooking |
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| | {{SL|You|I've been thinking about your cooking ever since the company retreat.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|If you like my cooking, I can cook for you again some other time.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I'll show you my best dishes.}} |
| | |choice2=I'm just curious |
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| | {{SL|You|I'm just curious about who taught you to cook.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|My mentor, Professor Neil Hume, taught me to cook.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|After I moved out, I devoted more time to it so that I could eat healthily.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|He also taught me my best dish. Are you... interested to try?}} |
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| | |choice1=Is it Western? |
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| | {{SL|You|Let me guess... Is it steak?}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Close. It's sweet and sour ribs.}} |
| | |choice2=Is it Chinese? |
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| | {{SL|You|You look like someone who likes Chinese food! Am I right?}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I'm amazed. It's sweet and sour ribs.}} |
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| | {{SL|Artem|I really enjoy it so I make it often. Over time, it became my best dish.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|How about you? Do you like it?}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I mean, sweet and sour dishes in general.}} |
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| | |choice1=I like it sweet |
| | |script1={{SL|You|Yeah, I like food that's a little sweet.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Good. I didn't expect our tastes to be so similar.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Then, this weekend...}} |
| | |choice2=I like it salty |
| | |script2={{SL|You|Actually, I like food that's a little on the saltier side.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I can make most homestyle dishes. Pick whatever you like.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|If you're free this weekend, why don't we...}} |
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| | |choice1=Definitely |
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| | {{SL|You|Wow, I get to have it this weekend?}} |
| | {{SL|You|Count me in! How's Saturday?}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Saturday is good. I'll pick you up.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|We can also go to the grocery store to pick up other things as well.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|I'm happy to cook for you.}} |
| | |choice2=I need to overtime |
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| | {{SL|You|Oh... but I have to work this weekend...}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|How about this? I'll prepare the dishes at home, then bring them over to the office.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|You only ever order junk food when left to your own devices.}} |
| | {{SL|Artem|Don't be in such a hurry to refuse. We're partners. It's my responsibility to take care of you.}} |
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' Why were you even working on the bus? Do you think your partner will do nothing? Did you really think the others wouldn't follow suit?
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' The mountain roads are enough to make anyone sick! Staring at their laptops only made it worse!
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| Hearing that, you hold onto the tree, attempting to stand up in a hurry.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ... Celestine... That's not what happened...
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| Soon after leaving the firm, Artem received a call and immediately pulled out his laptop and began to work.
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| Everyone became tense upon seeing him enter work mode. Everyone ceased everything, afraid of making a noise that might disturb him.
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| It was too awkward to just watch him work, so you pulled out your laptop too, which started the chain reaction.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ... So... that's why everyone... Pukes!
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' Okay okay, stop talking!
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| Celestine quickly run over and sits you down. Then, she glares fiercely at Artem.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' It's still your fault! If you didn't start, no one would've followed!
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ... You're right.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I should have been more aware of my actions since they could affect the employees. I'm very sorry.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Then I am responsible too! I was the one that started the chain reaction...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' As an adult, I should make my own judgments and be able to take care of myself.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' So, Celestine, regarding today's incident, I also share 50%... Pukes!
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' ...
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| Perhaps it was the dramatic ending to your act that finally puts a smile on Celestine's face.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' Forget it. Leaving a workaholic like you in charge of the entire bus was a bad decision. I am responsible too.
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| Celestine looks across the grass field at her car sick colleagues. Some had recovered and were walking about slowly.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' How about this? I'll bring the others to a farm nearby to pick some fruits and vegetables.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' MC is in pretty bad shape, so you stay here and take care of her.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' But...
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor|Celestine Taylor]]:''' You should rest. When you're ready, head over to the stream nearby. Maybe you can catch a fish for dinner!
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| Celestine laughs as she pats your back. Then, she leads a large group of your colleagues towards the farm.
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| Suddenly, you and Artem are alone.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Wait for me here.
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| Artem looks for something in the car for a while and returns with a cup of water.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Sniff this first.
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| Artem holds the freshly-cut ginger up to your nose. The spicy smell goes straight to your head.
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| The smell instantly clears your head and you feel much better.
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| As Artem hands you the cup, you can see the steam wafting from it. It smells faintly of vinegar.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I added some vinegar. It'll help with the car sickness.
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| You reach out to take the cup, but Artem holds onto it.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I'll hold it. Just drink.
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| With no energy to fight back, you slowly sip from the cup as Artem holds it.
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| The feeling of car sickness fades as the warm water with a little vinegar soothes your stomach.
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| {{tab/header|Story 2}}
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| '''Scene 1: Woods'''
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Are you sure you're okay? I can go fishing by myself.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I'm okay, I'm okay! I'm feeling much better! It'll be good for my body if I walk and get some fresh air!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Look, Artem! A chestnut!
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| You use two branches to form a chopstick to pick up the urchin-like burr.
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| You show Artem the crack in the shell, revealing two chestnuts within.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I always thought that chestnuts grew on trees like apples and peaches.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' It wasn't until I watched a video recently that I learned chestnuts have a furry shell.
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| While you are looking for other chestnuts, you spot various fruits on trees and vines in the distance.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Melons and dates!
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| You run excitedly over to the trees, jumping a couple of times in an attempt to reach the fruits. Frustrated, you finally gave up.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ... Why did it grow so tall...
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| A pair of hands reach over your head. Artem picks them with ease and places them in your fish basket, carrying it in your stead.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I didn't know you know so much about wild fruits. These are pretty rare ones.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I couldn't tell the difference until recently. I follow a video blogger that shares about rural food and life.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' The video blogger often posts about going into the mountains to pick wild vegetables, which he then turns into delicious food.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You're interested in rural lifestyle?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Yes. Especially when I'm exhausted from work.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Seeing the beautiful Arcadia-like places in the videos and the poetic way of living relaxes me.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I would even sometimes daydream about renting a place there if I can afford it. One with a garden and an ocean view.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' What about you? Have you ever considered changing your lifestyle?
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| You regret it almost immediately. Artem, who works even on vacation, probably doesn't get tired, much less than want to change his lifestyle.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I haven't thought about changing careers, if that's what you mean.
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| It's just as you thought...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' But, I like to watch movies and take leisurely drives to relax.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Eh? You also feel the need to relax?
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| Oh crap... you accidentally said that out loud!
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ... Looks like you have quite the misunderstanding about me.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I like my job, but that doesn't mean I don't get tired.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I do relax after having solved a big case, or if a case is particularly difficult and I can't find a headway.
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| Artem and you arrive at the stream and Artem finds a shaded spot under a tree.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Let's fish here.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Okay, then I'll wash the wild fruits!
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| You crouch beside Artem and place the fruit-filled fishing basket into the stream, planning to grab a small melon.
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| As you pick up a melon, you feel a tickling sensation on your fingertips. You flip your hand over...
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| And you see a black furry caterpillar, about as thick as your finger, crawling up your hand.
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| Seconds feel like minutes, or even an eternity, as your mind goes blank.
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| Huh? A scream? Yours? Probably... There's a distant sound that comes through the haze.
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| You cannot breathe or move. Petrified, you can only watch as the caterpillar inches its way up your arm.
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| Closer... Closer...
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| Finally, a hand appears and brushes the caterpillar off.
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| Then, he holds onto you tightly.
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| His embrace is strong yet gentle. The numbness slowly fades as you regain mobility big by big, starting from where he holds you.
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| The blood flow returns to your body. Your vision is clear once again.
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| It is only then that you realize that you are leaning heavily against Artem's chest.
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| While holding onto you, Artem squats by the stream, washing your arm.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There. All clean.
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| He stares at you, his face mere inches away. A familiar woody scent burns into your nose.
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| You can hear a pounding heartbeat through the thin jacket. Yours? His?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| Clatter! The fishing rod Artem had left on the ground jerks upwards.
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| You also "jump" up from Artem's arms, jolting along with it.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' A... a bite!
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| You quickly try to pick up the fishing rod that he'd left on the ground earlier, but it slips within your grip.
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| The wet fishing rod is hard to grasp, and the fish on the line is fighting for its life. You can't hold one.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Calm down.
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| Artem grabs it, stabilizing the fishing rod that was shaking violently.
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| Artem allows the fish to splash around freely. As it slows down, Artem begins reeling it in.
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| As the huge fish is pulled from the water, the water splashes to form a small rainbow under the sun.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' You're amazing, Artem! Such a huge fish, with such ease!
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You need to be calm when fishing. The action of lifting the rod and the timing of reeling it in is important.
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| While talking, Artem begins to reel in the fishing line.
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| Suddenly, the fish, as if realizing its imminent death, thrashes around wildly, slipping into the water.
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| The fishing rod bends deep towards the water and the line taut, as the fish fights for its life.
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| Calmly, Artem holds the rod firmly upright. You can clearly see the strong and well-defined muscles of his arms.
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| The fish finally tires itself out.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There.
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| Artem removes the hook from the fish and places it in the basket.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There are many factors to consider when fishing, including the breed of fish, water depth, lure type, and seasons.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I didn't know that there were so many things you have to pay attention to when it comes to fishing.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Sorry, this is probably a boring topic.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Not at all! I feel as if I've opened the door to a whole new world. It's interesting!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I'm just a little envious, watching from the sidelines...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I can teach you in the future if you want.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Not today?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You've had a rough morning on top of the initial car sickness. Rest for now.
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| Yeah, fate seems intent on keeping you on your feet at all times this fine morning...
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| You sigh as you feel the exhaustion spread throughout your body.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I guess I'll find a place to rest for a while...
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| You scan your surroundings and spot a clean and large rock, deep in the woods, that you could lean on.
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| You are suddenly pulled back just as you are about to head over.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Don't!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' What's wrong, Artem?
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| Artem loosens his grip on your wrist. He coughs lightly, ears bright red.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ... I was just going to tell you not to stray too far away. if something were to happen, I'd be too far to help.
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| Recalling the incident just now, a chill runs down your spine. You nod as you sit down next to him.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' You're right!
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| '''Scene 1: Camp Site'''
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| Time passes as Artem fills the fish basket. You walk back to the camp with Artem, but there's no one in sight.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Celestine called and said they'll be back in about two hours. We're free to do as we please until then.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Then, why don't we start preparing the food? The fish has to be marinated for a while before grilling for it to taste good.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Since you were responsible for catching fish, I'll take care of the killing.
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| With how busy he is, Artem definitely doesn't know how to cook.
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| Even though the fish vendor kills and cleans the fish when you buy it, it shouldn't be all that hard, right?
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| So, you and Artem set the tables and begin preparing the food.
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| While Artem organizes the ingredients and cooking utensils, you search online on how to deal with the fish.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' It says to first knock the fish unconscious.
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| Smack!
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| You feel a sharp pain on your forehead the moment your pick up the fish.
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| With a strong whip of its tail, the huge 30-centimeter fish slaps you before flopping to the ground in an attempt to escape.
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| Artem looks at you in astonishment, probably because of the sheer loudness of the smack.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' How mean! You stop right there!
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| You push through the pain as you chase the fish. Thrashing everywhere, the slippery fish escapes your capture.
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| Seeing your struggle with the fish, Artem quickly walks over. The fish thrashes towards him.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, watch out! That fish likes smacking people...
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| Before you can even finish, Artem knocks the fish out with a clean hit from the hilt of the knife.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem... you know how to kill a fish?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Don't you...?
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| Smiling awkwardly, you try to change the topic, but you notice something off about the ingredients table...
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| On the right is a rack with five knives of various sizes. There is even a knife-sharpener and a pair of scissors.
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| On the left is a rack full of spatulas and spoons.
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| From the models and logo on the handles, it looks like all the cooking utensils are from the same maker.
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| In the middle of the ingredients table, there is a row of spice bottles and a set of colored cutting boards.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, what is all this?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Celestine told me that we were going to be doing our own cooking, so I brought some tools along.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' You mean to say... that all of this... is yours?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Yes. But it's inconvenient for me to bring everything, so I only bought the ones I commonly use.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ... You mean, there's more?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem... are you a master chef?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I just do some basic home cooking.
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| You scan the table again. The many cooking utensils, spice bottles, and cutting boards tell a different story.
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| Artem senses your doubt
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' When I first learned how to cook, I could only follow the step-by-step instructions in the cooking book.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I followed the cooking book down to a tee, everything from the knives, cutting board, spices, and ingredients.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Though I don't need to measure the spices anymore, I've retained the habit of using different cookware.
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| After saying that, Artem looks at the unconscious fish, then at you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Hmm... I think it'll be better if I take care of this fish.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Oh... okay.
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| You nod your head in shame.
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| Artem's swift movements with the knife puts you in awe of his skills. Soon, the fish is completely cleaned.
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| He slices the fish's body a couple more times before putting in a bunch of stuff you don't know.
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| You thought he was done, but Artem starts gently massaging the fish.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, are you massaging the fish?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Yes. This is to remove the fishy odor and to also make the fish more tasty.
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| Really? No wonder your fish doesn't taste all that good when you do grill it...
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| Seeing Artem's fluid movements, you have mixed feelings.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Are you bored?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ... Ah?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I must be boring you since I don't know any trending topics to talk about. Sorry.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' No, no! I'm not bored at all!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I'm just... amazed by your culinary skills...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, you're always so busy with work, yet you can still find the time to cook... and you do it so well...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I'm clearly not as busy when compared to you... yet...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Do you think girls need to be good at cooking?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There's no need for that.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Huh?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' People cannot, and should not, be defined by their genders as to what they should be and what they can do.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' People are multi-faceted. There is more than one way to be excellent.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Your are excellent in your own way.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' No matter if it's being an attorney or being a girl.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...
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| Artem's serious response to your casual complaint takes you by surprise.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Besides... if you can't cook, all's fine so long as you have someone else who can do it for you.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, you will definitely make a great husband someday!
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| Artem suddenly drops the spice bottle in his hand. You reach out to catch it.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' !!!
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| That is when you realize what you just said. It was over the line, especially towards someone of the opposite gender!
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| Why did you blurt that out of all things? Quick! Change the topic!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Um... Artem! Can you teach me how to massage the fish!?
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