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Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all.

No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions.

NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST!

Emilin: [Who am I even?]

DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?]

LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.]

OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!]

BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.]

HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.]

BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

To Live Again, For the First Time!

"Well... maybe I can help you with that a little," Emilin softly said, twiddling her thumbs under the table.

"Oh?" Owen and the other's attentions were entirely on the lass who hadn't really spoken much until now, despite having been the center of the conversation along with Margo for quite a while now.

"Well, it won't be much since I don't personally know anyone from the Diamond Palace, but I do know someone who does," Emilin downplayed it a little so the others wouldn't get their hopes up and then get disappointed.

Which wasn't really necessary since they didn't expect much to begin with, even after she said she could help.

"Really?" Owen skeptically questioned before Margo could start blindly praising Emilin.

Now was not the time for that, this was a pressing matter.

[Margo: What do you even mean by that? It's always time to praise Emilin. I take offense! Let's fight. Humph!]

Hoes before Bros Pt II: (Meaningful)