Half-step Purgatory

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet:
"I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf."
"You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles."
"But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.'
Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

Durin's Diary

The little scheming within Alice's family meant little to Durin—there were plenty of Alices, and he wouldn't miss one if he lacked. In the film arts class, there were nearly a hundred students, and all the other girls from different courses, almost all of them eying him hungrily.


As soon as there was an opportunity, they would probably all turn into man-eating demons.


Big Orange's words were crude, but not without sense.


The so-called 'where there are too many lice, none bite' well described Durin's current situation.


And Durin helped out for two reasons: for experience and to pass the time, after all, he had to wait until the end of April or early May for the courses to be fully prepared.


This was truly a case of 'haste makes waste.'


As for the Supernatural Sequence, Durin had also recently gotten some clues.


These clues came from Tony Stark, who was that Dwarf senior who had vomited into a bucket all the way on the ship.


Chapter 24: All Are People in Dreams