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

Next came the awards for Best Costume and Best Art Direction, but Durin, with no physical imaging device, could not be nominated.


However, Mr. Kumir then mentioned the Best Original Song and glanced at the audience below, "Can we consider setting aside all these formalities?"


"Alright, let me be overly bold today," Mr. Kumir said, "because I believe there's no point in guessing anymore." He then stepped aside.


On the large screen behind him, two young lives sat before a burning city.


Leon had a sister who was Robert's first love.


And Durin's song had struck a chord with everyone.


After all, everyone has unresolved feelings.


"I announce that this year's Best Song is Mr. Durin's 'We Prayed For Summer,'" Mr. Kumir declared.


Durin stood up and walked towards the stage.


Countless hands reached out to shake hands with Durin.


Chapter 91: There is a Super Tough Opponent