My Name Is Selina

They emerged from the house in Rosinante that they had lived in before they disappeared.

It is here that Christopher draws them into the scripted world of Sonoro.

Only a few of them came out.

I didn't see Rosinante or Yaoyue.

Clearly, they have already...

Kexi's legs lost strength, and she collapsed to the ground.

He slammed his fist into the ground, breaking his skin; blood mingled with the dirt.

He didn't cry out loud, but his shoulders were shaking, and he looked like a wild beast trapped in a cage, the sound coming out of his throat low and hoarse.

"Why... why am I so weak... If I were stronger, I could protect them..."

strength.

He had never craved power as much as he did now.

It's not about receiving charity from the system, nor is it about stealing three minutes of time through the Tacet Mark relatives and friends; it's about having power that truly belongs to you and that you can hold in your own hands.

If he had the power, Qiuyuan wouldn't have died.

If he had power, Yangyang wouldn't have stood in his way.

If he had the power, Jinhsi--

His eyes reddened again.

Just then, a familiar voice, one that sent a chill down his spine, came from behind him.

"Kexi! What are you doing hiding here instead of going home?!"

Kexi has been missing for several days.

Carlotta searched for a long time but couldn't find him. She thought Cantarella had thrown him into the Tacet Field to be fed to the Tacet Discord. She led a group of people to her door to demand his return, but she said she hadn't done anything.

She stormed back and sent people to search, and after much effort, she finally found out that Kexi had last appeared here.

Carlotta strode over.

"I've been looking for you for days and nights, and you're here putting on a melodramatic show for me?"

Just as she was about to lash out, Cioccolata reached out and stopped her.

He recounted the whole story in just a few words.

Christopher, the Fractsidus, the Script World, and those who died one after another in front of Kexi.

Cioccolata thought that Carlotta's temper would subside after she finished speaking.

After all, although she was fierce, she wasn't an unreasonable person.

However, she was wrong.

Carlotta's temper didn't subside; in fact, it worsened.

She took three steps in two to get to Kexi, raised her leg and kicked him hard in the butt.

Kexi was kicked and her body swayed, but she quickly regained her balance.

He looked up, his eyes red-rimmed, and glared at her.

That look made Carlotta feel a little uneasy, but she didn't back down.

She was the second young lady of the Montelli, and this boy's older sister. From childhood to adulthood, no matter how much trouble he caused, she never backed down in front of him.

She looked down at him, her tone even more aggressive.

"What kind of look is that? What kind of expression is that? And what's with those tears?"

Her voice offered no comfort whatsoever; instead, each sentence grew harsher than the last.

"If you kneel here and cry, will they come back to life? If you pound the floor, will the floor save them for you?"

Do Christopher would come running over and kowtow to you just because you're crying here?

No way! He'll just think you're easy to bully and will come after you again next time!

Her voice rose a few decibels, and her small body stood before him like a wall.

"Didn't you awaken that crappy ability? Aren't you the young master of the Montelli Family?"

Then stand up, get back, and train yourself until you can trample that bastard under your feet!

You can cry however you want, kneel however you want, I absolutely won't kick you! But before that—you better hold back your tears!

Kexi looked at her, her lips moving, but no sound came out.

Tears finally streamed down his face, but he didn't pound the floor or scream anymore.

He just looked at Carlotta's little face, which was flushed with anger, and suddenly felt that she was somewhat similar to the master in the script who kicked him.

"Second sister..." His voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"Shut up. Go home." Carlotta turned away, not wanting him to see the fleeting pang of heartache in her eyes.

Kexi tried to stand up by bracing herself against the ground, but her legs wobbled as soon as her knees left the ground.

Everything before my eyes began to spin, and my consciousness felt as if it had been violently pulled into the deep sea.

The last thing he saw was Carlotta's panicked little face turning around and Cioccolata reaching out to help him, before darkness gently swallowed him up.

A stunning transition.

Kexi was awakened by a pleasant melody.

He groggily opened his eyes, his mind still replaying the image of Carlotta's panicked little face before he lost consciousness.

The music sounded like it was played by Cioccolata; it was very pleasant to listen to, making him feel warm all over, as if he had been healed. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and habitually complained.

"Cioccolata, you're so noisy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze gradually focused.

The person standing in front of me is not Cioccolata.

She was a girl with super long, straight black hair, the ends of which gradually turned from pure black to a deep sea blue. She wore a clean and neat outfit with white, blue, gold and black as the main colors, black boots, and held a mechanical musical instrument that looked like both a cello and a harp in her arms.

The soothing music I just heard was clearly produced by this instrument.

"Who are you?" Kexi asked. This girl was quite pretty, but her dark circles were a bit heavy, making her look like she wasn't getting enough sleep, almost as dark as Zani's.

The girl stood quietly by the bed, and when she saw that Kexi was awake, she bowed slightly.

"Young Master Kexi, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Selina. Miss Carlotta assigned me to take care of and protect you, and from now on, I'll be your secretary."

Kexi blinked.

Has Carlotta changed her ways? Has she had a change of heart and realized that taking Zani away from him to be his secretary was wrong? And now she's actually compensating him with a secretary?

He propped himself up to sit up, moved his shoulders, and found that his injuries didn't hurt much anymore.

"You played well. Is this your Resonance Ability? It even has a healing effect."

"Yes, my ability is ' the Great Sound Is Inaudible,' possessing multiple functions including combat, healing, and control. Montelli's assessment of me is that I'm an all-rounder."

"An all-around talent? That's amazing!"

"Yes." Selina nodded, her tone neither humble nor arrogant, with a standard professional secretary smile on her face.

Kexi looked her over for a moment, then suddenly gave her a meaningful look and shook a finger.

"Then you've made a serious mistake."

Selina's smile froze for a moment as she quickly went through her mind to see if she had done anything rude.

She even looked down to check her boots to make sure they weren't muddy.

Then, somewhat uncertainly, she looked at Kexi: "Did I...?"

"Mmm." Kexi crossed her arms and nodded seriously. "You just said you're my secretary, right?"

"Right."

"Your outfit is inappropriate. Do you even know what a secretary should wear?"

Selina glanced down at her outfit—white, blue, gold, and black, with long boots, sharp and capable. This ensemble had been praised during internal testing within Montelli for "combining practicality in combat with visual appeal," so why was it deemed unacceptable by the young master?

She frowned, her tone becoming less certain. "This..."

"As my secretary, you should be wearing black stockings and a bodycon skirt. Don't you even have this much professionalism?" Kexi sighed in exasperation. "Don't do it again."

Selina's pupils dilated slightly.

She opened her mouth, but the evaluation report on "combat practicality and visual appeal" in her mind was being crushed by the five words "black stockings and bodycon skirt".

But the person in front of her was her direct superior, someone Carlotta had personally instructed her to protect. She took a deep breath, swallowed back her questions and protests, and nodded with difficulty. "This... is it."

Kexi nodded in satisfaction.

He looked Selina up and down more carefully, then suddenly asked, "What did you say your name was again?"

"Selina."

"What's your code name in Montelli?"

My codename is Iris.

"Iris?" Kexi frowned. "Too gentle. It lacks any imposing presence. As my secretary, your code name must be powerful, something that can scare people to death. A soft, weak name like Iris just makes people think you're weak."

Selina's composure finally cracked at this moment.

She had used the codename Iris for several years, and her combat record was recorded in the internal files of the Montelli for at least dozens of pages. The outside world's reaction to the name Iris was usually one of fear.

But the young master said she was too gentle.

She tried to salvage the last bit of dignity. "So... how should I change it?"

"Emmm."

Kexi rested her chin on her hand, lost in deep thought.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he snapped his fingers.

"I've got it. From now on, your name is no longer Iris."

Your new codename is -- the Sai.

Selina's mind went completely blank at that moment.

"... ah?"

"Did you understand?"

She opened her mouth, as if to say something.

But looking at Kexi's face, which clearly said "I'm very satisfied," she ultimately chose to obey.

After all, this is Miss Carlotta's younger brother, the young master of the Montelli, and her direct superior.

When a superior gives a subordinate a nickname, even something as simple as "The Melon," she has no choice but to accept it.

"Understood."

"Good, I understand." Kexi leaned back on the bed, crossed her legs, waved her hand, and said animatedly, "You continue. Keep playing the music, keep dancing."

Bang.

The door was kicked open.

Carlotta stood in the doorway.

Her gaze first fell on Kexi, who was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, then slowly moved to Selina, who was holding a zither and whose face was full of "I just experienced a workplace PUA". Finally, her gaze returned to Kexi, her eyes sparkling.

"Kexi, what are you doing?!"