"Where did you go at night?" Charles asked inwardly. He hadn’t been to the seaside, so Lily definitely saw Richard rather than him.0

"Heh, you know I've taken a liking to fishing lately. So I used my own time to indulge in my new hobby. Do you have a problem with that?" 0

Charles remained silent at Richard’s response and continued painting.0

Time passed by, second after second. At last, the final stroke was added to the painting. Charles retrieved his pocket watch and looked at the time. He relinquished control of his body; it was now time for his alter ego.0

Humming a tune, Richard took out a fresh journal and started writing his outline for his work titled "Twenty Thousand Miles into the Subterranean Sea."0

The scratch of...0