Extra 1: Don't go outside the plane 

On the airplane, everyone could feel the fatigue gradually spreading throughout their bodies. The journey to Sicily was actually a nice one, despite the unexpected events. 

Each of them had enjoyed the trip in their own ways.

"Mr. Click." Necrologist turned around to look at Click, who was sitting behind her two rows and next to the window, with her worried eyes.

"Please don't go outside the plane as you did when we drove in Sicily."

She finally had the courage to tell him what she had had in her mind since they entered the airplane.

"I won't do that on the plane." 

In response to Necrologist's words, Click shook his head and earnestly replied.

Some chuckles could be heard around them.

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Extra 2: The souvenir from big bad wolf

"Try some of these."

The man suddenly threw a small paper box into the little girl's hands and walked away.

That paper box had a really good smell.

"The big bad wolf's trap?"

She sniffed at the box and opened it.

They looked like small fruits and vegetables, but they didn't smell like them.

"Oh, Pavia gave you that box, right?"

Vertin happened to pass by and answered her question.

"Don't worry, it's safe to eat." 

The gray-haired girl nodded slightly.

"Still, in case anything unexpected happens, just tell Balloon Party."

Leaving a reminder behind, Vertin also went somewhere else.

'Hm, a small bite won't harm.'

Then, Mondlicht chose a carrot-shaped one and put it into her mouth.

It was sweet and chewy. 

Definitely the type of sweets he would prefer.

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Extra 3: Souvenir from the ghost reporter

"So... you thought these ceramic faces resembled the limited masks I had in my room?"

Horrorpedia rubbed his chin, watched a small pair of ceramic vases that had faces of a man and a woman from all the corners with serious eyes and finally gave his comment.

"Although I don't have much knowledge about ceramics, I can still feel an uncanny vibe from these things."

The horror lover then snapped his finger and nodded with satisfaction.

"Approved!"

'More than I expected.'

Seeing his reaction, Click silently thought.

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Extra 4: Bride "snatching" 

The field investigation in Sicily did bring a bunch of interesting stories back to the suitcase.

And one of the outstanding stories was Tennant "snatched" the bride away in front of the watching eyes of the relatives of both families as well as their enemies.

"Oh, gosh! This is exciting!"

T.T.T used her hands to cover her large-open mouth and her eyes were as shining as if containing glitter inside.

"Hurry up! I want to hear more!"

Following her words, the set of TVs jumped up and down on the floor, showing how much the person inside was waiting for.

"...I...I want to hear... what happened next too..."

Suddenly visible not too far from T.T.T, the shy girl peeked through the white blanket that covered her body from head to toe and looked at the storyteller with her little evasive yet expectant eyes.

"And you know what the most interesting part is?"

Facing those staring eyes that all focused on her, the storyteller intentionally paused to take a sip from her cup of warm darjeeling. She slowly enjoyed it for a whole minute, let out a small sigh of satisfaction and then, finally continued on with her story.

"The bride was the mafia boss's favorite granddaughter."

"Yes! Yes! This is the kind of setting I'm looking for!" 

T.T.T exclaimed, causing the TVs once again to jump up and down on the floor. Yet this time, the loud noise did attract more people to come here.

"These telenovelas were real..."

With hot red cheeks, Poltergeist murmured inside her blanket.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but did you just mention something about bride robbery?"

In a grown man's tone, APPLe asked the three girls in front of him with a little confusion and curiosity.

Right after his question, the blue-eyed judge, who happened to pass by, slightly knitted her eyebrows and unconsciously exuded her serious air as if she was in the court.

"Did I just hear about abduction?"

In Dikke's time, bride robbery was related nothing to romance. The kidnappers would take away innocent girls and women from their families to force them to become their brides. Those cases happened most in the defeated lands after war or in some small villages and tribes.

At that moment, the storyteller, Kanjira, knew that she must explain the story in detail immediately or else that no-joking judge would take this seriously and hold a real trial upon Tennant.

And if it turned worse, she would be taken too!

"Ahhaha, it was actually no big deal like you think!"

Afterwards, the girl used 30 minutes straight to tell Dikke about the whole story without spicing it up with any thrilling thing that she previously intended to add.

"I see." The blue-eyed judge relaxed her eyebrows and nodded.

As her figure gradually faded away, Kanjira let out a sigh of relief as well as regret since the chance to make sharpodonties was now gone before it could begin...

Wrapping around her arm, the small snake licked her fingers, as if comforting its friend.

"Thank you, Punji. I will definitely be more careful next time..."

When Kanjira was about to go to the kitchen to take some free snacks from Ms. Bunny Bunny, the girl in TVs called her back.

"Hey!" T.T.T blinked, "Tell me the other version with extra dramas, love unrequited, family prohibition, fighting to death for their so-called love, difference in social classes, damsel-in-distress and these sharpodonties will be yours."

The clinking sound of the coins inside the small pouch put on the second TV made Kanjira's eyes squint like a pair of crescent moons.

"...I.. I don't have much, but please take it."

From the white blanket, a hand reached out with some shiny coins.

"Well, that's why they invited bards and storytellers into their houses, despite the fact that they had already heard the same story countless times."

APPle gave his comment as well as sharpodonties.

Till the moment she went to bed, the smile on Kanjira's face was still there and followed her into sweet dreams.

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Extra 5: Federico Zanelli's confession

[What was the reason I chose to stay on this island after I had already decided to never return?

"Federico, my poor Federico..."

That day, I heard her laments, I saw her tears fall down the wrinkles.

At that moment, I had made a terrible decision that I would soon regret.

But, even so...

"Federico, you're the most potential student that I've ever taught."

What she said made me really happy.

"Federico, I'm so proud of you."

What she said reminded me of what once belonged to only me.

'You're a smart child, my dear Federico.'

The beautiful woman who would let me lie on her laps whenever I wanted and pat my head gently no longer existed.

The tall and tanned man who would kiss my cheeks although I didn't prefer it whenever he returned home no longer existed.

In my dream, they were just a couple of cold bodies that wouldn't react no matter how many times I called their names.

Therefore, if there was anything that could help me recall the memories about them, I would be no different from a stupid moth flying straight into the burning flame.]

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I have met the writer's block. I have tried to write all the ideas in my head but I can't connect them at all. My brain just didn't work like it used to be.

I'm so sorry for delaying this story for almost 6 months. I won't give up on this story and I will try to write little by little everyday until I'm satisfied. From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for waiting. Thank you.