To Live Again, For the First Time!

At another time and another place, Emilin was sipping on a Frappuccino, using her carefully crafted wooden spoon so that the whipped cream wouldn't get mixed in.

She sat there, looking at the diminishing drink in front of her with great concentration.

Xander gave her glances here and there, but seeing how concentrated she was, he didn't dare bother her.

Even though he had quite a few questions on his mind, on second thought, he should probably do his best to figure it out himself.

The girl's brows furrowed, and her glabella were wrinkled cutely as she nearly stared a hole in front of her.

Emilin sighed.

It had been like this for a while.

A few hours ago, she had gotten a message from her Big Brother Theo and now, she was pondering on the issue.

How should she go about this?

Seeing this sigh, Xander finally gave in to his curiosity, even if that may or may not shorten his lifespan.

"Master, what's bothering you?"

Though Emilin had told Xander to just call her Emilin as usual, he really couldn't make himself do it.

He felt like he was committing blasphemy, like calling the emperor casually by his first name. Xander would feel a chill whenever the thought went past his mind, and it never stayed there for long either.

As for Emilin, she had gotten used to it after a while and stopped correcting him.

But Xander also had his own measures, so in front of the wrong people, he would never call her Master so openly, or it would only bring his Master more troubles.

"I'm thinking about something," Emilin sighed as if she was facing the question of the century.

Xander couldn't help but think, what could possibly trouble Master so much?

In his mind, it had to be something like solving cancer. No actually, solving cancer shouldn't even be that hard.

It had to be said, Xander really saw Emilin like a god in most aspects.

But it seemed like even gods had their own worldly problems every once in a while.

If Emilin knew what this man was thinking, she would seriously scoff at him.

She had a lot of issues, okay?

"If you want to eat a pill that can increase your metabolism greatly…"

Xander's ears perked.

He had still been learning his master's procedural medicine and had yet to completely assimilate all the information.

Naturally, he had yet to even touch the pharmaceutical aspects of the inheritance.

Could it be that Master was having some troubles with a breakthrough in the pharmaceuticals that she was working on?

"…what flavor should it be?" Emilin continued in all seriousness.

Xander: ???

Xander: Excuse me?

Xander: Is this the question of the century? Are you not playing with my emotions?

Xander was speechless.

He was right, his curiosity was really going to shorten his lifespan as he felt like spitting out a good mouthful of blood right now.

He took a deep breath to prevent himself from overreacting and banging his head on his table until he bled before carefully asking.

"Master, was this what you have been thinking about for the past half an hour?"

Emilin seriously nodded and looked at Xander with pure eyes that told him that she wasn't joking.

Xander had an incredibly helpless expression on his face.

Yeah, this should have been expected, after all, the problems that his Master had weren't the same as those of us common folk.

But this was still a little too much!

"I'm not sure, I guess it would depend on the target audience. Strawberry? Vanilla? Chocolate?" Xander proposed meekly.

He couldn't believe that this was something coming out of his mouth at this moment.

He almost felt like he was in an international medical conference, talking about what flavored medicine would taste better, in front of thousands of people who had similar qualifications as himself.

How absurd.

But he could only smile weakly when he saw his master's eyes suddenly shine.

Of course, Emilin was not enlightened by Xander's basic recommendations of vanilla, etc as she had already gone through all the possible flavors one could think of.

Obviously, she wouldn't miss those three.

But there was indeed something that she agreed on very much.

She should ask the people these were for.

Emilin's fingers snapped in acknowledgment as she fished out her phone, quickly dialing a number.

There were only a few main target audiences.

Not a ring later.

"What's up baby sis?"

The deep voice on the other side sounded.

"Big brother Nathen, you remember the thing that Brother Theo spoke about last time?"

Nathen, who had just come out of the shower on his side thought for a bit.

"You mean about the inconvenience of having all those pills in his bag? His little girlfriend even mistook him for someone who was terminally ill," Nathen chuckled hard on the other side.

Theodore had told his family about everything a few hours ago, and he had officially become the first person with a partner out of the three siblings.

Their parents cried out in joy!

Finally, someone wanted their child!

Then he also specifically told Nathen and Emilin about this last incident with the pills, which was also why Emilin had been thinking so hard on a way to solve it.

In the end, her best idea was to incorporate the medicine into a candy which was by no means hard, just a few minutes to change the formulas and procedures [which would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to make the new machinery, but Emilin wasn't really concerned about that], but then came the problem.

What flavor should it be?

"Well, while it's true that I do use the pills the most to regulate the burning of my calories, I'm not nearly as bothered about the appearance of the pills. I guess it would be good if it didn't look like I was on drugs though," Nathen pondered on the question for a bit.

He had been asked about this matter by his classmates and friends, but he just shrugged it off saying that it was for high blood pressure or some other shit like that.

While they were surprised at first considering how fit Nathen was, after seeing his eating habits, they weren't nearly as suspicious.

His sugar and salt intake was definitely off the charts.

Anyways, because of the high-intensity training, Nathen did daily, it was only natural that his dense and developed muscles would burn high amounts of calories every day.

In order to regulate his bodily functions and to lessen his worries about his nutrient and calorie intake, he ate the pills.

Then he could really eat as much as he wanted during the rest of his meals with no worries.

As for the vitamins, he also took those, but they were quite useless since he ate a lot of everything.

So really, his vitamins problem was solved by the metabolic pill too, which is why he took less of those.

That was something Theodore, who didn't care for stuffing himself, couldn't do.

Since he at times much preferred snacks and skimped on the food he didn't feel like eating, he still had to take the vitamins to stay healthy.

After Nathen's muscles burned for all the energy they needed, even after he ate an extra dose, he would just have to go to the bathroom one more time with the assistance of the pill.

It was hard for some to understand how such a high metabolism could still be boosted, but it was in fact the other way around.

The better one's physique, the further it could be boosted with the help of Emilin's pills.

"Well, but shouldn't you at least have an opinion? I was thinking of making it into candy so that it would be easier to carry around and eat as a snack." Emilin insisted and explained her own thoughts.

Nathen laughed at how Emilin described this godly medicine as a snack one would pop into their mouth whenever they felt like it.

He also knew that not having an opinion when asked a question was the worse opinion to have so he rephrased his answer.

"Just make it delicious and make it taste like what it's supposed to taste like," Nathen thought about the biggest issues with candies.

"Surprise me!" Nathen said before stopping at that.

He rather liked the idea of being surprised.

"Love you, bye!"

At that Emilin hung up the phone with a humph!

Him saying something was the same as not saying anything at all!

But in the end, that dissatisfaction dissipated as such sentiments towards her family never lasted long.

***

Family chat logs from 3ed person.

Theo: I got a girlfriend!

Elena (Mom): Really? *Disbelief jpg.*

Gabriel (Dad): My boy! Good job, who's family's child did you trick?

Theo: …

Elena (Mom): Honey, is that even what you should be asking?

Theo: Thanks Mom, you're the only one who loves me <3

Elena (Mom): You should be asking what kind of tricks he used! So that he can teach them to that Big Brother of his! Look at him, that child is already so old. Shouldn't he be wiser than his little brother? Why hasn't he tricked a little girl over yet? 

Theo who was just thankful way too soon: TT.TT

Nathen who was just dragged into the conversation out of nowhere: ???

Nathen: Mom, you're still so young, you shouldn't talk so roguishly. I won't be tricking any little girls over.

[AN: Hehe, but he already has his eyes on someone.]

Elena (Mom): *Disappointed jpg.*

Elena (Mom): That's no excuse to slack off…

Nathen left the chat…

Seeing his brother take the lead, Theodore followed after.

Theo left the chat…

Emi left the chat…

Elena (Mom): …

Gabriel (Dad): Dear, you've scared them all away.

Elena (Mom): Am I that scary? TAT

Gabriel (Dad) [*lies through his teeth*]: No not at all. :)

Gabriel's inner thoughts: I don't want to sleep on the couch. *Smile jpg.*