Card Apprentice Daily Log

Date- 18 April 2321

Time- 05:57

Location- Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, TSR Guild Headquarters, Blood Rock Cave Dungeon, seed world

Buying all the required ingredients to create the calamity incense stick from the devil merchant code, Wyatt began to set up an A-rank array formation that would help him create the calamity incense stick. Since he was planning to gift these incense sticks to DreDre, Wyatt decided to create them as alchemy items like in the dark realm instead of cards.

After setting up the array formation, Wyatt fed it the ingredients for the calamity incense stick, creating a batch consisting of 101 calamity incense sticks. Keeping one aside to awaken Cortney and Bloodette, Wyatt had the other hundred incense stick gift warped. Planning to present it to Dredre on the day her forest's spirit was born.

By the time Wyatt was done creating the incense stick, the Hive AI had already found the perfect path to remove the hypnotic suggestion implanted within Cortney. Now he needed to head back to the blood rock cave to remove the hypnotic suggestion inside Cortney and then awaken her and Bloodette by lighting the calamity incense stick. However, with Dredre on his branch, Wyatt did not dare to exit the seed world and enter the blood rock cave. He remembers how freaked out Dredre was the first time she was in the blood rock cave not to mention that Dredre was needed here to take care of her forest and budding forest spirit.

So Wyatt morphed into his human form while Dredre moved from his branch and on the top of his head, lying comfortably in his hair. Walking out of the isolated space, Wyatt found Susan awake and roaming the forest searching for Dredre.

"Ah!" Susan exclaimed seeing Wyatt suddenly appear next to her.

Wyatt placed his hand on Susan's lips, whispering urgently, "Ssh! She is still asleep," just as her voice threatened to disrupt the tranquility of the space. With a gentle hush, he ensured Dredre's slumber remained undisturbed.

"...," Susan's gaze locked with Wyatt's, her cheeks flushing with a shy intensity. Though she averted her eyes momentarily, there was a magnetic pull between them, evident in her hesitant yet determined stance. Despite her initial shyness, it seemed as though her very being yearned to draw nearer to Wyatt, betraying an unspoken desire for closeness.

"Hey, you," Wyatt whispered, his gaze tracing the crimson blush that crept across Susan's ear, neck, and collarbone. Each delicate curve seemed to beckon him, tempting him to press his lips against them, one by one, in a tantalizing sequence. The desire to savor the sweetness of each moment hung palpably in the air, as Wyatt's heart quickened with the anticipation of what might unfold between them. Yet, in that fleeting instant, time seemed to stand still, suspended in the delicate balance of longing and restraint.

"Hi, Wyatt. There is still time for the forest's spirit to be born. Did your training finish?" Susan asked as if unaware of the charged atmosphere enveloping them. Susan maintained her composed demeanor, avoiding direct eye contact with Wyatt. Yet, she subtly angled her body, offering him a glimpse of her delicate features adorned with a natural red blush. As Wyatt's warm breath caressed her skin, Susan's senses heightened, prompting her to close her eyes and bite gently on her lip, a reflexive response to the tingling sensation that coursed through her. Though she remained outwardly composed, inwardly, Susan's mind raced with unspoken thoughts and desires, unaware of the depths of longing mirrored in Wyatt's gaze, wondering, 'What is taking him so long? Why isn't he making his move?'

Since their unforgettable kiss, Susan and Wyatt found themselves seldom afforded moments of privacy together. Wyatt's demanding schedule seemed an insurmountable barrier, leaving them scant opportunity to steal time for themselves. Now, as they stood alone in a room, Susan's heart fluttered with anticipation, hoping Wyatt would seize the moment. Vulnerable yet hopeful, she stood before him, silently urging him to take the initiative.

However, as seconds turned to minutes, the anticipated move failed to materialize. Susan's anticipation gradually morphed into a gnawing sense of disappointment, tinged with a hint of confusion. She couldn't fathom why Wyatt, too, seemed reticent to bridge the unspoken gap between them. Despite the solitude they finally found, the palpable tension lingered, a silent reminder of the unspoken desires that simmered beneath the surface, waiting for the courage to surface.

With a mischievous grin adorning his lips, Wyatt gazed at Susan, bemused by her transparent anticipation. How could he miss the swirling thoughts evident in her demeanor? Yet, despite her unmistakable signals, their timing remained perpetually askew.

Just as Susan surrendered to her hopeful reverie, shutting her eyes in eager anticipation, their private moment was rudely interrupted by DreDre's awakening. Susan's closed eyes shielded her from DreDre's curious gaze, oblivious to the interruption as she waited expectantly for Wyatt to take action. However, fate had other plans, and Susan's anticipation was about to be met with disappointment once more.

As Susan continued to wait in anticipation for Wyatt to make his move, her anticipation was turning into irritation every second she waited for Wyatt to make his move on her. She wondered what else would a girl have to do to get a boy to make his move. She was a total rookie in this field and wondered if she was doing it wrong.

Then a sudden thought came to Susan's mind, since she was the older of the two, the romantic part of their relationship fell on her shoulders. So what if Wyatt was not making his move? Maybe she should be the one making the move and teach him a thing or two. But the problem was she had zero experience in this field.

"Susan, you are turning red do you have a fever?" ignorant Dredre finally broke the silence in concern for Susan's well-

being. Listening to Dredre's voice, Susan opened her eyes in shock to find Dredre staring at her in concern while Wyatt doing his best to hold his laughter back.