Love and Deepspace Rafayel's Birthday! 5★ "Unforgettable Adventure" Memoria (FULL Story + VO + Subs)

Hey guys, it's Lucille. Today, I'm going to read Rafayel's  "Unforgettable Adventure" Memoria. I just want to start off by saying thank you all for supporting and commenting  on my Love and Deepspace videos. It really makes me so happy to be able to  read and share the stories with you guys. If you love my videos, don't  forget to like and subscribe. Thank you so much! As noon approaches, my phone  buzzes with several new messages. Thomas has sent me a handful of tasks for the day. "Head to Deer

Grove at 1:20." "Explore the Ice Caves at 2:30." "Relax in the hot springs at 4:00." "And at 6:00...?" "The time after 6:00 is all yours." The sound of footsteps draws closer. I quickly shut off my phone and start  to admire the snow-covered scenery, pretending I didn't see Rafayel. Rafayel sets two hot drinks on the wooden  table, then pulls out a chair to sit down. "Hey, hasn't our journey  been a little too eventful?" "Has it?" I tear my straw wrapper, trying to keep  my expression as neutra

l as possible. "I won two spa vouchers when I traded in  my tickets at the foot of the mountain." "And then I got really lucky  and won some free drinks." "And that souvenir vendor?" "If I hadn't told them no, they would  have handed over their sled dog." "Wait, we're not about to be scammed, right?" I force out a chuckle and then take a swig of my  drink, pretending I didn't hear what he just said. "Nonsense." "It's probably because you're a nice  person, always helping out those in need." "It'

s good karma." "Besides, there are so many tourists. They  can't possibly be people who were bribed." "The next train will depart in 10 minutes.  Please walk to the platform and wait." "Rafayel, see that tourist train over there?" "If we miss it, we'll have to wait another hour." Worried he might get more suspicious, I slip his hand into my pocket and walk  faster, leading him to the station. "Why are you touchy-feely all of a sudden?" "Your ears are turning red  from being out in the cold." "I'

m just warming you up out  of the kindness of my heart." He opens his mouth as if to say something  but shakes his head and looks away. "Ahem... never mind, let's go." The tourist train winds its  way up the mountain path. Breathtaking views rush past the windows. Located near Linkon City, this quaint resort town experiences heavy snow because of  its high altitude and monsoons. It's a very popular tourist spot. In a rush, Thomas and I planned  this short trip a few days ago. We wanted to give R

afayel  an unforgettable birthday. Even though this is an "adventure" for Rafayel... ...the way Thomas put it together  seems way too deliberate and packed. I quietly sigh to myself and open my  notepad to double-check our schedule. I can only hope that no more "surprises" happen. The pages of the notepad turn until  I stop at a slightly aged photograph. The sunrise's golden rays  bathe the snowy mountain. A serene village is nestled  at the foot of the mountain. Meanwhile, a glittering ribbon-l

ike  river pushes long chunks of ice. This is the gift I prepared for Rafayel: a  unique perspective he has never seen before. I want to give him an unforgettable adventure. Look at Rafayel, just going with the flow. I'll assume he doesn't know for now... Suddenly, my phone rings. I quickly glance at the  caller ID and answer the call. It's the guesthouse owner. I move to the hallway and  lower my voice to a whisper. "Hello? Yes, I ordered the confetti and the cake." "Just leave them in the room

, thanks." "By the way, I need to trouble  you guys to book a shuttle bus so we can watch the sunrise at  Aurora Bay tomorrow morning." "All right! Now, we'll be picking  one person from the crowd." "They will get the chance  to have a close encounter with the friendly animals at Deer Grove." "And our lucky guest is... Number 23!" Rafayel does a double take as his number plate. "Hold on... me again?" Bewildered, he walks into Deer Grove,  surrounded by the enthusiastic staff. Suppressing my laug

hter, I whip up  my phone and take a photo of him. Suddenly, the deer loses interest in the deer pellets held by the other  tourists and surround Rafayel. Each one starts nibbling Rafayel's clothes. "Get your hands.. no, get your tongues off me!" "Help! They're going to eat me!" "Don't worry. The deer didn't mean it." "Maybe they never had seafood before..." "What are you talking about?" "If you were even a second later,  they would have eaten me for dinner!" "Look at these photos I took for you

." "They could easily make it into the  annual 'Man and Nature' photo exhibit." "Pretend I said nothing. Let's go." "At least there aren't any  weird animals in this cave." "Ladies and gentlemen. I would like to direct  your attention to the area ahead of us." "What we're seeing is a glacier cave  that was formed millions of years ago." "They say if you gather a handful of snow,  make a wish and then bury it in the ground, the Mountain Spirit will bless you." "It will also grant your wish..." He

aring this, I immediately bend  down and scoop up a handful of snow. Turning around, I realise Rafayel is gone. "Wait, where's Rafayel?" In the bustling rest area, Rafayel, who fell accidentally, is wrapped in  a blanket and curled up in a corner. He lets out a loud sneeze. I wanted him to be the luckiest  person in the world on his birthday... But unexpected mishaps keep  coming one after another. Though he didn't say anything, I still feel a  tinge of disappointment welling up inside me. "...C

ould you please draw a  smiley face on the cup for me?" After expressing my gratitude to the staff,  I take a cup of hot tea and turn to Rafayel, pretending nothing bad has happened. Lost in thought, he's staring  at a poster on the wall. Sensing my gaze, he turns around, extends  his hand from the blanket to wave at me, and then gestures toward the poster behind him. "Luxurious private hot springs  for just the two of you." "The best way to unwind!" I know he must be planning something. I glanc

e at him only to see a glimmer  of hope flickering in his eyes. Amidst the sound of gurgling  water, steam continues to rise. The vouchers I won came into use. Luckily, we were each assigned to a more  luxurious single-person hot spring pool. Under Rafayel's slightly resentful gaze, I wave to him and tell him to meet  me at the lobby an hour later. "Do you think relaxing in a hot  springs will wash away your fatigue?" "...It's hot." The sound of rippling water comes through  the other side of th

e wooden planks. Rafayel's voice is muffled. "There are rumours that the hot  springs here works wonders." "A quick dip makes all of your problems disappear,  and a good soak takes away all of your worries." I hear a thump from the other side. "Is everything okay, Rafayel?" No response. Now, I'm really worried. I can't help but call out to him again. "Over here! Someone passed out!" [Me: Oh my god, he passed out in the hot springs!] "Rafayel?!" Dusk descends before I know it. In the deserted cou

rtyard, the sparse  lighting in the distance dot the night. The atmosphere is very cosy. After leaving the hot springs inn, Rafayel and I  seamlessly avoid the topic of "what to do next". We walk side by side in the snow. Our gazes meet for a moment. I quickly look away, feeling guilty. "Are... we going to keep  walking around in circles?" I clear my throat. Rafayel hears me and stops in his tracks. He turns around to observe  the footprints we trampled on. He sighs, puts his hands in his pocket

s and stares  at the icicles clinging to the eaves of the roof. "Are you still waiting?" "Why would I be waiting?" "For the chance to wish me a happy birthday." [Me: He knows what we are up to...!] "You brought me here and  planned all these activities." "Wasn't it leading up to this moment?" As our eyes meet, he notices my silence. After a brief pause, he smiles. "Or did you actually drag me out into  the woods to sell me to someone?" [Me: Noo, why would I sell you?] I take off my scarf, tiptoe

to wrap it  around his head, and pull him towards me. Rafayel looks at me, taken aback. His face is almost completely  covered by the scarf. Only a wary gaze is left behind. "...What are you doing?" "Kidnapping you, obviously!" Rafayel lets me guide him through  the courtyard and hallway. With his eyes covered, he follows  me as we return to the guesthouse. "Help, please. Is someone there?" [Me: Oh my god, his acting is so bad lol!] "Lower your voice!" Passerby shoot us surprised  looks every n

ow and then. I quicken my pace. I close the door behind me. The room is already adorned  with all sorts of things: Colourful lights, balloons  and various decorations. It's all tasteful and cosy. Rafayel continues to play the role of a hostage. He stands by the door. "Miss Bodyguard... is this your first time  breaking the rules? You look kind of awkward." "I didn't say you could turn around!" Rafayel sighs and returns to facing the door. Frustrated that he knew about my plans, I pull the  cake

out of the fridge and stick candles in it. Before I take out the lighter,  Rafayel gently points to the cake. All the candles light up at once. "Um..." The candlelight's warm glow illuminates his face. I pause for a moment and  then quickly clear my throat. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday  to you, happy birthday, Rafayel!" As he's stunned, I seized the chance to pull the  party popper and shower him in colourful confetti. I try not to smile as I hold the cake before him. "Happy birthday,

Rafayel." "Thanks." He sounds a lot more serious  now. I feel a little uneasy. "You already knew about the trip Thomas  and I made since the beginning, huh?" "I got a phone notification  about a ticket 3 days ago." "It hoped I would have a wonderful  adventure for my birthday." "Watching you run around and get everything ready,  I figured I should pretend I was in the dark." "...That was very kind of  you. You have my gratitude." Under my watchful gaze, he clasps  his hands together and makes a

wish. As the candles flicker out  he's about to open his eyes... "Don't open your eyes yet!" "Why?" Even though he doesn't understand what's  going on, he keeps his eyes closed. I put the cake on the table next to us. Without making a sound, I  smear my finger with icing... [Me: We're going to play with him!] "What are you doing?" "I guess a certain someone who's busy  celebrating my birthday is still a 5-year-old." "I take that back. She's only 3." [Me: What? You're 3!] "Don't move. This is so

much fun!" [Me: Whoa. What is happening?] [Me: What happens if we don't pin him down?] [Me: I kind of want him to pin me down though.] [Me: Oh my gosh, you can lose...!] "When you're on the losing side, the  smart move would be to surrender." "Never!" "Why are you bullying me on  my birthday? You're a meanie." "Oh yeah, what's your wish?" "Wanna know?" "My wish is for you to always -" "Don't say it!" "Ah. Saying it means it won't come true." The night is as quiet as a whisper. The air is filled

with the enticing aroma  of cake, and the fireplace burns bright. The French windows reflect our  sitting figures on the floor. It's as if snowflakes were falling unto us. "Can you say something more  than just 'Happy birthday'?" "Well, I haven't given you  the most important gift." I tilt my head and think. "I hope you'll always be happy." "It's a little lame but practical." "And be loved." "Okay." "Stay healthy and live a long life." [Me: Wait, why is this MC giving such  bland answers... say

something more!] "...I'll do my best." Suddenly, he leans in. My heart  flutters along with his movement. "I am happy." "And whenever you're around, I'm very happy." Before dawn, I grab Rafayel and we hop on  the shuttle bus, headed for Aurora Bay. While the sky is still shrouded in the night,  the mountains have already begun to turn white. The mountains and rivers gradually  merge with the scenery in the photo. Excitement builds in my heart. Maybe this is what I've been searching for. The bus

stops in the field and I hop off. I drag Rafayel along with me. "Thanks for giving us a ride  so early in the morning." "You're welcome." "I will say that the spectacular view you  mentioned isn't easy to find. Good luck!" Hearing our conversation, Rafayel's  face shows a hint of curiosity. "What are we doing now?" "It's nothing, really." "Just one more gift." I lead him to a spot with a good view. We sit on a rock as we quietly wait for the dawn. "We can snuggle if you're feeling cold." Rafayel

's shoulder brushes against mine, his breath visible in the  cold air before it dissipates. "Thomas said that you never liked  having people celebrate your birthday." "Is there a reason?" "Not really. It's how I've  always felt since I came ashore." He stares at the mountains in the distance. His tone is light-hearted as if the  reason didn't hold a lot of weight. "On a day like this, I often think about the past so I prefer to be alone  and buried in my thoughts." "Is that it...?" "Honestly, my

birthday is like any other day.  There's nothing particularly worth celebrating." Not getting the answer I want, I feel a bit sad. Then, Rafayel leans his head against  my shoulder and pulls the blanket. After what feels like an eternity, light spills over the horizon and  bathes the mountains in a gentle glow. "Rafayel, look! It's such a  pretty snow-covered mountain!" "I can see that. Can you  please quiet down a little?" "It's kind of sad to die in an avalanche just for saying 'a pretty snow

-covered  mountain', don't you think?" "If you're going to shout, you should  say something you won't regret." "Really?" Knowing he would try to stop me, I  quickly cup my hands around my mouth. "Happy birthday, Rafayel!" A few seconds later, an echo  reverberates from the valley. Chuckling to myself, I point at the mountains. "See, the whole world is  wishing you a happy birthday!" Starlight fades, and over the snow-covered  peaks, the dawn's brilliant light appears. As the sky brightens, the s

ilhouettes of  the birds cut through layers of clouds. The first train of the day  emerges from the tunnel. The world is filled with warm light. "You really did climb over mountains  to just show me a view, huh?" "I wanted to give you an  unforgettable adventure..." "But I guess there were a lot  more blunders along the way." I pull out a picture from my backpack. It's the one I had tucked away in my notepad. "It's not exactly the same..." "There is no beautiful ring of light around the  sunrise

and the river isn't carrying ice either." Rafayel couldn't help but laugh  at my seemingly fanciful critique. "Do you know the story behind this photo?" "It was a gift from a teacher." "He said that I needed to observe the  world before I learned how to paint." "But in a world where it's 70% ocean and 30% land,  there would always be a 30% I couldn't grasp." "You know, his lessons always involved studying  and mimicking weird photos and old artworks." "I have no idea where he got them from." "B

ut I didn't want to stare at photos  and pictures and use my imagination." "I told him I couldn't paint what  I hadn't seen with my own eyes." "And then? Did you upset him?" "Oh, even worse." "When he couldn't argue with me, he spoke to  my family. I was grounded for several days." "But I wasn't going to just take it lying down." "That year, when it was my  birthday, they let me out." "I swam against the ocean currents from  the deep sea, afraid of being discovered." "I only extended my hand  pa

st the water's surface." "He said things from the shore  can't be brought to Lemuria, and anything from Lemuria can't survive on land." "What a liar. Look at me. I grew up just fine." "So what you really want is to see  the world beyond the shore, right?" "Yeah. Even if I search for something, it won't  be exactly like the image I have in my mind." "I need to see it with my own eyes, touch it  with my own hands, and understand it myself." The fleeting melancholy in Rafayel's  eyes disappears alm

ost instantly. Even back then, loneliness connected him  to the world he felt was unreachable. I wonder if the sea that was once his prison  has now become a world he couldn't grasp. I struggle to put my feelings into  words, unsure if I'm overthinking. A flick to my forehead makes me snap out of it. "What was that for?!" "My snot's about to be turned into icicles." "Since it's still early, we should  go home and sleep some more." "Hey, Rafayel?" "Yeah?" "Make a wish again... But to me this time

." "You really want to hear it?" "I wish the person who vowed to stay by my side  keeps her promise and is by my side every year." "And that she shows me her world..."