Agatha originally expected Kiba to dream of strong powers and eternal life given his background. But when Kiba said he was not interested in those things, she expected him to dream of a happy, stable family, or peace, or wealth.
She even thought perhaps he would want to meet his parents. Those were the things a man, especially someone who rose from the bottom of society, would find attractive.
She never imagined Kiba would dream only of sex and vanity along with avarice. Now he was asking her if this was too much to ask?
"Do you want to enjoy every phase of your life? That's a fine dream. But other dreams are not so fine!
"Do you want to make love with every beauty out there? You want to taste the best liquor and the best food? And you also want to have an affair with wives while their husbands die out of shame and envy?
"Yes, you are asking for too much! Why don't you ask for the world while you are at it?"
Agatha didn't speak out her thoughts aloud. She could tell from Kiba's voice and demeanor that he was serious about his dreams. She didn't want to hurt his ego. In the end, she thought she didn't have the right to judge him, no matter how outlandish his dreams were.
"No, it is not too much to ask. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. I am sure you would succeed," Agatha answered with a forced smile.
Kiba started laughing. He could easily guess what she was thinking, but he didn't care. He knew his dreams might be looked down upon by society, but to him, it didn't matter. It was his life, and he wanted to live it in his own way!
Perhaps his life would be short with no glory or honor, but in the end, there would be no regrets. He could die with a happy smile.
Why should he worry about what others would think after he died? The only thing he cared about was what he would think of himself if he wasted his life!
"The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams!"
Kiba remarked before leaving the balcony. Behind, Agatha was struck on the spot, her mind flashing with his words.
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Kiba entered the hall. Bella Advins was singing her latest single while the guests continued to enjoy the food and wine.
Most of the tables were full of guests, but there were a few tables with a chair or two empty.
Kiba stepped towards a round table occupied by fashion models. There was space for a single person.
"Ladies, do you mind if I join you?" Kiba asked the ladies with the courtesy of a proper gentleman.
The ladies were charmed by his appearance, just like he was by theirs.
"We would love to have your company," a blonde model replied.
"Thank you," Kiba made himself comfortable in the chair. A waiter nearby filled the glass with wine.
"It seems the rumors weren't unfounded," the blonde model added, trying to strike a conversation with him.
"Rumors? I hope you haven't heard anything bad about me. The rumors are often exaggerated," Kiba replied while taking a sip of the wine.
"The ones I heard were rather flattering, but perhaps you might be right. They could be exaggerations!" the model flirted with him. She was wearing a tight-fitted red dress revealing her cleavage.
"I did say they were 'often' exaggerated but not always. To me, it seems the details you heard were true," Kiba replied.
"We can verify the details if you want!" The blonde model handed him her card.