I am the Entertainment Tycoon-Chapter 914: Better Than Us?

Flower Bunny Inn, Moon Blossom Village, Heartwood Mountains.

1:29 PM, Friday, April 30th.

Ayia, Shizuka, Aurora, Samantha, June, Ryoko, Sayuri, Kaori, Kumiko, Shoko, Lauren, Gwen, Kin, and Max.

These were the ones sleeping while Theo enjoyed the beautiful day over the mountains. After a lovely breakfast, Theo decided to read a book on the inn’s terrace, where it was possible to see the amazing views of the mountains and the village.

Theo was enjoying the mountain breeze while reading a good book when he suddenly felt his phone vibrating in his pocket.

’Hm.’ He noticed, but he was so focused on the book’s story that he decided to let it go.

But suddenly, just a few minutes after, his phone started vibrating like crazy.

"What the...?" Theo asked himself as he picked up his phone.

As soon as he saw his phone screen, he saw that he was receiving dozens of messages coming from their group’s chat.

Theo’s group of friends had an exclusive chat group on the message app they used, and it was called ’DetectiveGang’. Aurora had changed the group’s name after they found themselves drawn into the Flower Bunny mystery.

Theo’s phone buzzed with an insistent, almost frantic rhythm, jolting him out of his literary trance. He blinked, the text on the page blurring as he fumbled for the device that had so rudely interrupted his serene afternoon. His eyes widened as he saw the sheer volume of notifications from their "DetectiveGang" chat. He smirked, picturing his friends, recently awoken from their glorious slumber, scrambling to comprehend his perfectly staged photo of a solitary breakfast and a book reading on the terrace. He could practically hear their sleepy groans and indignant squawks echoing across Moon Blossom Village.

The first few messages were a predictable cacophony of groggy greetings and bewildered questions. Kaori, ever the early riser (relatively speaking), kicked things off with a string of question marks, followed by a dramatic pronouncement: "OMG, did anyone else see Theo’s post?! Is he living the dream while we’re still hibernating?!"

Sayuri chimed in with a single, damning emoji: 😴, followed by "Seriously, Theo? Flaunting your peace while we’re still trying to remember our own names?"

Aurora, never one to miss an opportunity for dramatic flair, declared, "The betrayal! The sheer audacity of enjoying sunshine and literature whilst his little sister battles the demon of the duvet!"

Sam simply asked, "Is that coffee? Because I need coffee. And possibly a swift kick to the brain."

The conversation devolved into a delightful mess of accusations, self-pity, and thinly veiled envy.

June, notoriously light-headed after any period of unconsciousness, pleaded, "Theo, share your secrets! How do you achieve such levels of awareness without spilling your tea everywhere?"

Ryoko, who had a particular fondness for snacks, lamented, "Did he eat all the good pastries? I swear I could hear them calling my name last night."

Ayia, always the most dramatic, posted a series of exaggerated crying emojis, declaring, "My dreams were of croissants, and Theo’s reality is... this. The injustice! I’ll have to bite him hard! Only this way can I keep my pride as the girlfriend boss!"

Shoko attempted to rally the troops: "Okay, everyone, deep breaths. We’ll get there. Just... try to remember where you put your shoes."

Kumiko, meanwhile, was still lost in the ether, her contributions limited to random bursts of incoherent syllables.

Theo chuckled, imagining the collective groan that would sweep through the Flower Bunny Inn. He tapped out a reply, his fingers dancing across the screen. "Morning, guys! So sorry to disturb your beauty sleep. Just enjoying the tranquility of Moon Blossom Village and the Heartwood Mountains. The view from the terrace is *chef’s kiss*." He then added a carefully curated photo of his book, his coffee, and the majestic mountain backdrop. He knew the envy would be palpable.

Ryoko’s response was almost instantaneous, "Theo, you MONSTER! Did you at least leave us some of those honey-glazed walnut pastries? I dreamt they were singing opera to me." Shoko piped up, "Forget pastries, Ryoko, I’m still trying to locate my left sock. Anyone seen a rogue argyle?"

Sam, her dry wit shining through, simply sent a GIF of a sloth moving at glacial speed, captioned, "My brain right now."

Gwen, meanwhile, was already composing a ballad about the injustice of early risers, which Theo suspected would be heavily influenced by the lack of caffeine in her system.

Theo, still basking in his self-inflicted glory, typed back, "To answer all your pressing questions: yes, the coffee is excellent, and unfortunately, the pastries were too compelling to resist. As for socks, Gwen, I saw you throwing your socks away last night. I seem to remember you saying that ’they were suspicious of conspiring against your feet’. Don’t worry, Detective Gang, your hero is on the case... of enjoying the sunrise."

He then added a laughing emoji, already anticipating the next wave of digital indignation from his beloved, hangover friends.

"OMG, Theo, you absolute traitor!" June’s message popped up, a flurry of exasperated emojis following it. "I’m pretty sure the sunrise in my room was just a dull grey. And you’re out there living in some postcard from the Heartwood Mountains. I hope your coffee tastes like disappointment, you sun-drenched fiend!"

Ryoko, never one to be outdone in dramatic flair, added her own grievance: "Fiend is right! I saw a squirrel outside my window, and it looked smug. Smug! It probably saw your terrace view and decided to mock my existence. You’re corrupting the local wildlife, Theo!"

Kaori, usually the most level-headed, was surprisingly vocal, contributing, "Honestly, Theo, I’m pretty sure your cheerful disposition is a direct result of you hoarding all the good vibes. Share the sunshine, man! Or at least tell us if the pastries were *that* good, so we can properly hate ourselves for sleeping in."

Shizuka, who was usually quiet in the chat, finally chimed in with a simple yet potent, "Betrayer." It was so understated, yet carried the weight of their collective, slumbering resentment.

Sama sent a GIF of a person dramatically face-palming. "Theo, we’re all collectively deciding to rename this ’The Flower Bunny Inn of Extreme Envy.’ My brain feels like it’s running on dial-up. Send help. Or at least a virtual pastry."

Even Kumiko managed a coherent string of words: "Mmm... coffee... pretty mountain... bad Theo."

The sheer audacity of Theo’s idyllic morning, broadcast for all their groggy eyes to see, was more than their still-forming consciousness could handle. They imagined him, smug as a cat that got the cream, sipping his coffee and pretending he wasn’t aware of the digital storm he was brewing.

Theo, scrolling through the incoming barrage of mock-outrage and playful curses, couldn’t help but let out a hearty laugh. "Alright, alright, you grumpy bears!" he typed back, a mischievous glint in his eye. "My apologies for the accidental promotion of my own happiness. For the record, the pastries were indeed opera-worthy, Ryoko, and the coffee is so good, it might actually be a crime. As for the socks, Gwen, my investigation into your nocturnal sock-flinging escapades is ongoing. Don’t worry, I’ll solve this sock-spiracy right after I finish this Chapter. Stay strong, DetectiveGang, your day in the sun will come... eventually." He winked digitally, knowing full well the chaos he’d unleashed and thoroughly enjoying every moment of it from his mountain perch.

It was in such a way that the day started for most of them, with a flurry of insults against the friend who flaunted what he had been enjoying without them.