MMORPG: REBORN MARK ADVENTURE IN ONLINE GAME

Packing Up – Daniel Being Daniel

Mark shoved a few shirts into his backpack, trying to focus on the task at hand. They had to move fast—Liz had already set up the rental, and the longer they stayed here, the higher the chance of Sophie's people catching up.

Daniel, on the other hand, was taking his sweet time.

"This is exciting, don't you think?" Daniel grinned as he held up two shirts. "Mark, be honest. Am I more of a dangerous rebel in black or a mysterious heartbreaker in navy blue?"

Mark didn't even glance up. "Just pack."

Daniel sighed dramatically. "You have no vision." He tossed both shirts into his bag without folding them. "We're moving into a billionaire's mansion, Mark. This is the kind of thing people dream about! You could at least pretend to be excited."

Mark shot him a look. "We're not moving in for fun, Daniel. We're hiding."

Daniel smirked. "Hiding in luxury." He pulled out a pair of sunglasses from his bag and slid them on. "Maybe she has a pool. Maybe she has a private chef. Maybe she—"

Ana groaned. "Maybe you should actually pack instead of fantasizing."

Daniel turned to her, dramatically placing a hand over his chest. "Ana, please. A man must prepare himself mentally before stepping into high society."

Liz rolled her eyes. "You're renting a room, not inheriting an empire."

Daniel grinned. "Same thing."

Mark shook his head, zipping up his bag. "You do realize that the woman renting us this place is a billionaire, right? Not some college girl looking for a roommate?"

Daniel smirked. "Hey, billionaires are people too. Maybe she's lonely. Maybe she's looking for meaning in her life."

Ana scoffed. "And you think you're the meaning she's looking for?"

Daniel wiggled his eyebrows. "I'm every woman's dream."

Mark let out a slow, exhausted sigh. "I hate this plan."

Liz threw a sweater at Daniel's face. "Just pack, Romeo."

Daniel peeled the sweater off his head, still grinning. "Fine, fine. But if I end up charming our new landlady, don't be jealous."

Mark rolled his eyes. "Oh, trust me. That won't be a problem."

With Daniel still being insufferable, they finished packing and prepared to leave—headed to mansion

Mark sat in the backseat, staring out the window as the city blurred past. He tried to focus on the fact that they were heading toward safety, that this move made sense, but all he could think was:Why was I reborn in this hell?Daniel, sitting in the front passenger seat, had his feet propped up on the dashboard like he owned the car. Worse, he had taken it upon himself to make this drive as unbearable as humanly possible."So, ladies," Daniel began, stretching his arms behind his head, "this is kind of a special moment. Moving into a mansion together. Just the four of us. Feels like fate, don't you think?"Liz, who was driving, didn't even glance at him. "Feels like I should've left you on the curb."Ana sighed. "Daniel, shut up."But Daniel was already in full Daniel mode. He leaned toward Liz with a smirk. "Sis, have I ever told you how much I appreciate you? You're smart, independent, and honestly? The best driver I've ever had the pleasure of being chauffeured by."Liz's hands tightened on the wheel. "I will throw you out of this car."Mark sighed, rubbing his temples. Why am I even here? Why didn't I just let Alex and Liam catch me? Would that have been better? Maybe it would've been quieter…Daniel, apparently sensing that annoying his sister wasn't enough, turned to Ana. "And you, Ana—gorgeous, brilliant, probably the only one in this car with actual taste—"Ana cut him off. "Daniel, I swear to God—""—don't you think this is kind of romantic?" Daniel continued, unfazed. "The four of us, running from danger, moving into a mansion together? It's like the start of a dramatic romance novel." He grinned. "I think we should embrace it."Ana groaned. "I think you should jump out of the car."Mark exhaled sharply. "Daniel, if I have to listen to this for one more second, I'm jumping out of the car."Daniel turned to him with a wounded expression. "Mark, buddy, come on. You and me, we're the heart of this operation. You can't leave me alone with these two beautiful, but violent women."Liz and Ana, in perfect sync, both punched his arm."OW! Damn, alright, alright! No appreciation for my humor." Daniel rubbed his arm, still grinning. "But, in all seriousness… You think our new landlady's single?"Mark groaned and let his head fall back against the seat.Why am I still alive?The car sped toward the mansion, Daniel still talking, Liz gripping the wheel like she wanted to crash just to shut him up, and Ana contemplating murder.Mark had a feeling this was only the beginning of his suffering.

As they stepped into the mansion, Mark took a moment to process just how absurdly rich their new landlady was.

The place was massive—high ceilings, sleek modern decor, walls lined with expensive artwork. The kind of house where even breathing wrong felt like it would cost money.

Daniel, of course, had no such concerns.

"Wow," he whistled, looking around. "Now this is what I call living." He turned to the woman in charge, his signature smirk already in place. "So, Miss Billionaire, what should we call you? Or do I just stick with 'Gorgeous'?"

The woman stopped mid-stride and turned to him. "You can call me Celeste." She took another sip of wine, eyes unreadable. "And you can stop flirting."

Daniel grinned. "Impossible. It's in my nature. And honestly, Celeste, I think we should talk about this chemistry between us."

Mark pinched the bridge of his nose. Why is he like this?

Liz and Ana, meanwhile, both looked way too entertained.

Celeste arched a brow. "Chemistry?"

Daniel leaned casually against the nearest expensive-looking chair. "Oh yeah. You, me, a massive mansion, fate bringing us together? I think it's the start of something beautiful."

Celeste sighed, set down her wine, and—before anyone could react—grabbed Daniel by the arm, twisted it behind his back, and effortlessly flipped him onto the floor.

WHAM.

Silence.

Daniel groaned from the ground. "Ow."

Celeste smirked. "You were saying?"

Ana burst out laughing. "Oh my God. I love her."

Liz folded her arms, nodding approvingly. "Finally, someone puts him in his place."

Mark, for the first time that day, actually felt peace.

Daniel groaned, still sprawled on the floor. "Okay, first of all… ow. Second of all… I think I'm in love."

Celeste grabbed her wine again and took a slow sip. "Good. Then you can love me from a safe distance."

Ana grinned. "Celeste, if you ever need help throwing him out a window, just let us know."

Celeste smiled. "Noted." She gestured for them to follow her again. "Come on. I'll show you your rooms. Try not to touch anything expensive."

As they followed, Daniel staggered to his feet, rubbing his back. "Damn. She's strong."

Mark smirked. "So, still convinced she likes you?"

Daniel winced. "More than ever."

Liz rolled her eyes. "You deserved that."

Daniel sighed dramatically. "Maybe. But in my heart? Worth it."

And just like that, they had officially moved in—with a billionaire landlady who clearly wasn't going to put up with any of Daniel's nonsense.

Mark had a feeling this was going to be very interesting.

As they followed Celeste through the mansion, Daniel—still rubbing his back from where he'd been flipped—kept going.

"So, Celeste," he said, falling into step beside her, "are you secretly a martial arts master, or do you just enjoy manhandling handsome men?"

Celeste didn't even look at him. "I enjoy shutting up idiots."

Mark nearly choked on his own laughter. Liz and Ana? Absolutely thriving.

Daniel, undeterred, grinned. "Damn. You wound me."

Celeste finally turned her head slightly, giving him a very unimpressed look. "Not yet. But if you keep talking, I might."

Ana whispered to Liz, "I think I have a new role model."

Liz nodded. "I hope she throws him out a window next."

Meanwhile, Daniel just looked more entertained. "You know, Celeste, I think you and I got off on the wrong foot—"

Celeste suddenly stopped walking. Daniel, caught off guard, barely managed to halt himself before crashing into her.

She turned, and in one swift motion—she grabbed him by the collar and shoved him against the nearest wall.

Daniel blinked. "Oh."

Celeste leaned in slightly, voice dangerously smooth. "Listen, Romeo."

Daniel swallowed. "Yes, ma'am?"

"You're cute. I'll give you that. But if you keep testing me, I'll make you regret it."

Daniel, looking far too pleased with himself, smirked. "So you do think I'm cute."

Celeste let go of him so fast that he nearly stumbled forward. "I think you're an idiot."

Ana and Liz were dying of laughter.

Mark just ran a hand down his face. Why am I still here?

Celeste exhaled, clearly restraining herself. "Your rooms are upstairs. If you need anything, don't."

She turned and strode off, clearly done with them.

Daniel grinned, watching her go. "I love her."

Mark groaned. "Daniel. Stop."

Liz shook her head. "I give him a week before she actually kills him."

Ana smirked. "I give her three days."

Mark sighed, already regretting everything. This was going to be chaos.

And somehow, Daniel still wasn't done.