Camille & Sakura

“ Tell me, Kaito! “ She approached him furtively until only an inch of distance was left as she added, “ Are you going to soothe my anger? “

Kaito, taken aback by their nearness, experienced a profound sense of embarrassment that inhibited his ability to articulate his thoughts. Observing her closely, Sakura swiftly became aware of her situation and regained her composure as if engaged in automatic response.

“ Make sure you finish the soup, okay? “ She walked backwards from him as he continued to stare at her.

Turning to leave, she added, “ I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything. Also, I’m not planning on going anywhere, so you can relax. “

Silently leaving the room, Kaito gasped, “ She took me by surprise there. Not only that, but if we had remained in that position any longer, she would have noticed—”

At the same time, in the kitchen, Sakura screamed internally, “ Sakura, what was that just now? A moment later, and I would have jumped him. It’s a good thing I found an excuse to leave, or who knows what would have happened. “

Sakura tended to the utensils she used to make the soup for Kaito. Finishing things up in the kitchen half an hour later, she was just about to head to her room when she heard knocking on the door.

“ Who could that be? “ She wondered.

Opening the door within seconds, she gasped in surprise when she saw the one who had showed up on her front door. “ Camille Green? “

“ Yes, it’s me, Ambrose-San. “ She uttered shyly before promptly adding, “ Sorry for showing up announced like this, but—”

Unable to finish her statement, Sakura’s expression turned sour in an instant. Seeing the reaction she was now harboring across her face, Camille asked, “ Ambrose-San, is everything all right? “

Not minding in the least what she was saying, Sakura hurled, “ Come out this instant! “

“ What? “

Camille was taken aback by the hurling, but Sakura didn’t back down as she kept on with her statement.

“ There’s no use hiding like a leash because I can sense your presence. Come out quietly! “

—

Still confused, it was only the moment Christopher dismissed the spell that was making him invisible that things started to make sense to her.

Seeing Christopher standing before her, she asked coldly, “ What brings you here, Angel Christopher? Was my warning last time a bluff to you? “

Christopher flinched at Sakura’s words. Not having the time to react in any way, Camille took his defense and said while gazing at Sakura, “ Please don’t be angry at him, Ambrose-San! He took me here because I asked him to. “

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Startled by the statement, Sakura asked, “ Are you trying to say you’re able to see him? “

“ Yes, I can see him. “ She nodded and added, “ I can see him just fine. So please, Ambrose-San, don’t hold him accountable for this! “

Sighing, she said, “ Let’s talk inside, shall we? “

Inviting them in, Sakura made coffee and brought it over to the drawing room. Handing one cup to Camille, she expressed herself thankfully, “ Thanks, Ambrose-San. “

With only a cup left in the tray, Sakura said, “ I have no clue whether angels drink human-brewed tea or not. What do you think? “

Trying her best to act natural, Christopher beamed as he took the remaining cup and said, “ We very much enjoy tea. Thank you very much, Sakura Fambrose. “

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Not saying anything back at him, Camille drank a small amount of the tea served to her before putting the cup down on the table.

Staring at Sakura for a minute, she uttered, “ Sorry again for showing up unannounced, but I needed to talk to you about something, Ambrose-San. “

“ What did you want to talk about? “ She asked Camille, and in response, she said, “ That drawing— Did you throw it away in the end? “

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Confused, Sakura recalled the drawing she had made of Kaito and asked Camille, “ Why are you asking me that? Do you want it? “

“ No, that’s not it. “ She said hesitantly.

Still not understanding what Camille was trying to tell her in the end, she turned to Christopher and demanded an explanation from him.

Explaining the situation to her and also how he came across Camille, the situation started to sink in as to what exactly Camille wanted from her.

Staring at the shy girl in front of her, Sakura extended her hand and said, “ If you have it with you, may I see it? “

“ What? “

Confused, Sakura clarified the situation to her. “ You wrote something, didn’t you? May I take a look at it? “

Surprised, Camille was still hesitant to show Sakura her writing. Just then, she said, “ It’s okay if you don’t want to—”

Sensing the disappointment through her tone, Camille’s hesitation vanished in a flash. Taking out her phone from the purse she had brought along, she opened the page on which her writing was situated and handed it to Sakura.

“ I’ve only written this much. “ She mumbled as Sakura took the phone from her.

Clasping her hands nervously, Sakura read the small chunk she had written and said, within five minutes of reading, “ That’s not bad, Green-San. Not bad at all. Would you happen to have more of this by any chance? “

Stunned by Sakura’s words, Camille asked, “ Are you serious, Ambrose-San? You’d like to see more of my writing? “

“ Yes, that’s what I said. “ She nodded before elaborating her claim, “ It may not be much, but I enjoyed what I read. You’re pretty good at this. Have you ever considered being a writer in the future? “

“ A writer? “

Taken aback, Sakura continued her statement, “ With what I can see here and with lots of practice, you’ll make it as a writer if you’re committed enough. “

Touched by the feedback Sakura gave her, she was alarmed. So much that she didn’t realize the moment her emotions were busting out of control.

“ Are you crying? “

In response to the tears, Camille said, “ It’s the first time for me receiving a compliment for my work. Thank you so much, Ambrose-San. It means so much to me to hear you say you like my work. “

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Although she was happy to hear Camille’s true feelings, she was also confused at the same time. What did she meant through those words?

Not daring to ask her the question burning through her lips, Camille finished the rest of the cup. After a while, as it was getting late, Camille stood to leave.

“ Thanks for receiving me today, Fambrose-San. “ She expressed herself politely to Sakura, who responded naturally, “ It was no trouble at all. Good luck with your writing, Green-San. “

Nodding, she turned to leave. Opening the door for her, she looked back and said, “ Your drawings are very beautiful. If you don’t mind my asking, would you keep drawing? “

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Not answering her question, Camille stepped out of the house, closely followed by Christopher. Shutting the door right then, she recalled Camille’s last statement and mumbled, “ Why did she mention that at the end? Truly, for what purpose did she come? “

Moments later, while entering her room, she stumbled upon Kaito, who was soundly asleep.

“ He finished the soup I made for him. “ She beamed as she found the bowl empty.

Taking the bowl and about to exit the room, she stumbled upon something on the ground. Putting the bowl down, she picked up the paper from the ground and noticed it was her drawing.

“ Are you going to throw it away? “

Recalling Kaito’s words, she stared at the drawing without a word. Putting the drawing on her desk, she stepped out of the room with the bowl of soup.

Five minutes later, she returned to the room with her sketch notebook and a pencil. Sitting at the desk, she started sketching inside her sketching notebook for approximately half an hour.

When she was done, she mumbled, “ This is good. I didn’t realize it before, but he’s pretty easy to draw. Drawing is such a nice hobby for someone to have. “

Meanwhile, in the Green household, Camille was more inspired than ever as she took on writing seriously for once, without fear or doubt.

Christopher, who was watching her from the side, grinned abundantly as he gazed at her trying her best at something she truly enjoyed.

Three days later, as Sakura was about to head to school, Kaito asked her, beaming, “ May I accompany you to school, Sakura? “

“ Kaito? “

Kaito, whose fever had broken down after the care Sakura had provided him, was as lively as ever. Making his way across the room, he asked again, “ Would you mind if I came with you? “

In response, she said, “ As much as I’d like you to come, you’re still recovering from the fever you had, so I think it’d be best if you rested a little bit more. “

“ But I’m fine now, Sakura. “ He said, complaining to Sakura, who sighed.

“ Why won’t you listen to me for once? “

Answering her, he said, “ Because I’m your guardian angel, and as such, I have to be by your side at all times. “

Startling him a little, she checked his forehead for any remaining fever. Flinching at her touch, she removed her hand within a few seconds and said, “ Your fever broke down, so I’ll let you come with me. But, you must promise me to take it easy. Do we have a deal? “

“ Yes. “ He nodded.

Momentarily later, reaching school, Sakura made her way inside and sat down for about five minutes before exiting the classroom.

Returning to the classroom less than ten minutes later, she was stunned to find a folder on her desk.

“ What’s this? Who put this here? “