Amane came to the Kashi house, her rage shook the souls, and each step broke stones.
Especially that of Natishia.
She was shivering like a wet kitten while looking at Amane from her chamber's room.
The castle's door opened to the fatal hurricane. "Greetings, assistant...Amane..."
The doormen looked at each other with terror and confusion.
When she reached the room door. Amane collected herself. She took a deep breath and patted her chest to relieve her anger.
"I'm coming in, Natishia-sama."
Natishia then dashed to the door and opened it quickly. Then, Bowed like a servant who welcomed his master.
"Amane-san~! Please come in!"
Then, she showed the way spreading her arm.
Amane looked down at her like a furious deadly wolf.
"Drop the act."
"Ah! Yes~!"
Amane then sat down, clapped her hands, and then crossed her fingers to suppress her violent temper.
"So what did you do? How did it all lead to "THAT"?"
"Oh my! It is just... I was a little... just~ a little bit flirty."
"A little? You're playing with people's emotions like nothing?"
"No! I swear I don't have any bad intentions. He was so cute in so many ways!"
"You are 47."
"Stop age shaming!"
"There is no such thing."
"There is! Huff! Anyways, so we played together and he played fine. We were a great duet and even called the "unbreakable couple"! That's serious, you know!"
"Oh sure, it is! Wait until he finds out that a woman the age of his grandmother is playing couple with him on a video game."
"That's the point! it needn't really be me the one he'll be meeting."
"Oh my god!" Amane rolled her eyes crazy annoyed.
"No! No! Wait! Please do me this only favour! Please~!"
"Yes! Right! Lie to the guy and go on a date with him in your place."
"Not specifically a date. He said we can just meet."
"He may be a guy I know. His name resembles one of my friends."
"Although it may not be the case because it's just a nickname, isn't it great?"
"No, it's not! It would be too much of a coincidence!"
"It IS a coincidence, actually!"
Amane then stood up. There was no single spot she didn't reach, wondering here and there, trying to collect her thoughts.
"Fine! But that will cost you additional money!" "Yep! I am fine with it! Deal then?"
"Yes, yes! Just... you need to give me the essential information considering the game so that I won't be lost in the conversation with the guy."
"Yes, I got you! Then~ let's buy you a beautiful dress for the date_, I mean the meeting while we talk about everything!"
"O Lord mercy!"
*****
"Whatcha doing?"
"Usui, guess you're bored enough to call me."
"Guessed it right!"
"Haha! Then you can guess what am I doing now?"
"I don't know, hearing the sounds around you, 're you perhaps cooking?"
"Yep!"
"What? I didn't know you can cook!"
"Haha! Well, since our parents died, I was the one to do the cooking and the cleaning. You know, sister is working hard at the company. I may at least be the one doing these chores."
"You are a good boy, bud!"
"Haha! yeah, whatever. Anyways, I was thinking maybe I should prepare the dinner so I won't face the embarrassment of people having hard time picking the food suitable for me, and ending up eating well done fish like that time with Amane-san."
"Good point! Don't forget the dessert!"
"Yes, yes! Of course!"
"Haha! Well decorated! K?" Said Usui in a sarcastic tone.
"Are you making fun of me right now?"
"Nope! Hehe." Giggled Usui.
"Yeah well, am happy with what am doing anyways. Not like I'm embarrassed with it."
"No, seriously, you're sick! Not anyone can cook! You see, I can't even crack an egg right! I just can't guess the lucky woman!"
"Though I needn't guess yours anymore."
"Hey!"
"Just kidding! Just kidding!"
"Yeah, well, you prepared your suit?"
"Yep, my sister's pick! Hope the lady won't be afraid of my big figure."
"Am not talking about that. I mean the suit for the "Journée costumée" tomorrow."
"Oh, that! I didn't think much about it. Anything will do. Rather than that, I gotta go, bud. Still less than 2 hours before the meeting."
"Ye, ye. You can go."
"Bye."
Usui threw his body laying on the bed.
He was looking around the room, digging a way out of the unbearable boredom.
He was fully conscious that Sunday can't go by in vain.
So he decided to go stay with Aoi, who was burning her hands fire between the files and the computer work.
"Hey, old lady."
"Yes." Answered Aoi, Her vision dead hooked to her work.
"I need money."
"Yeah, right. I'll look into that in a little minu_."
"Won't you just look at me?" Yelled Usui.
Aoi lifted her head and gave him the annoyed glare.
"Kid, I'm busy. Like really busy!"
Then she grabbed the cup of cold coffee from an hour ago and took a sip.
"Still. Am bored. Let's do something! Am your husband anyway."
To her surprise, Aoi spilt the coffee and hurried to the tissue paper to wipe her mouth.
"Kid, don't be ridiculous."
"Huff! You're no fun."
Usui sat on the sofa, staring at the void empty-minded.
"Don't you have a girlfriend? Go ask her out." Suggested Aoi. You could see her eyes becoming bigger behind her glasses as she was examinating the overlaping words on the files.
"I called her. She said she was shopping for her new dress, and told me not to come. Maybe it's because she gets annoyed with me complaining about how much she comes and goes and how many she tries and buys."
"Does she always use your money?"
Usui gave her the doubtful look, troubled indeed with her question.
"What's the prob with that? Am the man! Am the one to be spending money."
Hearing that, Aoi let go of her files. She sat straight, laying her back comfortably on the sofa, and crossed her arms and legs.
Usui couldn't read her expression. Sarcasm? Anger? No! It was rather a mixture of blame and sympathy.
"How about we study something?"
"What?"
"Yeah, I mean, I'm a senior at Python. Python SQLite! You study that at school, right?"
"Yeah, well, we do. And it's killing me, really!"
"Great then! Come! I'll show you some amazing tricks. Even your teacher's jaw will drop in shock."
Hearing that, Usui got excited like a child who got the candy. He couldn't hide his greening face.
He quickly pressed his fingers to his lips and held his chin with his thumb.
Then, he turned away to bring his books.
"How boring. But fine, since you're an old lady."
*****
After a long ride to the beach, Ahmed got off his bike, giving up his body to the brief yet everlasting moment of peace.
He took a deep breath, letting the fresh salty air fill his chest and soul, as the breeze was brushing his hair away from his eyes, clearing a great view of the crushing yet sparkling waves
It was one of a mythical instant.
One that tells the sin of the clouds to come, blow the wind, break the ocean drops, switch its gem-blue shine to their tears-silver reflection, and then finally depart unpunished.
Ahmed took his phone to call the anonymous lady, as he was throwing his gaze here and there looking for the one who would first take the call.
He found her.
She was wearing a cotton-white dress. on which faintly green vines were branching around her, delicately meeting the blooming ruby roses within.
"Hello!"
It was a soft yet familiar voice, which made Ahmed's nervousness fade suddenly.
She turned round, and so did his heart.
The light breeze was brushing her night-black hair, making it difficult for Ahmed to see her.
Little by little, the passing cloud raised the sunlight veil off her face.
His heartbeats went crazy, making his face blush mad.
His consciousness was questioning if it was fine for him to feel that way.
Was it because he figured out that she was pretty, or was it that now, she became prettier. With the fine makeup, painting her face as perfect as Ahmed felt it was at that moment.
"A... Amane-san?!"