Chapter Twenty: Angel Vs. Human:

February 15th, 2011.

He glared at Charlotte at the kitchen table. Everything about him crept her out. Takashi’s mentor barely spoke. He only drank tea while she ate. It didn’t help that he watched her eat.

Charlotte lowered her chopsticks.

“Have I offended you somehow?” she asked. Takashi’s master said nothing. The woman struggled to say something else. Fine time for Takashi to be sleeping. She puffed up her cheeks.

“He’s doing fine,” Charlotte said. “You don’t have to worry about him. He’s in good hands with me.”

“Is that so?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said. His tone made her blood burn. I am not child, sir.

He wouldn’t stop staring at her. Charlotte clutched her chopsticks.

“What is it now?” she asked. The angel snorted.

“You aren’t normal,” he said.


He narrowed his eyes. “Strange… Your heart… I can’t hear it.”

Charlotte moved her hand to her chest. No… He can’t possibly…

“Should’ve known.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It won’t work for you and him,” Takashi’s master said.

“What do you mean? What are you talking about?”

“He may be blind, but I see what you are trying to do.”

“E-Excuse me?” Charlotte wrinkled her nose. “I don’t like what you are insinuating about me.”

“But I speak the truth, do I not?” the master asked.

“That’s not the point!”

“But am I right, aren’t I?”

“Shut up, old man.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“Nothing. Listen, how long are you going to stay with us?” Her eyes widened when he smirked. She shivered, but kept her stance.

“Oh,” the master said. “Until I get happy.”

“And that will be?”

“I’m. Not. Happy. Yet.”

Charlotte snorted and threw down her chopsticks. “I just lost my appetite. I’m going to go now. I have classes today. Good day, sir!” She got up and walked out the door.

At the table, the Master smirked over his tea. His work wasn’t done. On the contrary, he only began his private mission.

Back in his room, Takashi lay awake in his bed. He feared what would come next between Charlotte and his master.