Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Empress Lovers ❯ Hang-Ups ( Chapter 26 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter Twenty-Six: Hang-Ups:
February 23rd, 2011.
10:00 a.m.
“I can't stand it,” Charlotte complained. “His
mentor is so creepy.”
“Are you ready to start?” April asked.
“Yes,” the American woman said. April walked over to
the other side of the room. An ornate box sat on the table. The
shinigami took in a breath and opened the lid. Charlotte peeked
up.
“It's a nightmare,” she said. “He just stares at
me, judging.”
“How are things with you and Takashi?” April asked.
“Good,” Charlotte said.
“Any progress yet?”
“Nope. I worry there won't be with his master
around.”
“That bad, huh?”
“Yeah.”
April examined the box's contents. “What's he like? His
master, I mean.”
Charlotte frowned. “Mean and creepy. He sticks his nose up at
me.”
“I'm going to look at something really quiet for a few
minutes, okay?”
“Okay.”
April picked up a metal rod. She poked into the box. Charlotte
winced and closed her eyes.
“Ow,” she whispered. The English shinigami poked around
in the box a little bit longer.
“Hold on,” she said. “I just need to see
something a little bit longer. Just bear with me.”
“Yes,” the test subject said. April poked around in the
box for a little bit longer. She set down the rod.
“No good,” the shinigami said. “I can't get close
enough. The tissue keeps growing back.” April lifted her
head. Charlotte sat across the room, panting.
“What happens now?” she asked. The English shinigami
sighed.
“We'll keep looking for a way to see the core,” she
said. “We'll have to do it without harming the
tissue.”
“What should I do for now?”
“About which… this or Takashi's master?”
Charlotte leaned back with her arms behind her head.
“Both.”
April closed the ornate box. “The experiment, wait until we
have a way to look at the core without damaging the
tissue.”
“And Takashi's master?”
April gave her a sympathetic smile. “Are you free for the
rest of the day?”
“Yeah.”
“Let's have lunch together on my break. You look like you
want someone to unload on.”
For once today, Charlotte perked up. “That would be so
helpful to me.”
The English shinigami locked up the box. “See you at
one?”
“Text me?”
“Yeah.”
“Fine.” Charlotte left for the morning and April went
back to work.