The Head Lord and the Rat Thief {Kamisato Ayato FanFiction}

Chapter 12 ~ The Red and the White

Chapter 12 ~ The Red and the White

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       While asleep, Caiome felt something pushing her, but she didn't wake up. She just mumbled, turned to the other side, facing the wall, hugged the blanket tightly, and pushed her butt to the edge of the crate. She was pushed again, but still didn't wake up. The third time, she mumbled a "Five more minutes." Finally, Thoma grabbed the mattress on which Caiome was sleeping and pulled it with astonishing force. Caiome rolled off the mattress and hit her head on the wooden edge of the crate.

       "What the fuck?" she yelled at a laughing Thoma with an air of superiority. "Do you think you're funny?" she said, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him, making him take a step back.

       She quickly shook her head, blinked slowly, trying to restore the image in front of her eyes. The hit with the wooden edge made her a bit dizzy.

       "No," Thoma said, placing the pillow back on the box, "but I think you should get to work, considering you have some changes in your schedule today."

       "Ugh," Caiome groaned, throwing herself back on the crate, covering her face with the pillow. "I'd rather suffocate on my own than get up."

       "Normally, I wouldn't object," he said, "but Lord Kamisato gave me clear instructions to convey to you regarding your duties for the banquet."

       Caiome left her hands near her head, with the pillow on her face, trying to breathe slowly.

       "You'll clean the terraces and the dojo," Thoma continued, unaware that Caiome wasn't really listening to him. "But after that, instead of the rooms and the lounge, you'll meet Lady Ayaka and a seamstress who will give you a costume for fitting adjustments until the banquet. Then Lady Ayaka will teach you some etiquette you need to follow at the banquet, considering you asked Lord Kamisato for this privilege in exchange for the performance. After that, you'll help with the final preparations, both me and Mrs. Nakamura. Then, if you have time left, you'll return to cleaning the swords, as you would normally do."

       "Ihim," Caiome half-asleep mumbled under the pillow.

       Thoma raised an eyebrow, grabbed the pillow, and hit her in the face.

       "All right, all right, I'm awake!" Caiome jumped up, bumping into a Thoma who seemed more irritated than usual.

       "I don't know what you did to Lord Kamisato to convince him to let you sit at the table with him and the others, or at least let you dance for the guests, but I won't let you fool me too. You have the chance to spend time with Lady Ayaka, although, if it were up to me, I would have forbidden you even to look in her direction. You don't deserve even a glance from her, let alone exchanging words or Lady Ayaka wasting her time teaching you manners. And I really don't understand your desire to attend the banquet as a guest, but at the slightest mistake, I'll personally kick you out. Understand?"

       Caiome blinked unimpressed at him. "Among all the threats I've received in my life, this was the cringiest and most... polite. And, by the way," she flashed a smile, batting her eyelashes, "you just said I fooled Ayato?"

       Thoma frowned. "What?" he said.

       "You said you won't let yourself be fooled by me too. That means you think I fooled Ayato. It means you consider Ayato a fool." Caiome jumped off the bed. "You think Ayato is a fool."

       She burst through the door, starting to run through the halls of the residence, and Thoma chased after her still holding the pillow.

       "Lord Kamisato~o!" she shouted loudly throughout the residence, holding her hands to her mouth like a megaphone. "Lord Kamisato~o! Thoma thinks you're a fo~ol!"