Omurice

"Um ... Hello?"

Casey stared flatly at the girl in front of her. It was like being reluctant to take the hand. However, her bad attitude can lead her to unclear rumors. Considering now that they are in a crowd of people. Finally, Casey couldn't help but take the hand, letting the girl help him.

"Oh my God! Your shirt is so dirty! I have a change of clothes, do you want to wear mine first?" bargained the girl with short brown hair. Slim build, milk-white skin, large eyes with curly eyelashes. Everyone could tell that this girl was so charming.

"Erica, are you helping her? You're so kind!"

"I told you she was like an angel!"

"Ugh, you guys are exaggerating!" said the girl named Erica, while chuckling softly.

Casey almost rolled her eyes in embarrassment. She forced a smile. "I'm fine, thank you."

"Huh? Hey, your shirt is dirty and wet. You could get sick!" Erica said in a worried tone. Without waiting for Casey's answer, the girl immediately grabbed Casey's arm and ran towards the toilet.

"You can use this." Erica handed Casey a long, peach-colored sweater.

"I'm really okay. It's not wet anymore, really. Thanks for worrying." Casey was still trying to resist.

The beautiful girl, who had been smiling and wearing a friendly face, was now frowning. "Not polite, you know. Keep rejecting people's kindness."

"In fact, I refused because I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore!" Casey screamed in her head.

Finally, very forced, Casey accepted the sweater. "A—alright."

"Yeay, thank you!" Erica said as she clapped her hands in pleasure.

"I should be the one thanking you."

Erica chuckled softly as she pushed Casey into the bathroom cubicle. "Then change it."

From inside, Casey pondered. She was so caught off guard because she was so excited about her relationship with Eric that she forgot that Erica could try to approach her at any moment. Casey took a deep breath. Sure enough, her life will be more dramatic because of the presence of this woman.

Like it or not, Casey has to face it. At least she would think of a thing or two, still trying to avoid the climax of a conflict that would make her uncomfortable.

After Casey finished wearing the clothes borrowed from Erica, she reluctantly went out to meet the hero, which Casey didn't really expect.

"Is it finished?" Erica asked a rhetorical question. Casey answered only with a nod.

"Thank God you're okay. I just saw it was very upset. That person is completely irresponsible!" irritated Erica, fiery.

Casey smiled faintly. She still had to be nice, because it was impossible for her to openly show that she didn't like the girl without a clear reason for some people. "Thank you once again. You helped me."

"No problem! My name is Erica, and I am a freshman majoring in architecture. How about you?" she asked, introducing herself.

"My name is Gwen. Just like you, I'm also majoring in architecture."

"Wow! It turns out that there are friends from the same major! I'm already afraid of not having friends because there are more of them from different majors," she said. "I hope we can be good friends!" she continued, smiling sweetly beyond the sweetness of a macaron.

"Ah... that sucks," Casey thought.

Casey nodded with a smile. "Yeah, good friends. Really good."

***

Casey finally arrived at the magnificent mansion owned by the Wilson family. Her body was so tired and she wanted to quickly take a warm bath. As well as washing clothes that were stained with brown stains earlier. If left too long, these stains are increasingly difficult to remove. Casey walked towards the bedroom with languid steps, subconsciously meeting Luke, but she kept walking without greeting her fierce master.

Of course, Luke was a little surprised to see Casey's behavior. The man stopped in his tracks and then turned back to look at Casey who was still walking languidly.

"Is she all right?" he asked, surprised.

Casey plopped down on the bed as soon as she got to her room. Thinking about what happened today. Bad. Still feeling annoyed at failing to dodge. The girl took a deep breath and then got up again, she didn't want to stay in bed for long before her body was clean. Afraid to be lulled and then sleeping until the morning.

***

"Good morning, Eric! Today you're not hard to wake up, huh," said Casey after one attempt to wake Eric and immediately succeeded. She opened the windows so that sunlight could enter Eric's large room.

The man was still reluctant to wake up even though his eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling blankly. Realizing his young master hadn't responded, Casey walked over to Eric.

"Eric?"

Still no response. However, those brown eyes now met Casey's. A faint smile was etched on that handsome face, his straight hair blowing in the breeze that came from outside the opened window.

"Good morning, Gwen," said Eric.

"Oh my ... like a prince who just woke up after a thousand years of sleep ...." Casey thought in awe.

Eric started to get out of bed, his messy hair made a sexy and funny impression at the same time because one of his bangs was sticking up. The man stretched his body as he yawned.

"Did you sleep well?" Casey asked and got a nod from the man.

"Take a shower, breakfast will be ready in a minute."

"Are you going to campus today by bus?" asked Eric.

"Of course."

"Then yesterday, did you really go home alone? I was looking for you when the event was over."

Casey stopped cleaning. She turned to Eric and smiled. Before Casey replied, Eric waved his hand, which meant no.

"You don't need to answer, I already know the answer. I'm going to take a shower. Do you still want to be here?" teased Eric.

"N—no, soon—"

"It's okay if you still want to be in my room, or do you want to take a bath with me?" Eric was still teasing him, raising and lowering his eyebrows. While Casey's face was getting redder like a boiled crab.

"I have taken a bath!" Casey snorted.

"Hmm, that means if you haven't, do you actually want to take a bath with me?"

"... why are you teasing me, huh?" Casey scowled in annoyance, holding back her embarrassment and her pounding heart. The man in front of her just laughed in satisfaction.

"I'm joking. But if it's serious, I won't refuse."

"Eric!!" Casey exclaimed indignantly. Eric immediately ran to the bathroom to avoid Casey's annoyance. The girl took a deep breath as she calmed her beating heart. Casey remembered something.

"Ah, but Eric," she called.

"Hm?" Eric poked his head out.

"If someone asked me on campus, what should I say about our relationship?"

Eric rubbed his chin, thinking. "Friends, right?"

"Online friends who can finally meet?" Eric snapped his fingers, agreeing with Casey's suggestion. "Ping-pong! 100! What an excuse!"

Casey chuckled softly. "Okay, then I'm out." She stepped out of Eric's room, but her young master called out to her.

"Gwen!"

"Yes?"

Eric who had just entered the bathroom, came back out, still in his night clothes, holding his toothbrush and paste.

"What's on the menu for breakfast today?"

"Japan, Master."

"Then I want omurice."

"Oh ... I don't know if there's time for this morning, but I'll pass it on to Riley," Casey said with a faint smile.

With a wink, he said, "Omurice with sauce on it has a heart-shaped image, then the words 'Eager to learn, handsome Master Eric', like that."

"Eric ... your servants will try their best to fulfill their master's request. Please wait, handsome Master Eric," Casey said a little sarcastically while smiling sweetly, but the aura behind her was full of darkness due to holding back such deep irritation. Eric who realized this could only laugh and slowly went back into the bathroom.

"I'm just kidding! No need to obey! Happy Working, Gwen!"