This is a dream novel, which is a story with a heroine who doesn't exist in the original works. You can change the heroine's name into yours at a website php based so that you can become her. In Japan, dream novels are pretty common. In this story, a heroine is Camus' sister, Saya. I made a website in English, so that you can read it with the name changeable. See my profile. You'll find the url there. I'm not a native speaker of English, so please excuse me if it sounds weird. I hope you enjoy it.
Camus' sister, Saya, has moved to Athens as a researcher of Ancient Greek language. Studying the language doesn't have to be in Greece, which is far away from her hometown. There is Paris University which is the world famous where she used to study at.
Camus told her so, but she smiled "'Cause you are in Greece." with a quite simple answer.
When Camus had to be separated from his family to come to Sanctuary very little, Camus and his parents gave up as it was a destiny. Still his sister couldn't consent to it and clung to their parents and cried.
Looking at her crying, whose color of hair and eyes are the same as Camus', he thought "probably I want to cry like her.", but he was a boy, he thought he shouldn't. He appreciated to her secretly.
Camus was getting in touch with his sister. It was a one-sided information telling his safe and sound, which was not well informed, but even that was likely to make her satisfied. But he knew that she wanted to know more in details without asking her.
So when the world became really peaceful, Camus told his sister that he lives near Athens now.
"Of course you'll help me moving to Athens, won't you?", she said to Camus.
There is no way refusing it for she is dependent on him from the beginning. Moreover, he has debt of not being with her for a long time, so he couldn't decline her wish somehow. He wanted to spend time with her more as redemption.
When Camus visited his sister's apartment, she welcomed him with a big smile like a large brightly-colored flower, which he never smiles like that.
Personalities have nothing to do with DNA...?
He couldn't help thinking so.
As she was giving order to Camus quickly and properly, he set furniture and luggage, and organizing the room was finished very soon. For Camus, there was nothing heavy to hold up there.
"Camus! You grew up to be such a convenient guy!", she said with a big smile.
"Well...I'm definitely convenient in some ways, but that's too outspoken, isn't it? I wonder if she notices it.", Camus thought.
She said, "As gratitude for helping me", she made coffee from grinding beans, taking a long time enthusiastically.
She chuckled, "This is my vaunted coffee. What do you think? Smells good?"
It's hard to say no, as she was smiling like that, but fortunately it really smelled good, rich-taste bitter-less mild coffee.
"Yes, it tastes mild and rich. A nice aroma."
"I'm so happy eventually I can spend my time like this."
"Think so?"
"Yeah, 'cause even though I have a brother, I grew up like an only child. That made me feel lonesome."
She pouted as if she blamed me.
I remembered her clinging to our percents crying aloud being upset in that farewell morning.
Her visage from her childhood remains clearly, but now she is a very attractive woman.
A loosely curled lock of hair which color is same as Camus', long eyelashes are curled upward giving a sexy and feminine impression to her beautiful almond eyes.
Camus wondered if he was worth drinking coffee with her like this.
He was lack of time to spend with her too long through the childhood up to this age.
Now it's appropriate to describe her as she is a pretty and attractive neighbor than his sister.
"My dream was to give advice to my brother's concerns of the romance, and to choose a present for his girlfriend together and things like that."
"What's that?"
"Come on! Don't you understand the pleasure of boasting a good looking brother to my friends, and that kind of fun!?"
"I am a man. That's not my business."
"Oh, you are cold! I'm not sure how many years I can stay with you like this...maybe only for a couple of more years or so..."
She mumbled sadly, and Camus was surprised.
He knitted his brows slightly thinking of whether there is a reason why she can't stay with him.
"A couple of more years...? What do you mean?"
"Well, you know, within a couple of years, I might get married, maybe. I wanted to see your being a high school student, which I gave up. So, for a couple of more years, I want to stay with you."
A marriage.
I never imagined that.
My sister who loves me and pays attentions without any conditions will love somebody else and live with him the rest of her life.
Someday even though I want to stay with her, it will be impossible.
She in my old memories was always a little child, and anyone else other than family could disrupt us.
I thought it won't change forever.
"For a time, nothing will change. Hey, don't make your face like that!", she said.
She touched my cheeks tenderly, smelled slightly chamomile which might be a hand cream.
"Don't you have a girlfriend? If you do, introduce her to me."
"Won't you be jealous?"
"No way! Oh, you're strange. 'Cause she will possibly become my sister, right? You know what? Are you jealous if I would have a boyfriend?"
"I didn't mention such a thing."
"Don't be stubborn!", she chuckled.
I couldn't catch up with her thoughts, but I couldn't help thinking how I would feel if it really happens.
"Saya, introduce your boyfriend if you start dating."
"I told you a second ago. I don't need a boyfriend for a while. So, stay with me, Camus."
Her smile was just beautiful and overwhelming, Camus thought he wanted to keep her to himself just for a while...