Disclaimer: I don't own Campione
Chapter 1: Godou's POV
Today is a 'normal school day' for me and the girls, having our lunch in our favorite spot – the rooftop.
My sister joined us, so instead of savoring each food that they brought, I'm having an earful with all their sarcastic comments to me and with each other. Don't get me wrong, am really thankful to have such gorgeous and trustworthy companions but sometimes I wished Erica will not start the fire so at least for once we can have a peaceful lunch.
They are in the middle of bickering when Erica's phone rang. Since she's sitting on my lap (which she usually does to annoy me and the others) I felt her tensed upon seeing the caller id then suddenly excused herself and spoke in her native language while walking away from us.
The following day, as morning routine, I went to her apartment to wake her up and ask her reason of cutting afternoon classes. Upon arrival, I was informed by Ariana that Erica was summoned by the head of Copper-Black Cross, hence her absence.
She returned to Japan after two weeks. Our lunch and get together returned from 'temporary' peaceful to chaos due to her more explicit advances. She even managed to sneak in my bed for a straight week and kept asking what I truly feel about her. Hearing no response/action to her liking, she told me not to pick her up every morning, kissed me in the forehead then left my room. Said actions confuse me more if she just really love to tease or just missed me.
8th day of her return. Salvatore called and informed me that a certain campione is in town and reminded our rivalry. Sensing no danger, I just ignored him. After school, Ena invited us to have dinner at a newly opened Ramen House downtown. She excitedly wrapped her arms on my right arm, Yuri on my left, Lily in front to lead the way; I quickly glanced at Erica to check if she will protest but to my surprise she just smiled and walked behind us. On our way out of school, a man who's leaning against his car's hood, wearing a well-tailored black suit and aviator sunglasses is waving at us. Wondering if it is meant to us, I looked around and noticed that Erica is rubbing her temple then glared at him. He just smirked, approached her, and said…
"A week has passed already, shall we go?"