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TL Note: the brothers' name is Camel in original text. Yes, as in 🐪.ಠ_ಠ
ED- Camel sounds weird.
TL- Yes it does. Maybe change the 'c' to 'k'...what about like Kamel or Kamil.
ED- Kamil sounds nice.
A few months, just a few months have passed.
I've been away from Yuki for only a few months but it seemed like I hadn't seen her for a long time now. She called me every day.
I thought that six months would fly by quickly. But now...time seemed to move differently ever since I met Yuki.
What the hell is this....What's wrong with me? This has never happened before. I want to see Yuki's smile. I want to hold Yuki in my arms and embrace her tightly. Do I want to....drink her blood...? Is this the case? What is really going on! Oh!Yes!! Let's talk to Rick!
I tried to call him, but I couldn’t get through. Seems like I have no choice....I'll have to ask Kazuya. He should be back from the hospital by now.
“Oh! Marcus-sama. What can I do for you? I will come to you. I have some news about Yuki-san."
“! I see.Okay. I'll be waiting here."
I hung up the phone and decided to wait.
The intercom rang and Kazuya, with a group of people who were probably Japanese vampires, came in. They knelt down to me.
“It’s fine. Why don't you sit on the couch? I don't feel comfortable if you all kneel down like this."
"Then please excuse us."
Kazuya and his dependents sat down.
“So, what did you find out about Yuki?”
Kazuya says with a serious expression
“The civil war is spreading. Soldiers may come to Yuki-san's neighborhood sooner or later. I think we should call Yuki-san back to Japan..."
"...I don't think she’s going to return to Japan so easily ."
"Yes, that's true. The dependents I have attached to her have tried to persuade her to stay away from the civil war zone…”
Kazuya shook his head.
“I know.”
I decided to go to Yuki's place.
“Kazuya. I’m going to visit Yuki. There are other people I want to see too."
Kazuya smiled and said,
“Is it your brother, kamil-dono? He is fighting at the forefront of the civil war. For the freedom of the people."
I rubbed my forehead. Kamil loved war. I can't begin to count how much money he had made from it. He thought it was a good thing that so many sacrifices were made in the name of war.
Sure, kamil did some charity work, but he didn’t think like me. They think differently than I do. But this time, the thought that Yuki might be in danger made me uncomfortable.
Let's leave Japan.