Back in her room, Cranberry, wearing a dress that she tolerated the most, was leaning back in the chair and flipping through the pages of one of her many books.
But her eyes weren't following the text at all.
Instead, she was focused on listening in for the approaching footsteps.
Of course, she wasn't sure whether or not her mother would allow Claymore to stay for a bit, but still, the red-haired girl couldn't help but feel anticipation thinking about the possibility of having a conversation with the person she was exchanging letters since she was eleven.
The whole thing with letters started rather simply.
One day after the first kill party, a polite letter arrived at the Pride's mansion, asking about Cranberry's health.
It was written by Claymore Lust and therefore couldn't be ignored so lady Raspberry made Cranberry respond.
But after she did, another letter arrived just a few days later.
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