Tsubasa giggled, delighted by the unexpected company. “Looks like we have some camp guests,” she whispered.
They settled onto the foldable chairs they’d brought, a kettle of water warming on the portable stove. Tsubasa pulled out a bag of marshmallows, while Go produced a packet of chocolate squares and a few graham crackers.
The two of them worked side by side, the rhythm of the evening punctuated by the occasional crack of a twig or the distant call of a nightbird. Tsubasa helped Go secure the tent’s stakes, while Go rummaged through his backpack for the lighter and a pack of matches. -IPTD 836- Tsubasa Amami And Go- Visitors Can Camp Cha
“It looks perfect,” Tsubasa said, stretching her arms wide. “Now we just need a fire.”
When the tent was finally upright and the canvas flapped gently in the cool breeze, they stepped back to admire their handiwork. Tsubasa giggled, delighted by the unexpected company
“Only if you promise not to eat all the chocolate first,” Tsubasa teased, nudging his shoulder.
“Ready for the classic s’mores?” Go asked, his eyes twinkling. Tsubasa pulled out a bag of marshmallows, while
Go smiled, the dim glow of the dying fire reflecting in his eyes. “Anytime. There’s nothing like a good camp night with good company. And maybe a few unexpected visitors.”
Go chuckled, offering a piece of his chocolate to the squirrels, who squeaked in approval. The hedgehog snuffled at the marshmallows, and the bird sang a gentle, melodic trill that blended perfectly with the crackling fire.
The night stretched on, and the fire began to dim, casting long shadows across the campsite. Tsubasa and Go curled up in their sleeping bags, the tent’s canvas rustling softly in the night breeze.