Eponine/Camilla(Parent) C-A Supports

C RANK

EPONINE: Ufufu... another satisfying day... you just can't get anything better than the sight of boys talking to each other all friendly-like. When I see that, my imagination explodes and blasts me off to dreamland.

CAMILLA: Oh? Welcome home, Eponine.

EPONINE: Mom!? T-thanks.... Did you... hear anything I was just saying to myself?

CAMILLA: What do you mean? I didn't hear anything...

EPONINE: Phew... good.

CAMILLA: Oh, right. I cleaned up your room for you.

EPONINE: ...Huh? My room?

CAMILLA: There were a lot of books under your bed, but I brought them all out and set them on your desk.

EPONINE: Wha-wha-whaaaaaaa!? Y-You mean my secret treasures?

CAMILLA: What are you mumbling to yourself about? Silly child.

EPONINE: Y-you didn't look inside them, did you!? Please, tell me you didn't!

CAMILLA: Calm down. I didn't see anything. But, even if I did, you're still my precious daughter.

EPONINE: W-what's that supposed to mean!? Did you or didn't you!? N-Noooo!
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B RANK

EPONINE: Sigh... why am I like this...?

CAMILLA: Why the long face, Eponine?

EPONINE: Mom...

CAMILLA: Is something bothering you...? I'm here to listen, if you don't mind.

EPONINE: ... Alright. So, like... I can't really talk one-on-one with boys. Of course, there's people I can talk to, but if it's like a stranger, I just can't do it.

CAMILLA: That's nothing to be worried about. I used to be like that too.

EPONINE: But it's because I'm so bad at talking that I sometimes act cold to them... and sometimes, I think that hurts the people I talk to... that's why I think I need to fix this problem, but it's not going well.

CAMILLA: Ufufu... I'm sure you'll be fine. Don't worry.

EPONINE: How can you be so sure, Mom?

CAMILLA: You might hurt the people you talk to, but you understand what you're doing something wrong. As long as you're so considerate, you'll be able to talk normally with others someday.

EPONINE: ... You think so?

CAMILLA: Well, there's also a lot of gentlemen out there who like women with icy attitudes...

EPONINE: ... Thanks, Mom. I'm feeling a bit more confident now.

CAMILLA: That's good. But, I never knew you were so bad at talking to boys. If that's the case, maybe you should buy more books with cute girls instead of those ones that are just filled with men....

EPONINE: M-Mom!? What was that!?

CAMILLA: Ufufufufu... I didn't say anything... and I didn't see anything either...

EPONINE: Waaaaahhh! I hate you!
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A RANK

EPONINE: Mom, can we talk a little?

CAMILLA: Eponine? So, have you conquered your weakness?

EPONINE: I think I'm just not good at talking to guys after all.

CAMILLA: Really... Don't worry, it'll take some time.

EPONINE: But, just now, a guy I'd never met asked me for directions. Normally, I'd just act cold to him... but today, I showed him the right way!

CAMILLA: My, that's great progress. Good work.

EPONINE: Ufufu, I know, right? I might have just lucked out this time, but I'll just keep on honing my skills like this, step by step.

CAMILLA: Don't worry. You are my daughter. Soon you'll have countless gentlemen dancing in the palms of your hands.

EPONINE: Thanks for always being around for me, Mom. You're the best mom ever.

CAMILLA: And you too, Eponine. You are the best daughter ever. Even if your interests are a little unusual.

EPONINE: M-My interests!? That's not what we're talking about!

CAMILLA: Isn't it? Still, I stand by my words.

EPONINE: What is that supposed to mean!? I knew it! You really did read my secret books, didn't you!?

CAMILLA: Remember this... there are some things in the world that you're better off pretending you don't know, even if you actually do.

EPONINE: You read them! You totally read them!

CAMILLA: Fufufu... Don't worry, Eponine. I love you.

EPONINE: Aaaaahhh!! Noooooo!!!