How Old Is Charmy From Black Clover Novels & Stories

I turn sheepishly in his direction, my eyes train on his lips, there dark pink and plump, "how old are you Charlie?" I turn my head from him, yup this is totally embarrassing, I'm a child to him, he probably is married and has kids as old as me or older, I feel stupid. The voice in my head giggles, "I wish you would stop, he is our mate, he is ours, he wants us, he's waited for us." I take a deep breath, "Todays my 18th birthday." He chuckles, "Happy Birthday my love."

"Check out these age ranges. Seventeen is the youngest, and eighty-seven is the oldest." A life well lived and a life cut too short. That’s sad, Char. "No, ReNew, we promised we wouldn’t get personally involved. Let’s do our job, get home, and make our family proud." A voice interrupted. "Please proceed to the portal. Your journey will begin shortly. Step quickly inside and stay together. Fare thee well." Charlene nodded. "Okay, ReNew, we got this." She pulled her hood over her head, stepped in front of her group, and entered the portal. A white flash of light consumed all six of them.

Cupid crosses his arms over his chest. "Hunter?" I look down, seeing the small person known as Charlie. "I know you're big and scary. But-but," He stutters, he's very young, he's only around 3 to 4 years old. He can barely string sentences together. "Could you maybe let Levi talk?" He looks up at me with his big, sparkling, innocent blue eyes. He barely knew how the system works. It is impossible to say no to him.

He stopped swaying his legs and adopted a serious nodding posture, "I used to call Uncle Charles 'daddy,' but Mommy doesn't let me do that anymore." "This year, how old are you?" "Five..." He almost blurted it out, but Charlie suddenly pressed his lips together tightly. "Four years old. I'm in the four-year-old kindergarten, you know." He held up four fingers in front of Harry and giggled. Harry gently patted Charlie's hair, and a perplexing question suddenly arose in his heart. Four years old? If Charles wasn't this child's father, who had Emma been falling for the past five years?

I entered the garden looking amongst the crowd. Mom stood surrounded by her mates. Time has barely touched them, the only signs of aging are only evident by the crows feet around their eyes. Charlie was already 5'5 and only 10 years old. That boy will be huge. In the back corner I saw his big shoulders. His head poked way above everyone else's heads, his eyes had already found me. We both grinned so large, like small children on Christmas morning. I started walking towards him, but eventually my walking turned into a sprint and before I knew it we were both running to each other. We crashed into a tight hug.

It's time for me to make amends. Charm picked me up again that Saturday as she came riding a cab. She's breathtaking, her long, wavy hair framing her made-up tanned face. She's wearing a lacy white, off-shoulder blouse tucked in very tight, figure-hugging jeans and flats. I looked like her younger sister as I donned my pale pink polo and jeans with my trusty sneakers. "You look spectacular as always. Are you sure you're not interested in Albert?" She shook her head and replied, "This is how I dress up on weekend getaways. I thought you're already used to this. You still look like a 14-year old, though." I scowled at her. "Yes, keep rubbing that in. As if my sisters and mom would allow me to

(Charm Pov) I'm here right now inside the room arranging things because today is the day we leave here on the island. Together with Yanyan, Blue, Red, Black and Dark, including my four angels. Yes, I gave birth about two years ago. And they are two years old but you wouldn't think they are only two years old because of their thoughts and actions.

“We just need to get him to mom and Lucy. Maybe Clover, she’s a chosen one too.” I think she was more talking to herself now, trying to come up with a plan. She was focused, her furrowed brow told me as much. Clover was Uncle Eric's and Aunt Lucy's daughter. She’s a year younger than me, but has been training with grandma since she turned 10 and found out she was a chosen one as well.

After all the practice we do together, even with me being a girl, Charles became a dear friend of mine, and we always kept an eye out for each other during the tests. At six feet, he towers over me, with sandy blonde hair and lovely sapphire blue eyes, but he, like me, has nice golden brown skin that has been darkened by him working and training in the sun. I discovered Charles was almost twenty-five after we became friends, and I’ve had a secret attraction for him since that first fight in front of Elder Miles. I’m not going to reveal to anyone, especially him, because I’m hoping he’ll feel the same way after I’m eighteen.