non-deacon

Sebastian stood respectfully in front of Phantomhive's mansion and waited for the figure in front of him, just like every time he waited before, it seemed that he had never changed.

The figure of the demon was stretched very long, his whole body was wrapped in a pitch-black tuxedo, his long bangs almost covered his eyes, and his expression could not be seen.

The demon's body bowed slightly, like the most gentlemanly and dedicated servant, welcoming his master with human etiquette.

Ciel's mood is a bit complicated, he doesn't remember this person (demon) anymore, but when he sees him, he knows who it is.

his demon?His deacon?His most loyal servant?

The teacher has mentioned him to himself countless times. Although there are some elements of complaints in the words, there is also admiration in them. When talking about the relationship between him and him, he has a weird look and a little bit of ridicule.

He doesn't trust his teacher because he is too unreliable, and he often speaks seven parts of truth and three parts of falsehood. He always needs to analyze what he wants to know, but after seeing this demon for the first time, he knows it just by feeling. Which ones are telling the truth.

The relationship between this demon and him is really deep, so deep that at first glance, a sense of complexity arises in my heart.

The two walked up to the devil, and the devil respectfully said: "Master, welcome back."

"Um"

When he raised his head, Sebastian was stunned, and when his eyes met those blue eyes, a sense of uneasiness rose from his heart, something was different.

The person is still the same person, the face is still the same face, except for the high point, it has not changed much even after a few years, but the eyes are wrong, there is no hatred there...

The heart fluctuated uncontrollably, the waves were turbulent, the huge waves were surging, the eyebrows were furrowed uncontrollably, and from the corner of the eye, he glanced at the person standing on the other side with deep eyes.

The man seemed to be aware of his gaze, and after a moment of surprise, he gave him an innocent look. There was a slight smile in the black jade eyes, and he didn't care much.

Seeming to be aware of the sight of the two, Charles took a step back and stood in front of Ye Jiao, staring at Sibastian and said, "This is my teacher, the person I respect the most!"

"Yes, mylord..." He understood... As long as it is the young master's wish, how could he not fulfill it as his deacon.

It's only been three years, in a place where he can't see, how did his young master spend without him?

"Let's go in and talk," Xia Er said.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Sibastian led the order to walk in front, Xia Ermo remained silent, Ye Jiao's eyes were teasing and gentle, the footsteps of several people resounded in the empty corridor, Phantom Heywe The mansion at this time fully reflects its large and empty space.

He stretched out his hand and touched Charles' head, ah, the hair is so soft, it really is someone else's hair that feels comfortable to the touch.

The slender fingertips carried a hint of comforting warmth, and Charles still couldn't help taking pictures, don't always treat him like a child!

Yo, I'm still shy, but boy, if your hair grows a little longer, it can cover the red tips of your ears, but I won't tell you about that (some lunatic thinks happily).

The devil pretended not to notice anything, but young master, how much have you changed in places that I can't see?

A figure appeared in Yejiao's room late at night, Yejiao smiled, he was sitting on the window sill dangling his feet in the moonlight, and he was still wearing the same set of clothes as he was wearing today without pajamas.

The candlestick beside the bed lit up, reflecting the shadow of the devil, Ye Jiao smiled and said, "Didn't he tell you everything? Do you have any questions?"

The devil didn't speak, and grabbed Ye Jiao's neck gracefully and quickly with both hands. As a result, the guy took out a string of bells quickly and unhurriedly, and blocked the devil's face the moment the devil caught it. I'm afraid it will wake up those who are already asleep.

Heh, the devil chuckled and said, "Humans, it really is so bad no matter how much time has passed."

As a result, Ye Jiao said with a smile that was worse than him: "Is it true that you, an inhuman creature, should pay attention to politeness and elegance?"

The devil didn't bother with him and said directly: "Who are you? What is the purpose of approaching the young master?"

The devil's question is very strange, indeed, if it is this devil, there is something that he doesn't know, or as long as he wants to, he can't know anything, but he doesn't know everything about this person, no matter what method he uses. , and besides that, he didn't know what to ask, but the inexplicable emotion in his heart always drove him to do something to him.

Even if he doesn't ask about the young master, he can know it by his own method, but this person can't do it, everything about him seems to be blank, let alone know his purpose.

Of course, if he could, he would rather kill him and tear his soul into pieces, but it was his young master who stood in front of him, and it seemed that the man in front of him was the man in front of him who he trusted more than him, the deacon who was forgotten by the young master. .

Suppressing the killing intent that spread in his heart, the demon stared straight at the man in front of him, and the strong pressure beat against Ye Jiao like a sea wave.

Ye Jiao smiled and said, "I'll tell you if you help me get rid of Claude."

The devil laughed: "Why?"

"I don't like him." <(｀^)>

"..."

The thick night covered the two confronting figures, and at this time Torrance's mansion.

The golden-eyed demon leaned over to the casual young man standing in front of the window and said, "yes, your highness...".

The spider has woven its web, now, where is the prey?Torrance licked the corner of her lips, and the game began...