In the middle of hard battle, Alice felt darkness consume her all over. The next second scenery suddenly changed, and a terrible headache hadn’t left her for a few long minutes.
An enormous building (mansion?) she used to be near, Alice walked all other but found no one living soul. Where did everyone go? Â
Weird, it was really WEIRD.
Yet exorcist always was the one who suffered unusually and the most terrifying things for normal people (wherever normal people would go mad they stayed wiry as soldiers), so she hasn’t lost her mind so easily.
Finally, she found someone in a wonderful garden! Uh, but someone is seemed to be a man (a handsome one, actually!), so Alice gulped and chocked up on her next reply.
« Eh! I’m sorry! I see this is a public property, I will leave immediately! »
Well, well, well, didn’t that female have a strange scent to her soul? It was something the demon’s nose had not picked up in a long time, but as he also sensed insecurity, eyes flickering over her blush as he truned around and smiled handsomely, she did not seem to be much of a threat after all.Â
————–  ❝A private property, it is. But with how big and well groomed it is I see why a young lady like yourself would confuse it with a public garden~❞
he hummed, and bowed his head, eye contact and smile never wavering.
————–  ❝I am the head Butler of this house, and you have entered the gardens of Phantomhive mansion.❞
Was she what he had thought she was? The demon was not all too sure, seeing her general demeanour. Perhaps he would be able to invite her in for a little poisonous tea if she would confirm her identity.Â
————–  ❝And you are?âťž    Â
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