☠ LXXIV

[deathbutler]

What is the meaning of this, City?! I thought we had a rather decent working relationship! I thought we could make this work! I thought we were beautiful together!

Why did you pass over a Death God as a passenger on that marvelous train? I could have enjoyed a wonderful vacation- even done some work on the side, William would have been so

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[sinandservitude]

How surprising that you are more interested in the bookwork this time, and not the actual killings.

[deathbutler]

[- since he can't partake he's going to try and ruin it yes ;;]

I'm always interested in bookwork, Sebastian- didn't you know?

[sinandservitude]

I am sure Mister Spears would be delighted to know that. He just may promote you to a permanent desk job when you return, seeing how his division is in dire need of them.

[deathbutler]

I said interested not good enough for promoting to management!

[sinandservitude]

Ah, but I am sure you would be quite good at it. Perhaps you would never need to do field work ever again. A life of leisure suits you, Grell.

[And thus he would never have to see traces of Grell around Ciel's work places ever again.]

[deathbutler]

Leisure and pleasure, Sebas~chan~

[sinandservitude]

I don't suppose you could tell me what those may be? The Young Master still has half a mind to have you taken care of for the 'pleasure' you indulged in with Madam Red.

[deathbutler]

The Young Master's mind is not something I concern myself with.

[sinandservitude]

Only his death?