Chapter 8 Cosplay
Blood painted the walls and the flooring, the smell of iron lingering in the air. A man was standing in the pile of dead bodies, holding a kitchen knife. The euphoria fueled by his desire of killing can be seen in his blurry eyes.
Yes, this is what I want, ahh~
Making me moan and having a boner--
.
- Meow~Huh? It was just a dream? Sigh. My dick went limp, so sad.
Slap.
Eh?
He was slapped with a cat's paw.
The fuck?
He opened his eyes slowly and was greeted with a cat in front of his face that is too close.
Ah...disgusting shit...
So stinky!
He waved his hand to bug off the cat, and it works somehow but it did not move away from the bed.
Why are there stray cats here in this mansion?
- Young Master, you have woken up!
"Nah shit, sherlock."
- W-what?
"Nothing, why there's a cat here? Remove it."
Better yet, kill it.
- But young master, that is your cat...
Haa? A psychopath who dismembered animals has a pet? Why haven't killed it yet?
"Oi, is this cat important to me? Do I-- cough, cough, cough!"
He then remembered he was surrounded by fire that night, being dehydrated like a fish in a dessert.
- Young master! Hold on, I'll get you water.
The unnamed maid ran off quickly to fetch some water.
Should have done that in the beginning, why does everyone look so unprofessional?
When he was sipping his water, unfortunately, it's not wine instead. His domineering father entered, making him spit and choke from shock. Guards followed his father inside making the massive room look small.
Give me a break, dammit.
- How are you feeling?
Should I stand up and bow? Nah, I'm a patient.
"Dull, but I feel fine, still tired tho..."
So get the fuck out of my room and let me sleep.
- Good.
Yes!
- Now, we have questions you have to answer with no lies and purely truth.
No!
A guard behind the Duke pulled out a chair for him and he sat on it. Then, he spoke with an ordering tone.
- You may enter.
Then the door opened once again and an old man entered. When he appeared and greeted formally, Drake noticed the old man was wearing something fantasy theme clothes.
Is cosplaying a trend in this time now? Already an old man who's one foot on the ground but is still cosplaying, huh? So passionate about his hobby, I respect that. At least his costume suits him, I'll kill him if he wears a sailor moon costume instead. What an open-minded country I live in, killing seems not a big deal, so why also not cosplaying? I like this world.

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