《M A N I A》|| Various! Slight Yandere! Anime-Manhwa-Manga X OC

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A vacation.

Just the perfect one that Eztia truly needed.

Heart of the rare colour eyed girl was absolutely full with flowers, unicorns, rainbows, and other happy things as she strode around England -- yet not too far from the Phantomhive's mansion and Undertaker's workshop -- whilst she skipped her feet a bit.

Dangling in her hand was a basket that was filled with a lot of delicious sweets -- mostly pastries -- she had been staring at some bakery, then the owner noticed her staring to which he offered her if she wanted to taste it first before she bought it. That made Eztia's eyes glimmer and there were imaginary sparkles around her; the owner of the bakery was so kind!

Eztia almost bought all of the sweets, especially the chocolate ones -- they absolutely looked appetizing.

Seeing that, in a frantic way, the owner told her to not buy all of them for the reason that he was worried about the girl's stomach if she ate too much sweets, and the young maid responded to him with a nod as she apologized nervously, rubbing the back of neck.

When she was done, she said to the owner that she would be certain to come back again since his pastries, no doubt, were the best pastries she ever ate, which made the man happy and quite faltered.

Nonetheless, a very unexpected occurrence happened to Eztia as a child, who might be around the age of the Phantomhive's twins, ran into her and fell to his bottom.

The child rubbed his bottom before he raised his head to look up at her and the icy blue eyes of his were widened. Some man then shouted for the child that was in front of her had stolen something from him, and the child had a frightened look and was about to dash off again when he felt someone grab a hold of his clothes, refraining him from doing it. He tried to pull his clothes from her hand, but he failed, which led the man who had shouted earlier to finally stop his running and stand in front of them.

The boy shut his eyelids tightly in fright, waiting for the girl to ask something the man like if he was the thief or give him to the man. However, neither of what he had imagined happened.

"I'm so sorry for what my brother did. At home, he always likes to take my things too without my permission. I should've known this and never let my eyes off him again. Once again, I'm so sorry."

His icy blue eyes snapped open, and the boy scrutinized the jet black haired girl, who was bowing her head many times, in shock. Why would she do that?

Then he felt her hand move from gripping his clothes to touching the back of his head and forcing him to bow in an apologetic way.

"We're really sorry, sir."

The man's frown softened slightly and he nodded at her, telling her that she had to be more responsible if she ever let her "brother" outside, before he left after Eztia gave him the thing that was stolen by the boy beside her, of course.

"Why would you do that?" The boy murmured, but Eztia heard it.

"Because that is obviously wrong of you to do that." Eztia answered. "Though I know that in this world there are a lot of children like you that have to be beggars if they want to get food, that is still wrong."

"So what do we do, huh?! Just sitting and letting ourselves starve until we die?!" The boy suddenly lashed out, and passerbys started to look at them.