When he returned home, he again found his worried mother accompanied by his brother and butler in demon form at his heels.
"Grelle, my daughter, don't worry me to death!" Where have you been at this hour?! - Asked Madam Red hugging the red-haired girl tightly.
"I just went for a walk in town." Said Grelle, who even tried to come up with a better excuse, but seeing her mother's worried face she decided to omit.
"It's not very safe for a lady to go around town unchaperoned at this time of night," Sebastian said, and Grell glared at him.
"Sebastian is right. Where have you been?" Angelina said, breaking the embrace.
"At a friend's house." Grell said walking up the stairs and heading to her quarters ignoring the others.
"Grelle, you hardly have any friends, who would they be?" said Madame Red when she realized that Grelle had almost no friends, and going to the girl's rooms to look for information, but when she reached the door she found the door closed; the older woman sighs and decides to let it go.
The next day Grell leaves the same letter doing the previous day's action, and goes to Undertaker, where the Shinigami were waiting for her. Together, they went to the interior of London, farthest from the city, where the fields and woods were. And it was there that the girl trained until late with the boy, discovered more about shinigami and their powers and learned ways to defend.
As the days passed, Madame Red realized that she had no way to control her daughter, fearful that she could put herself in danger she decided to ask her nephew to keep a secret eye on her daughter, to see if she was safe.
"Auntie, Grelle is already a woman, there's no need to put someone on guard," the boy said.
"But it is extremely dangerous, she is a young maiden, she has many boys in London who are sure to take advantage of her. Please, just let Sebastian watch you from afar." Angelina said, taking her nephew's hands in supplication and the boy sighed.
"Okay, but it's for a few hours to make sure she's okay. Sebastian has many errands and he has to help me on errands for the queen.—Madame Red accepts her nephew's condition.
By that time, Grell already had a great knowledge of shinigami and was already advanced in his defense technique. That day, Grell, Ronald and Undertaker were together on the field where they always trained, according to the shinigami, Grell was ready to receive the death-scythe, which was a gift from the grizzled man to help her defend herself from her brother's demon.
"Well, as expected, you finally managed to learn a lot. We can consider in a way a mature shinigami." Ronald said, and Undertaker nodded.
"Well, me and Othello decided to make you a present." He continued the grizzled shinigami showing a huge box near the tree where the two were sitting next to each other. Undertaker took the box and dragged it to the girl who opened it.
"Is that a chainsaw?" the girl asked, happy and delighted with the fatal object in her hands.
"Well, your smile is fatal, as fatal as this instrument, I thought it would suit you. I asked them to customize it with their favorite color, red. - Undertaker said, and the girl hugged him tight thanking him.
-Nothing. Now it's time to know how to practice with this beauty. - The gray-haired shinigami replied.
"And how are we going to test it?" the girl asked.
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Unspoken Truth
FanfictionIt was in that sea of guilt, hatred, envy and anger that she swore revenge. For everything he caused, lies he told and tracks he left, she swore. For the pain he caused, for the fruit he left in her womb, and the humiliation she went through, she sw...
