That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Burns & Bruises

Assault? Assault.

As expected, Sir Damiano was planning to swindle the Phantomhives. Showing off his greed and selfishness while on the phone with someone. ______ follows silently, but allows their presence to be at least a little known. Scaring the old man a good bit, as he tries to find and make his way back to the parlor. Getting lost in the hallways of the large mansion. Missing Finny and Bardroy who were moving the painting of the previous heads of the Phantomhive manor elsewhere as ordered by Ciel. Frantically sprinting to get out. Only to rush down the stairs, and get hit by the bucket Mey-Rin clumsily let slip out of her hands. And causing the man to fall and break his leg on the stairs

The other servants are worried and concerned for their guest's well-being. ____ is not, however. Knowing very well what should happen to the man. Continuing to scare the man with a lingering and ghost-like presence. Their little trick-skill of being almost as unnoticeable as air serves them well, as Sir Damiano is so terrified that he crawls away instead. Sebastian takes care of the rest, as the guest they so courteously allowed in burns in the oven for trying to cross Ciel Phantomhive of all people by trying to sell HIS factory and blame him. This a reminder of the earlier punishment in the game "burnt by the raging flames" that clearly did a number on the Italian trickster as Ciel can see from the parlor window

"Hmph, that Mama Mia-lookn' ass deserved it." _____ huffs, clearly annoyed by the fact that Sir Damiano would even dare to think he had power in the manor. Ciel watches the events unfold with a mix of satisfaction and amusement, watching Sir Damiano's predicament as he falls victim to his own greed and deception. He turns to ________, a hint of a wry smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he listens to their colorful choice of words.

"Indeed," Ciel responds, his voice laced with amusement. "His arrogance and audacity were bound to lead to his downfall. He underestimated the power and influence of the Phantomhive name."

Ciel walks closer to the window, his eyes fixed on the unfolding scene outside. "It seems that his greed got the best of him," he continues, his voice laced with satisfaction. "A fitting punishment for his attempts to deceive and manipulate me."

He turns his gaze to _____, a smirk playing on his lips. "You did a splendid job of scaring him. I have to say, your assassin-like prowess is commendable. A suitable deterrent for his insolence."

Ciel's eyes flash with a hint of mischief as an idea forms in his mind. "Let's make sure he remembers his mistakes," he says, his voice low and calculating. "Let him know that the Phantomhives do not tolerate betrayal." He takes a seat on the plush couch, his posture regal and composed, as he waits for Sebastian to return from dealing with the aftermath of Sir Damiano's demise. The scent of the Italian's burning flesh lingers in the air, a reminder of the consequences of crossing Ciel Phantomhive. Sebastian returns to the parlor, his expression blank but his eyes glinting with satisfaction. He bows slightly, a sign of respect towards his young master.

"Master, the matter has been taken care of," he reports, his voice smooth and calculating. "Sir Damiano will no longer be a concern."

"Bitch got fucken served- Lmaaoo" ______ giggled, watching the extra crispy Italian fall to the ground outside

"You never really hold back with the profanity do you?" Ciel remarks, his voice filled with amusement "To think he believed he could outwit us. It's clear his arrogance got the better of him."

A good while passes since then, and Ciel had just finished dealing with some business. Now having some afternoon tea with Lau, and his aunt, Madame Red. Something about the distribution of illegal drugs that needs handling, to which Lau and Madame Red reply saying that to find a rat's nest, one must have a rat.. Ciel's manor is filled with noise from his guests and the other three servants causing the same loud commotion about actual rats. He instructs Sebastian to simply bring dessert to his study, _____ following close behind him as always

"I'm sure the noise will like, be over soon. Sorry- Uh.. Are you alright?"

________ apologizes softly, hoping the master is not so annoyed by the noise. Knowing that he will be able to have some much-needed silence. With slight hesitation in his tone, their steps grow slightly louder as they gain distance away from the commotion back down the halls. Ciel walks briskly through the halls, the servant following closely behind. His expression remains impassive, but his eyes carry a hint of irritation at the noise that echoes throughout the manor. He prides himself on the elegance and order of his household, and the current situation is testing his patience, his expression showing a mix of irritation and exhaustion. The chaos caused by the guests and the commotion throughout the manor had taken a toll on it. He takes a deep breath, air soothing his frazzled nerves.

"Indeed, it has been rather...unpleasant," he replies with a sigh, his voice tinged with a hint of annoyance. "But it shall pass. Let's focus on the matters at hand, shall we?"

____'s presence beside him brings a sense of calm, and he appreciates the tranquility that accompanies them. They enter his study, sitting down on his desk. His eyes fixed on the documents that lay before him, his mind racing with strategies.

"Hm.. Kay, weird..."

____ tries to explain their worries. Struggling to form the words to give Ciel a good hint that doesn't jeopardize the plot. Or anything of the sort, walking over to the open window of his study

"This is strange, around this time something should've already... Did it mess up...? Or is today not the day?"

Ciel glances up from his documents, his curiosity piqued by _______'s hesitant words. He watches her as she walks towards the open window, her eyes narrowing in thought.

"What are you trying to say?" he asks, his voice calm but laced with a hint of curiosity. "Has something gone awry?"

He stands up from his seat, walks towards the window, and joining them, his eyes scanning the surroundings. The sun casts long shadows across the grounds of the manor, giving the scene an eerie aura.

"Speak clearly," he urges, his voice firm. "Is there something different about today?"

_____ takes a breath, eyes focused on the horizon as they gather their thoughts. The gentle breeze stirs their hair, lending an air of serenity to the tense atmosphere.

"It's just... something feels off," ____ begins cautiously, turning to face the young earl "Something shoulda happened around this time... but nothing did. It's making me a bit uneasy."

Ciel's eyes narrow, a flicker of concern crossing his features. He prides himself on being perceptive, and _____'s words have piqued his interest. He remains silent for a moment, processing his vague concern. The air in the room feels heavy with tension as he contemplates the potential threat.

"You sense something amiss," he states, his voice filled with a combination of curiosity and caution. "Elaborate. What should be happening?"

Walking and leaning back into his chair, Ciel folds his arms across his chest. His gaze fixed on ________, waiting for them to voice their concerns. His mind races with possible scenarios, prepared to face any obstacle that may come their way. ______ bites their lip, gaze fixated on the floor, searching for answers within their head. What neither of them expect though, in the midst of the silence, is for the window to open from the outside. Breaking the quaint mood. But this is the second floor! In a flash, everything turns black. Ciel hears a bit of struggle from ______, but in the end, there's no one to help...