That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Duel

Ciel clenches his fists, his patience wearing thin as Alois continues his irritating banter. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself against the noble's taunts. His patience wears thin as Alois continues to provoke him with his flirtatious comments and insufferable demeanor. He clenches his fists, struggling to maintain his composure. But, he keeps a straight face as he listens to Alois's ramblings, his mind focused on the ulterior motive behind this visit. He glances at _________, making sure he doesn't miss a warning from them.

"Indeed, Alois. It seems our butlers are truly putting on a show." Ciel replies, his voice steady and composed, though a hint of irritation lingers beneath the surface.

Alois's flirting and compliments towards _________ only serve to further fuel Ciel's jealousy and frustration. He feels a mix of annoyance and possessiveness, not wanting anyone else to lay claim to their attention.

Ciel subtly maneuvers the conversation towards the topic he desires, bringing up the subject of his family's tragedy. He carefully chooses his words, trying to gauge any reaction from Alois, any flicker of guilt or knowledge that might confirm his suspicions.

"Tell me, Alois," Ciel begins, his voice lowering slightly, "Do you know anything about the incident I faced 3 years prior?"

Alois's expression shifts, a mix of surprise and curiosity crossing his features. He sizes up Ciel for a moment, seemingly contemplating his response.

"Oh, Ciel, do you still cling to those old flames?" Alois says, his voice filled with a tinge of mockery. "Why don't you let go of the past? Surely, there are more interesting things to focus on. Besides, you still haven't agreed to giving me your little servant here."

Ciel's eyes narrow, his patience waning as he forces a calm tone. "The past shapes the present, Alois. I will not rest until I uncover the truth and bring those responsible to justice," Ciel declares, his voice holding a note of determination. "You deny me of information, thus I must extract it from you. Here and now Alois Trancy, I challenge you to a duel."

"C, no..! I am NOT letting you fight this twink!" _________ interjects, clearly knowing where this duel will go. And it is most definitely south.

"This isn't canon, but if you delve further there'll be hell to pay!" ___________ adds, gripping onto his sleeve as they keep their voice low enough so that the blonde Earl doesn't hear.

"Please, for once! Listen to me when I'm warning you..!"

"Are you chickening out perhaps? Is your little pet worried that you'll lose to me? Hah! They should, I'll make quick work of you I'm sure!" Alois mocks, laughing further when ________ tells him to 'fuck off' and such.

"How cold, so mean! I adore it!"

"Shut the fuck up, Gods you're pissing me off..!"

Ciel's frustration grows, torn between his desire for revenge and __________'s pleas for him to reconsider. He takes a moment to gather his thoughts, his gaze shifting from ___________to Alois, his expression hardening. He sighs, feeling a mix of frustration and reluctance. Deep down, he knows they're right. This duel could potentially lead to disastrous consequences, especially if their true abilities were brought into play.*

His gaze softens as he looks down at _________, his expression filled with a mix of concern and determination. He understands their worry, their fear for his safety, and their plea for him to think twice before proceeding.

"_______, I appreciate your concern. I truly do," Ciel says, his voice gentle as he places a hand on top of theirs, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "But I can't let this opportunity slip away. I've chased after answers for far too long, and now they're within reach. I won't back down." He turns his attention back to Alois, a resolute determination now etched on his face.