ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴜᴛʟᴇʀ: Book of Mystery

Part 8.2 "Big disappointment"

I am certain that he knows me and my story, otherwise, how? It would be a wonderful option to stay and live with him. Yes, I loved luxury and rules, but following them turned out to be no easy task. At first, it might be uncomfortable to sleep in a coffin, but I think I will get used to it; it might be unpleasant to see corpses, but for the sake of normal communication, for support and help, for health and safety... For myself! I am ready to accept anything.

To be honest, in my childhood, the Undertaker didn't particularly attract me, but as I grew older, I realized that although he had his fifty-three-rib skeletons in his closet... he was at least fun! At least now I could accept his nature, whatever it was!

When you end up in a manga, rose-colored glasses immediately come on, everything around seems unreal and wonderful, and luxury instantly clouds your mind; but then comes the realization of reality, and you have to face difficulties that an ordinary person in our world would never encounter. Perhaps this is the only thing that completely kills the desire to become a transported person. When characters you loved can kill you, everything else takes a back seat. What's the point of existing in another universe if you're going to die anyway? Exactly, there is none.

"There were a lot of people gathered to see what happened, and dealing with the police is too troublesome."

"Then what do we do?" Angelina asked.

"Eh, it's an unpleasant business, but I know..."

"You know a specialist in this field... so..."

Ten minutes later, we were at the Undertaker's shop. Yes, imagine, it didn't take long to get there. I only glanced at London through the window with one eye, it's a pity we didn't pass by Big Ben, but I hope one day I will see those beautiful clocks. The city is beautiful. Well... it seems so to me, as we only passed places with strange houses, and eventually arrived at the street, that is, the alley where the Undertaker's shop is located.

Is this the moment? Will I finally be able to share my worries? Will I finally be supported? Even better, does he know how to get me home?! Yes, I love this manga, and even more than the anime, but... I miss home. Yes, it was my dream to come here, but... who do I matter to here? Exactly, no one, a pawn for Ciel that he will discard later, someone who is not needed. If I were loved here, I would gladly stay, I would continue to watch beautiful people with long eyelashes and silky hair. And though I set myself a goal, I would be happy to go back home...

We went inside. It smelled strange, not exactly pleasant, probably of dead things. Yes, and the smell of cookies doesn't mix well with the smell of the dead... but as I understand, Adrian doesn't care...

"Welcome, I knew you would come today, Earl... Ehee-hee," the Undertaker climbed out of a coffin... Honestly, the atmosphere reminded me of hated horror films. I wanted to react coolly, but it still turned out the opposite. "Have you decided to lie in my exclusive coffin?"

When Adrian, tall and dark, emerged from the shadows of the black coffin, the fear was washed away by a warm wave. I lit up! Finally, I saw you!

"No, I don't have..." the Earl was interrupted by the Undertaker.

"I know why you came... and words aren't needed. It's clear at first glance..." Adrian turned to me. "Oh, and who is this lovely lady? I haven't seen you before, are you with the Earl? Or separately? If so, you'll have to wait a bit."

"No, I'm with the Earl and..." I looked at him seriously, hinting that I needed him for a rather serious matter. "Can we talk later? You do know me." At these words, Adrian brought his hand to his face with his usual smile.

The Undertaker's smile grew wider and wider. I lifted my chin slightly and smiled, already feeling our unbreakable bond, as if we were old friends meeting after many years. I behaved confidently, expecting some strange comment and already running through a bunch of ideas on how to respond to his next mysterious words or joke. "Hello, guest from the future" — as if I heard his words in advance and smiled even more brightly, noticing how his smile became noticeably brighter. The legendary, mysterious, and all-knowing reaper, I sparkle and eagerly await telling him everything I experienced while withering away at the Phantomhive mansion. He is my last hope to not go crazy, at least with someone from this world I can talk and not die from stress on the spot.