Kuroshitsuji-In High School

Monster's First Kiss Part IV

"I can't believe I left this up to you. I should have made this 'game' easier on myself" The Victorian 'me' was here again.

"Well I'm sorry, but if you would help me out as to what I am supposed to do, that would be great."

"You're the one that has to remember who you are! I can't tell you anything, because that would be cheating."

"You seem like the kind of person that would cheat a lot though."

"How rude!"

"At least tell me if Mr. Michaelis is actually a demon."

"Hmm, fine, I'll tell you. To ease your painful suffering."

I'm waiting here lady. Even if you are 'me' I am pretty sure I'm not you.

"Yes."

Yes? Yes he is? Yes he isn't?

Be more specific!

Great, now she is disappearing again.

...

I was standing against a tree, no place in particular, but I think it was somewhere near the Trancy Division.

I let out a long sigh. This really isn't getting any easier for me.

Someone fell out of the tree that I was leaning up against and I jumped.

"Hello again Lisa!~"

Do I know this kid? Why is he already calling me 'Lisa'?

"Hello."

"Will you do me a favor and go to the library with me?"

I don't really mind a trip to the library but I don't even know this kid.

Do I?

"Okay, sure." I stated simply.

"Great!" he smiled and grabbed my hand leading me to the library.

I remember one of the first times I went to the library, Mr. Michaelis was tutoring me.

That was a very memorably embarrassing day. I blushed at the thought.

We entered the library and he disappeared.

Where did the little guy go? Didn't he want me to accompany him?

I wandered around looking at books and things, when I stumbled upon The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. This seems interesting.

Isn't Sherlock Holmes like a famous detective?

I picked it up and started flipping through the pages. I'm not too much into mystery but I decided to give it a try anyways.

I turned back to the cover and noticed the author, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. That seems really nostalgic. Arthur Doyle. Do I know someone by that name?

I don't think I do.

The little cute idiot suddenly appeared beside me again. How old is this kid? He looks too young to be in high-school.

"Do you like mystery, Lisa?" he asked me.

"No, not really. I haven't read much of it so I don't know."

"Really?"

"Anyway, why did you want me to come here with you?"

He ran off again without answering me. That brat! I don't even know who you are!