Chapter 7 - A horrible week

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A light from a knife, huh?

I gave up and closed my eyes. The last thing i heard was a laugh. The most hysteric, murderer laugh i've ever heard in my pathetic life.

I suddenly felt something go through my stomach, making me cough even more.

Fuck, i'm blacking out

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"(Y-(Y/N)?"

"(Y/N)??"

"(Y/N)..."

"WHO THE FUCK IS CALLING MY NAME ALL THE DAMN TIME!?"

O-Oh?

I'm alive.

I confused raised my back to see where i was. This place seemed kinda familiar, but it was definitely not the cellar.

"Ouch!?" My stomach hurted so much, i couldn't even raise my back up like a normal person. I laid my back to the (problably) bed so that i could only look at the huge lamp. My (E/C) eyes where dying because of the light from the lamp, so i quickly closed my eyes.

'Please say this is just a over realistic nightmare, just a over realistic fucking nightmare'

I suddenly heard an annoying noice from the door, opening and closing after some seconds. I carefully glanced at the door, covering my eyes with my left arm.

"S-Sorry for-r intruding..." A girl voice stuttered and i could hear her walk closer to me, because of the loudly noice her heels gave.

"H-Here is your tea with h-honey and lemon-n" The girl voice stuttered as i forced my eyes to see who it was.

"...O-Oh, I am-m so sorry!!" She realized my eyes were dying and turned off the huge lamp, quickly turning on the little lamp that was on the small, white table beside me. I slowly opened my eyes and carefully raised my back until i felt a huge pain in my stomach and backed my back a bit, supporting my back with my arms and hands. I looked around.

In front of me was a woman with short, wavy and dark brown, nearly black hair. Her eyes where small and black, and she was wearing a casual maid clothing. she was wearing black glasses too.

A maid, huh?

Of course that son of a bastard have maids, he lives in a huge mansion.

She looks pretty young though, around the age of twenty.

"Are you the satan's maid?" I asked and she confused looked at me. "Y-You mean Y-Yanagi Itachi?" She stuttered as i nodded. My (E/C) eyes stared at her small, black eyes as i spoke.

"Yes, i mean that satan" I replied and she slowly nodded.

"Yes, i am" The maid gently smiled as i stared at her with the eyes of sadness.

"I feel bad for you"

"D-Don't! I'm okay-y, don't w-worry!"

"Why are you stuttering though?"

"I'm new in t-this country, so i am kind of new with this language-e" She replied as she tickled her cheek with her index finger.

"Oh, okay. But you're good at speaking though, just a bit stuttering that's all"

"T-Thanks, (Y-(Y/S)!!"

"You're welcome. O-Oh, can you give me that tea cup?" I pointed at the tea cup she was holding as she lowered her head. "Y-Yes, but be careful, it's warm" She gave me the tea cup after i nodded. I took the tea cup and carefully breathed out on the tea as i glanced at the maid.

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