His Butler, Strongest

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   "Bloody hell, this wire's done for." Bard says looking at a chewed up wire.

   "Oh, not the rats again." Mey-Rin complains as she and Finny sit next to Bard.

   "This is gettin' ridiculous. I mean I heard they'd been plaguin' London   lately, but I never expected them to be such a problem this far out of the city." Bard complains as a rat runs out in front of them squeaking. The three servants yell, and Finny grabs a statue.

   "Now I've got you, rat!" Finny yells as he throws the statue at the rat.

   "Nooo!" Bard yells at Finny.

   "Looks like it got away." Finny says as he chuckles nervously.

   "What are you laughin' for? Are you tryin' to kill us too, you idiot?" Bard scolds Finny.



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   "Quite a commotion going out there, It seems you're experiencing a rat problem as well." Randall says.

   "Speaking of which, how long will you let the vermin run wild? Filthy monsters. Someone really ought to take care of them, don't you think?" A man eating a sandwich says.

   "And someone will. He is just waiting for the opportune moment." Lau says

   "Indeed. He prefers to settle things with one blow. Will you pass on this turn too, Lord Phantomhive?" Madame Red asks her nephew.

   "I'll pass. It's my policy not to shoot if I know that I'll miss." Ciel says smirking as a man hits his next shot in pool.

   "That's all very well, but when will you handle the problem?" Randall asks.

   "Any time you like. The rats will come soon come looking for their forbidden cheese, and I hold the key to the storehouse." Ciel tells him.

   "Ugh..." Vanel groans.

   "Even so, locating the nest and eliminating the vermin promises to be a tedious task. You should concentrate on preparing me a suitable reward."

   "What a vulture!" Randall mumbles loudly.

   "Sir. Randall, I'd be careful how you smear my family name." Ciel warns him.

   "Ha, you're in trouble now, Randall. What next, Lord Phantomhive?" Vanel says smirking with a cigar in his mouth.

   "It's time to put an end to this worthless game, don't you think? How soon can you secure the payment?" Ciel asks as he gets up to take his turn in pool.

   "Tonight, I'll have it by then." Randall tells him.

   "Then I'll send a carriage for you later. We can even prepare some light entertainment for you, does that sound good?" He hypothetically asks as he sits himself on the pool table lining up his shot.

   "You passed your turn twice and now you're after them all in one go?" The man with a sandwich asks.

   "Naturally."

   "Careful, or your greed will undo you." Randall warns the young earl. Ciel smirks as he takes his shot, and wins the game.

   "Am I undone?"



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   Once most of the guests leave, Lau, Ran-Mau, Madame Red, and Ciel all go to the drawing room for some tea.

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