I don't own Black Butler :))
You are a half-angel, half-demon...
For demons, their hearts don't beat until they pass their soulmate, they don't feel pleasure, they don't feel that many emotions.
What happens when Sebastian comes across his soulmate...
"This fellow is the child of craziness and laziness...," An old man read out. His scanned across the bodies that were hung upside down. All men wearing nothing but whiteish gray underwear as they all were tied with a rope where a note was stuck on them.
"This is the twentieth case!" The man shouted angrily as he held up one of the notes. "Have you still not apprehended the culprit, Aberlain?"
"I-I am profoundly sorry!" Aberlain shouted scared.
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"Failing to catch Jack the Ripper, doing nothing but putting feathers in that brat's cap...," Arthur fumed as he started to scrunch the piece of paper in his hand.
"That brat?... Do you mean Ciel Phantomhive?" Aberlain asked sincerely. "I cannot help but feel that he bears some immense burden even if he is still a child,"
"A child?" Arthur scoffed as he narrowed his eyes.
"A series of incidents targeting those who have returned from India?" An emotionless childish voice spoke.
"Ciel-kun!" Aberlain gaped as he jumped from his spot.
"It seems there haven't been any fatalities yet," Ciel mumbled moving forward and grasping the papers held by Arthur. The old man's eyes widening with hate.
"Crazy and lazy children, huh?" Ciel readout. "The culprit's choice of words is very accurate. I also think this country would be considerably better off without the nouveau riche who came back from India...however,...this mark is...,"
"They're making fun of us Englishmen and her Majesty the Queen," Arthur chided as he snatched back the papers. "The culprit has to be an Indian!"
"Ah, so that's why I was called out...The vast majority of Indians who have been smuggled into the country are situated in the East End underworld society. Scotland Yard still has no idea of the exact number or their precise locations, does it?" Ciel questioned. "There is no way we can sit idly by while the royal family is slandered...Let's go...Sebastian...Y/n,"
"Yes," Sebastian and Y/n both spoke as they followed Ciel.
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"This is supposed to be the area where most of the Indians are hiding out," Y/n announced.