"Claude."
"Huh?"
"I like you." As if summoning up all the courage, "I like you more than Ciel, and I like you more than anyone else."
"..." Claude was silent.
"I know that Ciel can only accept you without a soul."
"..." Continued silence.
"How about this? Give me a month. If you still want me to leave after one month, I will leave and not bother you. Okay...?"
His voice was trembling. Alois knelt on the sand and hugged Claude's legs. He raised his head and looked at Claude with a smile that couldn't be considered a smile.
Such a familiar scene. Claude even had auditory hallucinations, which seemed to be a voice from ancient times - "Claude, you are my highness..."
There was no such high-spirited words. Claude came back to his senses and said, "Okay."