On a normal day, a first-grade primary school student named Conan picked up a boy with short gray-blue hair and gorgeous clothes.
Not to mention how bizarre and dazzling the young man was when he appeared on the scene, just looking at his appearance and dress, he was not an ordinary person, let alone a member of the organization.
Conan's children took the boy home and took good care of him.
After the boy woke up, he told his origin.
Phantomhive? Count? Angel? Demon?
Conan chuckled inwardly.
Conan did not expect that from then on, he would never be able to find the correct and stable three views he had once had...
This is the story of a materialistic boy who keeps slapping him in the face
This is a story about a master and his servant traveling happily to another world.
Ps: The consequences of the author's wild imagination, please be cautious when entering the pit.
Reader comments
It's on fire ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The author greatly supports you. Why did you stop updating for a year?
It's on fire ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The author greatly supports you. Why did you stop updating for a year?
Come on ↖(^ω^)↗, also, I can't stand Chapter 9