The hungry demon had a sumptuous and delicious meal before his eyes.
The impure blue soul, not the blue sky, not the ocean, is so cunning that it intoxicates it...
Eat him, eat him. Eat him! Eat him! ! Every part of his body screamed this thought. He is weak, I am strong! Eat him! The devil thought extremely strongly.
No, hold on, the best time has not yet come... The devil used his precarious reason to restrain himself, warning himself over and over again, his fingertips trembling slightly from the suppression.
"What are you thinking about?" The young earl asked condescendingly with half-squinted eyes.
What beautiful eyes. Sebastian paused and slowly raised his head.
He smiled and said softly in a pleasant voice
"I was thinking about dinner tonight."
Ciel: "... Really?"
Respecting the original work cannot guarantee that the character will not collapse.