[Black Butler] Noah's Ark

The long silver hair was too noticeable, so Sylvellen put the cloak hat back on and continued walking 'faceless' for a few blocks.

Carrying the suitcase, Sylvie stood silently at the door of an Undertaker funeral home.

"Ah..." The cracks on the wall are getting more and more year after year, but no one is still repairing them. Looking up at the corner, it's like a spider's palace!There are several types of tombstones at the door, a coffin standing upright, a few talismans pasted on them, and a few Zutapos with no words added. . .

The door in front of me, should I enter or not?It must be inside!absolute!I can't bear to look directly! !

First, take a deep breath ~ exhale ~ then, slowly open the door ~

"Ah? Not here." Several coffins in the hall were opened one by one, but none were seen, which could only mean that he went out.

Sylvia leaned on the coffin with her chin propped on her hands, her eyes staring blankly at the door, as time ticked by...

"Ah~~ha——" I didn't know how long I waited until she let out a big yawn before Sylvie stood up and opened the wooden door guarded by Mr. Skeleton on the right.

After the wooden door was opened, it was the bedroom, which was also clear at a glance. There was only a single bed and a new coffin in the small space.Fu E said softly: "Really... the coffin should also be placed in the bedroom."

Teacher, I have to personally experience the comfort of the coffin every time, but when a person dies, he dies and nothing is left. As a "legendary god of death", the obsession with these things is really...

The cloak was untied and thrown at the end of the bed at will, the two shoes were rubbed off against each other, and they lay face down vertically on the soft bed.

Sure enough, it is comfortable. If you want to say that it is used for sleeping, resting or eternal sleep, it is the best choice for the teacher.

It is said that people who fall asleep immediately after touching the pillow are blessed, so Sylvia is that lucky person, of course!This is not a good habit, it is because of this that I often wake up in some strange place, there are people traffickers, and there are also kind-hearted helpers.With regard to this matter, Sylvieren did not know how many times she was taught seriously by William, and she managed not to sleep in strange places such as the streamside in the suburbs, the grass, under the trees, or the farmers' wagons covered with hay. .

In the teacher's shop, there is no need to be on guard. Who is so bored to rob a funeral parlor, so sleep peacefully~

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A large carriage with an empty trunk was parked outside the store.

A tall man got up and down from the seat of the carriage. He was still dressed in the same clothes for thousands of years. His long silver-gray hair was only braided on the right side, and his bluish-gold eyes were covered by his long bangs. Covering his super-beautiful handsome face.

In the impression of ordinary people, the owner of the funeral home is dressed in black, with a big cloth wrapped around his shoulders, a black high hat on his head, long sleeves, and a scar on his face. People feel scary, have a weird personality, and speak creepily.

This, is the owner of the Undertaker funeral home, uh, the funeral home, the Undertaker, or the name that was told to Sylvan: Gurette Bredo.

As soon as he entered the store, the funeral home grinned, "Hee hee hee~" He picked up a small black suitcase on the coffin and hugged it with both hands, just like holding a child, but the first thing he knew was when he first entered the door The aroma he smelled was something only he could smell, and it was the breath that belonged only to Sylvia.

Gently pushing open the wooden door, I saw a lady lying on the bed with her hands under the pillow and her head buried in the pillow.

After closing the door, he carefully placed the black box on the coffin beside him, and turned to look at the sleeping person.

"Hmm, aren't you bored? You don't even cover her with a quilt." After finishing speaking, she didn't help her adjust her sleeping position and didn't cover her with a quilt. She just squatted on the edge of the bed and raised her arms and stretched out her hands, caressing the drooping silver hair. White hair, then stroked a bunch and put it on the palm of the hand to stick to the face, the covered pupils revealed elusive emotions, but the words that came out were still the same strange tone: "Hey~ dear Xiaoqian, Let Xiaosheng come and dress you up~”

Although silver hair like Xiaosheng is good, but going out like this makes people feel a little uneasy.

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"Yohe~ Xiaoxi~ did you sleep well?" After the wooden door opened, the funeral room raised its arms and shook Sylvie.

After waking up, Sylvie found herself lying on the bed with a quilt covered, and smiled comfortably.

As soon as I came out of the bedroom, I saw the funeral home putting makeup on the corpse, "Good evening teacher, I slept very comfortably here with you, when did you come back?"

Not noticing any "small changes" in herself, she naturally walked to the opposite of the funeral room, looked down at the small corpse in the coffin, and Sylvia muttered, "It's still a little girl, she must have been very cute when she was alive." See Those long eyelashes!Are children's eyelashes so long now?

"Hee hee hee~ She was really cute when she was alive, but~ Xiaosheng can make her even cuter." The funeral room glanced at Xiaoqian who was looking down at the corpse through her thick bangs, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart. The mood is inexplicably good.

The funeral home continued to work, and Sylvie was just like before, watching the funeral home from the sidelines, walking around the room when bored, or sitting there and continuing to watch him work.After pouring some tea into the beaker, and drinking a few sips for the teacher at work, Sylvie just turned the cup and continued to drink.

The funeral house raised the corners of its lips and asked, "Where does Xiaoqian want to go?" The funeral house asked while putting makeup on the corpse.

"Well, it's the heaven in the east first. I wrote to Mr. Bai Ze in Taoyuan Township. This time, I can finally spend a little longer in Taoyuan Township. I'll let him be a tour guide later on." Sylvie said casually. As he spoke, he held a bottle of liver in his hand and studied: "Hey! Is this black thing really a lung? Oh! How much cigarettes did this person smoke to ruin his lungs like this?".

The hands working in the funeral room paused for a while, and then resumed the movement after recalling the information in the brain, "Bai Ze? Oh~ I remembered, it's that monster monster! Is it reliable?"

"Don't worry, don't worry~"

Ten minutes of silence.

The funeral home didn't put down the cosmetics until the work was finished perfectly, and walked to Sylvia with the mirror: "Is it true that I haven't noticed it for so long?"

I still want to wait for Xiaoqian to ask about the hair color change~ But...after the hair color changes...well, I seem to be a bit self-defeating.

"What did you find? Oh! Oh~ your hair is done well. As expected of a teacher, I haven't seen my black hair for a long time, but I think I'm quite suitable for black hair..." Sylvie moved from the mirror Opening his eyes, he turned his head to look at the funeral room, brushed the broken hair behind his ear and said with a smile: "Is it~"

The silver-haired Sylvia is already a very beautiful beauty with a bright and enchanting beauty, but when the silver hair turns back to the black it used to be, it is even more irresistible. The black hair can even reflect Sylvia's fair and flawless Skin, now her frowns and smiles are touching, elegant and beautiful.

At this time, the funeral home just grinned and didn't speak. Except for the grinning mouth, no expression could be seen. . .

Xi Weilun took out her pocket watch and looked: "Ah~ the ferry to Taoyuan Township has come to pick me up, let's go~" Picking up the small black suitcase, she walked towards the door.

"You really don't need to send me off. How old am I? Teacher, do you still treat me like a child? I can go by myself."

"Woooo~ Xiaoqian has grown up, Xiaosheng is really happy! But in Xiaosheng's heart, you will always be a child~" Holding the smiling Sylvan in his arms, he touched his head, kissed his forehead, and rubbed his face "Be careful outside~ Come back early! Xiaosheng will be lonely too~" Ever since you moved to Death Apartment to live alone, Xiaosheng has been lonely...

"I don't know how many years, if I haven't grown up, it will be terrible... I will come back soon, huh, lonely? I have read the effective treatment method in the book, teacher, please lower your head."

After the funeral room cooperated and squatted down a little obediently, Sylvia slowly lifted his bangs that covered half of his face. After seeing that face, he couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Sure enough, it's more beautiful like this!"Why on earth are you covering your face. '

Then, like the male protagonist of a certain girl manga comforting the female protagonist, he slowly leaned over and lightly tapped the other person's forehead, then put the bangs back and straightened them out, and said without blushing, "If you are lonely, how can you feel better like this?" Is it a little better? I should go, there is no time."

......My dear Xiaoqian, what books do you usually read?

After recovering from it, he turned around and went back to the store. The funeral room combed his hair with his hands, and he snickered happily, "Oh~ this is the first time Xiaoqian has taken the initiative~ But Xiaoqian, you are so Say it and leave, isn't Xiaosheng even more lonely..."

But this can be regarded as a great comfort. In the past, it was useless to please her when she was a child, and she didn't even hold his little hand when she went out.Are all kids this difficult?That was the first and only time he took care of a child. At that time, he was at a loss!

It’s better to grow up~ The older I get, the closer I get, "How long will my Xiaoqian be by my side? Hehehe~"

Keeping a good mood, I opened a dark room on the left, picked up the photo in the fixer, rinsed it with clean water, and then exited the dark room, "Hey hey hey~ This photo is really good~ Should Xiaosheng think about opening a photo studio again? ~Hee hee hee..."

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