non-deacon

Claude!

Claude!

Claude!

Quarrel!

Ye Jiao opened his eyes, his long and narrow eyelids moved slightly, what is this?

This is a tall and dense forest, the sun can only cast streaks of yellow light in patches, and large swaths of black shadows are layered on top of each other. The air is full of the smell of soil and vegetation.

In the field of vision, a young man wearing European-style retro aristocratic clothes was talking to himself in front of a huge spider web not far away. His young face was full of madness, but his dark blue eyes were full of stubborn sadness.

I touched my injured waist, closed my eyes and felt the breath around me, well, it’s good, there’s no danger, I touched the mask on my face, well, there’s no mask on his face, this is troublesome Yes, he smiled helplessly, wondering if those members of the Supernatural People's Guild in Country R would pervertedly harass his "normal" life of harmony, beauty, unity, love, and progress every day!

But now the first thing he needs to do is to know where he is.

Ye Jiao, who is a high school teacher in Country Z on the surface, is actually an instructor and leader of the Supernatural Association of Country Z behind the scenes, that is, the person who discovers and guides those young rookies with supernatural abilities.

And yesterday he was unfortunately involved in a battle of supernatural beings. The place of the battle happened to be near their school, and he couldn't do without showing up. However, the enemy's artillery fire was too fierce, and our team members were too weak, so we were beaten by the enemy group He was extremely helpless, shameless and painstakingly used some shameless tactics to blow up the opponent, it was really blown up!The result is that he himself doesn't know where he went after the explosion...

Fuck, I got up enduring the pain, the blood hole in my waist was still bleeding, I held it down with one hand, although there was still bright red blood between my fingers, it was better than nothing.

He staggered towards the young man, and the young man turned around instinctively when he heard the footsteps. The tears in his eyes were still surging, and he squeezed out a gentle and kind smile that made people feel like spring breeze. Of course, the premise is that he ignored The hideous and fatal wound on his waist, well, from the slightly stiff expression of the boy, he felt that it might not be able to relax people at all.

So he said blankly: "Son, the robbers around here are too vicious, we have to leave as soon as possible!"

He made it sound like his father...

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him was stunned for a moment. Although his eyes were still filled with slow tears, his bright red thin lips evoked a strange smile, his dark blue eyes widened, and his voice was evil and clear: "Bandit? Hey, a cute little thing got lost in my territory. Tell me, how about letting me be a landlord?"

As he said that, he had already lied to his body like a snake, even though he was dressed luxuriously and moved like a rogue!grass!Where do you put your hands!Didn't you see that there was still blood there!You don't hurt me, bear boy!

However, before he could protest, the child who was just a tearful, delicate and fragile porcelain boy immediately turned into a second-grade ghost and bear child, and by the way, he stuck out his red tongue with strange patterns and said viciously: "Chlo De! Come to me at once!"

Inexplicably, this picture is a bit strangely familiar...

A tall, mighty and handsome deacon in black appeared in front of the young man in an instant, kneeling on one knee, holding his chest with one hand, the luxurious gold-rimmed glasses reflected a bright luster, a pair of long and narrow golden eyes looming behind, and his deep and hoarse voice Sounded: "yes, your highness!".

The young man looked at Ye Jiao provocatively and evilly, but at this time Ye Jiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. [The inner expression is like this (°ο°)]

Black Butler!

Ye Jiao is sure that he heard it right (and read it right), this is full of gloomy, luxurious and luxurious style of painting, this young man exuding a gloomy and ghostly atmosphere and the domineering, cool, handsome and extremely evil people around him Isn't it the pair of perverted masters and servants who love and kill each other!

oh!Those bastards from the Space-Time Administration are playing with him, right? ? ? ! ! ! !

Thinking back when Heizhi comics were popular in the whole Z country, he, who was the gardener of the motherland on the bright side and secretly the instructor of the national supernatural guild and a supernatural leader, was deeply poisoned!Of course it wasn't his voluntary choice, but the world of this rotten girl is falling!So he still remembers the basic plot routines clearly (in fact, he was also attracted by the luxurious and magnificent dark charm painting style, otherwise he would not remember so clearly ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ).

Looking at this weird scene, Ye Jiao felt that his IQ, which could put the guild of supernatural beings in R country, was not enough!Well, he chose to remain silent.

Torrance looked at the strangely dressed yellow man in front of him, squinting his eyes, showing an unscrupulous evil smile on his face, snapped his slender and delicate long fingers loudly and said to Claude: "Take him go back."

The elegant deacon in black bowed slowly and said, "yes, your highness".

The bent back seemed to be the most reliable support, and the young man had a smug smile on his face, as if this was his greatest pride.

Look, you see it, the world sees it, this is my Claude, he is so good!

The boy couldn't help but hugged the black-clothed deacon's waist and gently rubbed it up. His ever-changing face was full of dependence and tenderness at this time. He said softly: "Claude, you are mine."

The deacon in black's cold and respectful demeanor remained unchanged, but a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes at an incredible speed.

Sure enough, Ye Jiao squinted his eyes, how could the devil really obey humans?Thinking of this night, Jiao laughed unkindly in his heart, but the world in front of him was spinning, the sky was dark anyway, oh, and there were stars...

Boom!The sound of an object falling to the ground sounded, and the master and servant turned their attention to the seriously injured man again, "Take it back."

The deacon in black took the order.

The author has something to say: Don't be disgusted with the author's shortness, this was originally written when the hand was disabled.