— Phantom Hein Manor.
This is an old British mansion, a typical noble manor. In addition to the main residential area, there are gardens, courtyards, rivers, and stables. In addition, there are many traces of damaged buildings on the periphery. It is completely possible to infer the glory of this family in its heyday.
It was dusk at this time, and the whole mansion was painted a faint red by the setting sun.
Accompanied by the neighing of the horses and the noise of the wheels slowing down, in front of the gate of the manor, the deacon Sebastian stopped the carriage firmly at the gate of the house. He jumped down from the driver's seat neatly and calmly, then walked to the front of the carriage, bowed and opened the door, and the young count holding a staff of civilization came out from inside while supporting his outstretched hand.
"Welcome back, young master." The blond maid who had been waiting in front of the door folded her arms and bowed to him. "Dinner is ready, and hot water is ready in the bathroom. You..."
Before she finished speaking, a blue children's coat was thrown over, and the owner of the manor who passed her had already asked for it: "Hot water, I want to take a bath."
Taking the coat without panic, the attentive maid immediately noticed several gaps made by sharp weapons, and couldn't help turning her head to look at the thin figure who had already stepped on the steps and was about to enter the door.
Phantom Hein, the hereditary earl of England, this family can get this honor not because of anything else, but because they deal with all the dark side things for the ruler of this country—that is, the dark and dangerous things behind the scenes. The dirty and dirty things are all done by this family in order to maintain the glamorous and positive image of the royal family in front of the public.
Because of this, the family's reputation among the people and even the nobles was not good, and they even made many enemies.
Evil aristocrats, the order of the underworld, the queen's dog—these are the evaluations and titles given to this family by the world.
When only this thin boy was left in the family, all these things inevitably fell on his thin shoulders.
Naturally, it also includes various life-threatening assassinations or accidents.
The maid gathered up the coat, bowed her head towards the boy's back and replied respectfully: "Yes, I will prepare it for you immediately."
After entering the bathroom, with the help of Sebastian, Charles took off his clothes one by one.
"Hiss—" When he entered the water, he couldn't help taking a breath because he touched the wound on his arm. It was the wound that was cut open by the prisoner when he went out to solve the Queen's case. Without the presence of outsiders, the pain caused him to attack directly, " Clumsy! You are so unqualified as a deacon, Sebastian!"
"I'm very sorry, master." The deacon is obviously very used to Charles' frequent tantrums, "It hasn't been long since I made a contract with you to become your deacon, and I'm really rusty in serving people. After all, you know Yes, I am better at other things than taking care of people." As he said this, his dark red eyes glanced at the young man, although the eyes were dark, but the eyes that represented greed and appetite already explained a lot of things.
Facing such dangerous eyes, the boy didn't show any signs of timidity. On the contrary, he narrowed his eyes sullenly: "Don't forget our contract. Before you help me fulfill my wish, my orders are absolute. .”
"You're right." Facing this look, the deacon's attitude became more satisfied and courteous, and then he made a suggestion, "Master, your arm is injured. If you really can't stand my thick hands and feet , I think the maid who has been guarding the door must be happy to do it for you, she seems to be very worried about your injury, do you need me to call her in?"
"Melu?" The young man glanced at the door with his dark blue eyes, and then looked away, "It's not necessary."
This undisguised vigilance was easily captured by the deacon, and he squinted his eyes clearly. Ciel hated Sebastian's expression, and sarcastically said, "If you want to push things to others, you might as well think about how to do them well. Or as a devil, you can't even help people take a bath? "
After taking a bath, applying the medicine again, binding the wound, and changing his clothes again, Charles went into the restaurant and finally had dinner—he was really hungry after running around for so long.
The dinner was very delicious, and the flavors were all Shire's usual preferences. The chef would know if he tasted it carefully, so the parties had a very pleasant meal. This is also what Charles is most satisfied with about this maid.
"Okay, let's take it down." The boy's tone was much gentler as his stomach was satisfied.
"Yes." The maid stepped forward and began to remove the plates.
Charles sat on the spot without moving, but his eyes were fixed on the girl's calm and orderly withdrawing movements like a textbook. Even the most picky etiquette teacher couldn't find any faults in her stability. Her left eye was slightly half-closed like a sapphire. .
Until the blond-haired maid left with the plate, Charles looked at her background and did not speak from the beginning to the end.
"I thought you would stop her." The deacon who was guarding the master saw through his thoughts, "After all, she has been in this house for almost a week."
The boy's delicate brows immediately frowned: "It's not necessary." Then he stood up.
There was still some time before returning to the bedroom to rest, and there was still a pile of documents waiting for him to deal with in the study.
That's right, after that rainy night, Merlu, who was formally hired, has been working as a maid of Phantom Hein's family for a week.
In the past week, except for the first two days used to get acquainted with the environment and buy the maid's attire, the girl has completely adapted to the environment and work of this mansion—the only elusive place is probably the young master's sometimes calm and sometimes childish attitude. out of character.
"I'm hungry and want cake."
In the study room, the owner of the manor suddenly raised his head while he was dealing with official duties. His gray and dark green soft short hair was coated with a layer of warm color by the huge French windows behind him, which also made the little boy with a somewhat gloomy temperament look warmer. Even asking for snacks at this moment Her aggressive posture was a bit pampered.
When he said this, the deacon and maid who were standing around the room reacted differently. The former was indifferent, while the latter had already raised her skirt and bowed to salute, and responded meekly: "Yes, I will prepare it for you immediately."
But before she took a step, she was stopped by the master: "Melu, wait." The blond girl in a black and white maid skirt turned around in surprise, and heard the boy say again, "Let Sebastian go."
This request stunned the servants for a moment.
In the mansion in front of me, apart from the master Shire, there are only three servants living in the house, Sebastian the deacon, the maid Merle, and the old butler Tanaka. The daily chores were all handed over to the deacon and the maid, especially the cooking, which was completely taken care of by Melu, which was why Sebastian hadn't moved before.
"But young master, Mr. Deacon..." Mei Lu objected subconsciously.
"How can my deacon fail to do such a small thing?" The boy sitting behind the desk interrupted the maid's doubts with a wave of his hand, "Sebastian, why don't you go quickly?"
"Obey." The deacon raised his hand and bowed, and simply accepted the order and left.
Then, not long after.
Merlu watched the master throw the cream cake cut from the plate directly on the deacon's handsome face, and the snow-white cream covered Sebas's face.
"You didn't think about trying it when you made it? This kind of simple imitation of the appearance, are you sure it's for me?"
In front of another servant, Charles didn't intend to save the deacon's face at all, and bluntly satirized him.
The young master seems to like to embarrass Mr. Deacon.
That's what Merle thought when she and Sebastian finished cleaning up the scene and went out with the dishes. After sending it to the kitchen, she reached out to dip a little of the remaining cream on the plate, and the girl's delicate facial features transformed into a subtle expression.
"Mr. Deacon." She stopped the black-haired young man who was about to leave, "Does Mr. Deacon have a problem with his sense of taste?"
This is the first time since Mei Lu came to the manor a week ago, besides work, she took the initiative to talk to the person in front of her.
When she asked this question, her expression was very serious, so serious that Sebastian found it funny, so he turned around and asked her back in his usual gentle tone: "Miss Meilu, why did you say that?"
"Anyone who has tasted that cake will ask that question." The maid gave a very innocent and straightforward answer, "Besides, I have almost never seen Mr. Deacon eating, and I have never seen you cook. You don't look like a person who can cook." That's why she subconsciously objected when she heard that Charles asked Sebastian to make snacks.
Although the girl didn't say the hidden words, the deacon had already read a subtext from her expression - how could the things that the young master imported be so shoddy, you need to be more careful!
"Now that you've seen it, I won't hide it." Sebastian didn't hide his shortcoming, "That's right, my sense of taste is indeed different from that of ordinary people, and I can hardly taste the delicacies that everyone says Taste." He is a demon, and the only thing that can judge whether it is delicious or not is the human soul.
"To tell you the truth, I have only been with him for two or three months as the young master's deacon, and I am not as proficient in all kinds of housekeeping as Miss Meilu." Who knew that this human brat would be so troublesome, "As a freshman deacon, I still have a lot to learn. Moreover, you have seen the temper of the young master..." He said this, with a sad expression, and that handsome face is enough to make many women feel maternal on the spot .
However, the girl didn't receive this hormone at all, and when she heard what he said, she said decisively and directly: "Let me teach you. As long as Mr. Deacon is willing, I will teach you how to cook."
"She really said that?"
In the bedroom of the main house, Charles, who had already changed into pajamas, was surprised when he heard the deacon's report.
A maid of unknown origin, as the head of the noble family who has been dealing with private matters for the royal family, how could she not be vigilant, and taking her into the house is just to see what kind of conspiracy the other party wants to play, it is best to kill one by following the vine one.
As a result, the other party seemed to be very calm, kept his own law and did not say anything, and planned to help him train deacons.
"It's not just cooking." After putting away the clothes that the young master had changed, the deacon took out a blue coat.
"Isn't this...?" Charles widened his eyes.
"Exactly that." The deacon affirmed.
What I saw in front of me was the coat that Charles had several cuts when he went out the day before yesterday. The dress was exclusively customized by Nina, a high-end tailor. There is no second same style in the world. appeared in front of Charles.
"Cooking, mending, gardening, washing, cleaning, even furniture maintenance, taking care of horses... Miss Merle is really proficient in many things. To be honest, even I have to admire it." While folding the coat, Gathering them into the closet, the deacon in a tuxedo said casually.
Charles frowned, "Why?"
It doesn't do her any good at all.
Sebastian also asked this question at the time.
"Because the young master wants a perfect Mr. Deacon." At that time, the maid replied with a smile, "otherwise he wouldn't have been so harsh on you."
This made him stunned for a while.
Because "the young master wants it", she "gives it", and without thinking about it, she offered to help him become a "perfect deacon".
This kind of behavior... can be called loyalty without any selfishness, right? He didn't think about what kind of situation he would face after he "learned the teacher".
The amazement was very short-lived, and it was taken back in just a moment. The handsome deacon showed his usual modest smile, stroked his shoulders and bowed his head to the girl: "Then I will leave it to you, Ms. Meilu."
Although it's only a matter of time before he becomes self-taught, but... there is a more convenient shortcut, so why not do it
As for the future fate of this maid, that is not something he needs to consider.