-Dispatch Management Division-
“My dearest William, I’m going.” Grell blew a kiss when he finished his words.
“Please… can you leave, immediately?” As usual, William used his scythe, which is a double-sided clipper to adjust his glasses, so that they don’t fell off.
“Oh… can’t you just pretend it, just act with me once? You’re so heartless!” He’s still tempting to swoop down him.
“Grell Sutcliffe… don’t make me say it again, I…”
“Okay, okay, I’m going! Don’t miss me too much… honey.” Grell could feel the murderous atmosphere coming out from the man so he escaped just on time.
-Human world-
“It’s so boring… mainly because there are not many handsome boys in the human world. Well, what should I do now… em?” Grell was grumbling sitting on top of the roof but then he saw something unusual happening on the ground.
“Oh well oh well… looks like something interesting is happening.” So that’s why many people’s souls are flying away rapidly in this recent period.
“Hi! You did a thoroughgoing job isn’t it?” Grell jumped off from the roof and said to the lady who is in a deep red.
“Huh…?! Who is it?!” It seems like the lady didn’t expected someone would appear suddenly so she was shocked and turn her neck towards Grell.
“Oh oh oh don’t be that afraid! I won’t bite you. I’m only interested in handsome people but you’re not, so…” He blew a kiss again.
“Don’t think it is such a funny thing…! Go die…!”
“Oh my dear! I don’t think human like you have the potential to kill a reaper.” Grell grabbed the lady’s surgical knife, used another hand to hold her neck.
If you look closer you can see that the lady is in red even if you couldn’t see the blood.
It was hard to figure out which is blood and which is part of her body.
…but Grell Sutcliffe loves red.
He loves nothing other than red.
“I’m not interested in women… but I like you.” Grell pull the lady’s red hair and said.
“What are you…” The lady tried to resist but it didn’t work.
“Hum… what do you think of starting a partnership?”
Grell Sutcliffe is a grim reaper, it is definite that he doesn’t think anything matters even someone dies in front of him.
Madame Red’s situation is a little difficult to explain.
Maybe she overcame a lot of inhuman experiences so she turned into a ‘reaper’.
If Grell said he would give her a help, why would she decline him?
Isn’t it such a good idea?
At that moment, she just thought like that. Simply.
Grell doesn’t have feel when he is with woman, but he just loved Madame Red’s murdering act.
So Grell Sutcliffe became Madame Red’s assistant.
A lady called Angelina Durless.
These two started to appear frequently and people from the news called them ‘Jack the Ripper’.
-One month later-
“Mr Spears, Mr Sutcliffe was… please read this report!” The little reaper was too anxious and he left the letter in front of William’s desk.
“What happened? ” He opened the letter.
“Grell you idiot… don’t leave me a mess!” William was calm at usual but he’s filled with anger now.
“Madame Red I’m going out now… you can finish the work by yourself. By the way I’m going to your sleep at your niece’s villa.” There were pink hearts popping from his eyes when he finished this sentence.
“Sleep at Ciel’s villa? What? I can’t believe it you are so shameless you just can’t leave him alone…” Madame Red held her surgical knife tight and walked backwards while speaking.
“No… no way! Of course I’m not interested in that little kid! My target is my lovely Sebastian!” Grell got mad.
“Oh… you should said it quickly. I just thought you’re abnormal… well something similar.”
“Don’t you think you’re a bit rude?”
“Just go…! Be aware of Sebastian anyway.”
Everybody knows who is ‘Jack the Rippers’ now.
That’s all Sebastian’s fault.
He’s too clever and mysterious.
“What are you doing? Kill him, Madame Red.”
“No… I can’t! I cannot do this! He’s my…! O…” Madame Red spurted out a lot of blood and she couldn’t finish what she wanted to say.
“Don’t try to be sympathetic. I thought you weren’t such a superficial woman. I thought you were different but it looks like I’m wrong. I’m too disappointed of you. ”
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