“Ciel has a bit of dog blood running inside him, so you can say he had attachment to his owner.” Mikaela’s explanation sounded simple. No, it was indeed simple, and rude at the same time.
“What did you say?!!!” Ciel looked like he’s prepared to have a brawl with Mikaela.
“You two, stop fighting…” Louis stood in between them as he waved his hands.
While Louis tried to calm down the duo from breaking into a fight, Charles and Arthur were having their dinner, Arthur was sitting at the edge of the bed as he enjoyed spoon-feeding Charles while the old man sat on his lap.
“Sorry, young Arthur, do we really have to sit like this?” Charles gratefully ate what Arthur fed him, although he did feel a sense of discomfort for his sitting position.
“Why? Are you not comfortable with this position,
