A sigh escaped my lips, and I hung my head in displeasure. The feelings I were feeling were so complicated that I did not know what to do with them.

Another sigh slipped past my lips, and as it did, I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts.

Nothing happened, my mind was filled with confusion, and then I looked out the window. The blue sky was beautiful, there was no cloud in sight, and the sunshine shone down from the heavens above, lightening up the world and allowing for the flowers outside to bloom in a splendor of color.

The weather was great, the day wonderful, but my mind was in disarray, and my heart was in turmoil.

I sighed again while looking at this blue sky, seeing a bird fly past it and wishing that I was this bird, free from worries and only enjoying the great weather.

"Master, you are aware that every time you sigh, a little bit of happiness will escape you," a melodious voice resounded in the room and caused me to sigh once again, even deeper and longer than before.

I turned my head and looked at my butler. He was looking at me with a smile on his lips and a slightly curious expression in his eyes.

"Oh, it's you," I sighed again, before turning my head back to the blue expanse I could see from the window. My chin was resting in my hand, and my eyes were staring at the blue sky.

Another sigh escaped my lips. "I brought you some sweets," Sebastian, my butler, said as if he was an adult trying to tempt a child to smile.

"Just leave them," I said without looking at him. Although I adored sweets, right now I was in no mood to indulge in those kinds of things. A sigh once more escaped my lips.

"Leave them?" Sebastian sounded stunned. He left the trolley where the sweets were placed upon and headed towards my side.

He removed the glove that usually adorned his hand, and placed his cold hand on my forehead.

I was not in a mood to complain; I just let him do whatever he wanted to while looking at the vast blue expanse that spread out from my window.

"You do not seem feverish," Sebastian said confused. He then placed his face in front of my face, and peered into my eyes, for the first time shocking me back to reality.

"I am just a bit melancholic," I answered casually. "Leave me alone for now."

Sebastian frowned, but he would never go against my orders, and after a final glance at me he left the room, leaving behind the snacks on the trolley in the hope that I would eat them later.

My eyes swept across the sweets and another sigh escaped my lips. I knew that Sebastian had made these snacks for me, he would have gone out of his way to make them exactly to my taste, so maybe I had hurt him when I said that I would not eat his snacks?

I almost laughed when that thought reached my mind. "As if he would ever feel hurt because of me," I muttered to myself and shook my head before returning to stare at the blue sky.

I had many things I needed to think about. Sebastian was the first and foremost person in my mind. He had now followed me for years, done everything that I asked of him and never once complained.

A few times he had tried to see if he could mess up my mental state and cause me to slip up and become his target, but he had never betrayed me.

Sebastian was not human. I had never regarded him as human either, I had even named him after my deceased dog, and I treated him worse than one would treat their servants, yet he was always by my side, doing exactly what I had told him to do.

Lately, I had found my thoughts revolving around Sebastian. I was thinking about what his real name could be, I was considering how he saw me, and I even found myself feeling uncomfortable whenever I thought about how I had treated him in the past.

Why had my thoughts changed? Was it because Sebastian had saved my life again recently. Was I merely blinded by the display of gentleness he showed me?

I did not know. I was confused and in complete disarray. He was my contracted worker; he would do anything I told him to do until my vengeance was cleared. Why would I care about what he thought of me?

With the contract, he had placed on my eye, and I had placed on his hand, it was impossible for him to betray me, it was impossible for me to run from our deal.

I had already acknowledged that when I got my revenge, I would be tormented for the rest of eternity if I would not be consumed by him and become nothing. Never again reincarnate, never again experience life.

But this did not matter to me at the current point in life. I knew about it when I signed the deal; it was no problem. My life had already ended had it not been for this devil who was now taking care of me; he had extended me a chance to take revenge, and I had readily accepted it.

Now the time had gone past, I had almost gained my revenge, but what worried me was not the fact that my soul would be tormented or consumed, but the fact that Sebastian was the same as before.

Did Sebastian feel pleased with the fact that this masquerade was over soon? Of course, he would. I had never treated him well, and it was not before now it became apparent to me.

All this time, Sebastian had been by my side. From the very start, my life would have been over time and time again, had he not saved me. My home would have been destroyed; I would not have had anyone to rely on. It finally made itself apparent to me.

I wanted to show to Sebastian that I appreciated his help, but he was most likely going to laugh at me and say I should finish my revenge so that I could fulfill my end of the bargain.

I was depressed. Why did I suddenly care for Sebastian this much? I used to see him as a convenient tool, but things had changed.

I was all alone in my room, hours went by, but I did nothing, I was sitting there, staring out the window without knowing what to do.

Sigh after sigh escaped my lips when suddenly I felt someone moving in the room again.

"Master, I am worried about you," Sebastian's voice sounded in the room, but his words made me snort. Was he anxious about me, or was he annoyed with me?

"I'm sorry," I said anyway and turned my chair back to face Sebastian. I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him with a slightly aggressive expression on my face. I did not know why, but looking at him right now I was annoyed.

Every time I saw Sebastian, I became annoyed. It was utterly contrary to the feelings I felt when I was alone, but the thought of him not caring about me was so deeply rooted in me that I blamed him unreasonably.

Sebastian looked confused as he looked at me, he looked seriously stumped by my reaction, and he was clearly unsure of what to do with himself.

"Are you feeling bad?" Sebastian asked confused. It was clear that he could not understand my current thoughts, and thankfully so.

"I am fine," I replied curtly while looking intently at Sebastian's face. I was waiting to see if he would show even the slightest bit of displeasure, but all I could see was a genuine concern.

I sighed and stood up. "I have not been able to work today," I announced. "Do I have any meetings tomorrow? If I do tell me who it is with so that I can reschedule, I am unable to meet anyone right now."

Sebastian frowned again. "You have no meetings, but why not just make me prepare for your meetings, or make me reschedule them?" he asked confused. Usually, I would definitely have done so, but after realizing that I did not want him to hate me, I also was unsure of how to treat him now.

"No need for you to do that, I can handle it myself," I said, but my words just made the frown on Sebastian's face turn deeper.

"I see," Sebastian answered, and for the first time I think I heard a bit of annoyance in his voice.

Had I done something wrong? I was puzzled, but I did not want to ponder on it. "Since that is it, I will go take a bath," I announced and left the room leaving Sebastian, the sweets from earlier, and the many documents I was supposed to work on behind.

I was fleeing. I suddenly felt something within me that made me want to cry. Sebastian was genuinely annoyed with me; it was not just something I expected, but when hearing the annoyance in his voice, I felt like crying like the child I looked like.

Fleeing the room, I did not lift my head to see Sebastian one last time. I felt my eyes burning and rushed into my chambers and into my bathroom where I quickly undressed and went to stand under the shower.

I would usually take a bath; today I felt a need to shower. I wanted to feel the water wash away my sorrows and uncertainties and allow for me to return to the normal state of mind.

I was all alone in the bathroom. My eyes were burning, and I lifted my head and closed my eyes, allowing for the water to splash my face and mix with the tears that streamed down from the eyes. No one could tell the difference between tears and waterdrops.

"Why am I so weak?" I muttered to myself with anguish in my voice. "Why have I changed?"

Unknown to me, Sebastian was standing right outside the bathroom, listening intently to my mumbling, and his face was completely expressionless.

His hand was lifted and was about to knock on the door, but it paused in the movement, and a smile suddenly flickered across his lips. "So you are scared of the future huh?" Sebastian asked with a low voice.

I was unable to hear the voice or the question. The water was flowing down on me, and thundering in my ears.

I continued to mutter to myself. "He hates me," I sighed, "he wants to kill me as soon as possible, so he does not have to follow after my stupid orders. He finds me annoying and wants to get rid of me as soon as possible."

The words caused even more tears to stream out of my eyes; I was unsure of what exactly I should do.

"I guess there is nothing to do," I sighed. "I have to get my revenge and then give up my life. That is what he wants. Considering how long he has been following behind me, is this not the least I can do?"

Unbidden words escaped my lips together with the tears that streamed down my cheeks. It never occurred to me that every word I said could be heard by the demon in question that was standing outside the room.

His face, which had been expressionless turned surprised when my last words left my lips, and his face turned puzzled.

"Why do I care so much about him? Since when have I begun to care for him to the point of worrying about his every behavior?" I sighed again and shook my head before I decided not to speak any more words.

I just stood under the water waiting for the tears to stop flowing and clearing my head. I took a few deep breaths, and my heart started calming down, my mind sobering up.

I was uncomfortable about the rising emotions within myself, and I was even more afraid to ask why they were appearing. For what reason could it be that Sebastian had become so dear to me?

While I was clearing my head, Sebastian was standing outside the door completely stunned. His face showed utter disbelief, and his eyes were wide open.

"He is not worried about the torment he will experience when he has to give me his part of the bet; he is worried about me?!" Sebastian's voice was trembling slightly before he vanished from the sight without anyone knowing he had been there.