A Little Story in Future: Sebastian's Diary

Chap. 2:

In Her 15 years old: between She and the Cat

PRAANGG!!!

"Maylene! How many times I must tell you to be careful when you take the plates!" I looked at Maylene with a sadistic expression.

"I-I'm sorry, Sebastian-san. When I want to take the plates, a cockroach was flying in front of me, and then I'm slipped and—"

What the hell this maid thinking about? There's must be something not right in her head.

How can you make a same mistake even after 20 years passed? How could you be soooo IDIOT?!

"It's okay, it's okay! Just take the new plates in the attic!" I tried to be patient.

"Y-yes, but—"

"What?"

"Actually, I made a mistake by selling the new plates to the merchant yesterday. I-I thought that was the old things you told me to sell," she explained.

"Had you read what was written at the box?"

"I-I read it! But, I thought I must be made a mistake when read it—"

This maid is totally useless. Even after her glasses were had been change, why her still can make that kind of mistake?

The problem is not about her eyes but in her intelligence.

"I-I'm very sorry, Sebastian-san!!!"

"Hhh…okay, calm down!" I tried to calm myself in handling of her stupidity.

Then, I gave her money and said, "Go to the Madam Sherly's shop and buy a box of new plates!"

"Ye-yes!" she said then run to do her job.

I'm sighed. I think that as long as those three little idiots were still here, I won't rest my mind and body even till the end of my contract.

KABOOM!!!

A loud sound of explosion surprised me.

"What now?" I groaned and went to the kitchen.

Bard came out from the kitchen, coughed.

"Bard, what's happening here?" I asked.

"Well, I tried to roast the meat to make the dinner, so with my flamethrower—"

This chef! Why he still hold on that stupid believing from the past? Does he really believe that he can cook foods with his idiot ways?

"Very well, you don't have to cook! Just clean this mess! I will take care of the rest!" I explained.

"Tch! Got it!"

I had been seen this kind of scene before, and if my prediction was right then after this was—

"SEBASTIAN – SAN!!!"

I knew it.

"The next is you, right? What is it?" I asked.

"H-help me please~~~" he cried loud.

"What? This time which plants are you going to destroy?"

"I-I intend to watering the plant, but suddenly all of the plant were dead," he said.

"What did you use to watering the plants?" I asked, paled.

"Eh? I used this automatic watering can like usual," he showed me the watering can.

I shocked when he showed me the watering can.

"Finny, do you know what that is?" I asked and smiled even though, I actually wanted to KILL HIM!!!

"Eh, of course, this is a watering can, wha—"

"….." he stopped and smelled the content of watering can.

"HUWAAA, I was mistakenly took the herbicide dispenser with watering can!!" he shouts.

This IDIOT gardener! Why he was more stupid than before? Is he really a grown up man or just his body?

There's no way I could handle those three idiots forever. I felt a slight urge to commit a murder.

"It's okay. We have some trees and seeds in storeroom. Take it and redesign the garden!"

"Y-yes, Sebastian-san!"

Hhhh… why it would I always me who taking care of everything in the end?

At the time like this, I was soooo tired, and I felt like I want to be dead.

Meooooww…

I turned my body and saw Cecile, my mistress' black cat.

"Oh, my—"

Yes, how could I forget about his presence? He was the only one in this house that never made me angry.

I smiled to him.

"Cecile!" I heard my mistress' voice calling him.

The cat directly ran to her and she welcomed him with an incredible smile.

"Yosh, yosh, good boy," she said while stroking his soft-black fur.

The cat was pleasant and licked his master's face while spoiled himself in her warm arms.

What are you doing? You, little punk! Are you a dog or something?

No, I was wrong! That cat! He was the only one cat that ever made me so annoyed.

He acted as if he was my mistress' only one favorite in this house.

How dare he do that to my Lady? No, the most important thing was he dared to mock me.

MEEEOWWW!!!!

The cat became wild and jumped off from her lap and ran.

"What's happen with him?" she confused.

"Young Miss," I called.

"Sebastian, what are you doing?" she saw me with a cool sight.

"Why you look at me with that way, Young Miss?" I asked.

"You scare Cecile."

"Really? Then, I'm so sorry," I smirked.

She looked at me for a second, and smirked.

"You want to say something?" she asked.

I sighed and said, "No, nothing."

"Sebastian, you do like the cat, don't you?" she asked that question suddenly.

"Yes, I do love them very much," I answered.

"Then, why do you really hate Cecile?"

I smirked and said, "Because he dares to mock me."

"Mocking you? How can?" she confused.

"Well, maybe it's just my imagination," I smiled.

"Hah? Well, whatever. So, Sebastian, what do you like from cats?"

"They are beautiful. Their soft-black hair, their big eyes, their soft and supple body, and their soft paws. I can't help but fall in love with them." I answered.

"Is that the thing you like from cat or from me?"

"Eh?" I shocked for a moment.

She was right. Why was I not realizing this before? Young Miss, she is quite a bit like a cat.

I smirked.

"Can't you answer me?" she asked.

"Well, Young Miss, now I realize the real reason why I hate Cecile so much."

"Why?"

"Because, you love him so much," I said. "That's why I hate him."

"You don't regard me as a cat, do you?"

"A bit, perhaps," I smirked then pulled her close to me.

"Seba—"

"This soft hand, this supple little body, your flowing black hair, and your strong-willed blue eyes. All of this making me wants to holds you forever."

"Stop it! I'm not a cat!" She said then pushed me away.

I smiled. "I'm sorry, Young Miss. You just so cute, so I—"

"Do you really like a cat more than me?" she asked.

"The same with you. Do you really like Cecile more than me?"

"You know, Sebastian?" she said. "There's something that I never did to Cecile but I did it to you."

"What is it?" I smiled.

She smirked and suddenly pulled my shirt, and gave me a little kiss on my lips.

"Young Miss—"

"This," she smirked and then let me go.

I smirked. "Then, Young Miss, may I ask a favor?"

"What?"

"If you really think of me as something that so important, how if we just let that little cat go?" I asked.

…….

…….

We kept silent for a long time and then:

"Hell no."

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