The atmosphere in Ciel's study was thick with tension as the pieces of the Jack the Ripper mystery finally came together. The pattern was clear: high-society prostitutes, precise surgical methods, and an unnatural strength to avoid suspicion. Madame Red. Ciel's own aunt.

"She's the Ripper," Ciel muttered, slamming his hand onto the desk. His voice was steady, but the strain in his visible eye betrayed him. "And Grell Sutcliff is her accomplice."

Kuri stood beside him, her face pale but controlled. "Then we go after them, Master?"

"Yes." Ciel's tone turned cold, steely. "Jack the Ripper must be eliminated. But I'll do it myself."

"What about Reiko?" Kuri asked suddenly, her voice quieter.

Ciel frowned. "Reiko… has been helping them."

Kuri stiffened. "That's not possible."

Ciel met her gaze, his expression hard. "It is. Reiko has been providing cover for their killings, luring women into vulnerable places. Whether by force or willingness, she is involved, Kuri."

Kuri's hands clenched tightly. "If this is true, I will deal with it," she said, her voice shaking slightly.

"No," Ciel snapped. "You will act under my orders. We stop Jack the Ripper tonight.

XXX

The alley was quiet, save for the echo of footsteps and the distant hum of the London streets. Thick fog rolled over the cobblestones as Kuri and Ciel moved silently through the shadows.

They reached a small, dimly lit warehouse, where Ciel pushed open the door. The sight that greeted them turned his stomach.

Madame Red stood at the center of the room, a bloodied scalpel in her gloved hand. Grell Sutcliff lounged against a wall nearby, his red hair practically glowing in the gloom.

"Ciel!" Madame Red's voice was tinged with surprise and sadness. "You shouldn't be here."

"I shouldn't be here?" Ciel repeated, his voice low and cold. "Is it true, Aunt Ann?"

Tears glistened in her eyes as she met his gaze. "I did it for love, Ciel! For all the women who could throw their futures away so easily, while I—"

"Enough," Ciel said sharply. "You betrayed everything."

Madame Red's face fell, her expression twisting into sorrow. "You wouldn't understand, Ciel."

"Stop," Ciel snapped. "I order you, Kuri, end this."

Kuri hesitated, her hand trembling slightly. She knew the woman in front of her wasn't just a killer—she was Ciel's family. She turned to look at her young master, hoping for further instruction, but his eye glowed faintly, betraying his inner turmoil.

"Master?" Kuri whispered.

Ciel stood frozen, unable to speak.

Madame Red saw her chance and lunged forward, scalpel raised.

Kuri moved instinctively. Her hand shot out, grabbing Madame Red's wrist midair. For a moment, they locked eyes—Kuri's gaze filled with regret, Madame Red's with anguish—before Kuri struck. In one clean, fluid motion, Kuri drove a blade into Madame Red's chest.

Madame Red gasped, blood blooming through her dress as she sank to her knees.

"I'm sorry," Kuri whispered, her voice barely audible.

Ciel stood frozen, his face pale as his aunt fell lifeless to the floor.

XXX

A slow clapping echoed through the warehouse. Grell stepped forward, smirking, but his usual flamboyance was muted. Beside him, emerging from the shadows, was Reiko.

Kuri's eyes widened. "Reiko?"

Her sister, wearing a simple black cloak, looked at Kuri with an unreadable expression. "You shouldn't have come here, sister," Reiko said softly.

"You… you were helping them?" Kuri asked, her voice breaking.

"I didn't have a choice," Reiko murmured. "You wouldn't understand."

Ciel's expression hardened. "Kuri, she's part of this. End it."

Kuri took a step forward, her hands shaking. "Reiko, don't make me—"

Reiko turned sharply to Grell. "Stop her!"

Grell laughed darkly, stepping in front of Reiko with his chainsaw scythe in hand. "Oh-ho, you're not laying a hand on this darling little fox," he said, his red eyes gleaming. "I quite like her, you see."

"Step aside, Reaper," Kuri said, her voice cold.

"Come on, Kuri," Grell taunted, revving the chainsaw. "Let's dance.

XXX

Ciel clenched his fist, his eye glowing fiercely. "Sadako!" he shouted, activating the contract. "Bring her down!"

Kuri froze midstep as darkness surged around her. Her hair loosened, floating around her like black smoke, and her blue eyes turned crimson. Sadako emerged, her aura suffocating and heavy, sending Grell stumbling back.

"Another Reaper," Sadako murmured, her voice echoing unnaturally. "How tiresome."

Grell grinned, though sweat beaded on his brow. "You're more dangerous than I expected, lovely. But I'm not afraid of a cursed onryō."

With a shout, Grell swung the scythe toward her. Sadako dodged effortlessly, her form shifting like a shadow. In an instant, she was behind him, her hand slashing through the air. Invisible energy blasted Grell into the wall.

Grell coughed, staggering back to his feet. "Is that all?"

Sadako tilted her head, her crimson eyes narrowing. "You are pitiful."

She raised her hand, shadows swirling around her like an incoming storm. Chains of dark energy shot toward Grell, wrapping around him and slamming him to the ground. He screamed, his chainsaw clattering from his grasp.

Sadako loomed over him, her face void of pity. "You Reapers disgust me. Always meddling, always interfering."

XXX

"Enough!"

The voice rang out like a bell. A new figure appeared—a woman cloaked in black with brilliant silver hair and sharp golden eyes. She radiated power, a scythe at her back.

"Ninako…" Grell croaked.

"Ninako?" Sadako repeated, turning to face her.

Ninako's expression softened as she looked at Sadako, then at Kuri's motionless body. "Mother," she said softly.

Sadako stilled, her crimson eyes flickering faintly. "You… what did you call my host?"

"Enough blood has been spilled," Ninako said firmly. She turned to Grell and Reiko. "You two are coming with me. It's time to face judgment."

Grell groaned but accepted his fate as Ninako summoned chains to bind him. Reiko glanced back at Kuri, her eyes filled with regret, before Ninako took her by the arm.

"Evil spirit, Begone," Ninako said gently to Sadako. "Tell Mother I shall see her again soon."

With that, Ninako and the two Reapers disappeared into a swirl of shadows.

XXX

The warehouse fell silent as the darkness faded, and Kuri collapsed to her knees. She gasped, tears streaming down her face as she clutched her head.

Ciel knelt beside her, his face pale and conflicted.

"Why?" Kuri choked out, her voice breaking. "Why did you make me harm my sister?"

Ciel's expression was unreadable, but his voice was soft. "The same reason you killed Madame Red… I couldn't bear to watch you die."

Kuri looked up at him, tears streaking her face. "You ordered Sadako to take over… because you knew I wouldn't be able to do it."

Ciel nodded, his hand resting lightly on her shoulder. "You don't need to carry that burden alone, Kuri. That's why I'm here."

For a moment, neither spoke. Kuri let out a shaky breath, leaning into him. Ciel wrapped an arm around her, holding her as she cried softly into his coat.

"You belong to me," Ciel whispered. "And I'll protect you, no matter what it takes."

Kuri clung to him, the weight of her actions heavy on her shoulders. But in that moment, Ciel's presence anchored her, a small comfort in the midst of the darkness.