The sky tinged in saffron. It was 4 in the evening and people already left the cemetery. Undertaker, the one who took care of today’s funeral ceremony was still sitting on the ground, holding his shovel. Today was a young noble woman’s funeral ceremony—one of his client. He never thought that this case was not attracted the Young Earl’s attention. But then he simply assumed that perhaps it was because the Queen did not have any will for the Young Earl to take care of the case.

A grin.

This was very interesting at the first time, that Undertaker knew a case of a virgin’s murder showed up in front of his face—unexpectedly—would attract the Young Earl’s attention, so he would have a very nice show if that Phantomhive’s heir came to ask him some information. But there was nothing happened. There was neither Young Earl or his butler came to ask him any information. It was… kind of boring.

“Hm…”

Undertaker stood up and dusted off his cloak, still holding on his shovel. Another grin decorated his face when he caught a familiar figure entering the gate of the cemetery. Feeling an excitement filled himself, the ex-shinigami walked slowly toward the man in black.

“Well, well, Mr. Butler~ may I know what brought you here~? Guhehehehe~”