Broken chapters - a rusty pendulum
The perfect maid served the black tea brewed in the stagnant time: "Miss, please use it." β
Remilia, absentmindedly taking it, looked down at the teacup, which was placed on the round table beside it and did not drink it.
"Sakiya, come here, get closer to me. β
"Yes. β
Sakiya bent down slightly and brought her face to Remilia.
Remilia gently rubbed her fingertips under Sakuya's eyelids and commented noncommittally, "You have dark circles under your eyes." β
The maid was silent for a while, and a vague hint of desire crossed her face. ββ¦β¦ Sorry, it may be that I haven't had a good rest lately. β
Remilia withdrew her hand and smiled haughtily, "You know, Sakiya, you're not good at lying. I used to think it was a rare weakness, but now it seems that it is also a strength. β
ββ¦β¦ Yes, Miss. β
"Tell me, then, what's going on? what could make my perfect and dashing servant so embarrassed?" he propped his jaw with one hand and looked at Sixteen Wild Sakiya with a smile.
Sakiya straightened up, hesitated for a long time, and was silent.
Remilia's smile widened, revealing sharp fangs.
"Sakiya, remember. The subordinate is not a person, but an object, a property, the private property of the master. β
"So you're not your own, you're mine. Every hair, every drop of blood, every strand of soul, from head to toe, inside and out, is completely mine. β
"Then now I command you, tell me, your master, what has happened. β
"Yes, I belong to you. β
The head maid bowed her head and said respectfully.
But you're not just me. Sixteen Nights Sakuya thought in her heart, you still have your family, and the second lady, and Pachouli-sama, and Reimu......
A sour feeling of itching and pain spread in the bottom of my heart, like countless insects gnawing at the heart of the maid chief. The black flame burned fiercely in Sixteen Nightsaki's heart, and she couldn't tell what it felt, one voice told her that it wasn't what the eldest lady liked, and the other voice told her that this was your truest thought, you gave everything for her, why couldn't you get the equivalent gain?
"Sakiya. β
"Ah...... I'm here. β
From the sixteen nights of Sakuya, who was awakened from contemplation, she was a little panicked, she didn't know if Remilia could see what she was thinking, the scarlet eyes of the crimson demon full of smiles were as intoxicating as ever, and the pure, clear and demonic gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, digging out the dark emotions she didn't want others to know the most.
Really, how often do you make mistakes today, it's still in front of the eldest lady.
The impact of that incident...... Is it really that big?
"You're jealous. The Crimson Demon narrowed her eyes as if she were triumphant, her hands folded in support of her jaw, staring at her maid.
"Jealousy...... Jealousy?"
The girl who grew up in the biting cold wind of the fog chewed on this word that she had heard countless times, and she was stunned.
"Yes, jealousyβoh I forgot, you don't understand what feelings it is, but it's okay, I'm happy. β
The corners of the demon's mouth, which took pleasure in playing with people's hearts, rose in delight, and she rose from her chair and straightened the placket of her clothes.
"Talk to me, Sakiya. I suddenly want to talk to you. β
"Yes, Miss. β
The two walked out of the Red Devil Pavilion, and the head maid stood respectfully behind the demon and opened his parasol. Remilia tried to reach out and touch the sunlight, retracting her finger as if she had been stabbed.
"Sakiya, how long have you been following me?"
"Sixteen years, Miss. β
"Sixteen years, that's a long time in the eyes of humans, right?"
"Yes, Miss. β
"So, how much life do you have left?"
A master and a servant walked under a blooming cherry tree in the garden of the Red Devil Pavilion, and Remilia, who was shrouded in mottled flower shadows, suddenly turned around, staring at Sixteen Night's eyes like a sword, and there was no smile on her face.
Absentmindedly dealing with Remilia's sixteen nights, Saki was frightened, she didn't know how her eldest lady saw through this, but the habit she had developed for a long time still made her hesitate for a moment and then say the answer.
ββ¦β¦ There isn't much time left. β
"Wondering why I knew about this?"
Looking at Sakiya, who answered honestly, the corners of Remilia's mouth hooked again, her fingers brushed her eyes, and she said proudly: "These eyes can see through fate." β
"Your destiny is very short, so short that it will break after ten or twenty years. When we first met, I found out that you are a short-lived human being, and I don't think you will be unaware of this. β
"I understand, Miss. I saw the warning that time had given me. β
The head maid lowered her head, her silver eyes calm and indifferent, as if she was talking about someone else's life and death at the moment.
"Very well, then, the thousand three hundred and thirty-sixth invitation. My perfect servant, would you like to leave your human identity behind and become a member of the noble Nightclan?"
The demon stretched out his hand and looked condescendingly at the head maid who consciously put down his parasol and knelt on one knee, with a haughty expression but a hint of anticipation.
"The thousand-three-hundred-and-thirty-sixth reply, thank you for your kindness, Miss. But I still don't want to give up my human identity, even if I die. β
Sixteen Nights Sakuya took the delicate and cold palm, lowered her head and kissed the back Xiaoice of Remilia's hand, the warm lips and cold skin touched, bringing Sixteen Nights Sakuya an incomparable sense of happiness, but the head maid still did not hesitate to say the expected answer.
"Cut...... Stubborn humans. β
Remilia withdrew her hand with some resentment, and the wayward demon seemed to have lost her interest in playing, and she waited for Sixteen Nights to open her umbrella again, and for a while she did not speak to the head maid.
"Tell me, what warning did time give you?"
Knowing that his eldest lady's anger has disappeared, and now talking to himself is the best proof of this, Sixteen Nights Sakuya has a smile in her eyes, and she speaks in a nostalgic and misty voice.
"That's what I saw in a moment while I was sweeping the floor......"
"Sakiya, you're going to wander too?" Remilia raised an eyebrow and looked at the head maid beside her.
"Yes, after all, there is only one person in the stagnant world, everything else is dead gray, and the monotonous and boring work is repeated too much, and people will be tired. β
Revealing his not-so-perfect side without care, Sixteen Night Sakuya was not annoyed by the interruption of the narration and answered Remilia's question seriously.
"Troublesome human ...... So, how did you survive?"
"As long as I think about working for the eldest lady, I don't feel tired. β
"Excellent, this is my maid. Go on. β
"I saw the picture in a trance, I was lying on the snow in a black deacon robe, and my expression was serene and quiet. The pale moonlight shone on my face, and a petite figure threw a pure white lily on my chest, with a blood-stained hand. β
"It's me. A firm tone.
"It's you. β
"I killed you. β
"Yes, your wisdom is impressive. β
"It's not wisdom," Remilia turned and smiled dangerously, "I've been planning to do this for a long time. β
"I see. β
Not panicked or surprised, the head maid nodded calmly without any words.
"Don't you ask me why?"
ββ¦β¦ Why?"
Remilia laughed, "It's not going to please a girl if it's so wooden." β
"There's no need, it's enough if you like it. β
"Yes, you are my thing, and your beauty exists only for me. β
The demon nodded in satisfaction and continued with what he had said.
"Remember the cherry blossom tree we just visited?"
"Yes. β
"How many years do you think it has grown?"
ββ¦β¦ Judging by the thickness, it should be sixty years. β
"That's right, sixty years, longer than you've been around. But in my eyes, it is no different from the time I spend drinking afternoon tea, the world in my eyes is still, today I am standing next to you, thirty years from now I may be standing next to another sixteen nights. β
Remilia reached out and caressed the maid's face, her eyes glazed over, as if admiring some kind of work of art.
"The life span of human beings is only a moment in my eyes, and since it is both long and short, let it freeze in the most beautiful moment. I couldn't stand the old and decaying appearance of my maid, and her old eyes were dizzy and her hands and feet trembled. It wasn't my sixteen nights, I don't want sixteen nights like that. So Sakiya, remember, when you feel like you've been frozen in time and your face starts to change......"
"Tell me, and then, let me kill you. β
"Why don't you answer?"
Remilia lowered her hand and looked at the uncooperative head maid with a frown.
"I'm sorry, Miss. It's just that you just talked about the sixteen nights after me, and I felt a little ......."
"Jealous?" Remilia narrowed her eyes with a smile.
"That's right, jealousy. β
The head maid, who had honestly confessed her emotions using this word that she had just understood the meaning, was a little scared, she was afraid that Remilia would hate herself like this.
"Don't worry, Sakiya, I love it when you express this feeling. In the name of Scarlet, I have nothing to do with Remilia since you. β
"Thank you, Miss. β
"Don't you say anything about me killing you?"
"It's okay, Miss. β
Sixteen Nights Sakuya laughed for the first time, and her bright smile, which had always been cold-faced, made the crimson demon couldn't help but be in a trance, staring at the rare beauty with red eyes.
"I've come to my senses. β
The consciousness of paying the price for the crime of falling in love with the devil as a human being, the consciousness of manipulating time with one's own body, the consciousness of betraying the race, and the consciousness of giving everything.
"That's good, worthy of my maid. β
The two returned to the Red Devil Pavilion, and Remilia took the cup of black tea that she hadn't drunk before and took a sip of it, not caring about the cold tea.
"Sakiya, in fact, if you don't use time stop, you can live at least fifty more years. "The already small lifespan is further consumed in the stagnant time, and this extravagant waste seems to be a little unbearable even for the demons.
"Not necessarily. β
"Why?"
"Because if you don't use time to stop, the perfect and chic servant is just an ordinary maid who is not so perfect and not so chic, and the maid who can't keep up with the pace of the eldest lady will not like it. β
"Clever kid. β
Remilia's voice grew quieter, and she curled up in a wide chair, her red eyes closing together. Remilia, who had crawled out of the tent before the sun had sunset, could not resist the erosion of sleep, and huddled up in her chair and fell into a deep sleep.
Sixteen Sakuya took out a blanket and carefully covered it for Remilia, her long fingers brushing her lips and placing them on her own.
As if suddenly thinking of something, the head maid suddenly raised her head, turned to the empty place, and slowly raised the fingers on her lips, revealing a gentle smile that was diametrically opposed to the sharp feeling.
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