"He did what... Shouldn't he be in jail?"
I asked.
"He should. But, obviously, because of my father, he got off scot-free."
"What happened?"
Anastasia gave a glance before continuing.
"We had a trial. The solicitor, judge and barrister were all bribed. There was even false evidence. The trial ended with the verdict of not guilty and that he killed them in self-defence. They didn't even listen to their only witness... Me."
She slammed the table with her fist.
"I absolutely hate that bastard to my gut."
This story is a real tearjerker, however, I don't think she would tell me this without wanting me to do something. Since this seems like something you'd tell a close friend. I've only known her for a week or so and we haven't really talked. She probably wants me to do something.
"What's the personality of this guy?"
I asked.
Anastasia looked up at me, perplexed. I simply nodded and she told me.
"He's a real arrogant bastard. A narcissist to the core. Thinks he's the one who rules everything."
I put my hand on my chin and leaned to the side slightly.
"Man... Sounds like a real dick."
I clicked my fingers and then pointed at her.
"Is he tall?"
"Yes."
"Is he good-looking?"
"More than you."
"Is he handsome?"
Anastasia smiled a little.
"You basically just said that."
"I know. I just want to see you with a positive expression. I wouldn't want to see my master brooding, would I?"
She laughed.
"And so you decided to list things that you aren't?"
"Oi! I'm handsome! A little... And I'm tall... A little..."
I started second guessing myself.
"Oh, I thought that was you, Shoya. Why are you dressed like that? Your hair too..."
"Oh, if it isn't Akane."
Anastasia said.
Akane sat next to me with a cup of green tea in her hand.
I looked at both Anastasia and Akane.
"Do you both know each other?"
I questioned, pointing at both of them.
Akane took a sip of her green tea, then, when finished, she put down her cup.
"We're friends."
She said.
"Our parents often visited each other, but we stopped seeing each other after my mother and sister died. After, we attended the same middle school and here we are now."
Huh? But I thought Anastasia's family was British. Akane's family is Japanese, so...
"How did you two become friends when you came from different places?"
"I thought we just answered that."
Akane muttered.
"My mother was Japanese. She was friends with Akane's mother, who was also Japanese. We knew each other because of that."
Ah, if that's it, then I guess that makes sense.
"Okay, now, let me ask the questions."
Akane started.
"Why are you in formal wear with gelled hair?"
"Well..."
"He happily decided to become my servant and is now under my command."
Anastasia interrupted me. She put her hand on her chest and spoke proudly.
"Hey! Don't go twisting the story!"
We both calmed down and I told Akane the true story.
"I owed her a favour for something and she told me that I need to be her servant until Sunday night."
"Oh..."
Akane cheered.
No, I don't think that's something you should be congratulating.
"Honestly, I was thinking of keeping you like a dog at first, but you're better this way."
"Well, duh! I'm a human, not a mutt!"
Akane clapped her hands together.
"Okay. Since we're all together, how about we do something fun?"
The black-haired girl proposed.
"I'm in."
Anastasia announced.
"If she's in, then I have to go."
"Alright, let's go!"
--
"Okay, girls, I get that going to Altria and all is fun. Right, I get that. I mean, the city is much more technologically advanced compared to any other normal city. But, please, could you two please tell me... how is shopping 'fun?'"
We went to Altria to shop. The two were on a shopping spree. And, of course, as a servant, I had to carry everything. My arms were heavy and my head felt like a weight. Even my legs were handcuffed in bags.
"Could you please stop complaining? You're my servant, remember, Sasaki?"
"I remember you saying that Sebastian talks all the time as your servant."
I shot back.
"I also remember saying that his chatter is on the same level as silence. So, please, zip it."
Anastasia retaliated.
Akane walked over to me and uncuffed some of the bags. She took the ones around my legs and some from around my neck.
"What're you-"
"You're right, Shoya. We've been selfish. I'll carry some too."
Oh god. That pure smile. It's fucking attractive and cute. She's a true angel. M-my heart won't stop pounding ferociously. She's so my type.
Anastasia charged over and snatched the bags off of Akane. I thought she would put them back on me, but she marched off, carrying them.
"Oi, Anastasia!"
She either didn't hear me or ignored me.
I ran towards her and changed my pace to match hers when I got close. Akane was behind me.
"Hey, why did you take the bags? You could've just given them back to me. Here, let me-"
A bag hit me in the face.
Anastasia turned around suddenly. Judging from her face, she didn't seem pleased, but it was a little red.
She walked closer to my face.
"You're content when Akane takes them but when I take them you suddenly want to take them back. Make up your mind."
"I should be saying that to you."
I replied.
"Just..."
That's when I saw it.
The delicate face of Anastasia. Her face beat red as she turned to look in a random direction. She didn't look like the mistress she is, instead, she looked like a normal school girl.
"Don't flirt with others while I'm your master, okay?!"
She turned and stormed off.
Man, my luck. I got to see two blessed faces in a period of a minute.
"What's up with her?"
Akane asked.
"I don't know. Well, it looks like jealousy to me."
I smiled.
Man... I never thought a day could be so amazing...