#Chapter47
/"Do you want me?/" Lict asked me. You know that I do then why would you ask that? Unless you want me to get down on my knees and grab you down there. Would you laugh at me if I said I did? Well, I will put you back to your place!
/"No, you're just a butler. Why would I want someone like you?/" I crossed my arms.
Lict chuckled, /"I understand./" He was already making fun of me? Thank God I didn't tell him what I felt—What an asshole of a butler!
/"I thought you don't like talking about your past./" He said. Wait—How did he know? Did I tell him something like that? My memory is ageing faster than my skin. Which is good, I don't want wrinkles, ever! In no world I want to age like a mortal. I'd rather kill myself before that happens! This way Lict and I can die together. Wait—What was his question?
/"You said you don't like talking about your past./" He repeated.
