That Butler Confabulating

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"Oh?" the third oldest sister said when she spotted the young earl. "And you must be young Phantomhive, hmm?" She pointed at him. "The extremely talented first-former my little brother mentioned in his letters home."

"You're too kind..." Ciel said as the older sister with asymmetrical bangs zoomed over.

"My, you're rather charming, aren't yooou?" she said with the gleaming eyes of a hunter.

"He has a good face, a good brain, and a good family. Why he's ideal. Though he is a little on the small side," the third older sister said, appraising Ciel.

"Erm...?" Ciel said.

"What do you say? Won't you have our little sister for your wife, hmmmm?" the older sister with asymmetrical bangs said brightly, pushing the little sister with her hair put up with a bow toward him.

"Hunh!?" Ciel exclaimed, paling at the prospect. He couldn't be rude to one of the P4's sisters, but if Lizzie heard them say such a thing, there was no telling what she'd do!

"Stop it, Sister!" the little sister said, blushing furiously.

"Why is your face all flushed!? Whoo! Whoo!" her older sister with the asymmetrical bangs teased her.

"You're being most improper, Adela," the older sister with a kind smile scolded her lightly.

"No, um..." Ciel said with a pale face, taking a step back. How should he get out of this?

"Ciel!!" a familiar voice shouted. He looked and saw Lizzie hurry over as gracefully as she could, greeting everyone with a curtsey. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, everyone! I am Ciel's... bride-to-be... Elizabeth!" Edward was not so tactful.

"Ciel, you little...! When you have a certain someone called Lizzie !!" he yelled while shaking the younger boy violently by the front of his robe.

"Aww. So he has a fiancée, after all," the third older sister said.

"All the good men do, don't they? Come with fiancées, that is," the older sister with asymmetrical bangs said, disappointed.

"Sheesh!" the younger sister they had embarrassed said, still blushing furiously.

"Edward, stop that!!" Lizzie said, squeezing her eyes shut as she hit him with a strong blow to the back of his neck.

"Ah!" Ciel said, flinching at the power behind the attack. Edward immediately fell unconscious.

"Hm? Big brother?" Lizzie said innocently, holding him up. He was limp in her arms.

"Blue House is boisterous as always," Edgar said, amused.

"Ah ha ha ha ha! Ciel! That strange hat looks good on you!" Soma said, pointing and laughing.

"Goodness! They must be the sisters we've heard so much about..." Joanne said.

"I still can't believe you were chosen to play for your house..." Ciel told Soma.

"Hmmm-hmmmph! Naturally!!" Soma said proudly.

"Kadar is a deft hand at cricket, you know!" Joanne said with a smile.

"Cricket, introduced by the British, is all the rage in India," Soma explained. "Why, I even assembled my own team at the royal palace!"

"Hohhh," Ciel said.

"Ah! Lord Edgar! How long must I wait before you ask me to dance!?" Lawrence's little sister with her hair braided with flowers asked urgently.

"Perhaps until such a time as you stop trampling on my feet?" Edgar suggested.

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