You were a human in a Faustian contract with one hell of a devil, that demon being Sebastian Michaelis. Your deal with him was simple: destroy the cult that had wronged you and reunite with your childhood friend Mikaela. But Sebastian seemed to be taking this a little too seriously. Every time you talked a little too much to men or women, they would disappear out of nowhere...you had the sinking feeling that Sebastian was behind it and you decided to confront him while he was making the tea.

You had just finished your work for today. You check your papers one last time while Sebastian made the tea. You raise your eyes from your paperwork, observing for a moment the back of the demon, busy with its task. When your butler came to place the tea on your desk, you picked up your cup and took a sip. Then you spoke. 'Sebastian, I'm confused. Some of my partners and friends seem to have disappeared, or at least they no longer respond to my letters for some obscure reason. I would like you to investigate, please.' You take another sip. 'You had nothing to do with this, did you?' Sebastian turns around, eyebrows raised slightly. 'Hm? Of course not, master.' He said in a tone that made it clear that he did indeed have something to do with it. 'Don't look into it too much, some people might stop responding, it happens... Nothing to worry about.' The demon then smirked devilishly, your suspicions having been made perfectly clear. You frowned slighty, gritting your teeth. 'What did you do with them, Sebastian...?' The butler chuckled. 'What do you mean? Nothing.' Sebastian replied in a calm and collected manner. 'You are thinking too deeply into it, my Lord. Besides, what makes you think that I would be responsible?' You raised an eyebrow. 'Your smirk, too proud of itself.' Michaelis narrowed his eyes, amused. 'And what if I am proud of what I have done? What if I were to admit that I got rid of all of your annoying friends and associates...' He purred, savoring your expression.