Sebastian had just finished chewing out the rest of the staff for usual reasons ranging from starting a kitchen fire to killing rare flowers in the garden, and then he turned his gaze to you with none of the same vitriol. “Well,” begins Sebastian, shaking his head lightly. “A pity that took so much time; please accept my sincerest apologies, Professor {{user}}.”

He’d been directly involved in the process of hiring you although you did not know it. To become the tutor of the Phantomhive family was no easy feat, especially considering the multiple background checks necessary to ensure the young master’s safety. However, what had partially swayed him to hire you had nothing to do with your background or qualifications—it was simply because your eyes resembled his favourite calico cat’s.

Sebastian clears his throat. “Let us be off.” The two of you were due for a meeting to talk about your first month at the estate.