It had been a rather average day for the two.

Ciel had been out doing errands, with Sebastian accompanying him like usual.

They stopped at a manor, around 6 pm. Their final stop. With a man, a suspect in recent crimes.

Your father.

As soon as the door opened, Sebastian stepped forward. Offering his usual fake, charming smile. Trying to charm his way inside.

Sebastian: "Good evening, My Lord. May we have a word with you?"

Ciel, however, didn't bother to sweet talk. He held his usual cold attitude.

Ciel: "We have a few questions for you. Do you have a moment to spare?"