[Raws-4U] Kuroshitsuji II - 08 (TBS Chap).Shinsen-Subs.ass (DOWNLOAD SUBTITLES)
Hoheotararuna ronderotareru.
Hoheotararuna ronderotareru.
Hoheotararuna ronderotareru.
Hoheotararuna rondero…
Ah! Ugh…
Master,
let me change your bandages.
You’re useless. Call Claude!
C–Certainly.
I remember those eyes,
those burning eyes.
Excuse me.
I will change your bandages.
That brat. If he wanted to stab me, he could’ve done it better.
You are correct. With too much strength behind it, it went awry.
Had he been calmer, he would have been able to stab deeper.
Deeper?
The way you say it sounds like you wanted that.
No. It is just that…
It is such a clumsy, straight and pure wound.
Claude.
Yes?
How does my blood smell?
Do you feel like devouring it?
Yes, I do.
Well then, excuse me.
What was that?
Claude was smiling?
How revolting.
Master.
Take me…
Take me…
Take me to Ciel Phantomhive!
Don’t!
That belongs to my father!
What? There’s nothing good here.
Brother, is this medicine?
Throw it away.
Is that all right?
Without this, that old man might die.
He probably won’t.
Even if he did, it would be good. He’s old.
What happened to you?
The old baker threw a rock at me.
That rotten man!
Brother…
It’s not just that old guy.
Everyone… Everyone should just die!
Right after Mother and Father died, they all started to treat us like nuisances.
They deserve to die. Everyone and everything should be wiped out!
I hope your wish comes true.
I think it will.
You can eat three kidney pies at once. You run faster than Spring Heeled Jack.
Tatatatap. Jump!
Yes! You’re so awesome. Your wish will definitely come true!
Luka, listen.
You must never leave my side.
If someone throws a rock at you,
I will throw a hundred lumps of horse dung at them.
Understand?
Yes, your Highness.
What is this?
They died.
Brother?
The old man with the lung disease, the baker who threw rocks at Luka…
Even that woman, Layla, who threw away her rubbish in our house?
That disgusting pastor who spat at us, too.
Even Daniel the bootblack, who always boasted about his sweets!
All the annoying people who were mean to us are dead!
Perfectly dead!
Everything and everyone were wiped out!
Out!
Let’s go!
We’re gonna steal all of their stuff!
Yes!
Pearls don’t suit you!
Look in the mirror!
Luka? Let’s go home!
Luka?
Darkness.
Not even a sliver of moonlight. Only darkness.
Luka!
So, this is where you were!
I called you so many times.
Wait.
Are you… dead?
No. No.
Don’t leave me alone! Please!
Oh, they must be the new ones.
No wonder he’s called the Queen’s Spider.
Even the way he eats is spiderlike.
Unfortunate prey caught in his net…
He consumes their noble purity to the last drop.
How horrible.
Next!
Next!
Your eyes look dirty!
They’re the same colour as the rust stuck on a filthy drainpipe.
Next!
Faeries exist.
I heard that if you make a promise with them, they will grant your wishes.
Quit it!
The adults said the old man will eat us.
But…
How do you do it?
Find a spider web covered in morning dew.
Use it to conceal your face, like a veil.
Hoheotararuna ronderotareru.
Just a stupid hoax.
Snow?
Ash!
What is your wish?
My wish…
Did you summon me without having a wish?
Is there perhaps someone you want to take revenge on, for example?
I hate the people of the village.
But they’re all dead,
and I couldn’t care less about that old pervert.
Maybe to escape from here…
No. I have nowhere else to go anyway.
Nowhere.
If you have nothing to ask of me…
I do.
What would that be, then?
Inconsistent.
Very well.
When you have found your wish, we will make a contract.
Wait! Are you a faery?
A demon.
A demon…
-----intermission-----
I have to find a wish.
That is my reason for living, something I was lacking until now.
You say another doll broke?
Yes. The other dolls are ill because of an epidemic disease.
Those dolls are too weak!
Shower their room with disinfectant!
Let them soak in boiling water!
Please pardon us.
Today, we have prepared Jim for you.
Jim?
Is that dirty little brat the only doll available?
You are that…
Sorry to keep you waiting,
my beloved father.
Sebastian Michaelis.
Is he a demon, too?
Indeed.
Sebastian destroyed your village, following the terms of his contract with a certain person.
A certain person?
That person’s soul is already in Sebastian’s stomach.
A demon killed Luka…
Ciel Phantomhive.
He is Sebastian’s new and current contractee.
Sebastian is unusually attached to this soul,
in a way that is normally absurd, considering souls are no more than food…
Hoheotararuna ronderotareru.
Hoheotararuna ronderotareru!
Bring Ciel Phantomhive to me.
Master…
Father!
Father!
As per your order, I released the boys.
As for the inheritance, I already…
More importantly, what about Ciel Phantomhive?
I would like to ask you:
why did you request Ciel Phantomhive instead of wishing for Sebastian’s death?
Just killing him is not enough.
He would peacefully rot on a bed of warm earth until only his bones were left.
But that’s no good.
I want to give him a pain more intense than death,
and to do that,
I will target his young master, Ciel, with whom he’s so infatuated.
Splendid.
Ciel Phantomhive is mine.
And you are also mine, Claude.
Yes, your Highness.
Hello!
Who are you?
I’m not interested in little brats. I’ll get this over with quickly.
Let’s see. Jim Macken is your real name.
Quite unsuitable to play a story’s protagonist. Well, who cares?
You will be dead soon, death!
Well, if it were so simple, I wouldn’t even be here,
but you see there’s something strange going on with your soul.
I have a bad feeling.
A demon, as I thought.
You’re pretty skilled, despite your cute face.
When and where did you get such a dangerous thing?
Kill this redhead, Hannah!
Quite the hot-blooded brat.
I don’t even want to fight, just peacefu—
This isn’t even worth the trouble unless I get some extra allowance.
Claude…
Don’t look at me!
You all make me sick!
Worthless demons! You’re just like him.
Yes, your Highness.
Don’t say that!
Yes, your Highness…
Yes, your Highness.
Yes, your Highness.
Yes, your Highness.
No, say it. Say it!
Yes, your Highness.
Why do you listen to every single thing I say?
Are you some kind of domestic animal? A pig?
I want to greedily devour you to the very end, master.
It is that simple.
Then, show me those eyes. Not the villagers’ eyes that looked like they were staring at something revolting.
Not even the lust-filled, corrupt eyes of the old man.
The eyes you showed me that day…
The eyes that wanted me, only me, Claude.
Calm into passion. Hesitation into resolution. Love into a headstone.
That is the Trancy butler.
I know he’s just hungry.
My feelings are just a failed sauce that ruins my taste.
But I…
You’re nothing but a simple maid. Don’t make me waste time!
What are you trying to do, Master?
You still haven’t got hold of Ciel Phantomhive.
You’re the only one I need.
Master, that nonsense is…
Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!
You’re the only one left in my world!
Hoheotararuna ronderotareru!
Don’t leave my side!
Never, Claude.
You… You are my Highness.
Such words for a mere butler…
Do not worry, my master.
I cannot possibly feel hungry looking at a low-class soul that offers his love to a mere butler.
I will keep you by my side.
Your soul will be useful to me.
I see. Now I get it.
That boy was supposed to die tonight, but the balance of souls was unaffected.
Well, I did guess that a demon might be involved.
Are you going to steal it from me, Death God?
Oh, I’m fine as long as the accounts balance,
but I’ll be keeping an eye on this situation.
Somehow, I have a feeling it will get interesting.
Aren’t you Sebastian’s ally?
Ally? Oh no, dear. That’s so cliché!
The greatest love is always a fight, death!
When the time comes, with cold tears,
you will probably open up the darkness, looking for the light.
A madder-red singing voice will dye your heart,
like a melody that fades quickly, longing for eternity.
My garden is within the silence of the shining sky,
beyond the waterside you will one day reach.
I think it will.
Yes! You’re so awesome. Your wish will definitely come true!
Master…
Your wish will…
How did it feel to stab someone’s body for the first time?
You must leave no opening in your heart lest a demon take advantage of it.
Next time: Hollow Butler.
Because I am one hell of a butler.