[Raws-4U] Kuroshitsuji II - 10 (TBS Chap).Shinsen-Subs.ass (DOWNLOAD SUBTITLES)
Good morning, Young Master.
Is that Earl Grey I can smell?
Yes.
This morning, I have prepared Mariage Frères’ Earl Grey Imperial for you.
It is the finest tea, made with only the highest-quality leaves.
I thought it would be perfect for you, Young Master.
Your schedule today is as white as fresh snow no one has yet walked on.
You can do as you please.
Where is Alois?
What are you saying?
Alois Trancy died, impaled by your sword.
My sword?
Do you feel grief?
He died because he was weak. That’s all.
The beauty of an unwavering resolution.
Noble and despotic, accustomed to dominating others ever since he was born.
Slender, almost unreliable legs, definitely not used to walking on their own.
Smooth, even skin.
Bliss.
What was that?
A cat, perhaps?
It was a bit too loud for a cat.
Strengthen the guard.
Yes, my Lord.
Don’t do such gross things!
Another wave of bliss.
Hey.
I will go and check.
Hannah, attend the young master.
Yes.
It seems a storm has come.
Do not be afraid, little bird.
The young master ordered it to vanish from his sight.
There is nothing it can do.
Sweet Briar.
Little bird, don’t you think that this lovely, single-petalled rose would suit the young master?
My young master.
Yes.
Wonderful.
Such a wonderful sight.
Seeing Sebas-chan defeated in love gets me all excited.
I was right to let that demon Claude, or whatever his name was, go.
Now I can take all these precious pictures.
Oh, no. Why now? It’s such an important moment.
Sebas-chan, when did you…
I would like to ask the same of you.
C–Can I take another one?
You’re so photogenic.
––-Zero Butler––-
Um…
Why are you preparing tea especially for me, Sebas-chan?
Ah, wait. I’m happy! But you see…
Suutei Tsai.
It is a Mongolian variety of milk tea with rock salt.
Rock salt?
Salt pervades fresh wounds, bringing about a sharp twinge.
Just for you, Mr Grell, I added more salt than usual.
And more.
And more still.
I knew it.
Here.
Ah, the twinge of love. Irresistible!
I see.
So, that is when Claude killed Alois Trancy.
Yes. Then, he began the ritual to transfer his soul,
but two souls can never be merged completely,
though their memories can be overwritten.
What happened to Alois Trancy then?
The same as happened to your young master:
he became a ring;
a ring thicker than blood and redder than passion.
Um…
But I still don’t get it.
Why are you so obsessed with that brat’s soul?
If you’re hungry, you might as well eat something more easily obtainable.
Someone else asked me the very same thing.
Eh?
To find the answer, I advise you look at that demon’s relaxed and licentious face.
Such perfect teeth, evenly aligned like the seeds of a fresh and juicy pomegranate.
Straight, tight. Rapturous.
Don’t make me choke!
I am sorry. I was…
Useless butler.
Sebastian wouldn’t make such a blund—
The contract with that demon binds you, casting a shadow over your snow-white canines.
He is the enemy you have been searching for: Sebastian Michaelis.
I know.
Free yourself from that spell. Form a contract with me, and finally, take your revenge.
Do not misunderstand me.
Eh?
I’m only here because I don’t want to return to that ominous mansion.
I can take revenge on Sebastian whenever I want, even without your—
Can you?
He is a demon.
You do not have to answer right away.
In this house, even time is trapped in the cobwebs.
What a prideful soul, so very impulsive and defenceless.
Ciel Phantomhive’s soul is good!
REALLY GOOD!
Se–Sebas-chan?
Let us go, Mr Grell.
Oh, sorry.
I just remembered I have to go to the hairdresser.
C–Cool!
Where’s my camera?
Say cheese!
Today, I plan to strike at least eight more nice poses.
I can’t miss that.
Your announcement got me so hot!
Thompson and the other two.
The three of you will follow that demon.
I don’t understand.
Why does that man call me “Young Master”?
Is Alois really dead?
Did I really kill him?
Why did Sebastian…
Young Master!
It is fine. Please hit me hard.
Huh?
If it will make you feel better, please hit me.
What do you… Your eye…
This house is full of weird people.
Huh?
Are you going to take a nap there?
––-intermission––-
So, this is…
What is this gloomy place?
But it’s not so bad! A naked Sebas-chan among the ruins… Not bad.
On the contrary…
Wanna have some fun?
Just kidding. It’s been so long, I can’t do it anymore.
I must have cobwebs there by now.
Welcome to the cursed village, Arachnohill.
Didn’t this village burn down?
Why are you here alone?
Yes. Only I was spared.
By the demon.
Dirty!
Try kicking him there. There.
Stop tormenting the weak.
The make-up monster!
Stinky!
Shut up! Honestly.
I’m not weak.
Ah, sorry. Sorry.
You’re right. You are strong.
You’re cool, kid.
Yes! I made a vow with my brother.
I won’t lose to them!
Everybody, everything, wiped out!
Everybody, everything, wiped out!
But I think I’ll make an exception for you.
Everybody minus one!
Huh?
I made a contract
with a demon.
He said he had made a contract with a demon to make his brother’s wish come true
in exchange for his soul.
At first, I thought it was just a child’s story.
But then…
That day, everything came true.
I was the only survivor, and somehow I managed to live this long.
But this is the end. I also—
I am leaving.
The second nice pose was wasted.
Next time, I won’t miss it.
It’s getting hotter!
Those energetic limbs…
Ah, he dodged it. Oh! Be careful!
That cruel look!
The ankle bone peeking from under the hem of his trousers.
A bombardment of nice poses!
Oh, are you finished already?
Now, Mr Grell. Use your death scythe.
Huh? Can’t you just deliver the coup de grâce?
Please.
It’s always the same with you, Sebas-chan.
It is so hot today.
I see. So, that’s what happened.
Demons are such nonsense.
As expected.
Huh? Really?
However…
Not as expected.
Se–Sebas-chan, you’re going demonic!
That is enough.
I will use your dear spider thread.
Gruesome.
I cannot bear to see them putting their unsanitary hands all over my dinner.
Wait, Sebas-chan.
You still have to strike the last two poses.
So fast!
Young Master.
What happened?
I thought I saw Alois reflected in the mirror.
Young Master, are you hurt?
I am fine.
Hannah, tidy up the room.
I will take the young master to bed.
You tidy up here.
Young Master?
Hannah, let’s go.
“Hannah, let’s go”…
Young Master…
I wonder what that was.
I’m tired of this mansion. I want to go back.
To the Phantomhive residence?
No. I want to go back to that time.
The colour of your eye is so mysterious.
It feels nostalgic somehow.
Young Master?
Please look closely.
What is this?
I can see myself.
I’m in pain.
I’m looking at myself.
Why? Why?
That eye is my…
Yes. This is your eye,
Master.
I am surprised.
I thought you would just peep in, but here you are at the front door.
The young master ordered me to vanish from his sight.
I am not violating his order if you see me.
I came here today to return this.
I am shocked.
I did not think a demon would try to nullify an oath.
Did you not break it first?
We agreed to begin fighting over the young master’s soul only after his revenge was accomplished,
and had thus reached its best condition.
Until that point, according to the oath, we were only supposed to use each other.
This is a type of tick that ruins the colour of the leaves.
Unfortunately, my black rose was infested by bugs.
Both our roses withered.
The oath is broken.
I want to consume the soul of Ciel Phantomhive,
but now it is not just that.
I want to discover that supreme taste you spoke of.
Indeed. It is not just that.
Demons live eternally.
During this long, overly-long time, we get bored.
The young master is like a spice in our dull world.
His soul is wrapped in darkness, but is not soiled by it.
It makes us struggle. It makes us impatient, insane, and…
It even gives us an excuse for a fight between demons.
The young master is now mine.
How can you say that when you do not even have a contract with him?
Should I succeed in making a contract with him, I will certainly not leave him alone, not even for a second.
This weapon is a little too small to cut off your arm together with the seal,
but I will try to cause a distortion in your contract with the young master,
like on that day.
Sebastian!
Sebastian!
Sebastian!
Young Master.
He is calling you,
which means he has noticed you.
He has seen you.
You violated an order, Sebastian Michaelis. You are a butler no longer!
Sebastian, save me!
Save me, Sebastian, or I’ll climb all the way to the top!
I’ll climb. I’ll climb.
I’ll climb, Sebastian!
I’m going to… I’m going to climb, Sebastian.
It seems that I still have not violated the order.
That is not the young master.
In fact, he is…
Master Alois Trancy.
I reached the top.
I’m going to fall. I’m going fall down, Sebastian!
I’m going to fall!
––-ED––-
A warped labyrinth inside the mind, choked by the scent of roses.
Inside a silver treasure box, my miserable lord is sleeping, his knees bent.
Next time: Crossroads Butler.
After all, I am one hell of a butler.