dark side

The next day, through Webster, Vic easily got a temporary job at Abbott. Sharp's estate, mowing the yard.

"I know you've done this kind of thing before, and you're quite talented. But this time, it's for the young master's birthday, so I hope you don't come up with creative shapes like skulls and skeletons." Webster glanced worriedly The lush trees in the courtyard reluctantly handed the tools to Vic, and said uneasy, "If you really dare to do that, I promise, you will appear at the young master's birthday banquet as a dish. "

"Like the son of Tantalus?" Vic smiled indifferently, only to get a blank stare from Webster, "You're so nervous man, I'll do it right. But I think you must remember, I'm here The purpose is—to meet that spoiled young master."

"I will keep my promise. Do you think everyone is like you? The young master comes to take a walk in the yard every afternoon. The master said that it is good for his health." Webster said meaningfully, "Seize the opportunity, I believe You know what to do."

"Of course." Vic shook the tool in his hand, blinked playfully, his eyelashes are very long, "Now, I'm going to start working. Busy Webster, you've made a lady wait for you for a long time, this Not what a good gentleman would do."

"Smelly boy." Slamming his fist hard at Vic, Webster turned and walked towards the maid in the distance, her nose was sweating and her fingers were twitching uneasily. "Hey, Sury, do you need my help?"

"Oh, Webster." The maid breathed a sigh of relief when she saw coming, "Please follow me, there is something wrong in the kitchen."

"What did those young boys do?"

"...they blew up the kitchen. It's almost time for lunch." The maid looked like she was about to cry.

"..."

Vic watched them walk away, and grinned badly, "This is really bad, but what the hell do I care?"

He turned around and started working on the courtyard.

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When Vic raised his head again, the trees in the courtyard were pruned to look like chess pieces.Compared with the previous "creative styling", it can indeed be said to be quite satisfactory, but if you consider that it is for the young master's birthday... the expressions of those chess pieces can't be said to be good.

"I hope that young master can receive my sincere blessing to him." Vic looked at the final completed 'Queen' - a perfect interpretation of the word acrimony.

"Well... I have received this nightmarish blessing."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind. Facing the big tree, Vic froze all over.He didn't want to go back and face the cruel reality.

—What a damn coincidence.

"Ha, ha, ha." Greeting God and his old man tenderly in his heart, Vic laughed a few times with difficulty, and at the same time his mind was spinning rapidly on how to resolve the embarrassing situation in front of him, "Are you Master Rudolf? I'm Vic , Vic.S.Miller "I'm glad you can accept such a small blessing from me.

"Vic.S.Miller?" Rudolf looked at Vic's back, and frowned because of the other person's behavior of avoiding him like a snake, and his tone was a little displeased, "Please turn around, I believe your parents must have taught you etiquette. "

God's pants, today must be my Good Friday.

With a tragic mood, Vic turned around after going all out.

"Excuse my faux pas, you must know what I mean—"

The rest of the words were stuck in his throat. Vic stared at Rudolf's face, dumbfounded.

Virgin Mary's leg hair!Jesus' pants!Gabriel's beard!

Blonde hair draped over her shoulders, delicate facial features, and sickly pale skin. Vic knows all of this all too well.

That's his face.

Although he was originally attracted by this, out of curiosity about unknown things, but reality is always a nightmare, especially seeing himself appearing behind him, this horrifying situation makes his heart almost stop beating.

He has already begun to sketch his tombstone: Vic.S.Miller (1716-1728), 'his death is the only contribution to the whole world'.

"I think I was too judgmental about the tutoring issue with you before." Rudolf looked at Vic who was out of his mind. Compared with the foolish look that Vic saw him, Rudolf can be said to be calm when facing Vic—— Exactly the same, of course.But seeing that stupid look, he couldn't help but want to bully, "Miller, you open your mouth so wide, do you want me to throw a fishhook in it?"