Black Butler (黒執事)

Black Butler

Emerald Witch Arc

Here I am.

Young mistress?!

Where's your hair?

I won't have ladies waiting on me from now on, so I'm making a fresh start.

Well? Does it suit me?

Yes, it's soot.

You mean "It suits."

All that refinement, gone.

This Alice Liddell style is all the rage with the girls of London!

Women's hairstyles and lifestyles ought to be freer.

As I've repeatedly told you, we'd like you to prioritise class over "the rage."

Mr. Hardheaded, you're still here?

Well, nothing we can do now. Shall we return to the manor, my lord?

Look forward to the finished dress!

Welcome back, everyone.

Ciel!

You went on a trip to Germany?

Why didn't you invite me?!

And you brought back a new concubine, you sly fellow.

Hmm, she's a very different type to Lizzie.

Concubine?

So that's what you were after.

I was not!

Well, any guest of Ciel's is a guest of mine.

Make us a feast tonight, Agni.

Jo ājñā.

You must all be tired after your journey.

I'll serve afternoon tea right away.

Today's tea is a Vikkens Earl Grey.

Accompaniments include an orange almond cake and a berry tart.

They all look yummy.

Time to eat—

And stop.

Ouch!

Miss Sullivan, your lessons to prepare for tea with the Queen have officially begun.

We do not use informal words such as "yummy."

We do not touch sugar with bare fingers.

We most certainly do not reach for cake before it is offered to us.

What?!

Starting now, you will be undergoing a week of lessons to turn you into a proper lady.

We'll begin with tea party manners.

There will be no cakes until you've mastered manners.

O-Oh, no!

Hey, you! You're making the young mistress cry! A cake would—

Wolfram.

What?

Please make your complaints in English.

I'm willing to hear you out if you do.

Words... Dictionary...

Ciel, say something!

Yes, do! He's scary, and I feel sorry for her!

If I spoil you, you'll never make progress.

Do your best.

We do not make noise consuming our soup.

That bite is too big. Be more decorous.

Another helping!

Ladies are not permitted more helpings.

Don't do it, Agni.

Tomorrow, I want— No, I should prefer to have pork.

Please do not express opinions about the menu while you are a guest.

As it happens, tomorrow, you'll be learning how to eat fish.

Hey, you! The young mistress—

In English, please.

There are more rules now than before I left the village!

You can go back there if you like.

Is that how you speak to your friends?

Does ice run through your veins?

Just blood.

Never mind! I won't look to you for help!

Perfect.

Hmph!

What is it? Didn't you just say you wouldn't look to me for help?

Oh, it's you.

It wouldn't hurt you to lend an ear, my lord.

To her unproductive griping?

She's your responsibility.

I'm busy with all the work that piled up in our absence.

Is that so, my lord?

Yes.

You must greet Her Majesty with a full curtsy.

Wolfram, you support her.

You can do it!

Pull in your chin and smile without showing your teeth.

Goof affer'oon, Your Mafeffy.

Well, it will do.

Your diction is a touch off, however.

I have an idea.

What ish dis?

This is so that you can see your tongue as you practice.

Watch carefully in the mirror.

Once you've mastered it, we'll have tea.

Tip of your tongue to your palate.

Curve the tip of your tongue more.

Miss Sullivan?

Miss Sullivan?

Young 'istresh!

What is that?

Hey!

Oi!

I-I'm sorry. Are you all right?

What is wrong with him?!

He propped open my innocent, maidenly mouth!

What does he mean to put in it?!

Pardon?

Ciel! I heard you were back from abroad, so I came to vi—

I know this looks bad, Lizzie, but listen—

So this is the "business" that took you to Germany?

Pardon me, my lady. There is a perfectly good reason for this.

Oh, so that's what happened.

I jumped to the wrong conclusion. I'm so embarrassed!

I was about to give Ciel a scolding.

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

I felt in less mortal danger facing down the tank.

But Ciel...

It's cruel of you to make your friend do such harsh lessons on her own.

What?

As usual, you don't understand a girl's feelings at all.

Tough lessons like that can be fun if we encourage each other through them.

Th-They can?

I know! Why don't we all take the lessons together today?

Wonderful idea!

What?

Why would I take them? Manners differ between the sexes, and—

This is what we do for our friends.

You're lucky! Every girl in England wants an invitation to a Drawing Room.

Let's work hard and become ladies together.

R-Right.

Now, call me Lizzie.

And may I call you Siggie?

A-All right.

Now, with that settled...

It's time for lessons!

Yay!

Ciel, do it more gracefully and cutely.

How am I supposed to do that?