10 A Banque (1/2)

”Oh! So in English, Bonjour is Hello or good morning, Bonne après-midi is Good afternoon, and Bonsoir is Good Evening! How exhilarating! I'm learning!” Casimir's eyes were glistening in delight as he gripped the French to English dictionary in his hands.

”Good morning, Noir!” Casimir shouted and patted the big cat's head.

”Judging from the way this word is used, I'm guessing Good means Bien!” Casimir said to himself aloud and, to prove his theory, he immediately flipped the pages to look for the aforementioned words. ”Aha! I was right! I'm so smart!”

”Wouldn't it be great if everyone was as smart as me? Then no one would be stupid!” Casimir proudly grinned to himself and said. ”The whole world would benefit! Right, Noir?”

In reply, the big cat just licked his face affectionately.

”Ah! Stop! You're ruining my hair!”

Cat's tongue really does feel like sandpaper!

Speaking of his hair, after seeing Mr. Malfoy on that one fateful day, Casimir decided that he would not have his hair cut anymore.

Well, unless his hair gets too long to handle.

So, right now, his hair reached to his chin. It was not considered short but, not long either. Most of the time, he would just tie the top half of his hair in a messy bun and let the bottom half flow freely.

Some of the maids, after seeing his messy bun, offered to cut his hair but, were outright refused so, they just went with offering to fix his bun which, he agreed to... Most of the time.

...

Casimir walked towards the manor from the stables at the back, picking the stray pieces of hay which had stuck determinedly to his clothes.

Just like that, Casimir entered the manor, his hair filled with straws of hay that were sticking out of it, his face having dust marks, and his clothes had tufts of fur from Noir.

Hmm? What's happening here?

As he was walking towards his room, he began to realize that the servants in the manor were much busier than normal.

”Young master!!!” Suddenly, there was a horrified scream coming from somewhere to his left and, as he looked towards that direction, he saw a tired yet, petrified looking Alphonse.

Huh? Why does he look like that? Casimir looked behind and around him to see if there were any monsters there that could have terrified Alphonse. Hmm? There's none.

”Young master!!! You're... You're!!!” Alphonse charged towards Casimir. ”How can you be so dirty on this day?!!”

After that, Casimir was dragged to his room and into the bathroom by Alphonse without being able to do anything.

”Please take a bath and clean yourself properly. I'll be preparing your attire as you do so, young master.” Alphonse said while directing Casimir to the bathroom. ”Please remember to not take too much time in there. The guests will start arriving soon.”

”Wait! Wait!” Casimir shouted right before Alphonse was about to close the bathroom door shut. ”First, you need to tell me why I need to get dressed up. What's with today anyways?! Everyone seems so busy doing stuff!”

”What do you mean, young master?' Alphonse questioned back. ”Today is the 13th of September! Your birthday!”

”So please stop these jokes and take a bath.” The door was directly shut right at his face.