"Yeah, I think I can do that. You trying to open a café?"
"...Surprisingly...yes...how...did you know?"
"Call it a gut feeling, kid." The man grinned. "Name's Azazel. So, how about turning this place from an old bar into a full-blown café that also serves alcohol? Sound good?" Liam thought about the offer.
"...What's the catch?" He asked, the man blinked before laughing.
"Yeah...you make those for cocktails for me whenever I come by. How's that sound?"
Liam blinked and thought about it for a moment. It sounded like a fairly off-sided deal. "That's it? Nothing else?"
"Yup, I can never get bored of your cocktails. It is a good deal nonetheless, also I'll ask a few favors now and then, how bout that?" Azazel smiled at the Master of Servants.
"I guess it's a good deal…" He scratched the back of his head in nervousness. "Then...deal I guess…"
"Excellent! We'll be redecorating this place into a full-blown café in a day's time!" Azazel laughed as Liam chuckled nervously. This indeed is a really weird universe.
Liam reached the old flat building of his. Seems to him that Zelretch actually had contracted it for him and his servants. The possibilities of him being responsible for his Servants slowly grew and grew. He used one of the key duplicates that was given to him to open the door to the store. "Tadaima!'
"Okairi, Master." Scáthach smiled upon the man as she gave him a quick nod. "How's the hiring?"
Liam scratched the back of his head, he's been freelancing all his life and this is the one of the few times he actually worked as something that doesn't relate to killing. "Well, as absurd as it sounds, some guy just offered me a place to open the café…"
"Wait what?" Ezio asked as he stopped by and ate a piece of cake that was left on the fridge. "You mean he gave you a place?"
"...Yes, and do note not to eat, while walking or talking. I don't want to clean things up…" Liam deadpanned, the Assassin chuckled before he left to go to the table.
"Liam." Scáthach said in a stern manner before she gestured him to speak with her privately. "We have something to discuss."
"O-Okay…" The two got to her supposed room as she sat by her bed. "What is it, Lancer-san?"
"From yesterday…" She gave out a saddened look towards him. "Who really are you? You can't be fully human."
Liam blinked as he rubbed the back of his head before chuckling. "In a sense...I'm not human, but from the looks of it, I am one…" He smiled as he looked at his glowing magic circuits of his right hand. "I'm a Designer Baby, so it's normal for you to sense that I'm not entirely human."
Scáthach gave a look of pity and sympathy for the man, who smiled at her. "Don't pity me, Lancer-san, but I kinda have the gist of your wish if this was a Holy Grail War however…" Liam gave out a look of a smile to the woman. "It's to find someone to end your life, is it not?" The Lancer stayed silent as she looked at the man, who still smiled at her.
"...Indeed, it is, Master…"
"Again…" Liam gave out a frown. "It's Liam. Master's more like being called a Master of Slaves...I don't do that. I kill Slavers, that's one of the things I usually do." He rubbed the back of his head. "So, that's all huh?"
"...For now, yes, thank you for the time, Mast-Liam...is that the right term?" The Lady of the Shadows asked.
"Well, yes…" He coughed before he gave up a smile. "If you need anything, my doors are always open."
"What doors?" She gave out a confused stare. An awkward silence ensued as Liam blankly stared at her.
"Ummm, it's an expression...means like...I'm always ears if you need me…" Liam stated comically before he let out a nervous chuckle. "I kinda forget that Servants are from the past and won't know of a lot of expressions and such. Just call me if you need me, Lancer-san." Liam then exited the room before closing the door behind him.
"Have a little talk there, Master?" The Master jumped a little as he finds Ezio standing by the hall with his back against the wall.
"Y-Yeah, how long have you been there?" He asked as Ezio smiled curtly at the Master.
"From the start, don't worry, puberty's gonna hit you anytime soon." Ezio the dismissed himself as Liam balled his hands.
"That happened a long time ago…" He sighed to himself before he went downstairs and got to the living room. There was an old box-television that looked very much antique and much more of a vintage object.
"Well...no harm on tinkering a vintage object that's pretty useless around this house." A sadistic grin came into the man's face as he took out a toolbox from the attic.
"So...Master…" Ezio called the man as the two still looked up to the LED Television with a twenty inch flat screen. "Care to explain how you made...that?"
"...I have no idea, Assassin-san…" Liam still flabbergasted at his own work.
"Well, now we know that we don't need to hire someone to repair things." He patted his master's shoulder.
"Now, I beg the question why in the heaven going to hell am I having a pair of Servants? I mean…"
"That's something I want to know. There are no dangers whatsoever around here." The Assassin-class Servant shook his head.
"Ya wanna go out and scout for me?" Assassin shrugged.
"Sure, it's a lot better than being here…" The servant turned into his astral form in a blink of a flash.
"And so...what time is it?" Liam twitched his eyes as the clock had its short arrow in between the number '10' and '11' and the longer arrow on the number '6' at night. "God damn, time goes faster...I swear there's a spell behind all this."
Liam couldn't help, but yawn as he dropped onto his sofa. He opened up his gauntlets and threw them by the floor, taking off his coat and placed it on the sofa's headrest. There lied a necklace of iron shaped like a cross. "I missed you…" He held the necklace's cross before he drifted off to sleep.