Undertaker led me to a coffin laying in the middle of the funeral parlor. He took off the lid on the coffin and revealed that there was a body of a woman in it. She had a large cut on her throats and an even larger and deeper cut on her lower abdomen. She was covered in blood.

"Hehehe, it appears that this women is another one of the victims of Jack the Ripper!" Undertaker dug his fingers into the larger cut on her lower abdomen and pried open a gap large enough for us to see inside. It looked like something was missing.

"Her uterus is missing, like the others." Undertaker said cleaning his fingers.

"Like the others?" I asked even though i already knew the answer because I've watched the anime.

"You see, Jack the Ripper has a....particular killing style. He finds his victims at night, kill them by slitting their throat, then he removes their uterus. And also, all of his victims that as been identified so far are all prostitutes."

"Wow, that sure is gruesome." I said trying to sound surprised.

"Hehehe, but that is none of our morticians business. For now we focus on our job which is preparing our guest for her final destination and arrange for her funeral." he looked at the document that came with her, "her name is Mary Ann Nichols and she was working as a prostitute at the time of her death at age 43."

Undertaker put away the document and pointed to a door that I didn't notice before," this door leads to the bath and sink where we can clean our guest. This cupboard next to the door contains the sugical instruments like stitches and operation knifes. And that," he pointed to a wooden drawer, " has make up and hair products in it. Lastly, that wardrobe has spare clothes and jewellery for our guests if their family has not given us any clothing they want for our guests to wear to their graves." Undertaker then proceeded to explain everything about being a mortician.

"Hehehe! Now is the time to demonstrate how well you have listened to all the informations I have given you, and turn them into your own skill and knowledge!"Undertaker said after finishing the explanation.

"Okay!" I said and silently muttered an encouragement to myself. I just really didn't want to mess up any of Undertaker's guests and ruin his impression of me. I took a deep breathe and dragged the coffin to the washroom.

I put our guest Mary into the bathtub, and washed off the dried blood on her body. I then attempted to wash out the dry blood in her hair, but to no avail. I had to use half of the bottle of shampoo to completely clean her hair. Then putting her on a table, I dried off her body and hair. She had some scars on her wrists which i noticed but I just brushed it aside. I also stitched her cuts up with the stuff I found in the cupboard. Stitching was harder than I expected because her body was already starting to stiff. I dressed her in the clothes her family provided which included some nice underwear, a simple ankle length baby blue dress with a small amount of decorative white laces. It covered up the big cut on her stomach quite well but the cut on her throat was totally uncovered. So i decided to put a choker around her which matched with her dress. It was time for her hair and make up. This was gonna be the fun part.

I plaited some of her straight brown hair and curled the plait around her head like a crown. And I let the rest of her long hair flow down naturally onto her shoulders. Onto the make up. First I powdered her face so that it didn't look so lifelessly pale. Then I did some contouring and highlighting to define her features. I checked her eye colour and I applied a light layer of green eyeshadow to represent her original eye colour. I also applied a small amount of blush and lipstick in order to bring some life back to her face. When the make up was done, I found that the overall effect was quite good. It wasn't too much, it wasn't too little, it was just exactly how I wanted it to turn out.

I laid her body back in the coffin and I positioned her with her hands one on top of the other on her stomach. I stuffed a bunch of flowers into her hands and put a white flower in her hair where it was right above her right ear. I took a step back to see the finishing result. It looked like she was just asleep and I was quite proud of myself.

Undertaker has been watching quietly the whole time but now he stood beside me to look at our guest.

"I must say I am impressed with this. Hehehe, you do have quite the talent for it!"

"Thank you, Undertaker!" I said cheerfully.

"Hehe now we just have to wait for our guest's family to come and pick her up."

After a bit I heard the sound of a carriage stopping in front of the funeral parlor. A young man looked to be in his twenties came in. I sat at the back of the parlor in the shadow and watched Undertaker deal with him.

"Well come! Might you happen to be the family of Mary Ann Nichols that will be taking her?"

"Hello, yes I am Mary's eldest son Edward John Nichols. I trust that you have prepared my mother's body for the funeral?" the young man responded.

"Hehe, of course! Here she is, sir." Undertaker opened the coffin and stepped aside to let the man see her body.

The man bended down and started stroking her face with a sad look. It was obvious that he loved his mother very much. "Thank you for doing this. She really is beautiful, even after death, isn't she?"

"Hehe, she is! I may be in no position to ask this but, why would she go as far as prostitution to earn money? You do not look like you are that much in need of money?"

"It wasn't only for money that she started prostitution, there was other reason."

"And may I ask what that is? Hehe, its alright if you do not wish to answer."

"No, it's fine, I will tell you. Mary Ann was a kind-hearted gentle lady. She had a simple but happy life growing up as the daughter of a locksmith. However, because she was so kind and innocent, she could also be easily tricked. A man named William Nichols came into her life and they soon got married. And yes, although I hate to say this, but this man is my father. They had five children which is me and my four younger siblings. But that bastard William had an affair with a nurse who had attended the birth of my youngest brother. When mother found out she was so upset that she started trashing her own body by cutting and having sexual relationship with a lot of men. She brought the five of us siblings up all by herself afterward with her meagre earnings as a prostitute. She was a great woman. It was all that man's fault that mother became like this!" he said with tears of anger and sadness in his eyes.

" That was a very tragic story. But hehe, do not worry, for I know that she is in a better place now." Oh yea of course Undertaker know, he is a shinigami!

The man looked confused for a second, but he seemed to have brushed it aside, "anyway I should once again thank you for all that you have done for my mother. Here is you payment that you so rightly deserved." he handed Undertaker a bag of coins and shouted for someone outside. Three men came in and took the coffin with them.

"Hehe, you are always well come to be a guest in my funeral parlor!" Undertaker said as he waved. The man seemed a bit creeped out by this so he quickly left.

So this was how Undertaker get all his informations! I have always wondered how every time he could answer all the questions that Ciel and Sebastian asked.

I jumped down from the coffin I was sitting on and walked to Undertaker, "That was smooth of you!"

"Hehehe, thank you, my little mortician!" Undertaker called me a mortician!? Did that mean he accepted me and have trust in me doing stuff like this now! Yes! I'm happy to know that!

"Hehe, since you prepared that body, it is only fair of you get the payment as well!" he said and handed me the bag of coins.

"R..really?"

"Yes, hehe, really!"

"Thank you so much, Undertaker!!" I said and I gave him a massive hug. He stiffened for a bit at first, but then he gradually relaxed and hugged back.

"Hehe, now you can take this money and go home to rest! We will call it a day!" he patted my head.

"Umm....Undertaker.... I actually have something to tell you." I said in a serious tone as I pulled away.

"What is it, my dear?"he sensed that I was serious.

"I...umm...am actually homeless."

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Lesson of the chapter: There is always chance to get informations, you never know when they might become useful.

An inspiring quote: "It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious."-Oscar Wilde. This is the favorite quote of Izaya Orihara from Durarara.

A/N: The victim in this chapter, Mary Ann NIcols, was an actual victim of Jack the Ripper in real life. However, the backstory I have given her is not 100% true. Only some parts like her family members are true. The age she died is also true.

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