Old Vampire and a Holy Girl

"Uncle! I brought you something nice today!

Gashyaaaa!

A thick blackout curtain was opened along with a loud noise.

A refreshing morning sun enters the room.

The man wakes up from the bed where he slept while the surface of his skin is burned chillily on a refreshing morning sun.

"Good morning. What is' good stuff '?"

"This is it!

and the Virgin showed the basket she was offering to her arms.

Men are a little wary.

"Is it a job advertisement?

"No, I'm not."

"So, homework kit?

"No. I'm using my last and previous reflections to figure out a different way to persuade you today!

"Persuasion in a different direction - when I say..."

"Of course, it's a way to reintegrate your uncle into society!

Grab your fist vigorously.

It is - men are vampires, but there are no more vampires in the world.

So they thought men were 'socially unfit uncles pretending to be vampires'.

It seems that it is the job of a Virgin to make a person who does not behave like such a society good enough to befriend society.

Men think times are unusual.

Speaking of 'Virgin' once, it fumbled the meaning of 'interpersonal final weapon' - even the vampire is the only one scared, I can say.

That's pretty much the caregiver now.

Perhaps the word 'Virgin' is correct as the original meaning, but from a man who knows the formerly harsh Virgins, it was a completely unlikely change.

"Whatever you do, I don't reintegrate into society... rather than" reintegrate into society "is not right for me to use. I didn't originally work in a people's society..."

"Yes. I mean, my uncle doesn't have - a job history, does he?

"………………… well"

I could say so.

But I didn't want to be expressed that way.

I don't like it very much.

"It's okay! Leave it to me! I don't have social experience, I don't have a job history, and I'm thinking, 'You're scared to work,' because I've prepared you for that, even if you want to work!

"Hmm. I mean, what did you bring today?

"Until now I was in a hurry. I just pushed my job and I had no idea how my uncle felt..."

"Do you know now?

"Yes!"

Men don't really know where that confidence comes from.

Unless at least she bends the theory that 'vampires don't exist,' I even feel like the day I can understand won't come forever.

"So I brought you something like this today!

The Virgin opens the basket lid.

It was inside.

"... bread? And, multiple paper bags?

"Yes! It's bread! Paper bags are its ingredients! Today's theme is' Know how amazing artisans are '!

"Hmm."

"What we usually use or eat casually is something that is packed with the skill and hardship of those who work hard there. That's the kind of attempt you make to understand how awesome and wonderful it is to work by knowing that kind of insight."

"I see."

"The first time to remember is - bread. You know this is my uncle."

"Right. Most importantly, my uncle's young bread seemed blacker, rounder, heavier... but now, the elongated, white bread that I've brought is something that's been circulating lately, isn't it?

"Yes. So experience baking today!

"... why is that so?"

"By actually making things that you usually casually mouth with your own hands, you learn things like 'It's tough' and 'Every day I do a job like this, and the craftsmen who do it for a large number of customers are honorable'!

I see, today's concept is more specific than usual.

Apparently, the Virgin is also showing gradual progress.

"So you're making bread today?

"Right. The last accessory I brought was something my uncle wasn't very familiar with and he didn't seem to understand how hard it was for the craftsmen...... today, my uncle also made it something he would normally eat!

……

The fact that the staple food was blood was completely ignored.

Well, I drink tea and scones as a hobby, so it's not like I can't eat them...

Men just have a tea time habit, they don't grab bread on an empty stomach.

And also, for men, a diet other than blood can only be meant to distract the loneliness of the mouth - in that sense, the old bread is better than the recent bread.

"But I've never cooked in my life, are you okay?

"Uncle."

And the Virgin comes face-to-face.

And I started whispering as I saw the corner of the flying room - the family there.

"You usually let your family cook meals, don't you?

"... you're making me... well, I guess so"

"There it is. Occasionally, my uncle makes them and treats them to his family. Then the family was moved, too, and said, 'I love Grandpa!' I think so."

………………

I love my grandfather! I couldn't totally imagine my family saying something like that.

A man is not a grandfather to his family in the first place.

"Hey... I don't know, I don't think my family wants that..."

"I just don't put it in my mouth. I guess."

"Even if he doesn't put it in his mouth, he puts it in his face..."

"Isn't that faceless?"

"No, his face is pretty loud."

"Do you have a loud face?"

"You don't have to worry about me anyway."

"Um, I get it. But it is! The rate of self-catering among unemployed men is quite high. I think cooking, cleaning, this area leads to a change of spirit that I think is okay with being unemployed."

They're willing to let you cook anyway.

The man gave up his resistance - he's a hippo anyway, and it's not a bad idea to do something unusual once in a while.

"Ok, ok. Shall we make some bread today?"

"Yes! Let's self-cater, know how hard it is for artisans and how well they accomplish their work, and get back into society!

The Virgin says with a smile.

That's why - today's vampires are supposed to hang out in the kitchen.