Old Vampire and a Holy Girl

"I don't think we should stay like this."

The man was sitting shallow on the couch and crushed with his jaw over his combined hands.

Dark room.

Even though it's already late at night, there's not one of the lights.

Still, I figured out to the man that the situation in the room was in hand.

Because it's my own room - and of course there's a natural reason for that, but that's not all.

A man is a vampire.

Things that must be human, with various abilities - such as "The Eye to the Dark Night".

In modern times, it is considered to be a fantastic creature that only appears in gaga.

The fantasy creature is now...

- He was strongly asked to get a job.

"Was it a dragon or a family member... someone said it, but I guess I'm really starting to get 'sociability'. Whether that's good or bad, it's definitely changed since the time when my family and I were just pulling off for no purpose."

A man speaks in the same tone as he is speaking to someone.

But it's not like someone's sitting on a face-to-face couch with a pinch of low tables.

The man's gaze was on the low table.

Precisely - get in there, on the bump.

"Mimic."

――……

The bumps don't talk.

It's obvious, can't a bump talk? If that happened, it would be a strange phenomenon - if there were a third party, I might make that kind of decent penetration.

But even men know that bumps don't talk.

The person you're talking to is in the bump.

"I'm sorry, a good old man bothered me like this... but you're the only one who lives in this castle who can say this."

――……

"It may be a boring consultation for you, but, well, listen a lot"

- Une.

From among the bumps, a blasphemous, nasty creature, like a bunch of orange tentacles, glances at him just a little.

This is what we call a 'mimic', a 'monster that shouldn't exist' - a 'fantasy species' where we say it in modern times to do so.

This mimic, it has the ecology of 'letting others get away'.

So usually, when I get out of my bump, I get momentum...

He's highly intelligent, and he must be reading the air.

'Fine, I'll talk to you. I wish it were me,' only to expose that figure quietly and to unuune in silence to wait for the other person's words (you can't speak originally).

"I've been a part of nature ever since I made up my mind about the hiccups"

――……

"Oh, of course, it doesn't mean 'he was a naturalist' like the dragon once suffered. I don't know... regardless of the world, regardless of the world, I guess I would say it was just there... It wasn't dead, it was alive, it was human."

――……

"Life without the waves was peaceful. But I never got bored.... I'm better suited to being alone than being part of a group. Doing all sorts of things without doing it, adding more hobbies, painting, making supplies… I think I had a good afterlife"

- Une.

"I wonder if that life has changed since the Virgin came.... I still remember her first voice. She walked into my room and she looked at me and she said:" Wow, people really live here!? Here!? "

――……

"I knew something had broken in before she came into the room... but I didn't mean to do anything about it. I was just like, 'Let the flow take care of it'. If they were going to attack, they would return it with an attack, and if they were going to try a dialogue, they would try to have a dialogue... but what the Virgin said was something I wouldn't expect."

-... Une?

"Um, well... the word she kept calling me was, 'Uncle, what's going on here since noon? What's your job? It was."

――………………

"I've lived a long time, and I'm proud to have dealt with different types of Ningen. However, it was the first time I had been taught a profession…"

- Uneune...

"Honestly, I thought it was funny.... I guess around here, where the dragon tells me 'vampires lick p right away'... I thought it was a funny thing to say kid, and for a while... until the Virgin's life was about to run out, I was just trying to fit her in."

- Une ~...

"And leave it to the flow, keep it flowing - it's here now"

――……

"Let's confess. I now regret having 'licked p' for the first time in a long raw"

- Unen.

"The Virgin is - strong. It's a strength I've never experienced before, delayed in realizing it, but it's definitely a strong enemy. Never before...... Anyway, I'm about to be transformed by her"

- Unh.

"... didn't you just say 'yeah'?

Mimic shook his body like a bunch of orange tentacles, puffy.

It feels like you're denying it.

"... okay. Anyway - I had positioned my dialogue with her as a 'battle', but apparently now I realize I'm about to lose"

- Unen.

"Losing isn't elegant, is it?

――……

"Look at them sweetly, let them do what they want, and then, at the end of the day, they're graceful because they win.... but I don't know... Honestly, lately, I've been thinking to myself, 'It might not be too bad to work outside'. It is also true that there is a certain amount of interest in the 'outside world' she speaks so enthusiastically about."

――…………

"Mimic, I've had a long foreground... what do you think I should do?" This too is the course of the times, "I accept, should I go out and work... or should I stick to my battle with the Virgin and keep the hiccups going... now I can't judge which one is better"

――……

"So I want your opinion... I feel sorry for my family and I can't talk to them, and if I talk to the dragon, they'll definitely fool me, and the fairy is well... you know what I mean? I'm sorry about the erasure, but you're the only one left. Please."

- Une ~

Mimic loosened up to worry.

Here the man thought it wouldn't be too tragic if he was the och who said, 'Actually, I've just been rocking at the right time so far, and I really don't understand the language'.

but.

Mimic takes something out of his bump.

- Une!

"... is that your original owner's diary?

That old book, full of mucus and glowing with terra terra, was supposed to be such a substitute.

I should have removed the mucus beautifully and put it in the castle library, but it looked like Mimic had recovered it at some point.

And...

Mimic had opened a certain page in his diary and indicated it to a man.

The man leaves his face only slightly away from the diary (to avoid splashing mucus rather than presbyopia) and reads the indicated page.

But...

That page.

"... blank page."

- Une.

"You're -- well, you're not gonna say anything."

The man gently distorts his mouth.

The face was, like, grieving - smiling.

"... right. Exactly. I want you to say something, and maybe I wasn't talking to you."

- The answer was, it was out.

A man is a vampire.

And - it was a hiccup.

"If I hadn't bent myself, I would have already concluded so.... Oh, yeah. The conclusion was really already, a long time ago. Still, this is how I consulted you... because you lacked the courage or the calories to just walk towards a conclusion."

It is the privilege of young people to be able to move forward for what they believe.

The calories that move humans are finite and their total quantity gradually decreases with age.

... That's a terrible story. The more piles you stack, the more heat you need to take a new step, but the more piles you stack, the harder it becomes to catch fire in your mind.

I don't want to get old - with the head understanding that 'young' and 'old' are just 'personalities', but men had to think so.

Yes, the fever isn't enough yet.

Facing the mighty enemy of the Virgin is a big deal, and how much firewood you've put on this old heart, I'm sure you'll never reach the calories you need.

So what does this mind without heat go further?

"I've been hiccups for five hundred years. So... you can't just go outside now."

- I have a stack of things.

If young people are good at seeking new things and adapting...

- The old man specializes in protecting what he has accumulated so far.

There is a history.

I have a story.

So even if there's no calories left, this weight is what keeps me walking, and the crackling life pushes me on the back of a man.

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

- Unen?

"Tomorrow, when the Virgin arrives, I'll tell you. Honestly, clarity, I'm not willing to work, and I'm not willing to leave this castle. Because this castle is my belonging--"

Men laugh.

With a quiet, but invincible grin...

I say, "I'm a vampire."

Do not be afraid of being frightened.

- The rest of us just don't know the history we've built up.

Don't be afraid to be suspicious.

- You should behave more shamelessly on the path you have been taking wholeheartedly than on a few opponents when you meet them.

You can't lose sight of what you believe.

- Men are vampires.

Even if the world tries to forget...

Men, I remember.

I piled it up as a vampire, because I have a past.

"I'm a vampire."

Men crush again.

Look straight ahead, with a slightly dressed look, as if you were pointing it at the Virgin who isn't there yet.

"I don't work"