Old Vampire and a Holy Girl

"Good morning, uncle!

Giggy, giggy...

Gone, Gone, Gone......

The open door closed when a person entered it, smudging it to avoid sunlight.

The sound of a clock ringing at the same time as the door closes is the playfulness of a craftsman who startles the first person to see it.

Entrance hall.

A frontal view of the large staircase leading upstairs. So, even today, men and the Virgin meet.

The grey-haired man stood with his hand poked in his pocket in an outfit called trousers on his shirt.

It was a kime face but the Virgin doesn't particularly react to me, so I return my greetings with the same expression.

"Hey, good morning, Virgin"

"Yes, good morning! Are your rooms still being cleaned today?

"Mm-hmm. I don't think you have to clean me up to kick me out early this morning."

"I'm sure your family wants your uncle to be active outside!

"No, I don't think so - oh, yeah. I had something for you today."

Men get their hands out of their pockets.

In his hand, a wooden pocket watch was gripped.

"Ah, that's my pocket watch! Have you finished fixing it?

"Mm-hmm. The time is accurate, too. It's just - regrettably, the maestro who made this seemed to have a better skill than I did. I have repaired it but it may have become more fragile than before"

"Oh no! I never thought I'd fix it, so it's just enough that you moved again like this! Thank you, uncle!

"Well, you have something to take care of."

"No, no! I want someone as skilled as my uncle to be active in society more than anything! I'm just hoping it helps! Never mind!

"Right. Then I'm sorry I wasted my legs..."

"You've fixed your watch, too, and let's get you in the mood and work toward social reintegration in particular today!

……

I should have fixed the clock.

The man thought so too - but on the other hand, he was also interested in something called 'The Virgin with a Mood'.

For a long time, a man has been a character who finds value in letting his opponent get serious and smash it.

And this casual conversational landscape is the fruit of it, the battle between The Virgin Who Wants To Return To Society and The Man Who Wants Not To Go Outside.

Then I'm fortunate to have had the temper.

It is only when the other person is in the mood and serious that the pleasure of smashing it also grows.

"Cook...... ok. Then let me ask you something! I need you to 'get in the mood' to reintegrate me into society!

"Uncle, you're a norrinoli!

"Apparently, I'm the type of person who's motivated according to their seriousness."

"I mean it all the time! But today is a special day!

Special.

Apparently, he's bound to die.

I knew being back in society was something to be scared of......!

"I think I've never really understood my uncle."

"Hmm?"

"All I knew about my uncle was that he called himself a vampire and that he had no job history and that he was occupying a state-owned castle on his own......"

……

It was something my uncle was not even Roku.

But her words are full of things that are not true.

First of all, men are real vampires, not 'self-proclaimed' vampires.

However, it would be more impossible to tell young people to believe this - it is a legend that vampires, dragons, fairies, etc. currently only retain their names in the gaga and are nowhere in the world.

It would also be a mistake to occupy another state-owned castle on its own.

Originally this is a property owned by a man.

But since men don't have a family registry (because they're vampires), it seems like a story that the state holds a castle that doesn't have a family registry owner.

Men don't know much about it because it's not sociable.

He also thinks that the nominal owner doesn't care about anyone else because the annoyance he is currently having is about 'the Virgin comes to reintegrate him into society'.

Your work history……

Well, no.

"What is it?

The man raised his jaw to look down.

All I could see was reopening the lack of a job history from the course of the conversation.

Uncle Roku was there too.

"Yes, but lately, I've learned that my uncle's hobby is a daily carpenter. This is a great advance for me."

"Hmm."

"So today, I brought something like this!

The Virgin offers a piece of paper from her back side.

A man receives the paper...

"Ugh!?"

I bent forward like I ate a heavy body blow.

What was on that piece of paper?

"We've got a flyer for 'Tools of the World Exhibition'!

"'Tools of the World' says...!?"

Men see flyers as they eat in.

Numerous tools existed there that were not in the living age of men.

Like a magic drill!

Like a hexagonal wrench!

Other than that...

"What...!? There are so many types of scarecrows right now......! And this hammer! I can't imagine it's made of nails that don't make me dizzy!? ……!? Is it possible to cannabis this cannabis so thinly?!? The crumbs are clear!

"What do you say, uncle, oh my God, you can also buy your favorite tools at the World's Tools Exhibition venue!

"All right, let's go!

"Yay!

"Oh, wait. Wait. It's not. It's not..."

It was dangerous.

It was the biggest crisis I've ever had - it seemed like I was really going out there unexpectedly.

"... uh, what is it? Isn't there a mail order? Yes, you don't have to go out of your way to the venue to shop at home in this day and age."

"I assumed that's what you said."

"What the...!?"

"We have a venue only tool! Like that super thin sharpening canna!

"Wu......!

"Plus, there were a lot of toolmakers at the venue, and what a - custom-made thing to do!

"Made to order!? Stupid! Such a maniacal exhibition, who the hell would love it! I'm glad to hear it!

"What do you say, this exhibition, which is too much for the bastards to anticipate the general public at all! Uncle, don't you like this!?"

I like it so much.

But, but - the feeling that 'I don't want to go outside' and 'I want a tool' are endlessly close to equilibrium, but the feeling that 'I don't want to go outside' is still slightly heavier.

"Ugh......! I'm also concerned about this, a tool that I can't completely imagine the use from the shape...! I honestly don't know where to go or at this age it's so annoying......!

"Uncle, it's okay! I'll be with you!

"Stop it! I'm ashamed to be pulled off by you!

"Don't say things like adolescent boys!

"Similar but different! You still don't get it, but when you get older, acting with young people is something you have a lot of courage for! There's no common topic or anything! You still don't know the silent fear of looking for a topic!

"It's okay! I'll do my best!

"Not so!

I don't like the fact that young kids are allowed to care and escort themselves...

It's hard to make young people understand this psychology.

A creature called an old man is next to a puberty boy.

"Anyway...... Anyway! I'm not going!

"Oh no! It felt better than ever! What didn't you want?!?"

It has to be nothing.

It's just that her story, her care, it's too perfect.

"I feel like I'm going to be hit by some bad luck that I'm not sure about at the venue. I'm going to be very depressed on my way home."

"Yep...!?"

You can't jump into the 'good story' that came down and gushed.

Step in front of too much luck.

All the bad possibilities that can happen from now on are on my mind...

The 'swing back' after I enjoy it is always flickering in the back of my brain.

That is the Dark One.

I'm sure the Light One will not understand, in a nature that can be called 'weakness' -

At last, the vampire had such a cruel personality that the Virgin could not have imagined.