Old Vampire and a Holy Girl

This bean colour has no vibrant impression at all!

The sleeves are too much and the hem is dragging, so obviously I can't hide the feeling of falling back. It's my size!

Besides closing the zipper on the jacket tightly to the neck: 'I don't care what it looks like. This is my style,' he just said. A grand outfit!

The wearer's eyes are dead all the time!

Whatever you think, dull.

There was a young girl there wearing such a jersey, small and with dark hair hiding one eye.

"Wow... what shall I do, uncle... you don't look good in my jersey, my family at all..."

It is the word of the Virgin.

A man sees the Virgin directly beside him, and he becomes a ghoulish face - this Virgin, after all, has the nature to say nothing but positive opinions.

To the best of the men's knowledge, she never made a negative statement.

How about that, just the finishing touches that she honestly admits' doesn't look good 'either.

But men also have to shut up and nod at this.

Because it doesn't look good on you.

Return your gaze to your family.

While receiving her dead gaze, the man took a closer look at the whole family.

In terms of size, if you add the virgin's decoy and close your eyes...

Why not break the hem long enough to drag.

Why close the zipper to the top if you don't close it to make it look a little better.

Why, put your jacket in your pants.

The outfit, which can be described as an unconscionable quest for its dusty nature, seemed to be carried out with some strong conviction.

I feel too dasa and vice versa aesthetic.

Or...

"My family... is anyone even being held hostage by a family member? It's not just every day, that outfit..."

The man was worried.

But I thought it was only certain that my family had not been taken hostage.

Because - the family is a family member.

Vampires put blood on wild bats, giving them some wisdom and power.

Besides, she's an old stock that looks like a 10-year-old but actually lived about five hundred years.

There are no more bat-era families.

The family in the sense of blood relatives should have had only vampires - men - who gave blood.

And men are not taken hostage.

Indeed, in the same room is the Virgin, synonymous with the natural enemies of the outside world.

But it was also a long time ago when the Virgin was a natural enemy of the outside world - no, it was also a long time ago when 'the outside world' was considered 'there'.

Now the Virgin is a welfare worker, including a visit to the home of a lonely old man.

There is no such thing as the fact that the Virgin, who has misbehaved in her welfare work, is likely to burn easily on the Internet news, such as taking an elderly person who has misbehaved.

"Hey, family... is it something hard too? I've always had a hard time with you, so if you have a problem, you can tell me."

The man unexpectedly rests his hand on the narrow shoulder of his family, crouching to match the height of his head with hers, he says.

But the family shakes their necks sideways.

…………

"Nothing? But, you know, that outfit, it's not really just every day anymore... can I mess with you for a second?

……

"Look, just sit still, fold your hem, and let it out about a noose. And a zipper. Why close it to your neck? Turn the sleeves too... they'll be hard to move, not like that..."

A man messes with his tequila and his family's outfits.

A few minutes later (there was a slight resistance on the part of the family and it took a little), I dressed somewhat better there, but I knew there was a family member with dead eyes.

"Mm-hmm. This will do. Oh, uh, I wonder what it was... why you were wearing such a costume in the first place..."

It was a shocking mess, forgetting everything.

When a man is worried...

The Virgin beside answered.

"Because my family exercises intensely, it's hard to move when it's made-up clothes, so I brought my jersey."

"Oh, you did... no, but what, the... was the Virgin wearing an array, too?

"Well... no, but it's strange, isn't it, my family, you know, something-- you have an aura. I didn't know you had such a powerful aura."

I honestly didn't say here, 'I haven't seen anyone who doesn't look good in jerseys this far yet', and it was the Virgin around fluttering with the word 'Aura'.

But I didn't expect to let her so much negative rhetoric in the light...

The jerseys of his family are strong in darkness.

Together, the family may have been the hope of the Dark One.

"I mean, family, you have long forehair, don't you? I'd be cuter if I gave it to you or hung it up."

The Virgin accidentally mentioned that.

I see, the man thinks.

Indeed, the family members hide one eye with their hair.

It is somewhat gloomy - the shade of the jersey, which closed all the zippers, combined with the shade that hid his eyes with his forehead, the synergy of which allowed a clear sky to cloud and a little shade on the Virgin's smile.

It is the power of darkness that I honestly respect.

"Hey family, can I have your sister give you forehead?

The Virgin suggests with a smile.

It was that moment.

"Stop."

My family spoke.

It's hard to do - even the main man takes a long time to extract the language from his family.

It's not just every time you talk about it just by mentioning it to your forehead.

When a man is lying...

The Virgin approaches her family half a step closer.

"But my family, if your forehead gets into your eyes, you'll lose your eyesight."

"I don't"

"One eye is totally hidden."

"Meh, you don't have to, you can go"

"I do have a lot on my mind right now... but I don't think I'm going to bother to make my eyes worse..."

……

"Anyway, forehead, can I just give it to you once?

"Oh, no."

"... only once"

"I don't know, I don't know. Even if I touch you, I'll beat you."

It was a remarkable number of remarks.

It's not just every bit - the forehead for the family may be a scalpel for the dragon and equal to the heart for the vampire.

You just guessed this sign, the Virgin seemed to back off.

I laughed.

"I get it. But if you feel like it, tell me, okay? Cute hair decorations, I'll bring them, right?

"I don't want to."

"When it's right for you one day"

"I won't. Don't, don't, don't."

"Hmmm...... ok. I'm sorry?"

……

"Uh, anyway, I'll give you the jersey, if you want. Well, I have business after this today, so - Uncle, I'm a little early, but now would you excuse me?

The Virgin turns to the man and says:

The man nodded and said, "Oh, I'll see you later".

The conversation is over, and the Virgin leaves the room.

And then a lot of times...

"Family."

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"If I tell you to give me your forehead..."

"Give me your hippo, please."

"... ok. I'm not going to touch this topic."

The man shrugged his shoulder.

He doesn't want his family to get swept up in his forehead.