Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

"It's really just a moment of negligence."

"really?"

"Are you questioning me?"

"How come~ You are my dear mother~ Mom, I want to eat——Puff?! Cough, cough, cough!"

Seeing that the poached egg hadn't even finished saying the word "grandma", Krulu casually stuffed the blood bag in his hand into his mouth.

The too rough action caused the blood transfusion bag to explode, choking the bloody smell in his mouth, and he couldn't stop coughing.

In the end, he almost calmed down. He wiped the blood on his face, and then looked at the domineering loli with her arms folded, and couldn't help complaining:

"I just want to eat something other than blood, how can you do this to me? Child abuse is illegal, don't you know?"

"Here, I am the law."

"Okay, you're lofty, you're awesome, you're amazing...but it's not too much for me to eat some normal food, right?"

"Hey~ Is it really something other than blood? Let me guess what you want to eat?"

Krulu looked down at him coldly, the expression on his face seemed to tell him that I have seen through you.

"...Why don't young people even know how to joke around now..." Luo Mo sighed regretfully, shook his head and said, "I just want to drink milk. After all, I'm still growing up. How about something nutritious..."

"Don't think I don't know your little thoughts! The vampires just give me a good drink of blood, and - don't treat me as an object for fun!"

Just throwing down the warning and glaring at him by the way, Krulu turned around and left from the library as if he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

Luo Mo didn't say anything this time, after all, if he did anything now, he might easily ask for trouble.

And judging from Krulu's expression before, he was sure that Krulu definitely had something to do with the plan of the Seraph of the End.

Despite living for 3000 years, her mind seems to be the same as her body... and hasn't grown much.

At least I can't feel the feeling of that old monster, but a bit like a preoccupied girl, trying to maintain the feeling of the queen's majesty?

Although he doesn't understand, Krulu who basically dominates Japan, what can he worry about, maybe it's late puberty?

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In a blink of an eye, Luo Mo spent his first year in Krulu's castle.

What makes him a little regretful is that Krulu still seems a little unhappy towards him from time to time, obviously he has blamed many of the past grievances with "Luo Mo" on him...but he is the perpetrator himself, Maybe it's not anger?It can only be regarded as a crooked attack.

On this day, on the throne.

Krulu Geyou lay on the throne as if lying down, looking at Luo Mo who was baking potatoes at the bottom of the steps, couldn't help but ask with twitching eyes:

"You, do you know where this is? Is this the baked potato?"

"The audience hall? I know you can rest assured, I understand the risk of carbon monoxide poisoning from indoor barbecues, so I chose this open place~!"

"That's not the problem!"

"I avoided the rug."

"No! I'm asking...wait." Krulu, who had a headache, suddenly realized that the wood he used seemed to be a bit too square, no matter how it looked, it didn't look like ordinary firewood, and she couldn't help it. I am a little worried that this silly boy will tear down his room:

"You shouldn't be able to leave the castle, right? Then where did you get this wood?"

"Ah? The furniture in the servant's room. Anyway, you don't need a regular servant. The female vampires will clean it for you in shifts. In this case, it's useless. Why don't you let me give full play to their value."

"—that's my property!"

"Didn't you say that you are my mother? In that case, yours will be mine sooner or later. Why should we separate them so clearly? How hurtful is that. "

While flipping the potatoes, Luo Mo gave a speech at the level of a filial son, which made Krulu's teeth itch with anger:

"What's mine is mine forever! I won't give it to you even if I die!"

"It's okay~ I'll try my best to wait until that day."

"...I said, are you waiting for me to kill you first? Or are you really looking forward to my death?"

"How is it possible, aren't we close mother and son?"

"—Shut up! Don't give me that mother and child nonsense anymore! I'm tired of you little brat!"

Seeing his smiling face, Krulu became inexplicably angry, almost couldn't hold back, and wanted to rush up and beat him up.

But through the deep breathing method taught by Luo Mo, she tried her best to hold back her anger through deep breathing, and then she let out a long sigh of relief, and raised her eyes to look at the young boy who was still tossing potatoes on the steps with one hand resting on her chin, and once again asked:

"Why haven't you become a vampire until now?"

"Maybe it's because my development is slower and my transformation is slower?"

"...Could it be that there is not enough blood? But it shouldn't be..." Krulu muttered a little unconfidently, and then waved at him: "Come up."

"No, my potatoes aren't ready yet."

"My order is in your eyes! Isn't it more important than potatoes?!"

This natural excessive refusal made her almost crush the armrest of her throne uncontrollably.

"I respect you very much, but I also need to live. Think about it, I can't drink blood every day like you, I have to eat something normal, right? But you don't give me food, so I just Can I figure out a solution by myself? And if I think of a way to solve it myself, it will take a lot of time, and it will take a lot of time, so I won’t be able to respond to your orders in a timely manner. After all, I also need to guarantee my own life. Of course, I still really want....."

"——Enough! Shut up! A child talks so much, isn't everyone in your family talkative?!"

Krulu couldn't bear it anymore, stood up directly from the throne, came to him in an instant, and picked him up beside the fire.

"You can't say that, it's just... woo~?"

He wanted to say something more, but Krulu, who was obviously already impatient, bit his tongue for the second time and kissed him.

The second time he was kissed by force, he still had the smell of blood and the feeling of artificial respiration, and he still didn't have the strength to resist.

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After everything was over, Luo Mo was thrown back to the spot, staring blankly at the potatoes in the fire with a sense of loss, with a look of missing something important.

This weak, pitiful and helpless look, as if something really happened to him, made Krulu lift his foot and kicked him with displeasure:

"Don't pretend to be wronged, it's obviously me who suffers more."

"...I'm still a child!" Luo Mo protested with aggrieved grief and indignation: "You, how could you tarnish my purity like this."

"Aside from this, don't you have any other lines?"

"How is it possible! By the way...you have to be responsible to me!"

"No."

"Is this the children's version of a one-night stand?"

"Why do you know so much about this kind of thing even though you are a child?? Ah...forget it."

I have long understood that if I talk to this person too seriously, I will go crazy, so Krulu stopped talking in time and didn't plan to pay any attention to him.

It's just that when he stepped on the steps of the throne again, he couldn't help sighing softly: "Obviously it's normal that I should be the one to ask for responsibility... No matter how you look at it, I'm the one who suffers."

"How come, I'm still young but you..."

"Huh? Did you say something just now?" Krulu turned his head abruptly, narrowing his bloody vertical pupils.

"Ah, uh...that's right, I did make a fortune, so please allow me to be responsible to you."

"Get out! Who wants you to be responsible for a brat!" Krulu scolded sharply, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, this strange kid. Luo Mo also whispered with aggrieved face: "...Obviously I don't want to be responsible either."

"..."

She heard it clearly, but she knew that she couldn't talk to him anymore, otherwise the rest of the leisure time would be...

No, think about it seriously, after so many years, it seems that there has been nothing to do?Spent the whole day in a daze.

I can't even fall asleep, so I can only imitate the sleepy one in a daze over there. Thinking about it this way...it would be nice to have someone who can pass the time?

It's the object to pass the time, not a little bit of beating, as the object to pass the time, if there is no good character, there will only be one person left if there are two people.

Originally, Krulu didn't want to talk to him, but after thinking about it for a while, she found that she was actually more idle than she thought.

In this way, it seems that it is not impossible to teach this savage child a little bit?Maybe I can teach him better?

Thinking of this, Krulu made up a plan for raising a young child in his head, and even thought of how respectful he would be in the future.

This made her stand up immediately after sitting down, with her hands on her hips showing a proud smile: "Carlos, cheers! Your queen, today I will officially make you an outstanding nobleman."

"——Damn it, is it still over-baked? It's carbon, you bastard! It's all Krulu's fault! If it wasn't for being molested and wasting time, how could I be scorched?!"

After trying a mouthful of scorched potatoes, he immediately spat it out, complaining cursingly, and took the opportunity to blame Krulu.

As for what Krulu said... Of course he ignored all of them, making Krulu above keep the posture with his hands on his hips, and fell into a petrified posture directly.

Then... Krulu, whose face was full of black lines, quickly squatted down, abruptly pulled out a piece of floor tiles and threw it down, angrily reprimanded:

"Hey! I'm talking to you, don't look at the potatoes! Look up at me!"

"Ah? Did you call me? What's the matter? Do you want to eat too?" Luo Mo touched Bao Bao's head, staring at the potato in his hand and Krulu's face. After wandering for a while, he thought about it She immediately showed a smile on her face, and handed her the "black charcoal" with a gap: "My lovely and lovely mother, since you want to eat it too, I will give you the whole thing!"

"Who wants something you've eaten! Say it—don't give me what you don't even eat!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I tasted it a little bit, but I'm helping you to test the poison?"

"You are obviously making drugs!"

"It's okay! It's just turned into carbon! It's not poisonous!"

"...Where is this all right?"

"It's really not poisonous?"

"If it's not poisonous, eat it yourself!"

"Ah~ well, speaking of which, what were you talking about just now?"

"Don't change the subject!"

"Is there something important? Come on, I'm listening."

"........"

...Looking at the toddler who is sitting cross-legged, with all the cuteness and cuteness written on his face, Krulu feels tired before the education starts.

But she didn't intend to give up her plan like this. After all, if this guy doesn't reform well, it's hard for her not to suspect that only one of him and this guy can survive in the future.

Either he pissed him off to death, or he killed him before he pissed off—if there were no accidents, these two futures should be the only ones.