The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... n"

I felt like someone was calling me a name, and my consciousness came to me.

"Algiers... are you awake?

It's a familiar voice, and it's called a name.

I couldn't smell the gentle smell of a sun somewhere, but I felt strange and relieved.

If you open your eyes, it's not the person's face - it's two huge heavy objects.

"Boobs...... Mr. Fernote. Good morning."

"Wait, now you're about to say something weird."

"I think it's my fault."

I opened my eyes and all of a sudden the view jumped in was the view, so I can't help but think I'm about to misstate it. I just denied it because Mr. Fernote sounded obviously grumpy.

... knee pillows, right?

The softness that hits the back of the head is not as stable as the ground, it's like taking this one with a fuzzy distortion.

I also have a plush body temperature, so I'm pretty sure it's a knee pillow.

Mr. Fernote roared in a grumpy manner for a while before sighing. Although I can't see his face, it's a huge sigh to the extent that I can tell he's given up pursuit.

"... well, fine. It's my fault."

"Thanks for that. By the way, where are we?

"We're a little far from Rencia. It's troublesome to make a scene, so I came out."

"Was it"

If I looked around, at the range around my neck, I could confirm that the sun was rising. In the morning, maybe before lunch.

"Anything stranger than that, Algiers? Injuries, curses... I used my healing magic all the time."

"Yeah, I think it's okay"

"Really? Nothing was done to that bloodsucking princess?

"Huh...!

I react unconsciously to said words and try to jump up.

As a result, it couldn't happen.

There are two giant obstacles in front of you. If you try to wake me up...

"- Come on."

"Ugh."

Naturally, I bump into it.

Unlike Mr. Satsuki when I bump into him, he's soft, and there's an out-of-the-box personal difference... not.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Fernote"

That's just awkward right now, so I left again.

Mr. Fernote gently corrects his clothes before getting up. He doesn't seem angry, but his face with his eyebrow butt down is anxious.

"Algiers? Are you sure you're okay? If you need anything, you can use your own healing magic, right? You can manage wounds and curses with that, can't you?

"Ugh... yes"

Mr. Fernote seems to be worried, but this is not a curse or scratch I feel.

Mr. Elsie exposed his skin, stroked him, licked him - and sucked his blood.

And that's when I felt it. They pointed out what I was, and I knew.

"... so well, so"

My cheeks get a little hot over the fact that someone in front of me pointed that out more than anything else.

My skin is dyed of pearl so much that I can understand it with the heat I feel. It's white, so it would be terribly noticeable and dull.

It was best to make words to squeeze out, out of sight to escape the embarrassment.

"... well, yes. I hope so."

Mr. Fernote spills words at first sight. Probably cared for.

I'm sorry, but I don't feel like stepping in there from myself because you cared.

To change the subject, shake off the embarrassment and I ask questions.

"Um, Mr. Fernote. How did you end up in the Republic?

…………

"Uh... Mr. Fernote?

"Ah, eh!? Hey, what, Algiers!?

He seemed distracted, and Mr. Fernote hastily returns his words here.

I don't know why, but I didn't seem to hear this one to judge by how it went.

"Are you all right?

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Hey, it's so destructive!

"Destructive...?

"Algiers... not! Uh, hey, what are you talking about!?

"Ah, yes. Mr. Fernote, why are you in the Republic?

"... I'm sure I've come to find you."

"Me...?

"Yep. Suddenly he's gone... I was worried?

The tone of their tone is like blaming them, but their faces also look reassuring somewhere.

Seeing Mr. Fernote like that, I doubt he floated.

... That's all for, on purpose?

Indeed, for a reason, I left without saying goodbye to her.

I don't think I can help being worried or angry. But that's all, and I think it's a little too much to come out of the country.

Because I didn't tell you where I was going, I didn't even know if I'd see you.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fernote"

Either way, there's no doubt they were worried. I think I should apologize properly and bow my head.

Thin, soft feeling that stitches hair. By the time I realized that was my finger, I had already been stroked.

I didn't think I'd like it, so I'll be honest, but I'll stay. The hand to stroke was gentle, as if to abandon the child.

"Stop disappearing without saying anything"

"... Yes, I understand"

"That's right. I won't forgive you this time. Promise?"

"Okay, I promise....... hmm? Next time?"

"What. Shouldn't I follow you?

"... Mr. Fernote, you know my purpose, don't you?

I travel the world for the purpose of finding someone to feed me with a three-meal nap.

Mr Fernote was quite negative about that. And yet, you're following me.

Whatever stopped or preached, this was a bit of an unexpected development.

The person who said the unexpected shows off his big breasts, huh? I probably don't mean to, but there's a height difference and the view in front of me is a lot awesome. The shake.

"I remember, that's about it. But there's no way they're like that, is there? I'll follow you and teach you common sense so you can always give up and live a decent life!

"... uh"

I don't know what to do, my thoughts just seem to be leaping.

While I didn't understand the meaning, Mr. Fernote went on to say the words well.

"Algiers don't know much about the world. Flirting, you're gonna have trouble getting tangled up even though it's weird like earlier, right?

"... that's really troublesome though"

Although Mr. Elsie retired last night, there was no fine dust in the atmosphere that he gave up.

Some priors used to spy on me. If you leave me alone, I guess I'll come back.

I honestly feel comfortable if Mr. Fernote will be there at that time.

... I'm going to be forced to follow you even if you refuse.

I have also just made a promise that I will no longer remain silent.

Though there was a reason, I was the one who disenfranchised you, so you'd better assume you don't have the right to veto.

Mr. Fernote is twelve as a force of war, and he has no trouble travelling.

"... ok. If that's the case."

"Yeah. Nice to meet you, Algiers"

When I took the hand I was offered, my thin fingers graciously caught me.

A light handshake. In a way, it can be called a promise knot. Finish it, Mr. Fernote leaves. By the way, there was a forethought, and then the words were spun.

"Algiers, you needed Zeno, didn't you?

"Yes, I took care of Arlesha a lot before she came... I was on hold because I wasn't in a situation where I could give anything back then"

"Yeah, I'm listening. Xeno said he needed your help when he finished talking to me. We're supposed to be in the carriage over there, so let's go."

To those who are instructed, one carriage does stop.

It's big enough to tell at a glance that it's designed to pull using multiple horses. And when I looked closely, one of the horses had an idea.

... Neguseau was here too, wasn't he?

We know what's going on with each other, so the other came back to perceive the end of the fight and explained to me that Kuzha is my horse. Is that the place?

When I meet my eyes with my black, crushed eyes, I exhale my nose at Neguseo Habu Phew. Safe and more importantly, the atmosphere.

Shall I say something? That's what I thought.

"There is a pervert -!!

- There was a scream of voices I could hear.