The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... ugh."

If I opened my eyes, there was artificial light.

I get up, narrowing my eyes to the illusory brightness of returning to the original world just for a moment.

"Uh... were you asleep"

After I finished my meal, I got a good amount of drowsiness, so I got sweet on that.

It would be a concern around Mr. Fernote that the gear he was wearing was removed and put to bed. Though it must be the Golem who brought the bets.

Looking around, he said all the beds were distributed, and he saw everyone resting on their respective bunks.

"... at times, it's late at night, what is it"

In this great vault, illuminated by built light and without a single window, I don't know much about the feeling of time.

Still, considering we're all asleep like this, the time now is probably...

"- Right. I hope it feels good, but it's late at night."

"... Mr. Fernote, were you awake?

"I was asleep. I just woke up."

Mr. Fernote gets up and waves gently over here.

As I saw in the bathroom, I asked the person with the hair down.

"You know what time is?

"Roughly, but. It's a body clock I worked out as a knight. Trust me."

Phew, and Mr. Fernote proudly stretched his chest. I knew it was big.

When she could tie her hair together as usual, she got out of bed.

He comes straight to my bed, and he reaches this way.

"Between what happened, don't you want a cup of tea?

I honestly took my hand because I had no reason to say no.

He leads me to the table and sits there.

Mr. Fernote, who prepares his tea, has seen it many times in the kingdom.

A sight I miss and feel safe about somewhere, even though it was a few months ago.

"... what?

"No. I kind of miss it."

"Bizarre encounter. I thought so, too."

As I watched the sights I was used to seeing, I finished preparing my tea.

In the liquid poured into the cup is a beautiful girl with silver hair.

It tasted nostalgic if I took it in my hand and tilted it so that it was inviting to smell like tea.

"What is this..."

"I brought it out of the house. It's expensive, isn't it?

"... Mr. Fernote has traveled all the way after me, hasn't he?

"That's right. To preach to someone who left without even saying goodbye."

That's what I heard in Sacramento Mia.

To be honest, I was surprised to have left the country where I was born.

I mean seriously, I thought there was a straight line if I thought of it, but I didn't think I'd make it this far.

That's how, as she says, they preached quite a bit in Sacramento Mia, but that's a story that's over now, so let's put it down. What I want to hear now is something else.

"... why, is it?

"Why, what?

"No, I wonder why you came after me until I left the country. Good to see you like this, but you didn't even know where I was going."

It was the eyes, not the words, that returned to the doubt.

The two colored eyes of purple and gold grabbed me. Eventually it took the form of a shudder,

"You know... usually, if we stay together all that time, love will wake up. At least to the point of being angry or worried about being left in silence."

"... that's all?

"That's not all. That's enough."

Mr. Fernote sighs and tilts the cup.

Placing the cup slightly rampantly, she has been staring at this one.

"I was worried about Algiers, and I was angry that they left me. That's just like that spirit... I thought I was lonely."

"Ah..."

"I picked you up, got your eyes cured, lived with you, well you were always a mess... but still, it seemed fun"

"... is that right?"

"So I'm not leaving this time, and I'll protect you. That's what I decided. Of course, there's a purpose to make you decent."

Finishing his words with a grin, Mr. Fernote sits deeply in the chair.

If Mr. Fernote has made his own decision, I have no reason to stop him.

I drink tea while my straight gaze is embarrassing and out of sight.

When I put the empty cup on the table, it was immediately lowered.

"Can I get you a replacement?

"No, it's all right now"

"Yes. So, what about this one?

Standing up, Mr. Fernote, coming all the way to me.

Then it's her hands that have grown.

Instead of stroking this one, the hand that had been stretched stopped in a way that showed his wrist.

"Huh...!

The moment I understood the intent of the action, I felt a sudden thirst.

"... sucking blood. You haven't had a drink in a while, have you? Suck?"

"Ah..."

Sawdust. Nature and throat ringing.

Mr. Fernote is right, I haven't had any blood since I drank Mr. Iris' blood in the Republic.

That was then - forced to feel - well drunk and some of the blood sucking impulses haven't come, but the primary reason is something else.

I remember when Mr. Elsie sucked me in the dense village of Lencia.

Even now that I remember it, my spine is twisted, that feeling.

"When a vampire sucks blood, what he's giving them is what he wants most strongly," Elsie said.

And her, it was pleasure.

"Huh...!

Then what am I going to give them?

Ever since I was reincarnated, I've only had my fangs clearly up and sucked blood once. Only in the forest of the kingdom, when you deal with a mercenary named Chrome.

At that time, Chrome looked a little weird. That probably meant that my blood sucking gave her something.

Speaking of what I want, a nap and someone to feed me.

I wonder how that feeling affects them.

Mr. Fernote's wrist, which he has been offered, is a sneaky one, which I don't think he can handle very well.

How good would it feel to have fangs on the thin, white skin in front of you?

But if I did, I don't know what would happen to Mr. Fernote.

At that time, as Mr Elsie told me. I don't know anything about myself.

I turned my back to escape the blood-sucking impulse that was boiling.

"What's going on?

"Excuse me, Mr. Fernote. Can you slit your wrist like before and get it with that?

"... I knew you cared about being made that bloodsucking princess?

"... Yes"

I honestly nodded because I didn't think there was any point in hiding it.

In the first place, Mr. Fernote was doing that to me when I was in the kingdom. He cut off his wrist and poured overflowing blood into his teacup.

The fact that she has now offered her hand directly without doing so would mean that she knew it and made sure.

"Algiers, you don't have to worry about it."

"... what is it?

"What vampires are like is something I know too. I've fought in my knighthood, I've been sucked directly blood"

"... Really?

"Yeah. That's why I know what it's like to be sucked directly. Still, this is what I'm doing because I thought it would be good for me to drink it."

Living in different colored eyes is hard determination and trust.

That's about all I know. Even if you don't know who you are, you can understand what they think, if you say so.

"I told you. He said he won't leave this time."

Without even pulling the hand I offered, Mr. Fernote assures me with a grin.

There's nothing I can give back if you believe me like that.

I'm always a pain in the ass, useless.

There's nothing you can do about being directed at me like that. [M]

"... you're a stubborn man"

"Right. I couldn't make it because of you."

In Mr. Fernote's eyes, who laughs at me for saying so, I have no aversion.

One is straight everywhere, a gentle gaze at this one.

If I could give that back to her right now...

- Well, I'll take it.

Slowly look at her face and let her skin touch her fangs.

The feeling of putting on meat echoed all the way to the back of my brain.