The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... well, as it turns out, we destroyed one famous bandit group,"

"Are you famous, um... Mr. Floating Dress?"

"Mumble, mumble, mumble!

"Oh, excuse me. Was the floating princess better?

"What!?

She said something, but I didn't know what she wanted to tell me because she had her mouth blocked.

Mr. Fernote makes words as he sees his people, with pitiful eyes somewhere.

"I'll tell you what, the bandit's name is Amano Cuyuri.... the dress-shaped artifact (artifact) you're wearing is powerful and famous. But you saw in the paper that Cyril went into the vault the other day?

"Oh, there it is."

"Fortunately, I think I drove you back. He's been raiding a lot lately, and it looks like he was here just when we were there."

The Cyril Vault is a place we visited before we crossed into a place called the Demon Continent.

So I was mistaken for my mother by Iggysta, the spirit who keeps the great vault, and I stayed for a while.

"Speaking of which, I think Iggysta said something about thieves then..."

I mean, at that time, when Iggysta said thieves, did you mean bandits led by her?

I didn't even try to get to know him, and I thought the world was surprisingly small because he also became involved with someone who claimed to have something to do with my sister.

"... so, hey, why are Temee and the others here"

"Uh, the two of you asked me to, so I'm here to help"

"Shh, I'm sorry, maybe!

"We're worried..."

"... chip"

While she was tongue-beating, Terrier ultimately didn't complain to me or the two of her men.

"I won't thank you. All right?"

"I don't mind. Terrier didn't hit me."

It's just that I wanted to help myself, and Terrier didn't ask me to.

Instead, it would have been an unintentional thing from him, so I wouldn't want to say thank you.

"Are you hurt?

"No injuries. I almost got brainwashed... but it was your fault anyway"

"Yeah, because it's healing magic and I've decursed everyone in the fort"

"Chip. Don't screw up on me, you crazy bitch, as always..."

"So you're not a crazy woman."

Trying to throw the correction words, Terrier just snorts at Hung, and she didn't fit in.

"Artist, it's been a long time!

"Oh, no! Artist, stick with me!

"Well, you look like a bunch of bandits, no matter what you think. I'll spare Algiers this time, but I won't let you see it."

"... What's Sama the Holy Knight of Odd Eyes doing?"

"Don't ask... it's hard to explain myself"

Terrier just saw it at first sight and apparently figured out who Mr. Fernote was.

Including being calm, that's what you said leader.

"Excuse me, just the two of them... I mean, could you leave us alone?

"Are you okay, Mr. Alger?

"'Cause I'm the oldest person I've ever known in this world."

If Xeno-kun was here, he might have screwed up, but somehow, people don't know about me and the bandits.

Although Aoyagi and Fernote showed some difficulty in their adult group, they eventually left it to me.

After I made sure everyone was walking away from us, I turned to Terrier again.

"Well..."

"... what can I do for you, crazy bitch"

"No, I just wanted to ask you something. … the sound of nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-"

- Before spinning the words to the end, the silver flashed.

I gently put my hands on the knife I was about to put on my neck, flush it, and I take a little distance.

I know I'm not serious. I'm just saying I've responded reflexively.

"… I think you do"

"How can that come out of Temehe's mouth? No way. You, the chaser?

Terrier wraps up the obviously alarming, if I may say so, swordswallowing atmosphere.

Again, they have something to do with Jiuyin, and on top of that, it would mean that they are not involved now.

"No. It's just that I'm related to Jiuyin too... I'm not on your side.

"What?... Dad's experiment or something?

"... that's the place"

Actually, no, but I have to talk about reincarnation if I want to explain it properly, so I decide to keep the conversation together appropriately.

(9) Failure of sound, in the sense that, I guess the term experimental object is not so wrong either.

"... Ha. The world is small. I didn't know the edges of that time would connect this way."

"Yeah, I'm surprised, too."

"... did you come all the way out here to make sure of that?

"Well, there's that too...... simply, throwing away someone I know because they don't seem to sleep well when they take a nap"

When I told him the honest reason, he fell ill. After all, the reactions are entertaining and interesting at best.

Terrier looked slightly frightened, but I guess she thought this one was serious. He spun his words as he looked at me half-eyed.

"... we are my father's battle unit. Hound Squad."

"Yeah, that's what I asked a guy named Shiva."

"Sheba... he's still alive."

I seem nostalgic, my eyes narrowed just for a moment.

In about blinking time, Terrier returns to her usual, somewhere grumpy face.

"I don't want to be kept like a dog."

Spinned words seem to throw up, and I can see Terrier is serious.

Ducks and Chihuahua alike, it's an atmosphere you can see when you're clearly remembering something you don't like.

Not a good memory for them. I guess that's what this is about.

"Wild dogs are better. I don't give a shit about being thrown away for someone. I use my own life. Our lives are ours."

"... Really?"

I wonder why. Ever since I met them, I feel reassured watching them somehow.

It still is. Knowing their circumstances, knowing their connection to Jiuyin, and still, I look at them and am somewhere relieved.

(9) It dazzles me somewhere to clearly state my intentions while engaging with a place called Yin.

"Okay. Then we'll go."

"... what are you gonna do"

"I'm going to the Empire. I want to go and settle something."

The words I had been lost then came out with my mouth open.

I don't want to hear about it, I have to go, that's not what I'm saying, I'm settled.

I have to meet Mr. Krogane and settle for a place called Jiuyin. [M]

Speaking up, the words came firmer to my chest than I expected.

I was convinced, so nothing more. All you have to ask is that you could have asked.

"Bye, Terrier, Dax, Chihuahua. I'll be there."

"... wait."

"? What's wrong?

"... From here on out, Empire soldiers roam. You'll be fine to some extent as long as you get into the territory and go deep, but the border...... no, there's a lot of fighting near the 'ex' border"

"Oh, I guess so."

When the war began, borders became meaningless no longer.

Still, this neighborhood is the border. More regions are really hit by republics and empires. We were on our way to the Empire, avoiding it as much as possible.

"I'm going to get it done at the very least, but, well, I'll do something when I'm about to get caught,"

"I mean, I guess I don't have a plan. I don't have a choice."

"Huh?"

"Hey, Temehe et al!

"Heh! I wonder!!

"Aye! Perhaps!!

From there on, it was a familiar stream.

"Chihuahua the Chain Gamma!

"Ducks of bombs!

"Throwing knife terrier!

"" "All three, Terrier Bandits!!

"He's the usual performer...!

"" "" Who's the Artist Kolaa!!!

I no longer feel this flow, this promise. The three of us who posed for the decision are putting a scratch on this one at the same time. We're still friends.

Terrier glanced at me all the way through and sighed loudly, turning her back on me.

"Go. We'll work around here from now on."

"Uh, does that... mean you'll buy me some time?

"Don't get me wrong. That's where she's tied up and rolling. Ama is a criminal even in the empire. If you run over here, you'll find the Empire and the Republic and you'll catch them. Besides, we were originally willing to work evil around here. Look, don't get me wrong there."

"I pressed twice... I'm a tundelle artist..."

"Wouldn't you really like to see it hurt once...... chip. Anyway, that's the thing. If you want to go to the Empire, go on your own! Nice!"

"... thank you, Terrier"

"... humph. And the knife you have. You may know, but that's a sister knife. As far as I know, one is in the Empire. Be careful at best."

"Yes, thank you. Take care, Terriers."

"Keh. Let's go, Terra."

She doesn't seem willing to accept a thank you, and Terrier, as always, turns her heel back in a grumpy manner. If we don't talk any more, that would be the case.

I thought I'd drop you off, Ducks, and Chihuahua walked up to me and bowed their heads deeply.

"... crazy girl. Thank God."

"Thank you for helping me, you crazy bitch."

"I don't mind. I just didn't want to leave you alone, either. And I'm not a crazy bitch.... My name is Argent Van Peel. It has nothing to do with the noise. It's just a vampire."

It's a correction I don't know how many times it's gonna be, but maybe they won't call me by my name.

To them I am a crazy woman, to me they are performers. (9) Regardless of whether the noise is involved or not, that's fine. I think so.

I sighed as I dragged the female bandits and dropped off the departing Terrier Bandits.

"Can I see you somewhere again?"

At that time, is everything over and can we just talk a little more relaxed?

"More importantly, back then, I hope someone fed me a three-meal nap, a snack and a bloodsucking life."

"As always, you haven't given up on that."

"Ah, Mr. Fernote"

Probably pretended to be apart and was watching things nearby.

Mr. Fernote, who appeared slightly frightened, did not ask deeply about the Terriers.

"... are we done talking, Algiers?

"Yep. Enough. Shall we go, Mr. Fernote? They're going to catch the eye of the Empire just a little bit."

"... when it comes to the Terrier Bandits, I'm an armed bandit who's making a scene all over the world with a handful of three people"

"That's how it's set up."

"I'm in trouble because I'm going to snort when I see that pose..."

Take Mr. Fernote, who looks delicate, and I'll go back to the carriage.

Getting ahead still seems like a long way to go, but here's just a little bit, it's going to be easier.