The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"Mr. Alger! We caught a lot of birds today! Let's eat together!

"Thank you, Kuzha"

Skewers that gave dust and hot air were clearly freshly baked.

When I tried to be invited by the good smell of sauce and took it in my hand and bumped it, it suited the sweet spicy sauce well and the taste of the wild flavored bird.

From the baking, Kuzha's handmade. The exquisite grill, which is full of gravy, is something I have eaten many times before.

... Cooking, you're good, aren't you?

Probably a setup from her mother, but Kuzha is amazing.

I feel like I could go anywhere to be my daughter-in-law if I wanted to.

"Sauce, it's delicious"

"Uh, hey, Mr. Iris taught me."

"Really...... thank you"

"No! Next door, okay?

"Go ahead."

There is no reason for my friend to refuse to sit next to me.

Kuzha sat right next to me when she put a plate in front of me where the grilled chicken was like a mountain.

"I don't enjoy a post-labor meal... Hagugu... I'm perfect."

"Good job, Kuzha"

"No. Fruit and vegetables will be served by Aoyagi, but meat is still important."

Kuzha shakes her head with an uncontrolled smile and she scratches the roasted chicken at best.

Even if I say the size is smaller than the Imperial Army, it's still the Great Zone. The presence of Kuzha-chan, who can be separated and hunted, although there are times when there is a lot of richel to eat, also seems to be appreciated by the rebels.

"I'm so used to it."

"Right. Even so, because it's a prep period. I think it's just as good as relaxing."

"... you're right"

Kuzha smiled at my words and placed an empty skewer.

"Mr. Alger. Speaking of which, there was something I hadn't heard."

"What is it"

"Why is Mr. Alger traveling?

"It's..."

If it had been me until the other day, I would have been able to answer that word instantly.

Snacks and naps on three meals, blood on them, a life they can feed. There is no lie in the fact that I still want that.

But the journey now is far removed from that goal.

The goal is Imperial Capital, which will undoubtedly fight.

"... there's something I need to ask."

"Ask, is it?

"... Mr. Krogane Kuon is someone I know."

I just couldn't spin the word that there was a connection in a previous life.

Still, I now reveal that Kuzha is big enough to round her eyes. [M]

What are the emotions that dwell in the open fox eyes? I didn't want to know that.

"… so we have to ask why."

Still, I can't undo the spinning words.

About the previous life, about the nine-tone. There's a lot I can't say.

While I managed to find words, I spoke my mind. [M]

"I don't know why, but if I don't... don't worry, I can't sleep."

"... it was"

Sooo, my hand reached out and I closed my eyes reflexively.

... Why are you so scared?

Yes, this is fear. The moment I understand, the horror runs on my back with chills.

(9) When I was cut off from the sound, I didn't feel scared, neither did my life after that, nor even that I was dead.

Yet right now, it's so scary to just open your eyes and look at your friend's face.

"It's okay."

The touch was gentle and warm.

Fluffy soft cushions and wrapped in her smell.

If I opened my eyes, I had Kuzha's chest in front of me. They were holding me.

"... I'm not angry that I was hiding something. So you don't have to be scared like that."

"... but I am"

"You're not convinced what Mr. Krogane is doing, are you?

"… it is, of course"

As for Jiuyin's house, maybe he's right.

The weak ones are eliminated and the strong ones remain. And it is the idea of Nine Years that it continues to be the top of that strong thing.

I guess that's why I'm more heterogeneous.

I didn't have a way of thinking in that world. I was born into this world because I was uneven. [M]

Krogane Kuon. I can't tolerate his actions.

"Then Mr. Alger is the man I know."

"Kuzha's...?

"He was sweet, he just slept, he was annoying, he was cute... he was there when I cried. He's a dear friend."

I didn't think I'd like to get my fingers through my hair.

If I give you a face, Kuzha is laughing. It was a merciful smile, as if her mother had done so.

"I'm sure I'll be by your side when you're sad. That's what I decided."

"... thank you, Kuzha"

"... just a little more, you're staying like this"

"Yes...... just a little more"

Until the physical tremor healed, I was held by Kuzha.

Sweetness for a younger girl was somewhere embarrassing, but the word friend soothed it.