The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... n"

He was asleep at some point.

I woke up from sleep because I felt the smell of blood.

It stinks of blood. Obviously some smell of beastly blood, and some sweet smell like fangs muzzle.

Various animals, humans - maybe demonic blood too.

"... it's old, it stinks"

The smell of drifting blood didn't feel very fresh.

After splashing and then being left alone and getting old as it is. It smells like that.

Of course I've never smelled old blood... but I was sure it was vampire instinctive or "old blood". I don't have any proof, but I definitely feel I do.

"Wake up, Argento."

"Ah, Mr. Neguseau"

…………

"What's wrong, Mr. Neguseau? Mr. Neguseau, you look weird, but is there something wrong, Mr. Neguseau? Mr. Neguseau. Negu-san?

"Yes, I'm fine. No problem."

It was a little funny to freak out with a face that seemed complicated every time Mr. Neguseau was called by his name, but I stopped so much because I was concerned about the smell of blood.

Get your body out of the bed of grass as you bite off a laugh and pay off the dust and leaves on your clothes.

From the inclination of the day, I guess the time is about evening.

If we concentrated on the sense of smell, we quickly figured out the direction the smell was coming from.

"... the smell of people, right"

It's not just the smell of old blood. It also smells like a few humans, as mixed up.

Humans and old blood. And talk about Oswald. Considering all this together, one thing comes to mind.

"Mitsuri -"

"- bmowwwwww!!!!

"Geez."

Before spinning the words to the end, a siren-like roar echoed.

I was surprised and blocked my ears, but that's probably Oswald's voice.

"The guardians of the woods are fighting."

"... No, you're not"

"Mm... what do you mean?

The nose irritating scent is getting darker and darker.

It smells like new blood. That smears the smell of old blood.

What matters is that its scent smells awful and beastly. More importantly - it's about the smell of cows.

"Looks like he's being pushed more."

If Oswald dominates, the new blood smells sweet - it must smell like human blood.

It doesn't smell like me, it smells like I don't like it.

That's what happens when someone smells like I don't like it, or demons are scratched.

"Mr. Neguseau, I'll be a little ahead of you, so please follow me slowly"

"What are you going to do?

"Not long ago, I came out looking after you without even saying hello.... I want to make sure it never happens again."

What floats in the back of the brain is an odd-eyed, big breasted woman. Mr. Fernote.

He's serious. I might be mad that I didn't say hello right now. I need to apologize properly if I see you at some point.

... In the meantime, let's get rid of what's in front of us.

It is not sleepy to watch them die without a goodbye greeting.

I have trouble sleeping poorly. Because I don't feel comfortable taking a nap. Literally.

By the time I thought about it, I was already running out with Mr. Neguseau.

Again from behind "Buhin!?" I heard a voice, "but now I don't have time to explain my status, so I decide to leave it alone.

While the smell of blood thickens. Maybe we should hurry.