Old Vampire and a Holy Girl

"The fairy can't muscle anymore."

Why does everyone come in the way when they're painting...

While the man felt that way, he placed the paintbrush and palette on a table installed on the right.

It will be late at night or tomorrow morning.

The man was painting in a bit of a hurry because he played a lot of games today.

I'm not setting anything up, like a cliche or a norm...

Somehow the realization that 'Ah, I didn't do it at all today' hurries men.

That's why I had a canvas in front of me, and the man was wearing a beret and unframed thickness glasses, wearing a swordfish and working on it...

Therein came the fairy.

Fairy.

It's a fantasy species that muscles.

Well, since it's real, there's nothing fantastic about it, but at least it's universally called "the fantasy creature in the gaga."

In fact, you'd think 'it's an illusion' if you saw it in the house - a beautiful look, palm-sized flesh. Four clear blades on the back for high-exposure outfits.

These dull, laughing, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom, flirtatious people with no intelligence were unpleasant creatures who would want to think they were dreams if they discovered them before they went to bed.

It was a long time ago.

The fairy nowadays remains the same around 'no beautiful appearance and flat-sized (abbreviated) intelligence of the hand', but has become quite the owner of a personality that can coexist.

So the man sees, as he cares, a fairy who can be hit by us when he enters the door of the room.

Then he rose from his seat, approached you worried, and crouched by the fairy.

"What's the matter, fairy... what happened to you when you said," I can't muscle "?

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"No way, you...!? You don't know why you can't muscle...!?"

"Oh, yeah, it was! When I woke up earlier, something like this..."

The fairy pokes her hand around her chest and takes out a piece of paper.

This was written in dirty letters there.

'Do not muscle tread'.

There was another one that looked like a word, but that one was too dirty to discern the content.

"It's blackmail......!

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It doesn't even look like a blackmail sentence...

There are only four members, including the fairy herself, who know the fairy's reality in the first place.

Of all the dirty characters that I'm going to write...

Suspicious fairy to be able to write the letters themselves.

Then, there will only be dragons that don't have the ability to 'grab' on their limbs.

If so, is the killer a dragon?

As soon as we get up to the suspect, I'm sure the killer could use a dragon.

"If you stay like this, the fairy will no longer be an elite......! Intelligence......! The future of the Fairy Clan......!

"I don't think there's enough of them to be clans anymore..."

Well, whatever.

A truth-finding will be necessary for the fairy to convince him to resume his muscle tread.

That's what men think.

"Okay. Well, let's find the killer."

Pattin ', ringing his fingers and calling his family...

It was decided to gather testimony and begin reasoning.

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In the men's room were gathered all the inhabitants who lived in the castle.

First, the main man of the castle.

Keep your hooch thick glasses on, wear a casket hat, weave your Inverness coat, and turn the pipe (no ignition) around like a detective appearing in a novel, with a glimpse of the male Nori's beauty.

The funny thing would be that all these costumes are handmade - if there was such a thing as a vampire ranking that I wanted for my daughter-in-law, it was a mame that I must eat at the top.

On the front of the man in the role of detective, three residents are lined up side-by-side.

The girl in maid clothes is the one on the far right from the man.

The girl, still visible to young children, with dark hair and one eye hidden, is a relative.

After a long time (for some reason) he was a male servant, moving from bat to human form.

The puppy next to it is a puppy (dragon).

It is a somewhat fat puppy-sized puppy (dragon) with a red body surface.

That character, unattended and self-centered, also seems to be a poorly personalized adult from the old days, and so far, as a suspect, I can say the lead candidate - in fact, I even have the impression (though only the impression) that he exists in the context of more or less troubled circumstances.

And the victim and suspect fairy.

It's never too unlikely that she's the killer.

Because - fairy memories don't last long.

It is very likely that you have written it down before you go to sleep on your own and have forgotten that fact.

"Uh, nothing else got me together this time. Under the fairy, the blackmail came from someone."

The suspects go out of their way.

I'm a little concerned about even the fairies...

"Here's the blackmail." Don't muscle tread "- another one, there's some kind of word-like string, but I couldn't decipher it. The letters are too dirty. That's why I'd like to ask you guys to help me identify the killer and decipher the text."

When men say...

There was the first to bare his breath.

"So that's what you say when there's a killer in us."

It is a dragon.

"The most suspicious but too suspicious to look like a killer from the start" move.

Men pretend to smoke pipes.

"That's right. There are only three of us - including the fairies - who know the fairies exist. inevitably, you should think that there is a killer in it"

"It's not me!

"To verify that, I want to hear testimony"

"Mostly, it just says, 'Don't muscle tread,' and what happens if you do! You just have to ignore it!

"We also have to consider the possibility that 'what happens if you do' is in the indecipherable part."

"Those who are likely to do so much worse with this member, etc. -"

The dragon said something.

I saw my family.

"- Speaking of which, my family, you... didn't the fairy look like food?

!?

My family was surprised.

And I shake my head sideways like I panicked.

"... Ken Ku, no. Kenzoku, I'm not lying."

"You idiot! These dragon eyes won't bruise! You may not lie, but you will hide! You don't like to talk!

Dragons bark.

It's honestly respectful to be able to blame my family so much for being a cute girl with a young appearance - the dragon didn't seem to care much about the public body. It's not something I can do.

"If I don't, they say. from, untouchable"

"Enjoy this clever kawaii dragon. Don't you talk a lot? You don't usually talk at all."

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"Indeed you obey the orders of a vampire. But I know. That you are bringing fairies into your room to play with your puppets at night!

!?

"The part where that letter is too dirty to read must have written some sort of abnormal request? If you want to confess, it's now. Now, if you admit your sins, you can do it with a mouthful from me so that vampires don't get too angry. But let's mix it up with some abnormal fun!

"Chi, no"

"Don't be upset! I saw there was an abnormal desire in itself!

"... Chi, no"

"Usually treat me like an assailant! Oh, it's fun to blame others from a vantage point!

The dragon's bad character has been exposed.

A family night's play was discovered (and then suspicions arose of abnormal aspirations) -

'You didn't want to know,' he said, mogging around the pipe.

"Ahhh!?"

A fairy suddenly shouted out loud.

The three of them look at you at best.

Then a fairy trembles with a mess and turns her gaze toward a man - a 'threatening letter (tentative)' held by a man,

"That letter on that paper, I could read it...!

"What!?"

Men accidentally remove pipes and paper.

The leprechaun danced, and on the paper that fell on the carpet, the fairy approached the flirtatious -

"This paper says, 'Do not muscle tread,' and another word -"

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"It says' super recovery '......!

Together, they get wazzy.

The fairy crawled on all fours to be covered in fallen paper,

"'Super healing'... I mean, that's what I meant when I said I shouldn't muscle today because the muscles I hurt in exercise need to be allowed to rest to get fatter...!

Together, often silent.

A man moves, picks up a pipe...

"... I mean, I wrote that paper..."

"Oh, yeah. I wrote this paper..."

"You, Fairy."

"No, he's a muscle god."

"... what?

"The fairy doesn't remember writing it. But it's the god of the muscles and the other fairy who gives you such accurate advice about the muscles."

God of Muscles (played by a man).

Another fairy (the fairy herself in the video).

I mean, it seems to be the truth that the fairy herself just writes and forgets...

"Aren't you glad?"

says the dragon.

Pico walked, placing his right forefoot on the shoulder of a fairy who would crawl on all fours,

"I don't know if it's a muscle god, but finally, someone who was watching your cancer told you to 'rest'?

And the family nodded.

"Finally, I'm hanging in there. Good, good."

Say so.

My family and the dragon.

I looked at a man like he was doing something.

Men notice.

"... No way, you guys...!

We all know the truth.

We all know it's a fairy selfie.

We all know that the god of the muscles and the other fairy don't exist.

Still...

Guys, we're acting like we're not breaking fairy dreams.

... Yes, I don't care who the killer is anymore.

Looks like the fairy can resume a muscle tray that could be described as a personality.

That's all that matters, nothing else, it won't matter.

So men smile.

"... good for you, fairy. Your muscles weren't wasted, and I'm sure they won't be."

"It's not for nothing!

"Encourage me tomorrow."

"We encourage it! For intelligence!

"Oh. Keep up the good work for intelligence"

"You'll be smart!

Everyone was laughing.

What a peaceful world - the man thought so as he felt the groaning chills that he was coming up with.