Old Vampire and a Holy Girl

"Mr. Vampire... Mr. Vampire..."

In response to the call, the man awoke.

It's midnight, so I was asleep.

But men were vampires.

It is originally a nocturnal creature called 'The Dark Seeker' and others.

This time it only comes out like a gaga, treated like a fantasy species, but...

In fact, men were once real vampires who walked the dark night and were terrorized by mankind.

That's 'woken up at night'.

Men couldn't help but laugh at their changes.

Now it's like - isn't it human?

"Mr. Vampire..."

"What is it, fairy? I hear you."

Men get their upper body up in bed.

And I saw a little girl, who flies phosphorescent in the dark.

Fairy.

It is an organism that grows four wings on its back, the size of which will be on the palm of its hand.

This is also a creature that is considered to be 'what is not' in the world, being treated as a fantasy species.

A fairy falls to his uncle at night, whispers, and wakes up -

If a man wasn't even his uncle, it was an act that would have had a hunch about the beginning of the story.

"Mr. Vampire... I want you to answer the fairy question"

"The answer to that question isn't rolling online, is it?

Although he was a man who lived in isolation from the public for five hundred years.

- I was recently poisoned by civilization.

It is also a wake-up call.

A man is a gentleman, so he doesn't put his opponent in harm's way when he wakes up asleep.

I don't, but once a year or so, there are days when the belly bugs don't live well.

It could be said that today happens to be the day and that the treatment of the sleeping fairy is somewhat annoying.

"Mr. Vampire."

"... what the hell"

"What is muscle?

"I looked it up in" The Kaitai Tale. "

"The answer you want from a fairy is, it's not there. What kind of object is muscle? I know that. The fairies are elite and clever..."

……

Men push silence.

Fairy intelligence, as you can see from the size of your head, is about full of ears...

Knowledge of muscle and exercise is a lot more hesitant.

Men advocate theories that the intelligence necessary for everyday life is oppressed because of those knowledge.

I mean, isn't fairy intelligence dominated by muscles? That's why I have suspicions.

The fairy said, "What is muscle? 'He asks me.

The man got over himself, wondering if he would have to put his back in a bit.

"Fairy, I don't know what your question is intended to mean... but what kind of answer do you want?

It's about muscles.

"No, I know that. But I don't know what that means. You're not talking about 'what about protein' or anything like that, are you?

"Vampires don't do muscle traps."

"... well, you didn't. I did it for a moment, but it didn't last."

"But vampires are muscles."

"... well, I don't even know what that means, so do you want me to nod"

Men were muscles.

Thick neck. Raised monk hat muscle. Developmental deltoids.

All the muscles, such as the biceps and triceps, are balanced and draw beautiful reverse triangles with their arms alone.

The thickness and beauty of the forearm is also such a level that anyone with the aesthetic eye of that muscle would not have expected it.

Needless to say, my abs are cracked in six.

Of course, the rectus abdominis is not the only one being built up. The spine, of course, maintains a thick and beautiful torso because all the muscles are stretched out in balance until they reach the external and internal abdominal obliques.

At the top of the muscles of the glutes, or the beauty beyond which man, if he saw it, some would sigh, and some would suffer the urge to flinch.

What is commonly referred to as "buttocks" makes a hard impression and color cohabitation in a place called "buttocks" that originally has a soft image.

Miracle balance.

There's no way the thighs stretching out of the glutes aren't beautiful either.

"My lower body is poorer than my upper body" - those who just care about looking at me can find themselves in such a situation.

Though the chest plate is on, the abs are cracked, but the thighs are stuck - and sad things like that can really happen in the world.

But what about that fat, tightly packed thigh!

Untrained human body arms, legs, etc. look 'cylindrical'.

of men, though. That should be described as a 'triangular cone'.

Muscles with fruit, not just look at you, that gradually get sharp angles from your glutes to your knees.

The same applies from knee to foot, and forged calves give others a robust impression, as if they were even putting in armor there.

It has a beautiful size and design that supports all those weights, neither the feet themselves, which are small, but not big for snoring.

Exactly muscle.

Yes, men are vampires, uncles, but they were muscles before that.

"Vampires are muscles."

The fairy said it again.

Men nod again.

"Oh, I would indeed be a muscle. But that's, what is it?

"Meanwhile, fairies are hanging in there muscle-treating. But it's not a muscle."

"Hmm."

If you have a man's body in order from the top, say, 'Gah! Munch! Bucky!' And there would be noises.

... Excellent muscles, of course, provide flexibility. So only, this hard looking sound is just an image.

On the other hand, if you speak in the same image, if you put the fairy's body in order from the top, you would make sounds like a semi-ripe omelet with 'puffy, fluffy, toy'.

Yes, the fairy is looking for a muscle, but he's not a muscle yet.

"The fairy noticed... that building muscle doesn't make sense..."

"... hmm? I mean, what do you mean?

"Working out every day doesn't make your body the size of a vampire because, I'm sure, there's something you can't tell by doing a little research."

"Hmm, well, it's a little nightmare that you're going to be my size..."

Why do the women of this castle want to grow up?

The man leaves the question lying down for a moment and thinks.

"... a fairy. I mean, here's what you're trying to say. 'A vampire who hasn't made an effort has better muscles than himself. So you must know something special'."

"Did the fairy want to say that?

"That's what I wanted to say."

I made up my mind.

The trick to talking to a fairy is not to seriously consider the fairy question one way or another.

"But, fairy... there is no such thing as' special things only the good know '."

"But..."

"Look, listen to me.... Sometimes you will look at someone who is more fruitful than you, envy that person, and think, 'You must know a special and easy way'. But it's a fantasy. The only information that a successful person knows is that you do have it too, but you don't realize it, or that it's the fruit of a genuine effort you don't know."

……

"So in the meantime, I'm flattered, and you should do your part.... Even if something called 'talent' or 'qualities' were between you and a successful person, it's something you can't get, so it's just a waste of time to be jealous of, isn't it?

……

"Do you understand?

"Okay."

"Right."

"By the way, vampires, I'm sure, know something the fairies don't know... I think the fairies have a great bump up their muscles as long as they figure it out... the fairies are smart, so they realize..."

……

Apparently the fairy learned clever rhetoric.

I usually replied in a way that I didn't feel easy to understand, but now I've replied in a way that I know in a bee called 'OK' and so on.

Fooled.

The fairy knows nothing.

"Fairy."

"Vampires, what is muscle..."

"A muscle is an effort"

"... effort?

"That's right. Good luck!

"But should I hang in there? Just hang in there?

"I suppose so. Successful people would always say, 'Effort pays off', wouldn't they? I mean, if you make an effort, you succeed!

It was deception.

Successful people may also be trying, but if we say that all those who failed were failing in their efforts, that would not be the case.

But men say it out.

The fairy can't tell you that it's not an easy rhetoric.

"Effort...! Fairy, it's an effort!

"That's right! Come on, make an effort!

"I will try!

"For the sake of tomorrow's muscles, sleep at night"

"I sleep!

That's what the fairy said and went down to the table in the men's room.

Slept.

…………

The man sighed with a subtle expression...

"Sometimes this happens," my family had prepared (a few times the fairy revealed the night in a man's room). When I gently put on the fairy blanket -

"... will I go back to sleep too"

Slept.