Naoki, who killed Tsukishi, immediately left the Club Cat Mansion. After that, I lived a wandering life for a while.
Naoki keeps talking to herself about bumps, whether she's walking around the city or sleeping.
"Hey Tsuki, that woman's blood looks delicious. I'll make her dinner tonight."
Naoki's soliloquy was a conversation with Tsukuri, who was in his head.
"This, the out-of-the-way kid there. Stop it."
Such an immediate pleasure, there were those who spoke from the side.
He was an old street fortune teller. My eyes are huge and giggling. Naoki, who likes fortune, became a little tempted by the circumstance in which the fortune-teller had called to himself.
"I seem to know how to lurk a killing intent, but my eyes are sedated. And. Seems like a lot of pain in the ass. I don't know what the reason is... Hmm... now you're after... that black clothes pink-headed daughter. And... I took a cab and went, but don't do that. You're pretty tough."
"I know that, too. It's okay because I'm tough..."
Standing in front of the fortune teller, Naoki points her lips.
"You're a fortune teller. If you pay me, will you divine it?
"Ha, I've already accounted for it. If anyone cares, even for free, they want to keep up. You're right."
To Naoki's question, the fortune teller answers with a pleasant grin.
Second, Naoki saw the astrologer's sign. It has a name on it. With my star charcoal balls husband.
"Hmm...... Do you like fortune telling? This is good."
"Hit. Wow."
Naoki was impressed by the fortune-teller who said he liked fortune telling.
"And that you're not human... no, you were human until recently. Hmm...... It's depressing. Hmmm...... you have a new path, a new encounter. be guided, and come right to the side."
Peeping into the crystal sphere, Occupier Yu Husband continues to mouth a dialogue that attracts Naoki's attention.
"The encounter is right there, but if we go in the opposite direction, we won't meet. We can't patrol each other with just a little time of madness. All right. Proceed that way - wait a few minutes in front of that convenience store. There will be a good meeting for you."
"Okay. Thanks."
Naoki was standing in front of a designated convenience store, believing in Tamao's fortune.
"You... seem like a compatriot, but something's a little distorted."
Standing in front of a convenience store, a woman called out to me.
She was a woman, presumably around thirty, dressed as a black cardigan with a light purple dress. He has white skin so that it is clear.
When Naoki let her appetite roll, the other woman also perceived it and opened her mouth to show her fangs. Seeing a woman's fangs, Naoki understood the meaning of the dialogue called compatriots.
"I was human. Mad Scientist converted me into a vampire."
"In a way, you could be the real ancestor. The difference between being a magic technique or a technique of moves"
Upon hearing Naoki's dialogue, the woman vampire - Operator Florescu - took an interest in Naoki.
"The outfit - the smell, the clothes don't change properly, you seem to be living a wandering life. No, vampires are a proud species. I won't allow you to live like that."
"I don't like it and live like this. I don't have a home to go home to anymore."
Then come to my house.
Naoki thus became a pain in the ass at the operator's house.
Grim Penis Japan Branch Building. Lab, a laboratory of historical pleasure.
"Hey, you inferior chicken bat. Creature of human shakedown. How are you today? Cuckoo ~"
Spread a distorted grin full of malice and speak to the operator who still remains tied to the bedroom.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
An operator who leaks groans as he sees Historical Pleasure with his eyes in the void and drools from the edge of his mouth. Historical pleasure sees it as if it's losing its sanity, but it hasn't gotten that far yet.
"Huh? I told you, didn't I? You did what I said, didn't you? Any rebellious guy will be honest with me if he punches my special medicine. Ma, there's a hell of a pain in the process. Cuckoo. No matter how gutsy or pride you are, your brain will go directly crazy under the influence of the pills, so your mind will be shattered and your heart will be broken. Though you have endured well."
"Too much good. No, no, no!
Hijoy, speaking, punches a thick syringe into the operator's gum. Hearing the scream the operator gives, History Joy closes his eyes comfortably and sings out a nose song or something.
"Pfft. Pfft. Now... I'm going to try some drugs today that will degenerate cells all over my body, so I'm going to taste as much hell as I've ever felt in warm water. Because it feels like the whole body can boil, and a few people have died of frenzy. Because you are my true ancestor, I want you to endure this much. Guppy. I'm expecting you, sss."
"But I don't like it anymore... don't..."
I wept, and the operator finally petitioned. He stares at Historical Pleasure with a grueling eye.
"Ahem? Giving it up already. There was someone who endured more. Damn, sloppy."
Shards and laughing history pleasure. That's where I got the call.
'Come here for a second. There was a change in vampire aside'
The opponent was Van Dam.
Historical pleasure interrupted the amusement time that was booming because of it, when he glanced at his face and pounded his tongue in a grumpy manner, he punched the operator through the injection before heading to Van Damme's office.
There were not only Van Damme in the room, there were also three: Tyrone, Cenri and Terrence.
"Looks like a bunch of vampires gathered at the Florescu family, not to take back the Operator Florescu, but that Viper and Tsuki punched the Florescu family and dispersed them,"
"Vipers aren't close to sea chihuahuas or grim penises, and it's going to be a triple battle."
Vandamm and Terrence say.
"You want to draw the Vipers in. I guess I can't get along with a lonely vampire. Hands together in two forces, slapping and crushing one thoroughly. It's not that vampires are after you, and if you're going to crush it, I want to give this one priority."
"My lord... I want to act as a representative to bring together the people and make very discriminatory remarks..."
Listening to Van Damme's dialogue, Tyrone frowns.
"Actually the problem, you'd be scared...... They sneak in at night, and they suck blood."
Van Dam shrugging his shoulders.
"Do you have a vampire who wants to suck the blood of a greedy old man like the Lord, who likes it? If you were a vampire, you'd want to suck the blood of a girl like me."
"I'm talking about myself, suss... Cuckoo...... Besides, you can even put on a pose."
Tillon points himself with his index fingers on both hands and tilts his upper body to the side, making him laugh. Historical pleasure to see it.
"Intelligence sources say the vampires called for more reinforcements."
"It boils down to the next. I knew it was a mosquito, more than a bat."
Hearing Cenri's report, Historical pleasure spirals a laugh.
"I'm in favor of working with Mr. Viper. It's just a question of what kind of judgment they make."
And, Terrence.
"If you refuse, good things will engage the vampires and the vipers to weaken both sides, and this is where you want to be watching."
I told myself, it was a van dam that I don't think would be so good.
An abandoned inn with vampires gathered at Florescu's place of refuge. There, moreover, the lonely vampires show empathy for the anti-Van Dam anti-palace stance and visit as reinforcements to fight together.
It's not just lonely vampires. Even the symbiotic vampire, the enemy, came to the abandoned house in disgust with Miyakuni and Van Dam.
And the last vampires to show up - Laura Sheridan - the vampires gathered in the abandoned house make a scene.
"Introduction Sitae. Symbiotic Laura Desu. Please forgive me for not speaking Japanese very well. I'm good at writing, Desquedonnay. Kanji test, first degree death."
Peppery head bowing Laura.
The opponent is Laura, known as the strongest vampire and making her name heard in vampire society. From a lonely vampire, it would strip other symbiotic vampires of feelings such as hostility and contempt, but not against Laura. He was clearly in awe and awe and watched Laura. Except the two of us.
One is a fearless Naoki. I'm not really aware of it, such as whether I'm stronger than I am. If you're an enemy, you kill, and if you're on your side, you hang out appropriately. That's all.
(Shh, shh, shh... Hang on... In-out push back eh... Destroy that clear face. Huh... Ugh... Lord, I gave you that opportunity. Eh)
The other was Thomas. I stare at Laura's elegant side as she fills it with slutty thoughts.
"Bubba, bubba, bubba. Ababa."
Laura brings in, a blonde white toddler, about three or four years old, moves quietly among the lonely vampires as she makes an odd noise.
"Ahem. Here, Miralka. No, Death. Grow up, Nasai."
Laura scolds the young girl with ease.
I wear lady-style elegant children's clothes, but from my head I have black hairy ears, and my nose is black and not people's. There is also a black hairy tail growing from the glutes. The arms are also covered with black body hair from the elbow to the tip, as are the legs from the knee to the tip. It's as if you're letting a young girl do an animal man cosplay, but it's not a cosplay.
This young lady, Miralka, is Laura's demon. Besides, he is a demon of use who made the vampires and werewolves of his true ancestors into a vegetarian body and mixed them together in surgery. Usually, vampires use animals as demons. Laura is the only one with a heterogeneous user demon that can also be called such a contraindication. And if the other vampires do the same thing, it's a nasal pinch, but no one can complain about her being the strongest vampire.
"Oh, thank you for coming. This is our policy."
Laura gently raised her hand to control where Christian was about to speak.
"The palace state, grass dew milk, vipers, etc. will be behind them, and we will go ahead and reclaim Mr. Manzi."
Laura pushes Kristian over and forces him to make a decision. But there is no one to turn against.
"Thank you...... Laura......"
"No. It's Death. Just until you thought that was your best choice, Dace."
Whispering, but sincerely thanking Christian, Laura smiled gracefully.