The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... Nha?

Surprisingly, my eyes opened.

I was wondering if he was going to die of a blood-sucking impulse as it was, but the fact that he returned to consciousness like this seems to manage to live.

Though thirsty, it's easier than it was before I lost consciousness. I'm feeling calm.

Once you slept, did your impulse subside a little?

"Ah, bed muddy..."

Besides, for some reason, I'm in bed, right?

Besides, it's not a worn bed like it was in ruins, it's a proper bed of fluffiness. Woohoo, how soft and warm...... I love you, Bed. Looks like I missed you. Looks like I missed you.

"Ha-... I want to marry someone who will gently envelop me in the future who wants to be in bed. Of course, with a three-meal nap snack."

"Hey, that's a pretty novel future design...?

What I heard was a woman's voice. I couldn't ignore him because he talked to me, so I woke up on the bed.

I don't see much stuff, a simple room. The Lord of Voices is sitting on a wooden chair, away from the bed where I slept. She was a warm, brown-haired woman.

"Did you notice?

"Yes, yes... uh... did you help me, Mr. Odd Ivoine?"

"Odd Ivoin!?

"Oh, excuse me. Was Boyne Odd Eye better?

"I'm not!? I don't want it to be the other way around!?

Why does everyone seem uncomfortable when I call them? Even though I'm properly capturing and calling the traits.

Two colored eyes, big breasts. This is already decided by Odd Ivoin, isn't it? You haven't been named yet, so it would be inconvenient to have a conversation if they didn't call you the way you know you've been called.

"Yes, I'm the one who did bring you down here. And since I have the name Fernote Lyria, could you possibly call me that...?

"Okay. My name is Argent Van Peel. Algiers is fine, Mr. Fernote."

When Mr. Fernote exhaled loudly as he felt at ease in his heart, he rose out of his chair. The characteristic chest sways loosely as it moves.

Apparently, he's trying to make me some tea. But...

……

Something's wrong.

Mr. Fernote's movements are free of precipitation and certain. A move that deals with tools for brewing tea spread over a table on the side of a chair is something I find quite familiar with.

And yet somewhere, something is uneven. The unnaturalness that makes me feel that way was in her movements.

After a while of observation, I finally found out who the discomfort was by the time the tea came in.

... This guy, you're making tea without looking at anything at hand.

Normally, when you do something, it's what you see at hand. Even with that familiar move, people send nature and gaze to their fingertips when they use their hands.

If it fails, like preparing or cooking tea, you may get hurt.

Mr. Fernote didn't have it. The neck was constantly unbent and the face turned to the front, brewing tea without lowering her gaze.

"Here, drink. It's herbicidal, so it's good for your health."

That's what I'm gonna say. I'm gonna give her the tea. I peeked into her face and I figured out why her gaze wouldn't move.

Mr. Fernote's two-colored eyes are purple on the right from me and gold on the left. I mean, my left eye is purple and my right eye is gold.

Those two eyes, there is no light either way.

In comic terms, the one with no highlights. Obviously, neither eye is in focus.

"... those eyes, could you possibly not see?

"Yep. A few years ago, you fought a demon... at that time"

Because I'm convinced. Even if I wanted to send my gaze at hand, my vision wasn't open in the first place.

I took a sip of the tea I received for now, and then I went on to ask questions.

"Can't you fix it? Magic, drugs."

"I tried it myself, and I tried asking a famous doctor or wizard... none of it worked"

"Ha... Really?"

Can't be cured by magic, blind.

Is that even my restorative magic impossible?

Skill points are swinging to the limit. I don't know how good she or the famous wizard and they were at healing magic, but my magic should be powerful enough to beat them.

"Excuse me, could you come a little closer?

"Yeah...?

"Excuse me."

Mr. Fernot will look at me. [M] The other person was blind, so he called out to not surprise him before touching his face.

... Ah, your skin is slippery.

The woman's skin. Neither do I now, but I still get scared. Let's be polite.

"Um... could you close your eyes for a little while?

…… Like this?

If the end heals well and suddenly I see the light, I might surprise you, so I ask you to drop your lid once.

... You're a good man.

You help strangers go down blind, and now you listen to me honestly.

He's a good man, he helped me. I just want to give it back with eye treatments because I kinda don't like cracking and being ungrateful to others again.

... I hope it goes well.

There are many kinds of healing wounds, un-cursing and poisoning, and paying off body stains, even when it comes to healing magic and a bite.

A simple wound can be solved by magic that heals the wound. This would mean that her eyes are losing light for other causes.

"... be visible"

It seems cluttered, but I still have quite a bit of magic in it, and I'm choosing the restorative magic to use.

Recovery magic to break the curse...... should I say de-cursion magic? I put that in Mr. Fernote's eyes.

"... eh"

"What do you say?

"Ah... hi, light, light..."

... Sounds like you succeeded.

Even if I close my eyes, the light comes out somewhat. Being able to recognize it means her sight is back.

"Calm down. Open your eyes slowly."

"Yeah..."

Fearless, Mr. Fernote opens his eyes feeling.

The odd eye that appeared in my sight again was not the dark shade it had just been.

Recognize the light, recognize me, my eyes are shaking. Good, seems to be healing properly. Looks like the curse caused it.

"I can see, ru... I can see...!

Sounds like it.

"I haven't seen it for years now and I gave up...... thank you...... thank you, Algiers!

"No, thanks for the help."

Making a loan over there worries me about that and makes me feel safe and unable to take a nap. I am, but I want to be around it.

Mr. Fernote holds my hand in a very impressive way. [M] It hurts a little. You must be so happy.

I don't know exactly how many years I hadn't seen it, but I guess I'd lost the light for quite a few years to see how to brew that unspoiled tea. I can somehow imagine that you've been through a lot.

"I can't believe I'm thanking you... you know, if you do this, it's as much as I have to do! Something, nothing!? I'll do anything!

"Geez!?

I was a little surprised because it was an awesome sword curtain. It takes the form of being pushed down as it is.

My beloved bed takes me kindly, but this outfit may be a little bad. Their different colored eyes are serious, but they look down on us.

If a third party sees it, it is clearly creating a situation that is likely to create a misunderstanding. Maybe this state just seems "pressing" in a different way.

For reasons prior to that, although my bloodsucking urge has calmed me down so far, I still have a thirst that I can't handle as much as I have had tea. If they come too close, they want to bite.

To the point where I look at her snuggly neck and feel like "it looks so delicious," I'm dangerous right now.

"Um, just calm down?

"Ah... oh, I'm sorry!

When I gently pressed Mr. Fernote's shoulder, he left me without resisting.

... Nevertheless, you have a girly voice when you're very surprised.

I said "kiddo" again. My body isn't wrong as a reaction because I'm a girl, but I feel a little uncomfortable.

It's a little different than disgusting... but what, I mean embarrassed or itchy, like that.

"I'm sorry, you know, but I'm sorry I have to do something. Something like this, too big to thank."

As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to give you enough now.

If I stayed down in the alley like that, I'd probably be dead. I just candled it, because they even offered me a warm bed.

You saved my life, so I should probably give you back enough to cure my eyesight.

But thank you, Mr. Fernote hasn't convinced me. Though you left me once as I asked, my gaze remains serious.

If it stays that way, it will not become clear. I mean, as far as I'm concerned, I want to take a nap in a beautiful futon soon, but it's hard to sleep when you look serious in front of me.

... Well, if that's what you're going to say, why don't you ask?

It is true that something is troubling you. If we don't settle this quickly, the next time we have a big urge, it's possible we'll be dead this time.

At all, I haven't heard that vampires are a species with so many disadvantages so far, Mr. Lorizii. Next time you see him, take responsibility and feed him for the rest of your life.

"... can I ask you a weird favor?

"Yeah, say anything"

"May I have your blood, please? Because a small plate or so would be nice."