The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

Because my hands are too small.

"I refuse"

Pretty surprised or distracted, but my answer was decided.

Honestly, it doesn't seem bad to be fed by Mr. Somerker. He is gentle and female-friendly. The maid hires a lot of them, and she's going to feed them with a three-meal nap.

Still, I declined his invitation.

... a little sloppy, isn't it?

What I'm looking for is "a life that feeds me with a three-meal nap snack," not a woman's happiness. In the first place, I'm mentally meant to be a man.

What he wants from me doesn't match what I want from parasitic subjects. I want people who accept me to feed me, and I want people who accept me to feed me.

In consequence theory, if we take his invitation here, my life's purpose will be accomplished, but the one-way relationship between our feelings for each other is bound to break down somewhere. I'd be in trouble if I was broke. We're looking for parasites again.

For that reason, it was my conclusion that I could not accept the proposal.

"Right...... too bad. Then I'll have to report you."

"I don't mind. Isn't that what you do?

"You don't resent me?

"I didn't force myself to catch you even though you refused, just to report... because at that point, I know you're really nice to women. And on top of that, there's a crack."

"... I see, this is what they call the Virgin"

I don't know, but Mr. Someker seems to have given me a certain amount of convincing.

... Surprisingly, you can understand the story, or the contents are male.

I am also convinced that I have as many as thirty-six wives. Probably, but his wife has a bunch of people proposed to me like I just got. A serious proposal for him, with the desire to protect him for the rest of his life.

Mr. Fernote seemed disgusted... but with his own conviction, he is friendly with thirty-six wives. Maybe this guy, that's what he is.

My hair looks like a mushroom, I have no taste in clothes, and the action is a little disgusting... but I don't think I'm a bad person.

"Well, have some tea and go. Beauty like you and tee time, not something you can do inside."

"Thirty-six of you have daughters, are you?

"I don't want my wives to describe me as loving flowers that I said were beautiful or anything. You call them loved ones, or families. Not only is it beautiful, but it's beautiful and honorable."

"I see."

I was cursed while continuing my numbness over here. I totally like this.

Formerly a man, but I just don't feel bad if I can be praised for this either. I was going to hang out a little bit more, and I had another sip of tea.

"- Ho, report!!

It was at the same time I left the cup open that the door happened to open with those words.

I came into the room with a man with an armor helmet, just like Mr. Somercar's escort, running dokadoka over a carpet that looked tall to Mr. Somercar. I'm in a hurry to see it, but is something wrong?

"It's noisy to say it's tee time, Mr. Marnen. What's going on?"

"... Aviscoll is out"

……

Abyscole, Mr. Someker's complexion changed the moment the word came out.

Abyss Cole - Does Abyss mean abyss, Cole means call? It sounds noisy from the name, but I don't know what it is. Is it a demon?

"I'm sorry, Argent. That's it for tea time."

"Mr. Somerker, what is a machine doll?

"It's Aviscoll. It's a demon. That's a big one, too."

"Oh, I knew... is that dangerous?

"It's not safe, but it's someone I'm used to. Arlesha doesn't come from the Imperial Army... but the sea is the realm of demons."

Mr. Samaker began to give instructions to the armor helmets once he had his share of the tea.

His expression is serious and there is no stray in his instructions. Looks familiar to me. After all, I guess I'm competent.

"Argent. You should leave town confused by this noise. I'll be busy counting the damage after this. Let me take your report very carefully."

Leaving behind words that clearly show concern for this one, Mr. Someker left the room with both of us.

The woman nearby and Mr. Twinthemade also followed Mr. Someker, so I will be left alone in the room.

"... leaving town, is it?"

Mr Someker is right, we will have to do that.

If I remain in this town, I will surely be ordered by the king to bring me to Mr. Sumaker.

If that happens, I won't be able to sleep slowly, and Mr. Somecker will be forced to do a job he doesn't want.

Perhaps Mr. Fernote will also be given an order. If that happens, serious she will suffer. between a country that has served in the past and a benefactor.

Even if I were already in this town, it would only be detrimental to anyone.

... from the beginning, though.

I'm a ghoul, I'm not motivated, I'm like a lazy, decentralized person. Originally there is no profit.

Mr. Lorijij said he would reincarnate it because his soul wasn't right for the world. This means that if the soul fits into the world, the person is motivated.

But the results are as you can see. I remain self-depraved, no different from before I was reincarnated.

Speaking of unusual things, race, gender... and about numerous tons of demo skills.

But the fundamentals haven't changed. I haven't changed.

As always, I am not motivated, I remain a lazy man. [M]

I have trouble being given anything generous by such a human being. Because if they come over with something like that, I'm sorry and I won't even be able to take a nap.

I've already lost the courtesy of Xeno-kun. This is too heavy for me. [M]

What I want is not a one-time courtesy. [M] Eternal favor. Even if you keep sleeping without working, it's enough to be forgiven.

"… do you want to go"

If you want to leave town, return exactly what you give back and get rid of your worries.

I threw a piece of cookie into my mouth and left Sumaker's mansion behind.

Everything, to make tomorrow's nap feel better.

If you don't even want to hold the load, let's point it here and go.