The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

Ex-knights outrage.

"... Pay off the difficulties. Refresh."

In the carriage carriage, spin the words. The spinning words converted my magic and caused the phenomenon as I had imagined.

That's what I've done many times already. It's been a long time since I got the light back, but I used to do this when I was a knight.

... You're not good at it.

As a matter of fact, I'm vulnerable to vehicles and soon I feel bad.

When I was a knight because of it, I became flustered in the carriage by the time I got to the expedition, and it was often useless on the ground.

The challenge that led me to become a knight and face the beginning was "how to face my motion sickness physique".

In the end, I studied healing magic to overcome it. Once you do the magic of drunkenness, you'll be fine for a while, and if you make a big deal of yourself in the meantime, your magic will recover.

It's a little cumbersome, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't change my physique, so I can't help it.

"Are you okay, Mr. Fernote?"

"I'm fine, Zeno."

The pedestrian manipulating the horse looks back here worried.

His name is Zeno Kotbuki. He's my employer now. I'm right about interest, to be exact, but this one is on the side of being given wages, so it's not a mistake to describe it as an employer.

"If it's magic enough to get fit, it won't drain much. Demons or bandits, I'll slash you and throw you away."

"That's reliable. It helps."

"It's fine. To the Republic, please."

"Yeah, I'll take care of the carriage"

The part where our interests meet. That we're about to go to the Republic with each other.

I followed Algiers, Argent Van Peel.

We know she's headed to the border.

Which way to go later, the Empire or the Republic? I'm betting on the republican side.

The empire feels pretty rough in the battle against the kingdom. With heavy taxes and repeated conscription, the country has a rather tingly atmosphere.

By contrast, the Republic is not involved in the battle between kingdoms and empires. Take a position of static observation, both of which have interactions.

If it's an empire or a republic, it's more peaceful to say one way or the other. The military is volunteer, and taxes are not light, but not as extrajudicial as the Empire. Rural life seems painful, but I hear it's not as rough as the Empire.

If my daughter were to go, I would be more stable.

Zeno says there's a report to the commercial guild.

Commercial guilds are unions to which many pedestrians belong.

They decide to go to headquarters once a year to report their income and expenses for the year and to pay union fees to match their earnings.

Sacramento Mia will be the capital of the Republic, with its commercial guild headquarters. I hear it's a beautiful city, with many trees named Sakura blooming.

Popular as a tourist destination, during his knighthood, he had many colleagues called "Honeymoon is Sacramento Mia".

... the scenery is nice and the food is famous, right?

Its own food culture, such as comedy and tempura, is so ingrained that sometimes people say, "If you eat Yotsuba dishes, you don't have to eat them".

In addition, the Republic of Yotsuba also has the characteristic of tolerance for same-name marriages, and some of the third squadron, full of women to whom I belonged, are same-name couples who decided to reside permanently in the Republic after retiring.

… married by the same surname.

I accidentally thought of a girl with silver hair, and I panicked and dismissed my imagination. I wonder what you're thinking. Much better.

That and this, Algiers is bad. Badly decided.

She said she wanted to try dinner that day, even though it was a bit of a rare fish soup.

I had a hard time finding it because it was originally rare and the time was a little off. But she didn't come home. Tired of waiting, I was falling asleep at the table that day.

Instead of returning that way, the next day I rode into Samakar's mansion... and when I went, they darkly said, "I left town". I thought you weren't kidding. Have you had a hard time finding that fish?

... No, you're not.

I don't want to talk about meals. I just regretted it.

He was gone without telling me anything. That made me feel abandoned.

Outraged about that extent and looking for someone I don't even know I'll see, I'm about to leave the country where I was born and raised.

I know there's something wrong with me, but I really want to see you. I'm sorry if I don't see you and say a word.

Let's think about what happens after that. Specifically, give me a ceremony... No, no. Since I met you, I've only thought about you since I met you.

I got to know Zeno because I saw him recruiting an escort when he was on a journey schedule at the market.

Zeno Kotobuki. Kotobuki was a Yotsuba word I used to hear. I remember it meant a celebration or something.

So I immediately figured out that he was from the Republic, and when I spoke to him wondering if maybe he was going to the Republic, so it was a hit.

"By the time we get over there, we'll have to be able to have as much daily conversation as possible."

Then I'll teach you on the road.

"Thank you, Zeno."

"We have a cheap Kingdom-knight escort, so that's about it."

"Ex. Don't get too bought. And there's blanks."

"Speaking of 'The Sacred Knight of Odd Eyes', you're powerful enough to know something outside the country. You'll get your mind back soon."

"Back in the day, don't say much"

It's a nostalgic name, but now I think it's a little cheap or embarrassing. I'll be there after twenty. As for myself, it's a little reddish.

Apparently, a far-fetched refusal has passed, and Zeno ends with a word of "sorry".

Totally. I can't believe you let that bother younger opponents, too, like this. Everything is because of my daughter.

If you remember a little, that blurry sleeping face immediately comes to mind.

A silver vampire who seemed comfortable every day, making nose lanterns and drooling covetousness.

Remove about half the robe without hesitation and rub your body against the sheet for comfort and ease.

Sometimes it was so cute to leak small words like halfway between exhalation and words.

Then when I woke him up gently, he had swinging eyes, and I was stuck rambling because "Hurrah and Come on" was such a sweet voice. Because he was too defenseless and was going to lose control. I don't know what's wrong with me.

"Not at all, no more, no more... if Algiers"

"Huh? Did you just say Algiers?

"Yeah, I do... what's wrong?

"No, someone I know says the same name or nickname..."

"... Argent?

"Van Peel"

We were supposed to blink each other's eyes and stare at each other often.

The world is narrow - maybe the moment we realized so much about each other, the wheels of the carriage stepped on the crease and bounced big, and I hit my butt on the strong (did).

"Go!?

"Wow!?

It's because of the vampire, too. It must be.

I'll definitely catch you and complain to you.