The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"This is terrible"

Says Satsuki in a mild tone.

In fact, the sight in front of me was terrible.

The waterway, built of wood fences to lean against the mountain path, is completely dry, not water, just loose wind through it. Indeed, as the innkeeper said, the hot springs are withered.

"The hot springs of Sakura Yu Garden are springing from the back of the mountain. It goes through the waterway and magically purifies and reheats the water before offering it."

"Oh, really?"

Kuzha tells me, but I'm not particularly interested, so I flushed it. Instead, you can tell by looking at it.

Walk along a beautifully maintained mountain path and climb the mountain, unlike the mountain you passed across the border. Mr. Satsuki, who gave me the umbrella, led the way, and Kuzha and I followed each other in line a little bit.

I just crossed the mountain the other day, so I know exactly how grateful I am that there is a decent path.

Hard dirt roads, perhaps maintained by magic, feel secure walking. As much as I can afford to smell the wind and the grass, I go on walking in a relaxed manner.

Perhaps it would be just right for you to take a walk. I'd rather take a nap than a walk. [M] Every day, of course.

"The cause seems to be more upstream."

"Well, if there's a problem around here, even employees can deal with it adequately, right?"

"Yeah. There are demons and stuff up there, so there aren't many people in there. I'm coming, both of you! Aim, it's the summit! The hot springs are waiting for us!

... Really, if it's not direct sunlight, you're fine.

The day is starting to tilt a little, but its appearance is certainly in the sky. Even so, Mr. Satsuki, who goes forward, does not look like he suffers from sunlight.

Give me the Japanese umbrella. I seem to avoid direct sunlight, but that's all. Instead of suffering, it's the most tense of these.

In the shadow made by the Japanese umbrella, Mr. Satsuki steps to carve his rhythm as he saunters and rocks his dark hair. He's like a kid who enjoys a rain pattern, and there's a gap between the colourful look.

However, given her personality, she may be a good fit. The tension is high, or the nori seems good.

"Still, you really are a (daywalker) vampire (vampire) who can walk under a full day. Satsuki, I'm surprised."

Looking back, Mr. Satsuki speaks to me here.

They were thinking about my physique. I was spoken to, so I respond to the conversation.

"Right. It seems unusual."

"Instead of being rare, it's the kind of individual that only exists in the inheritance. He said he'd be more comfortable with being named Demon or Elf."

Only in the inheritance, huh?

Speaking of which, Mr Fernote said the same thing. Something with big tits is similar to saying to each other...... I guess not.

People I've met have been surprised, without exception, so I guess beings like me are still in the gay tale. Dream stories for residents of the fantasy world (fantasy). It's tricky.

"Mr. Satsuki can't be in direct sunlight, can he?"

"I'm not saying it's going to be ash, but you're not going to be feeling well in that short amount of time. If you get sun-dried, you'll die in a day."

Even Mr. Satsuki, who looks flat out there, seems to be lethal if he keeps in direct sunlight.

Vampires are terribly vulnerable to the light of day. It's still the same in my world and in this other world.

Whatever the differences in the world, does that mean that the assumption of sucking blood and being a resident of the night remains unchanged?

"... then shouldn't you wear some more proper clothes? I don't think it's safe to expose it."

"Hey, my chest is really cramped. There's nothing you can do at all, you bloated mandarin."

Hmm, and Mr. Satsuki stretches his chest. Its light motion alone is amazing because the chest asserts itself violently.

Dressed apart, it still seems as if the chest itself is cramped and clumsy. It's going to spill a little bit, it's dangerous.

There was also a height difference, and I looked up at the huge tits that I felt like a meat roof and I almost had a frank feeling about it, but I put up with it.

"That's huge."

The fox next door did not put up with it.

Mr. Satsuki looked like he cared about Kuzha's words. He laughed rather pleasantly,

"No, not at all. I don't care how big my chi is, there's nothing good about it. If it's someone else's, it's tense."

"I don't know about that either..."

"Oh, it's okay. I love Chitty! Wouldn't that be better, nice ups and downs too!

I was told on Doya's face what I hadn't heard. I didn't ask, so let's leave it alone.

After that, Mr. Satsuki still talks to me again and again, but climbs the mountain appropriately. Kuzha takes me seriously, so I'm mostly listening.

I climbed the mountain and thought if I went upstream, there would be a little hot spring flowing, but no matter how much I climbed, the waterway would never be damp.

The path of water through which only the hippopotamus and mountain breeze pass. Apparently the hot spring has been dead since yesterday, but I can tell it really suddenly disappeared.

The day leans slightly and the sky changes from blue to evening color. There is nothing like encountering demons and the journey is calm.

And by the time the green of the mountain was illuminated by the light of the cedar to change color, he discovered the cause of the dead waterway.

Looking at the cause, Kuzha spills her words first.

"What do you mean, it is?

"Hmm. After all, never did it wither naturally"

The waterway was blocked by dirt.

It doesn't just mean it's buried with dirt. The soil walls that hold off the hot springs were fitted perfectly and thickly to the waterway, as if they had been moulded.

Like walls made of concrete, the waterways are completely sealed off by earthy partitions.

"It's dirt magic, this. If you can stop the flow of water like this, it's only natural that the water doesn't go to the foot."

"Sure it is...... but is there a small amount of hot water?

The fact that a partition is provided usually means that the upstream side has accumulated water. It could be overflowing.

But if you look beyond the containment by dirt, the water you're accumulating is not at my ankle. Hard to shake in the evening light The waters are beautiful, but adorable.

Now you won't have to block it, and the hot water won't flow to the inn.

"It doesn't seem like it simply feels like a hot water drobo. Shall we climb up a little bit?"

"Yeah, I get it."

…………

"Mr. Alger? What can I do for you?

"Excuse me, one moment please"

Calling the two of you who tried to go first, I close my eyes.

Blocking your vision is to tilt your consciousness towards what you want to feel. There is a lot of information in the eye, so focus on what you want by cutting it once.

sense of smell. Although it is racially superior and enhanced by skills, it does not perform as impotently as other skills. I need to concentrate. I overlook it, and no, I think I'm going to sniff it off.

It must belong to a hot spring from upstream, it smells like water. But that's not all.

I'm not familiar with the old me, but I can say that I've been used to sniffing since I was reincarnated. This...

"The smell of blood...... that too, a lot?

At the moment of doubt, unpleasant signs stroked my spine.

"Huh... back off!

"Yikes......!?

"Whoops!?

I honestly followed what I felt. He pulled the two hands on his side and jumped off the spot.

They were both surprised by my actions, but they didn't resist. Kuzha kicks the ground, both surprised and herself, and Mr. Satsuki follows me without dropping the Japanese umbrella.

A shadow was cast where we were just a few seconds ago, and we took a breath. The Lord of Shadows lands.

Impact as if even a meteor had fallen. The ground that was serviced was swept up and raised. Surprised by the resounding roar, birds flap their wings simultaneously from all over the forest.

The descending star appeared as though it was depressing the smoke caused by its own landing.

Big monkey with bright white fur. He is about two meters long and his face is red. I just whitened Nihonzar's fur and it feels like it's getting bigger.

The big white monkey stares at this one with a face like he drank something bitter.

There are no words. But I could see from the atmosphere that if I came close, I wouldn't just do it.

The Great Monkey is on guard here. My whole body is obviously nervous, and if this one does anything, it's going to jump right at me.

Looking at someone like that, Mr. Satsuki opens his mouth in surprise.

"It's unusual for Hakuen to attack people."

"Stripping?"

"Hakuen. Would you like to give it a little too much pain to peel it off?

Exactly, but it was returned calmly.

Hakuen. Would it be "white monkey" if I wrote it in kanji? I wonder if the rarity of attacking people is basically a warm, timid or smart creature.

Haquen's atmosphere is hard to come close to with a strong color of vigilance, but he doesn't look overly intimidated or aggressively attacking this one. If you do something funny, it's going to attack you, but if you keep turning back, you're going to miss it.

That's not how it works, though. This is to investigate the cause of the death of the hot spring.

I honestly don't care, but at least Kuzha won't be convinced that she won't achieve a certain amount of results.

In fact, the signs of Kuzha next door are harsh. He seems to be working out his magic so he can fight at any time.

Mr. Satsuki... I don't know. You look casual, but I don't know if you're willing to fight. It could be a mystery to be a force of war. Just at least, I'm not making a suggestion to go back.

"... for now, shall we have a conversation? Both of you, stay back a little."

At least if they have intelligence, they can communicate their will with language translation skills. If you're not willing to fight your opponent, it's possible to discuss it.

The opponent has not attacked the status quo. Then maybe we can have a conversation.

Fighting can be distracting and injurious. Then it would still be easier to resolve it in a discussion.

Perhaps I'm the most capable of understanding words.

I took a step forward, even as I felt troubled.