The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... more"

Your body jumps in the wake of a shake that can be thrust up from the bottom. That was enough for the shallow, sleeping consciousness to awaken.

The streets are well maintained, but mainly made up of pressing solidification by earthly magic. If the carriage passes again and again, it becomes a distortion, and eventually it becomes just a step to gain sway.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fernote. Were you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Respond with an arm swing to words from Zeno manipulating the horse. It's no big deal because my butt is paralyzed and my chest is about bounced. Gently adjust your position to calm your poorly fitted chest, that's all.

Now they're talking, and this one's speaking, it's Republican. Now that I have learned some routine conversation, I use the language I usually use as a practice as a republican language.

It's a lot different from what the kingdom says, and there's something a little more rhetorical about it, but I'm finally used to it. If you use it, you can wear it even if you don't like it to some extent.

When I remember, I can tell that that obnoxious rhetoric is to say something prettier, so called "wind currents" where you say it in republican.

"Until Sacramento Mia, could it be a little more?

"Right. I think we'll be there by sundown."

Zeno is a pedestrian. I used to work in several towns before I got here, and it's taken a surprisingly long time to get here.

... Well, it'll follow faster than Algiers.

That kid is a hell of a relaxer. Even if we want to go for the capital, it is decided to come sleeping with us anyway.

Unless someone picks you up and carries you, there's no way you're following me first. Definitely.

"Mr. Alger, are you sure you want to come to Sacramento Mia?

"I guess."

This place is just, I can't say it's absolute. But perhaps Algiers will go for the capital.

Her purpose is to make the world feel like a fool of herself, wanting to be fed with a three-meal nap. They are unnecessarily bad because they are very serious.

She has a slightly strange purpose that way, but some parts are surprisingly sober.

If it's going to work, where there is a possibility that someone will be more able to feed themselves. I mean, you should try to go to a capital with a lot of people to increase your possibilities.

I haven't thought about how to look, but I have as many hands as I can. Zeno also told me that he would ask other pedestrians to go around.

Silver hair, pointy ears, the beauty of an endless girl, and the way she looks when she does it. Once we see each other, we'll never forget it, and if we walk through town, it'll be easy to spot.

I can't help thinking about when I didn't find it now. That's enough time to reopen. Yeah, I'll try to find it.

Grab it and preach. And let it be a legitimate way of life.

"... ah"

"What's up?

"Cherry blossom petals are coming down now..."

"Really? Sacramento Mia is already close, and there are trees planted in villages and towns around here. No wonder you've come this far."

Small petals that fit in the palm of your hand.

As I was wondering if I would touch it, the carriage rocked loudly again. Apparently, he broke into the steps again.

"Ah."

By the time I divulge my voice, the flower fragments are already throwing themselves in the sky.

The wind shrugs the petals, the carriage movement leaves it behind. I dropped off a petal that became invisible across the meadow.

"Surprisingly, the roads aren't well maintained."

"There's so much going on, you can't do maintenance right away. Maintenance itself is pretty much done by commercial guilds."

If you ask me, you're absolutely right. The road close to the capital is of high importance, well maintained and natural.

So he's right, even if it's serviced, it's quick to "get to".

I've been so different from other pedestrians and merchants so many times. Surely if there were so many carriage streets, the road would hurt too.

Sounds like you've come to a short circuit conclusion. I've made a fool of him for his affiliation.

"Sorry, Xeno"

"No, I'm sorry I couldn't get through too comfortable."

"It won't be Zeno's fault there."

The other person now only gives me a glance when he sends word here. Because the basics are looking forward and manipulating horses.

What you see is your back. From there, but I can see the signs of their bitter laughter.

We've been sleeping together for over ten days now. Unless you're not so interested in the other person or know how to look at others, you'll be able to understand that much.

... I would be letting you care.

Even if we're sleeping together, there's not something.

On top of that, men and women. It's something we care about each other, but probably in ratio, they're doing it heavier over there.

I still feel sorry when I see it, such as when I change clothes. So it's difficult to show care, so I'm trying not to say anything.

In the occasionally rocking carriage, I sit shallow. Not sitting deep enough to let the vibrations escape is to protect your buttocks and to be able to move as soon as something happens.

I see no bandits or demonic raids because of the proximity of the capital, but alarm is a major enemy. This could be fatal if a mistake of sight like the one you felt against the streets is made during the battle.

I was swayed by a carriage, praying that there would be no trouble along the way.

Sacramento Mia is almost there.