The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

Mr. Fumitsuki took pleasure in guiding us to the commercial guild.

"It's more fun to be with you than to walk alone."

Thank you. The people in this coffee shop like the basic nori.

Walking along the road to a commercial guild, I can see a lot more than in a carriage when I look out over town.

Flowers are planted all over the place, and there are a lot of Demi humans to go out with.

There won't be any vampires like me first because it's just daylight, but still there are quite a few non-human species compared to Arlesha.

It seems that the Republic was originally able to gather a lot of countries together, and that many people visit tourism, so is that a relationship?

"Excuse me. Wow"

Walking for a few dozen minutes or so with a sense of body, he arrived at a commercial guild.

Mr. Fumitsuki opens the building door with dignity. The building is Japanese-style and a drawer.

When I followed her inside, she was instantly shot through a lot of gaze.

... that's a worthy eye.

Everyone on the surface saw us in a gaze motion that just looked reflexively at the person who came in. Yes, on the surface.

If the gaze overlaps this way, I can understand it even if I'm not willing to.

What is being poured is the eye that determines value. A gaze of sight, bathed once again in the house of Nine Sounds.

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"Mr. Alger, what's wrong?

"Nothing."

Sometimes I just had an old dream, and I miss it.

It's a little different than Mr. Iris identifying others.

That guy looked straight at this one and didn't even hide it to the point of what to do with it. Declared with attitude that I was set, and I've shown myself. Might have looked a little like Aoyagi.

People here don't show that kind of place to the big picture. I know it's just a large number and because there are a few people with rough eyes.

I don't find it unpleasant. Because I know it's not worth me from what I've been seen.

I was determined to be no different than I was before my reincarnation. [M] Be a girl, stay a ghoul, even if your race is different from before.

Kuzha hasn't noticed her gaze. Instead, I seem busier looking all over the place.

He is not away from me, but he shakes his tail intriguingly and sends his eyes around him.

"This way."

Mr. Fumitsuki guides me to the back.

Counter seats like soba and sushi shops. On the other side, where a few people were sitting and bickering, there was a man.

Plenty of blonde hair with beaks and beards of the same color around the mouth as the hair. The eyes are blue.

He has a muscular body that I don't think is very merchant, and the outfit is Japanese. It looks a little weird, like the Americans imitating Yakuza's parentage.

Mr. Fumitsuki.

As a woman, I don't care if you're facing a tall Mr. Fumitsuki, he's pretty big. I wonder if it's close to two meters.

It is quite intimidating because it is a tough or carved face.

Mr. Fumitsuki had nothing to be afraid of against such an opponent, he nodded one and took a bunch of paper out of his nose.

"From your sister."

"Right. Let's take it."

Are you saying that Mr. Satsuki is trusted around being received without even changing the contents just giving out his name?

I really don't know who that guy is. He's supposed to live long, considering he's a vampire, so his face looks huge though.

"What about you?

"It's an introduction from your sister. He's got business. Wow."

"Nice to meet you. Uh... Mr. Yurufuwa Macchio"

"Yurufuwa macho!?

"Oh, was Gachimuchi Yurufu better?

"I'm not happy with either!?

"It's hard to tell if it's soft or hard. Nickname hey..."

I thought it would be perfect because my hair was loosely fluffy blonde and my body was mucky, but I didn't seem to be good for the person. Someone around you is holding your face down and pulling, so is it slightly uke?

"... I'm Sishizaki Kirigiri. I'm doing a commercial guild reception. What can I do for you, lady?"

"Uh. Zeno-kun...... Is a person named Zeno-Kotobuki registered here?

"Zeno? Yeah, I'm sure we are. What happened to him?

"He wants to give back because you helped him before"

The moment I said it, my surroundings went out of their way.

I know they're listening to this one. I was relieved when Mr. Satsuki told me we were referrals, but my gaze is still poured.

Around, the pedestrians are secretly talking. I can't hear you at all, but I could hear the conversation from a nearby counter.

"You Zeno bastard, you're selling something hell."

"Oh, I can't believe he sold a favor to a beautiful girl..."

"This will be a solemn act later."

"No, more than that, why don't we just put together what he's been doing in a women's relationship and give it to that kid, and make it a seed for business? He definitely had a lot of rock salt and spices right now."

"" "You're a genius...!

I don't know what you're talking about, but somehow it's exciting.

It's still the merchants, so I guess the loss sentiment is the main one. Maybe that fellow merchant helped a little girl like me to no avail, which made me seem a little weird.

Mr. Sisizaki looked half-eyed at the merchants around him as he stroked his moustache. Then he gives me eyes and words here.

"He's still in Sacramento Mia. Pay your dues. I should be doing business everywhere because I can afford the due date. He said he'd be back in a week, so I'll tell him when I get back. Ma'am, what's your name?

"Thank you. I say Argent Van Peel."

(9) Argent Van Peel, not Silver Sound.

I've come to this world and it's a name I've named many times. I also feel little discomfort these days when they call me.

When Mr. Sisizaki wrote down my name on the note at hand, he tore it down and put it aside. After that, Xeno-kun will tell you if you come back.

They'll be back in three days, so I wonder if it's a good day to come here.

"Well, thank you."

"Oh, I'll take care of it. I'll tell him."

"If you've run errands, why don't we go have a snack? I'll take care of it."

"Oh, but..."

"Fine, fine. I miss snacks all by myself, so hang out a little bit."

Do those coffee shoppers feel ill if they don't do something against us? As that manager, I have this clerk, or something.

"Is that okay?

"I'll be right back, but your sister won't be focused on her work."

"Oh...... I see"

Sure enough, Mr. Satsuki is the one who wants to set this one up. I guess I don't want to be here as Mr. Fumitsuki until I throw out the prep to run the coffee shop again tomorrow.

If you can afford it and you don't have to worry about it, you're welcome as far as I'm concerned, so I decided to follow it honestly.

Let's just say we have a snack and then we figure out where to take a nap.

This city smells like flowers. Wherever you sleep, you must be able to take a nice nap.