The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"Okay, Mr. Satsuki. Thanks for your help."

"I can't believe I took care of you. I'm glad it's busy. When you come to the Republic again, please come to the store."

That said, Mr. Satsuki smiles and waves gracefully.

I went back to Sacramento Mia and spent a few days working on my journey, and today is the day to leave.

I spent most of my time in Satsuki's shop, even though I was left to Xeno-kun. Apparently, he spent a few days purchasing with a view to doing business on the Devil's Land.

"I wish Senior Iris could have come too, hey."

"No, no, Fumi, you're bringing Iris, aren't you? I just can't get out in time."

"Mr. Iris said hello yesterday."

The time is morning. Unlike Satsuki, a vampire who can go outside with the condition of giving me an umbrella and avoiding direct sunlight, or me, who is totally resistant to sunlight, Mr. Iris cannot come out.

In the coffin as usual, carried by Mr. Satsuki.

"Wahoo... I'm gonna miss you!

"Mr. Crowe. We'll be sure to drop by when you get back again."

"Wow! Cro, I'm waiting for you with a good boy!

Mr. Kro and Kuzha are sparing their goodbyes looking friendly.

They got along pretty well during their stay to see if there was anything the same beast man felt between them.

"Thank you Satsuki, too! I will make good use of the technology I have taught!

"Hehe... have fun"

"... is something wrong, Kuzha?"

"Yes. Mr. Satsuki asked me a few questions about making clothes. Of course we can repair Japanese clothes, but look forward to new ones!

Speaking of which, are most of Mae's employees' clothes handmade by Satsuki?

Kuzha seemed to have a lot to gain, including getting along with Mr. Kro.

... What kind of clothes are you going to make?

I get in trouble when they give me very cute clothes.

I didn't really care about those things before, but lately, a little, I'm not comfortable wearing cute clothes. I wonder why.

The maid clothes I'm wearing are something I've been seeing at home for a long time, and I don't feel so restless because of the long skirt length...

"Algiers?

"Ah... what is it, Mr. Satsuki"

"Hehe. Here you go."

Where I was thinking, the carton is handed over as if by accident.

I don't know where the hell you got it out of, but it's probably chest art again. Actually, they're taking it out of the bloodbox, and the pulling it off my chest seems like it's just a pose.

"It's our cake. For today's snack, all of you."

"Thank you"

I know enough about the deliciousness of Mr. Satsuki's cake with his stay to this day.

So much so that nature and cheeks were received, it was a delightful farewell.

"To the Devil's Lands, was it? I know a lot of people over there, and sometimes I get on my feet, but it's pretty noisy, so be careful."

"Before that, I heard you stopped by a place called the Cyril Grand Vault."

Cyril Large Vault. I hear Xeno-kun has business there, so I plan to go for the ocean on the route through there.

Cyril is the name of this world's currency. It's enough to call it a big safe, so is it a bank?

I'm not interested in hearing the details. Traveling is a carriage, so you can take a nap on the road. That's enough for me.

"Really? Okay, have a good trip."

"Yes, Mr. Satsuki. Thanks for your help, gentlemen. I'm coming."

Keep your head down, and turn your back on Mr. Satsuki and the others. I got a "come on" voice from behind me to overlap, so I could catch up there and Kuzha came in line.

Kuzha, who came, rocked the fox's ears, kind of in a good mood.

It's strange that you should have spared your goodbyes until just now, how dare you think Kuzha stays smiling,

"Hehe, you've grown, Mr. Alger."

"Huh? What is it?

"Because, Mr. Alger, you stopped keeping your mouth shut when I did. Even when you ask, Mr. Fernote. That's when I said hello, so I thought I'd grown up."

After they told me, I realized that.

Not to say goodbye, not to say anything, but to say I'm going, then I broke up.

A goodbye using the words of reunion. That was the first time I came to this world.

"... Satsuki's cake is delicious."

There is a leak in the words that I feel like I'm saying it myself.

Kuzha has held the hand of those who do not have a cardboard box, without saying anything more when she laughs dull.

"Let's go, Mr. Alger! The three of you and Mr. Neguseau are waiting for you!

"... Yep, I get it"

There's no reason to untie a gripped hand. Make sure Kuzha pulls my hand, and I walk away.

If you look across the road, there was a big carriage, and Mr. Fernote was waving on that side.

Xeno-kun is still loading his stuff into the carriage. Mr. Richelle seems to be brushing Neguseau.

Shall I speak up? That's what I thought, and a cherry blossom petal popped into my sight.

Don't do anything to catch me because my hands are blocked, the cherry blossom color rides right over my nose and quickly gets exposed to the wind.

The scent of cherry blossoms, like the remnants of a promise.

I dropped off the cherry blossoms dancing like a wave.

It would be nice if one day I could feel this scent again. Think about that, and look forward.

The departure is in front of us now.