The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"I see, with the skill of moving shadows, Mr. Mutsuki came here from the Devil's Land."

"Oops. Keeping your shadow on the spot allows you to move around at any time...... that's like simple transfer magic. By nature, I went there once and I have to set it up too. This place has been familiar for a long time. After work, you come here often."

After a thorough explanation, Mr. Mutsuki tilted the teacup.

I wondered how you've traveled so far from the Devil's Continent, but it seems to be due to the effects of skill. From the explanation, I guess I can't use it without setting it up once I've been there. Like he says, it's like RPG warp-based magic.

"Finally, with this, I can bring your people this far... because I have to remember someone else's shadow... it's a pain in the ass, you know. Finally, we understand all the qualities of existence."

"In a nutshell, issuing a pass takes time...... does it feel like it?

"That's what I'm talking about. Why don't you stay here for a while? If that's the case, would it be better to have a lot of fighting power? If you'll wait for me, I'll bring them in."

This situation has already been explained, and Mr. Mutsuki is willing to cooperate even though he says it's a hassle. As always, he was a caregiver.

Of course I can rendezvous with the Fernotes, but Kuzha and Neguseau are on their way here. To explain to Aoyagi, I threw words at her.

"... so I'd like to spend some time here, would you mind? Hey, um... I want to wait for my friend."

"Yeah, it would be helpful to have more manpower this way."

Aoyagi's approval was also obtained, so he is likely to relax in the Republic for a few days.

A bite of Mr. Satsuki's cheesecake just as the story came together spread a fluffy sweetness and softness in his mouth.

I'm afraid I can't say it tastes good in person because the person I made it pulled it into the back with Mr. Crowe, but the cake in this store is still excellent.

"... hehe"

…… What's wrong, Aoyagi? "

"No, food preferences are the same."

"Oh... I guess so"

If you ask me, I've always liked cheese-based cakes. Now Aoyagi laughed because she missed the old days.

Not a single one of them has been able to talk about those old stories since they were reincarnated into another world. Because I was reincarnated into this world, and it hasn't been a year.

Feeling something I miss, I taste another bite of Mr. Satsuki's cake.

"But this cake is really delicious. We have a good understanding of the flavour of the ingredients to make it the optimum balance. It's sweet and tastes good."

"That was good. I recommend it."

"Because his cake is delicious. I've been eating a lot for a long time... and it's amazing how I can't get tired of it after all these years"

That's what Mr. Mutsuki says, carrying the cake to his mouth as he narrows his eyes.

He and Mr. Satsuki seem to have known each other for a long time. It's a long-living species, so maybe it's been a relationship for hundreds of years.

"... by the way, Mutsuki, is it time"

"Hmm, what is it, Isabella?

"It's not what it is, you know as much as I want to say......!

Ms Mutsuki responded to Isabella's words, which had so far remained silent, clearly cluttered.

What Ms Isabella wanted to say was understood not only by Mr Mutsuki but by everyone on this occasion. 'Is it time', which means' I want to get dressed '.

Anyway, she's not in her usual suit right now, she's wearing a pretentious costume.

Specifically, it is an outfit similar in design to maid clothing, which is the work clothes of coffee shop May. Not a lot of exposure, but very cute.

Dressed like that, Mr. Isabella is shivering with a bright red face. It usually looks fresh because it's a crisp outfit in a suit.

"Why do I have to dress like this......!?

Originally, this was what Satsuki was trying to put on Isabella before we arrived.

When a customer named us arrived, I was about to get nasty once, but Mr. Mutsuki...

"You can wear it. It suits you. It definitely suits you."

That's why Mr. Satsuki lit the fire again.

There is Isabella, who trembles in her current shame as a result, but Mutsuki snorted many times happily from the bottom of her heart.

"Fair enough, isn't it? You look great."

"You won't be able to do a lot of things like age!? In the first place, my arm..."

"- If you're talking about arms, you can't tell at first glance because you're wearing gloves with sleeves that long. And Isabella's beautiful, but I think she'll look good in those pretty clothes."

"Engage......!?

In a cute word from Mr. Mutsuki, Isabella's cheeks became redder.

"You care about your arms in the first place, because there's something about losing too much decor. Your face is beautiful, of course, and your personality is cute, isn't it? I think I could dress more, and I'd be happier with that - stay!? Are you there? Don't hit me!

"Holy shit! People! Really!! Ugh!!

Mr. Mutsuki leaves the table in a hurry after being hit in a row by Mr. Isabella, who turned bright red in the face.

Seeing the two of them, Aoyagi sighed more,

"You two are lovers, aren't you?"

"There is no such fact......!

No, we just seem friendly no matter what you think.

Even a blunt me can tell. Mr. Isabella and Mr. Mutsuki are close. It's not a friendship either, as a relationship between a man and a woman.

In fact, although Isabella is beating Mr. Mutsuki, his cheeks are stained and his mouth is loose. You'll be happy to be praised by someone you like.

It's heavy when the blow sounds, but it's definitely a lightning conceal.

"And anyway, I'll get dressed already! Because it's the limit! A lot!!

When she said that while trying to intimidate her and showing her teeth, Isabella pulled herself into the back.

After dropping Isabella off satisfactorily like that, Mr. Mutsuki turns around here.

"In the meantime, I understood the situation more or less. I'll take care of my people. I'll bring you here as soon as I'm ready."

"Thank you, Mr. Mutsuki"

"Don't worry about it. Richelle isn't the only one who appreciates protecting Dark Elf territory. I think it's a good thing they protected me, too, until the place I've known for a long time isn't safe. Think of it as a thank you."

Mr. Mutsuki strokes the head this one lowered, like he doesn't care.

It was a natural operation, and if I accepted that without disgust, a reluctant grin was directed somewhere. If I didn't have flat handed marks on my face, I'd have had a good shiny face.

"As always, Mutsuki is the type to carry in."

"Ever...... Iris. You can't help it, 'cause you're in character."

"Hehe, it's the same"

From behind Mr. Mutsuki, a blonde vampire hugged him, trying to hang him around his neck.

Iris Itinose, Mr. Satsuki's partner and vampire in charge of snacks at the coffee shop May.

She can't come out on the table while the sun's up, but it's night now, so she's free to move. Looks like he was sneaking up on this one.

"Well, that's what's good about Mutsuki and what's bad about it."

"That's right. I thought you were Mutsuki."

"Satsuki...... to, fumitsuki. Are you here, too?"

"Huh. They said Algiers was coming... so it's been a while, Algiers. I'm not taking my time."

"Ah, yes. Long time no see."

In reply to a prolonged voice, a grin returned.

She, like Mr. Kro, is responsible for the waitress at the coffee shop May, Mr. Fumitsuki. A woman with dark hair and just a bunch of gray hair.

"Oh, no. What happened to Isabella? I think I went that way."

"I'm half crying, and I'm going to get dressed now, and I'm asking you to let me get dressed, so I'm lending you a dressing room ~"

"Right. Then I'll leave when Isabella gets back. Can I bring back some cake?

"It's a morsel. Fumitsuki, please."

"Yes, sir. Thank you every time. ♪ See you later, Mutsuki. I'll say hello to your customers later."

Though I've said I've known you for a long time, I guess I've known Mr. Iris and the others for quite a while. Mr. Mutsuki responded as usual to the faces of the pretentious coffee shop.

While the story is wrapping up, Mr. Mutsuki takes off the hold of his neck and Mr. Iris goes down to the floor. The grin directed at me was as cute as ever as a prankster.

"Algiers, it's been a while."

"Yes. Long time no see, Mr. Iris"

"Looks like some of your friends I've never seen...... yeah. From what I've seen, you don't seem like a bad person. Nice to meet you, Iris Itinose."

"My name is Aoba. Best regards,"

I spoke to Mr. Satsuki as we looked sideways at the two of them to greet each other.

"Mr. Satsuki. Excuse me, can I have a word?

"Yes, what is it?

"I need to ask you something later, so the..."

"Okay, let's free up some time. By the way, it's too late for both of you, and it looks like you need accommodation for a while. I'll lend you as much as you want!

"Excuse me, please"

"No. No. You don't have to apologize! There's plenty of room available!

With the same tension, Mr. Satsuki accepts this one lightly.

I bowed my head deeply, feeling nostalgia and difficulty.