The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"Huh... I knew it...!

The squeezed words indicated that things had happened as expected.

The town of Sacranomiya, where the gentle lights were lit, was now burned by war.

As expected, the identity of the shock sound is a flock of coffins seen in the kingdom. The unwilling vampires who emerged from it are destroying the town and circling.

The countless coffins already missing contents were still engraved with a family crest of durable sounds.

Aoyagi, who was out before me, turns around and makes words.

"Apparently, he's here too."

"... Yes"

"Algiers, this is..."

"Mr. Satsuki, take everyone away"

Speaking to Mr. Satsuki behind me like that, I release a sword from my body.

Mastery of storing articles by dissolving the very presence in the blood, Bloodbox. The name of the blade I removed from it is "Dream Sleep Pity".

I lay the blade as I felt the cold feeling in my hand tame to my temperature.

"... because this is something we have to clean up"

Seeing the burning scenery, I strongly thought so.

"Let's go, silver...... no. Mr. Alger."

"... Yep"

Nodding at Aoyagi's words, I took my first step.

(9) Run toward a vampire (please) who has been deprived of consciousness by the reincarnators from the sound and has been turned into a tool of war.

Leaving the night breeze behind, the frill skirt dances. I accelerated further as Aoyagi felt the signs behind me that he had unfolded his claws.

"... sorry"

No longer, the other person is unconscious. I probably don't even remember that I was a vampire.

Still, I said an apology for what the Jiu-yin people had done, and drove the blade.

The sloppy feeling was as if it had slashed a dream or an illusion.

"Gi"

Leave a voice, a vampire soldier spreads fog.

Without looking at it, I rushed towards my next goal.

Sacranomia burns. The cherry blossoms I saw with Aoyagi are burned.

The anxiety that the promises I have fulfilled will turn to ashes drives me.

"Do this... how could you...!

(9) From a human being in a house of sound, it is also a reincarnator.

With the knowledge of the world we were in and the basement of Nine Sounds, it would be possible to build an airship based on the position of the reincarnator to whom cheat abilities were originally conferred. That's understandable.

But how can you do this in this world of reincarnation?

What the hell is the purpose of even launching an attack on a neutral power called the Republic?

There is no answer coming back where I have my doubts, only a deafening scream and the sound of destruction slap my ear. Feeling the multitude of enemies from the sounds you hear, a rush arises in your mind.

"Huh...!

The moment I remembered something tiny behind my neck, my rush turned to fear.

I choose to avoid the sound of destruction without missing the distorted wind cut.

A silver arrow blurred where I had my head just a moment ago.

"Mr. Alger!?

"It's okay, I avoided it......!

"Shit... do you still want to take this off? I knew a strong vampire was bullshit."

"... you guys are"

Point your gaze ahead. It was the men who looked familiar who emerged from the alley.

The three soldiers who fought in the dark elves, hunting down their opponents in a collaborative motion that can also be called the Trinity.

A small man in the middle has spoken by shaking the sword at hand.

"I see you again, silver."

"... Mr. Sheba, was it"

"Answer. You remembered very well. The glasses over here are Spitz and the big guy is Akita. My father prides himself on his hounding squad...... his balls. multiplied by confusion and let me get in"

Shiba, Spitz and Akita dogs.

It's just a name I think you're kidding, but now I know.

That name was given to us because we were living in the world we were born into.

"Do you know him, Mr. Alger?"

"We met before we went to the kingdom. Maybe they have our associates in their hands."

"... that sounds troublesome"

Briefly explain the situation to Aoyagi, who came this way.

I wouldn't be surprised if I got here. The method is unknown, but they should probably be enhanced by some sort of reincarnation by the hands of the reincarnators of Nine Sounds.

In front of us, Mr. Sheba roared softly.

"I didn't know you were alive from eating the explosion of your father's special array... My father said something about the array, like a bomb that wipes the subject off the other side of time and space, but is it a prototype? Doesn't seem to have worked."

"... with something a little more sturdy than people"

"Ha. Then this time I'll take that body to my father. If it's about hands and feet, you can crush it...!

"Akita, please calm down. Don't add to my effort that way. Arrows have limits."

While I was aware that something cold was flowing through my back, I rebuilt my blade.

Being out to them as well as vampire soldiers means that their opponents are seriously attacking the Republic more than raids inside the dark elves or into the kingdom.

"I won't let you do it, this time -"

"- Yes, relax?

"Huh!?

He stroked his body with his fingers from behind, trying to put in strength for battle.

When I jumped out in a hurry, there was someone I knew who laughed at the face where the prank had succeeded.

"Mr. Iris......!?

"It's not just that."

She was right, Mr. Iris wasn't the only one there.

Mr. Kuro, Mr. Fumitsuki, Mr. Shino and Mr. Satsuki.

All the employees of Coffee Shop May were there.

"Why..."

"Anything, if your self worth is about to be destroyed, that'll come out. Shut up and get some sleep."

"That's right, Algiers! It's a cro walk course around here, so if it breaks, you're in trouble!

"That's right...... Satsuki will be costly to repair if she breaks down the store too, and it will be difficult for customers to break down their homes as a result. Sales matters."

"Sisters, no, I think you can be a little more nervous..."

Mr. Fumitsuki shouted, but everyone else had a cool face.

It's as if this isn't a battlefield or anything, it's even airy enough to make you feel like it's your usual workplace, and Mae's employees are as usual.

Mr. Satsuki smiles and slaps his hand. As if that were a signal, the employees deepen their grin.

"Well, then, ladies and gentlemen, shall we begin?

"Well, business doesn't pick customers."

"But you have a right to hold back rude customers, don't you?

"That's right. Sometimes, that's what happens."

"Wahoo! Let me go!

They stepped forward in an atmosphere that seemed to even say welcome.