#11

    All the way to meet the director of the daycare center, I was constantly being trolled by a 13-year-old boy.

    Starting with why his hair is red and whether he dyed it, to the trivial story of a kid named Duho winning a bronze medal in the school math olympiad.

    While I found it cute how he tried so hard to score points with me, I also sighed at the thought of myself being the object of a crush on an elementary school student.

    “Puhhh. Wow. The sky is shining brightly~”

    “It’s noisy… .”

    “Oh my. Since it’s come to this, why don’t you give me your number?”

    “What! … Did you hit me?”

    The little guy, who had been watching our conversation, or rather the words coming out of my mouth, intently, seemed to be blatantly excited and depressed when the topic of phone numbers came up.

    It’s burdensome… .

    I think I understand why girls get upset when a guy they don’t like likes them.

    “Ho, by any chance. How is your ideal type?”

    “… … .”

    “Our Haneul~ seems to like pretty guys?”

    “Yes, I’m pretty, man?”

    Hey, Mr. Han Gyul-woo.

    I’m trying my best to ignore that little brat’s nonsense, so why are you answering him?

    And you like pretty guys? What on earth are you looking at in me? Don’t slander me!

    Oh my.

    Look at that guy. He says he likes pretty guys, so he’s really pissed.

    Yeah, you’re not that shameless.

    “Yes, a strong and studious man is a better man than a pretty man! Oh my!”

    “… … .”

    Yes, yes. Is that so, Mr. Duho?

    I shook my head and looked away from the guy.

    Even up until the moment I met the director of the daycare center, I had Duho’s full attention.

    You know what’s even more surprising and outrageous?

    It was the little boy’s effort to create an ominous atmosphere by posing threateningly as if he was trying to protect me from the young children who were curious about the stranger who showed up at the daycare center and stealing glances at me and my older sister Winter.

    No. Can I be your girlfriend?

    Why on earth can’t I let other kids see my face?

    That guy’s absurd behavior made my older sister Gyul giggle and get on my nerves.

    I really like this girl so much. Haa….

    If I really go out here, I’m going to have a blast.

    After many twists and turns, I arrived at the director’s office.

    The signboard and the door were both ordinary.

    I didn’t feel anything mysterious.

    From the moment we first set foot in this building, Winter and I have been keeping a close eye out for any signs of something strange, but at least until we arrived in front of the director’s office, we didn’t feel anything at all.

    Did I really make a mistake?

    But, we saw.

    The little boy who guided us here and kept asking me to do something. I could feel that Duho was shaking with fear, even if it was just a little.

    The guy’s shoulders are shaking slightly, subtly but delicately.

    Where did the confidence that had been enticing me go? Even the knocking sounded polite and without any arrogance.

    ‘Is the director a very strict person? … Or is he really related to a monster?’

    dripping.

    “Director, we have a guest.”

    “Come in.”

    “Yes.”

    Winter Unnie took the lead and grabbed the doorknob, and just before she opened it, she looked back at Duho and opened her mouth.

    “Are you going to be there?”

    “Huh? Ah… . Yes.”

    “Okay. Thanks for the guidance~”

    “Yes! Oh. And there… .”

    Was it a pity to break up like this?

    The little boy hesitated and flinched, unable to even make eye contact with me.

    “B, number joom… !”

    Oh, you’re screwed, kid.

    I stared blankly at the cell phone the guy handed me.

    “Phew… .”

    Your face has ripened like an apple. So cute.

    I was originally going to reject him outright, but… anyway. I admired his courage in asking for my number so abruptly, so I wrote down my number and gave it back to him.

    Honestly, I might have felt a little sorry for him.

    I used to be a man, so I can’t help but know.

    How much courage does it take to get the number of someone you like?

    The little guy’s eyes opened wide as bright lights, as if he had never imagined that he would be able to get my number.

    He’s so excited that his breath is puffing out.

    Sister Winter also seemed to find it quite unexpected, as she whispered in my ear with a short exclamation of “Oh.”

    “Hey. Do you know how old we are? You have no conscience. ”

    “Don’t worry about it.”

    “Oh my… How presumptuous.”

    “Anyway, let’s go in. Sister.”

    “Okay, then. We shouldn’t keep you waiting too long.”

    “Hey, I’ll contact you!”

    Oh, you’re screwed again, kid.

    I answered by raising my arms high in the air without looking back and saying goodbye.

    Kkirrik. Winter Sister opened the door forcefully.

    The first thing that caught my eye was the half-closed blinds on the sunny window.

    And there was a woman sitting at the desk.

    He has gray hair and red eyes.

    The face looks younger than I thought. I can’t tell the height because I’m sitting down, but if I estimate it based on sitting height, it doesn’t seem like he’s that tall. Maybe in his mid-150s?

    When I see your face, I definitely get a feeling.

    This woman.

    It’s a vampire.

    A gorgeous face and red eyes. A small body.

    Perhaps because of the characteristics of a vampire, the aura of a monster is not yet properly felt, but at least judging by the appearance, it would be okay to say that this is the guardian’s sister.

    She looked at me and Winter over and over again, tired of it.

    Her rosy red eyes dilated slightly.

    The change in size was so great that it was difficult to recognize.

    “Welcome. What brings you to Happy Daycare? Is it for the purpose of sponsorship?”

    “Hello. Sorry to come to see you so suddenly. Special Hunter. It’s the middle of winter.”

    One winter, my older sister took out a business card from her bosom and handed it to the director of the daycare center.

    She accepted it without any change in expression, as if she had expected Winter’s true identity.

    “You are here. So why are you here?”

    “I’m looking for a disciple recently. That’s why I’m going around orphanages. If there’s a useful talent, I’ll take it. Oh. Of course, I’ll pay you handsomely. As you know, hunters only make money and don’t have much time to spend, right?”

    “I see… . But unfortunately, there is no Awakener like the one you want.”

    The feeling of distrust deepened further at the attitude of the daycare center director who rejected the request without even a moment’s hesitation.

    Of course, if you truly care about the primitives, you can refuse even if it’s an offer from a top-class hunter.

    Although being a hunter is a job that everyone admires, it is ultimately a dangerous job that involves risking one’s life to fight against monsters.

    There must have been some orphanage directors who were reluctant to send their children to such jobs.

    But how many people are like that?

    If he was someone who cared so much for Won-saeng, why would Du-ho have been trembling in front of the orphanage director’s office just now?

    “Um… Then can I take a quick look around the facility? I want to see the faces of the natives. Oh, this isn’t much, but it’s a gift. Please use it for a good cause.”

    “Thank you… .”

    The director of the daycare center smiled and accepted the envelope of money that Sister Winter handed her.

    It’s really thick. How much money is in it?

    The daycare director smiled faintly and received the envelope of money. Without even checking it, he put it in the drawer under the desk.

    “Then shall we go? I will show you around personally.”

    The director of the daycare got up from his seat and started walking.

    She was wearing a black skirt with a white blouse, and despite wearing extremely high heels, she was as short as her sister Winter.

    Oh my gosh, this woman is so short…?

    Somehow I feel like we are in a situation where we share the same pain.

    Then she passed me by and whispered something softly.

    “Hello, little brother.”

    “??”

    What did that woman just say to me?

    Did you say you were my little brother?

    Why?

    I felt frustrated by her sudden actions and followed after Winter and the daycare director.

    With a firm resolve in my heart.

    ‘I definitely have to ask this question. Why did you suddenly call me your little brother?’

    #12

    I am

    “There are a lot of young boys in the daycare center?”

    “Yes. It just so happened.”

    Doesn’t that answer seem a bit insincere?

    It seemed like Winter Unnie also didn’t like the director’s attitude.

    Come to think of it, she’s been treating us with a curt attitude ever since we arrived here.

    Just for one moment. The only time that consistency was broken was when he called me his little brother.

    And this inertia continued until we had visited all the nurseries and returned home with no results.

    Winter Unnie seemed to be quite dissatisfied with this daycare center tour, as she kept criticizing the daycare center. To appease her, I had to play along with her several times and gossip about the daycare center director.

    “Ha, this is the first time I’ve been ignored like this. But. Sky. What did you feel?”

    “I don’t think I felt anything in particular either.”

    “Really? Haa. So this is a dud?”

    “Well… .”

    “Ah! Sister. I think I left something at the daycare, so I’ll go and check it out!!”

    “Huh? What did you leave behind?? Hey!! Sky!!”

    I have to listen to it.

    Why did you suddenly call me little brother?

    My only sister is the sea?

    I’ve never once heard my parents say that they gave birth to a woman like that as my older sister.

    Bam!

    I walked back down the hallway of the orphanage I had just passed. My eyes were focused solely on the director’s office, which was tightly shut in the distance.

    I opened the door to the daycare director’s office without even knocking.

    I could have been offended by her rude behavior, but as expected, she smiled at me as if she had been waiting for me.

    “Welcome.”

    “Haa. Haa. You. What the hell are you?”

    “Didn’t I tell you? I’m your sister.”

    “Sister?”

    “Yes. We are sisters, since we share the same blood from our noble mother.”

    “Explain it straight.”

    “Oh my. You still don’t realize it?”

    “… … ?”

    “That’s funny.”

    She stared at me, stroking her chin as if she was genuinely interested.

    Her bright red eyes were so eerily cold yet so sparkling that I found myself cringing involuntarily.

    “My name is Ryu Se-hwa… . Jinjo. Elderland who received the true blood from Baldra.”

    Jinjo? Elder…?

    “In simple terms, …yes. A vampire.”

    “… … !”

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