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After Hyeeun had visited my place,

I started contemplating how to explain this surreal situation to my parents.

Should I mix in some lies and act like nothing’s wrong? Or should I just tell them everything as it is?

If I could deceive them, I preferred the former.

Setting aside interference, a child’s heart desires to alleviate their parents’ worries.

Who wouldn’t want to see their parents’ troubled faces?

Yet, I doubted whether I could deceive my parents with this shoddy body.

Saying everything is fine and okay nonchalantly,

then panicking at the sight of a needle, counting rice grains when served rice, conjuring up a spell when given favorite kimchi stew.

Wouldn’t seeing such an obviously not-okay spectacle only lead to more worry?

So, I made a decision.

Let’s hold back on speaking for now.

Observe the situation a bit, then decide whether to mix lies or tell the truth.

With such thoughts swirling in my mind, I spent the day and finally, the awaited weekend evening arrived.

Dressed in the clothes Hyeeun had given me, ready to go out, I exhaled deeply in front of the entrance door.

“Phew…”

My first outing since becoming a vampire.

Honestly, worry overshadowed anticipation.

“I hope I won’t cause trouble wherever I go.”

At that moment, I wished I belonged to a different tribe.

Cancel the saying that being a vampire is better than being a goblin or an orc.

I’d rather be a goblin or an orc; they probably wouldn’t attract unwanted attention while walking down the street.

*Sigh.*

Erasing futile thoughts, I cautiously opened the entrance door after taking a deep breath.

Then, the staircase that greeted me every morning came into view.

Something unchanged amidst the changing world.

Seeing that brought a sense of comfort, so with newfound courage, I took one step, then another.

“…The beginning is always tough, isn’t it? It gets easier from here on.”

Should I take nightly strolls from now on with improved spirits?

While walking down the alley with a lighter heart, as soon as I turned onto a main road, I couldn’t maintain that ease anymore.

For some reason.

Every passerby seemed to glance at me.

Is it because I’m a different species? Or is there another reason?

After a few minutes of observing people’s reactions, I soon understood why they were staring at me.

“Excuse me?”

“…?”

“Can I get your phone number?”

“???”

Suddenly being called in English by a man whose name I didn’t even know.

Doesn’t this feel like a confession gone wrong? I began looking around absentmindedly.

Did he stare not because I’m a different species but because he found me pretty?

Damn it, how long has it been since I became a woman, and already this is happening?

In my flustered state, I vigorously shook my head.

‘I should have firmly declined with ‘Sorry’ or ‘Excuse me,’ but due to my dizzy mind, words failed me.

Just understand and leave, please.

Your garlic smell is so repulsive.

More than feeling disgusted by being confessed to by a man, I felt like going crazy because of the smell.

There’s a reason why they say Korea is a tough neighborhood for vampires to live in.

Over 80% of passersby emit a strong garlic scent. If this isn’t hell, what is?

*Cough cough…*

As I grimaced at the pungent garlic smell, the man approached, asking if I was okay in English.

No, it’s even worse because of you, so please don’t come any closer.

Damn it, stop coming closer because of the garlic smell!!!

Waving my hand to signal him to go away, did he understand that?

The man, wearing a puzzled expression, eventually gave up on getting my number and walked away.

*Huff… huff…*

The garlic scent that brushed against my nose disappeared, and my dizzy vision returned to normal.

…I feel like I can live now. I almost fainted because of that garlic smell.

Thanks to the man who just approached me, I realized another fact.

Being exposed to pungent spices like garlic for a long time makes your mind wander.

I’m really grateful for letting me know a fact I didn’t really want to know, you bastard Shibaru.

“Phew…”

Although I breathed a sigh of relief at the fact that the man gave up and stepped back, I soon realized that I raised my glass too early.

Whether that man was a signal flare or not, other men also gathered the courage to approach me.

“Oh, damn it.”

The strong garlic scent already wafting in.

I started running towards the terminal in panic.

…It was a moment when I seriously considered leaving Korea.

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[Which race is the most pitiful among all the races?]

Author: Save the Pixies

Honestly, I think I’m a pixie.

My body got smaller, which improved cost-effectiveness, but now I have to play DDR to write on my phone;;

Is that all? I got knocked out for a whole day by a cat punch after shrinking.

It’s really the size of a mouse, so I’m often targeted as prey by animals…

Yesterday, I had a breathless chase with a pigeon. I can’t even think about it again; it gives me PTSD.

I don’t know if this is right. Does it make sense that every day is a survival?

Still, having magical abilities is good. It’s only enough to protect myself.

Recommend! 212 Not recommend! 3

– Are you crazy for having a breathless chase with a pigeon? lol

– Certainly, the cost-effectiveness seems good. I saw a video brought by some guy last time, he said he was full after eating one jelly lol

– Why are these different species guys so funny lol I want to be a different species too, for real

– Hey, pixies are a messed-up race, but there are even more messed-up races than that.

ㄴ What’s that?

ㄴ Vampires. I saw the post last time, they have a ton of weaknesses, right?

ㄴ They can’t even move in front of strong-smelling spices due to their obsessive-compulsive disorder starting with sunlight and silver.

ㄴ Seeing that all the traditional weaknesses apply, if they’re not invited, they probably can’t even enter someone else’s house. Really screwed-up race lol…

ㄴ How can a race be more trashy than pixies lol

ㄴ Seriously, orcs or goblins might be much better.

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Despite a large-scale incident of inter-species transformation, the hometown found after a few months was peaceful.

After all, they said that changing into a different species is like one in ten thousand.

In a rural village where not even a thousand people live, could there be no different species?

“…Maybe it’s peaceful because it’s nighttime.”

Sounds of insects and wild boars intermittently echoed along the country road.

It was dark with few streetlights, but being a nocturnal species, it wasn’t particularly scary.

Rather, it was quiet and nice. Near the university area, there were too many people approaching emitting a strong garlic smell.

Hmm –

Enjoying the peaceful atmosphere, how many minutes had passed? Waiting, perhaps getting tired, my parents sent a text.

“Son, when will you arrive?”

Seems like they were worried that their son, who said he would come on Saturday, hadn’t arrived even late at night.

I left a message saying I would arrive shortly and chuckled.

Come to think of it, would they nag about how it’s dangerous for a maiden to be out late at this hour?

It’s adding worry, but it can’t be helped.

But then again, I can’t go out during the bright sunny day.

“…I’m here.”

Thinking about various things, I arrived in front of my ancestral home.

Unlike other houses, seeing the brightly lit house even at this late hour stirred mixed emotions within me.

Should I turn back now?

Yearning to momentarily escape reality, the desire arose within, only to be swiftly dismissed.

After all, the future is something that will inevitably be faced.

Rather than agonizing over it by constantly postponing, wouldn’t it be much better to just confront it head-on for once?

Through this encounter, there might be something lost.

But if it’s something that will be lost no matter how much one struggles, then it’s better to lose it now.

When time passes and one gains more, the things lost will likely increase significantly compared to now.

Perhaps the saying that it’s better to take the hit first didn’t originate for no reason at all.

“…Let’s go in.”

With determination in my heart, I calmly input the door lock password.

Naturally, the unchanged password.

As the lock clicked open, I tried to immediately push the door open, but…

“Huh?”

Strangely, I couldn’t move forward beyond the threshold.

It was as if the house itself was rejecting the presence entering.

“…Damn, this is that thing.”

That thing where you can’t enter a house without an invitation.

Recalling a vampire-like tradition I had forgotten, I cursed profusely.

Isn’t being too sincere only towards the vampire race a bit much? This is vampire hatred, seriously!

Or maybe the real issue is the excessive amount of negative traditions surrounding vampires?

Although the door was open, an ironic situation unfolded where I couldn’t actually enter.

Anxiously pondering what to do, I was interrupted by my brother, who sensed something amiss outside and walked towards the entrance.

“…Uh, who are you?”

Discovering me standing foolishly in front of the entrance, he asked about my identity with a rather comical expression.

Maybe I should just go back to my damn studio apartment.

Dammit.