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    ▶Another Tale◀

    This is another story.

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    [awe]

    [It was the first emotion the girl felt when she realized her own change]

    [When did it start?]

    [I no longer yearned for the world outside the shadows]

    [I stopped craving warm, soft white bread]

    [It felt like a huge hole had been ripped through my soul]

    [The girl forgot how to long]

    [And I found something new to long for]

    [It was blood]

    [The girl, who had no home, no parents, and no guardians, was ignorant and uneducated]

    [And yet I found it strange that I preferred darkness to light]

    [I found it strange that I craved red blood rather than white bread]

    [The girl ran away from her new longing]

    [It wasn’t a long escape]

    [The girl, free from hunger and deprivation, was like a flower blooming in the darkness]

    [All kinds of bugs were swarming around her, trying to covet her]

    [The evil and ugly hands that had taken away food and a place to sleep were now directed at the girl]

    [Insignificant]

    [It was the first impression the girl had of the adults’ desires that she had been so afraid of]

    [The girl realized]

    [Lack of desire is a blessing, not a curse]

    [The new desire is a manifestation of one’s innate superiority]

    [It was stated]

    [followed it]

    [A master-servant relationship was established between them as if it were natural law]

    [A pure white girl walks proudly out of the slums where screams and desires run wild]

    [hungry]

    [The smell of blood wafted from behind]

    [That won’t work]

    [Because class must be accompanied by dignity]

    [The girl was no longer afraid of her desires]

    [Now that I know what it means]

    [“I’m special.”]

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    [“I’m special.”]

    [What is the dignity that is appropriate for a special being like you?]

    [How to behave to enjoy it]

    [There was a time when she was constantly troubled]

    [Moderation was her conclusion]

    [I remember the image of the nobleman, tearing at meat with oily hands and bleary eyes, lusting after alcohol and women]

    [How ugly it is to be ruled by desire]

    [If you covet blood and power as you have, how are you any different from those beasts?]

    [I never wanted to be seen like that in other people’s eyes]

    [She was honest about her desires, but careful not to be consumed by them.]

    [“Miss, that might be a bit difficult…”]

    [I held back from completely taking away the ego of my subordinates]

    [“I’m sorry… I’m just so tired these days…”]

    [I resisted the urge to completely quench my thirst for blood]

    [It was an effort to maintain one’s status as a superior being]

    [The girl herself thought so]

    [The truth was different]

    [The girl wasn’t as special as she thought she was]

    [She was just a girl]

    [I no longer feel a lack -]

    [You can have what you want-]

    [A girl from the slums who had no home, parents, or friends]

    [It seemed like the girl’s misbehaving would continue like that]

    [However, the girl did not know how strong desire was]

    [And there were no adults around the girl to guide her on the right path]

    [still]

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    [There lived a harmonious family]

    [She received the love of her family]

    [There lived a lovely girl]

    […she received the love of people]

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    [The red sky, as if created by someone, made the distinction between day and night meaningless]

    [The city was quiet and gloomy]

    [As you enter the city gate, the first thing that catches your eye is the tall windows standing tall all over the city.]

    [tap] [tap] [tap] [tap] [tap]

    [The liquid that had fallen from the things stuck at the end of the window was flowing somewhere, wetting the city]

    [The hero followed the liquid down the street]

    [The place we arrived at was a mansion located in the deepest part of the city]

    [As I opened the door to the mansion, a dark red liquid poured out like a tidal wave]

    [Something that had been submerged in liquid revealed itself]

    [It was a mountain]

    [A mountain of flesh made up of countless pieces of meat]

    [On top of it lay a naked girl in white]

    [The red and white seem to be incompatible but they blend perfectly together]

    [The pure white girl woke up]

    [She was so innocent and innocent – that’s why she smiled sinisterly]

    ▶ Character 3: The pure white girl

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    “This is ridiculous… This is impossible… My strength… Is all I can do for something like this…”

    I know very well how severe the emotional ups and downs of teenagers can be during their stormy period.

    Because they’re grown up and it happened to me. I’ve even been through it twice.

    Is there anyone else in the world who has experienced puberty twice? In that sense, I can proudly say that I am ranked number one in puberty.

    Should I say it’s thanks to you?

    The cause of Pien’s current emotional ups and downs. I can guess to some extent.

    “P.N. Don’t be too sad.”

    He met Pian’s eyes and spoke as he sat on the floor muttering in confusion.

    “There are many other men in this world besides me.”

    This is what is called the pain of heartbreak.

    “What the heck is this…!!!”

    Pien, unable to hold back his overwhelming emotions, fell to the ground and began to sob.

    The so-called flood of emotions.

    My comfort seeped deep into the soul of the adolescent girl, opening the tightly closed emotional door.

    I gently patted Pien’s back.

    “Yeah. Cry. Cry endlessly. That’s how we all become adults by crying.”

    “My, my strength is all because of a man like this…!!!”

    …what.

    Enough teasing.

    The baby bird that followed me around.

    An emotionally unstable young lady who goes on a series of erratic journeys.

    Which of the two is Pien’s true form?

    It’s probably the latter.

    I tapped Pien on the back to ask for an explanation.

    “There! Get away from the girl!”

    It was then that Galant’s cry was heard.

    “…!”

    My body shrank like a criminal caught at a crime scene.

    It can’t be helped, Gallant is Pien’s escort.

    What if Pien goes back to being a baby bird and makes me a bad guy?

    At that time, it won’t end with just glaring fiercely and making a murderous noise with your fist.

    It was at that moment that I was wondering how to handle this situation.

    “…Wait a minute.”

    There was something strange about Galant’s reaction.

    “Aren’t you the Risir of the Bendel family? What brings you here…”

    It’s as if all the memories of our time together have disappeared.

    He prioritizes me over the Pien lying on the floor there.

    A little flash.

    Pien’s travels.

    The Journey of Galant.

    It is clear that there is some connection between the two.

    Based on that judgment, I took action.

    “I was trying to help this person because he seemed to have difficulty moving.”

    “…Is that so?”

    Galant looked quite suspicious.

    I was convinced by that appearance.

    Now, Gallant doesn’t recognize Pien.

    That’s for sure.

    If not, he would have been aiming his sword at me a long time ago and running wild.

    Now the question is how will Pyeon come out?

    “…This person is right.”

    It was an unexpected development.

    Pien asked for support as he matched my story.

    We stood up and had a short conversation with Galant.

    Gallant seemed uneasy, perhaps sensing something odd in the atmosphere between the two of us, but eventually gave in and left.

    So the situation was settled for now.

    It was settled, but my doubts grew even bigger.

    What on earth is going on here?

    Pien, who was a harmless baby bird, suddenly becomes a strange woman.

    Gallant, who was a Pien Baragi, suddenly becomes a Pien whore.

    “This, this!”

    “?”

    What woke me from my reverie was Pien’s trembling voice.

    “I helped you, right?!”

    “Help?”

    “That’s right! I could have made things difficult for you, but instead, you helped me!?”

    It was an unexpected remark, but I understood what he was trying to say.

    “Strictly speaking, that’s true.”

    “!!!”

    When I admitted it, a color came back to Pien’s face, which had been fidgeting.

    “Then-”

    “But that. In reality, isn’t it similar to the idea of a robber pretending to be grateful because he’s taking money instead of killing you?”

    “Ah, no…! What I mean is…! What I mean is…”

    After hesitating for a moment, Pien suddenly pressed his body against mine and spoke.

    “Lee, you don’t really hate Rishir, do you?”

    “Huh?”

    “I know. How pretty I am. How much men like me. Do you know that my servants are amazed every time I wash them? They say they have never seen such clear skin. It must be nice for a young lady.”

    Pien’s slender hand caressed me.

    The same thing happened just now.

    Hands that are blatantly intertwined.

    It was such a sticky touch that I wondered if it was really Pien’s touch.

    But the current touch is-

    Sloppy. Clumsy. Hesitant.

    Anyone can see that this was done with Pien’s touch.

    The kind of touch that a pure white girl who knows nothing would use to seduce a man.

    It seemed as if the sensuality I felt from Pien and the confidence that was its source had all disappeared.

    “If only Risir would… I’ll let you do whatever you want with me…”

    “No-”

    “I know it’s an honor!!!”

    Pien, who had been watching with shaking eyes, cut off the words as if he was afraid of hearing the answer.

    “How many men have wanted to do this…!”

    Then she caressed my face with her sensual(?) hands.

    “But. I didn’t let anyone. Do you see? How special a woman I am. How special this situation is right now.”

    “…”

    It was as if a child who thought he was an adult was trying to seduce me.

    It couldn’t help but be an uncomfortable situation, different from just before when the sticky atmosphere had been entangled.

    “So please…”

    Pien shut his eyes tightly.

    He stuck out his lips.

    Wait a minute. Carp lips.

    Pien? That’s not it.

    You put too much force into your lips.

    ‘I’m going crazy.’

    It’s not a kiss or a kiss.

    That’s a kiss.

    I pushed Pien away, feeling 100% guilty.

    Pien clearly expressed the shock he felt through his facial expression.

    “Why…?”

    “P.N. When you grow up a little, should I date you?”

    “What are you talking about!!! Risir, you’re eighteen years old! I’m older than you!!!”

    “Is that so? Then should I assume that Pian is my older sister from now on?”

    “Aren’t you listening to me!?”

    As I was struggling with Pien like that, I heard a familiar voice.

    “Rishir~ Didn’t you say you were going home to rest?”

    Outside the alley stood the teacher holding a basket of bread.

    “Oh. Master. Nice to meet you. I didn’t know I’d see you again today, but I’m so glad I did. It feels like I’m having a refreshing morning twice?”

    “What should I do~ Duran~ I was thinking of giving Risir a good scolding, but I completely lost that thought~?”

    “By the way-”

    The master’s gaze turned to Pien.

    “My disciple? Your lady?”

    “Ah. Let me introduce you. I told you back then, right? That I was going to have a political marriage. That person is this kid named P.I.N.”

    “Oh my.”

    The teacher’s expression suddenly hardened and he looked Pien up and down.

    “Then did I just interrupt the cozy time between the two of you?”

    “Ah, that’s-”

    It just so happened.

    I just asked my teacher for advice about something that happened.

    An innocent young lady and her escort.

    And an illegitimate child.

    About what those three people went through.

    “I think I know what’s going on~”

    “As expected, Master. There is nothing you don’t know.”

    “Then then~ Is there anything else you’re curious about~? The teacher knows everything~?”

    “Then, can you tell me my future?”

    “Let’s see, let’s see. Oh my. What’s that kid? He looks like a half-dark elf and half-human? ”

    Ouch.

    Pien’s body trembled.

    “What, what is that… that voice just now…”

    “Ah. P.N. Don’t be surprised. It’s just an ordinary talking book.”

    Pien’s gaze was fixed on Mr. Duran, who was hanging on the Master’s waist.

    “The Grimoire… expresses its thoughts so fluently…?”

    “This is a wonderful life that could be born because of our teacher.”

    “…!”

    Pien expressed his admiration with his whole body.

    The strength left my legs and I collapsed on the floor.

    Jinjo. I think I’ve heard it somewhere.

    vampire?

    Yeah, that’s right. I think that’s what real vampires were called.

    Pian is the real deal.

    I was a little taken aback for a moment, but I quickly accepted it.

    If what Mr. Duran said is true, then everything is explained.

    “Really, Pien?”

    “Oh, no…?”

    “Pien Yang~ Do you know that~? When Jinjo deceives, his blood glows red~?”

    “Is that so, Master? What color was it originally?”

    “Oh, oh, oh, oh, that’s right…! You guys are right!!!”

    After hearing the gruesome story between the teacher and Mr. Duran, Pien became lost in thought and confessed.

    “The reason why that escort named Galant acted like that – it’s probably because that child’s power was normalized to your unique color.”

    “Normalization…?”

    Pien pondered the meaning contained within it with anxious eyes.

    I left that pienne behind and asked the Master another question.

    “Then, Master. Has Pien’s power of fascination disappeared now?”

    “Seeing that a person named Galant reacted like that – I guess that’s actually how I see it, right?”

    The speaking teacher seemed a bit excited.

    “Really, what are you talking about, a ridiculous unique color? Normalizing the power of the true king.”

    “Master, not normalization, but restoration…”

    “But isn’t this a case that can’t be explained by restoration?”

    “…”

    “Hey, wait a minute?”

    The master grabbed my wrist.

    “…”

    Her graceful face, unusually, lost its characteristic liveliness and looked perplexed.

    “My disciple? Have you been drinking some kind of elixir?”

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    ▷ Character 3: Girl in White – Deactivated.

    Special benefits will be provided.

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