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Yodo Hibana.

Among my beloved swords, he possessed the greatest intelligence, but instead possessed an insane personality.

He often forced me to go to war and enjoy killing people in order to have a blood festival.

The person involved said that blood was needed to break the curse and that it was inevitable… … .

To me, it seemed like nothing more than a sword that enjoyed killing.

Moreover, it was difficult to deal with due to its strong eloquence, so it was a sword I wanted to avoid as much as possible.

The name of that urethra came out of the mouth of a vampire girl smaller than me.

“What is your relationship with Hibana?”

“My family is waiting for my performance, so I’ll let you know later!”

Clap clap-!

As Rumi clapped her hands, the butlers entered the terrace and held my arms firmly.

I could shake it off at any time, but I quietly followed the butler’s instructions.

Because it was not an urgent issue that needed to be addressed even by turning residents into enemies.

“Then, oppa! See you later!”

I shook my head as I watched Rumi wave goodbye energetically.

He was a vampire whose true intentions were unpredictable.

Is that innocent look an act? Or is this his true self?

The only way to find out was to talk to him directly.

“Here is black tea.”

After receiving the reward, you were not immediately kicked out of the building.

The old butler who had guided me at first led me to a room with a view of the terrace and even served me black tea.

I couldn’t tell what he was thinking so I just stared at the tea and he smiled warmly.

“You can rest assured that it does not contain any poison. Of course, there is no vampire blood in it either.”

“I know that much.”

I grabbed the teacup and brought the warm black tea to my mouth.

The fragrant smell and slightly bitter taste spread throughout my mouth.

I am not very knowledgeable about tea, but I know the taste of tea well as I have served it many times.

The black tea in front of me was of the highest quality.

“How does the black tea taste?”

“Not bad.”

“We can provide more if you wish.”

“Do you treat each person as warmly as you do now every time you hold a meeting?”

“No, you are Lady Rumi’s guest, so we have invited you here specially.”

“I see.”

Rumi knew Hibana and even knew that I was Hibana’s master.

However, being friendly means that you should consider it as a friendly relationship with Hibana.

For details, all I had to do was wait for Rumi to come after the meeting.

“Miss Rumi’s performance begins.”

“Um.”

Rumi clears her throat and sings in earnest.

It started out with a few calm words, but then suddenly she started spraying blood around her.

The blood that was sprinkled on the floor suddenly surged upward and a human shape floated.

They grabbed hold of the various instruments placed on the terrace and began to play.

I was wondering why there were so many instruments lined up when performing alone, but there was a reason.

A stage created by utilizing the ability to manipulate blood like a vampire.

“It’s not a skill I’ve tried once or twice.”

“It’s only natural that Miss Rumi has been performing in this way ever since she settled in this country two years ago.”

Rumi sang to the fast tempo and high-pitched performance.

He often showed a cute and lively appearance, jumping up and down and waving at people.

Even though she was expected to be physically exhausted, her breathing was always constant and she did not waver in her singing.

Dancing, singing, and all other elements were perfect, drawing cheers and enthusiasm from the people.

How about “? What is the young lady’s performance?”

“It is acknowledged that he captured people’s hearts without using the power of charm or blood. But it’s hard for me to understand.”

Even considering my lack of artistic sense, the part where words like ‘pedophilia’ and ‘skewer’ were included in the lyrics was a bit creepy.

In addition, I was shocked by the ambiguous expression that he would suck up the pieces and eat them up.

As a vampire, of course it means sucking blood, but I thought it could be interpreted in a different way.

At the same time, a sense of self-destruction came over me.

Because it was proof that my idea itself was out of innocence.

Anyway, Rumi’s songs all gave off a lively yet strangely provocative feeling.

In short, it was a lyric that tempted people to attack if they could.

“Thank you everyone for listening to Rumi’s song today!”

“Ugh! It’s the best!”

“Take me! Master!”

“My blood to my master!”

“Unfortunately, that’s it for today! Have a good night! Gyao!”

“““““Gyao!”””””

The village residents showed their love for Rumi by showing off their charms until the very end, proving that they were her biggest fans.

Eventually, the meeting came to an end with the deacons in the mansion taking charge of providing exit guidance.

Rumi stayed on the terrace until the end, waving his hand to see them off, and only turned his back when the last person left.

She came into the mansion smiling brightly, ran around and ran into the room I was in.

“Yay! It was fun today too!”

“Thank you for your hard work, lady. Would you like some tea?”

“No! I have a glass of cold blood!”

“I understand. I’ll get it right away, so I’ll leave the towel here.”

“Yes!”

Despite his age, the old butler bowed politely to the blonde girl and left the room.

Meanwhile, the girl who came in on behalf of the head deacon thrust a towel at me.

“Self!”

“Huh?”

“Ehehe!”

I reluctantly accepted it, but Rumi, who was sweating, probably needed the towel more than me.

When I couldn’t figure out why she was handing it to me, the girl jumped up and sat on my lap.

It meant asking him to wipe his sweat with a towel.

“Do it yourself?”

“Hibana often dried Rumi’s hair?”

“Unfortunately, I am not Hibana.”

Hibana dried Rumi’s hair.

From this one word, I learned that she too can polymorph.

As expected, all of the swords I sold can turn into humans.

I don’t know why, but it didn’t matter right now.

“You salty oppa!”

“I’m naturally a bit picky.”

“I even gave Rumi the panties she wore… … .”

“Shall I return it? No, please take it back.”

“Ah! Are you asking me to wear it for 3 days and then give it back? There used to be a family member like that!”

“… … It’s not like that. I don’t know who it is, but I hope that bastard dies as soon as possible.”

Maybe Rumi’s underwear giveaway was created with that pervert’s hope.

Even considering the lyrics of the song, it seemed necessary to eradicate the event that gave away girls’ underwear on site.

“Ugh.”

As the desire to fight disappeared, I gently wiped Rumi’s sweat with a towel.

Whenever the soft cloth touches Rumi’s skin, she expresses her feelings by humming.

It became impossible to tell whether I had come to kill the vampire or to act as a babysitter.

“Miss, I have brought you the blood you ordered.”

“Thank you! Alfred is always competent!”

“That’s too much praise.”

“Hee hee!”

Rumi is sitting on my lap, sucking blood from a cup through a straw and accepting my touch.

If possible, I would like to leave the task of wiping away sweat to a competent butler.

But neither the girl nor the head deacon seemed to have any intention of doing so.

“Rather than that, I would like you to tell me how you know Hibana now.”

“Hibana is Rumi’s benefactor!”

“That’s it?”

“Yes!”

I felt like something was missing.

I wasn’t waiting with my panties on my head to hear this answer.

As I was looking elsewhere in despair, Grandpa Alfred suddenly opened his mouth.

“I will explain further.”

“Please do me a favor.”

“First of all, as you said just now, Hibana-sama is your inestimable benefactor. If it weren’t for him, great Vlad’s blood would have been cut off.”

“Vlad?”

“It’s probably a fairly familiar name. When you think of vampires, the first name that comes to mind is Count Racul’s last name, Vlad.”

“That sound… … .”

“The lady’s last name is Vlad. In other words, he is a direct descendant of Count Racul.”

“This little boy is a direct descendant of Count Racul?”

“Not a kid! Correct me that you are a proper lady!”

Rumi flutters her arms to express her dissatisfaction.

But I had no time to care about the girl.

Because the symbolism of Count Racul is great.

“It may be hard to believe, but it’s true. Actually, Lady Rumi and Count Racul have many similarities.”

“Which part?”

“Isn’t it common to want to coexist without harming people?”

“Symbiosis? I heard that the Count Racul I knew stuck a spear that pierced a human body into the ground and drank the blood that flowed.”

I heard that Count Racul was once revered by the people of the territory as a benevolent lord.

But that’s just what it looks like during the day.

At night, he transforms into a vampire who kidnaps Young Ji-min and brutally murders him.

“You believe it is based on incorrect word of mouth.”

“Then what is the truth?”

“I will not deny the fact that the spear was stuck in the ground. Because the Count had bizarre tastes. What the Count ate was not blood, but tomato juice.”

“Sat, tomato?”

A vampire eats a tomato. It was a sound I had never heard before.

“Count Racul was a vegan even though he was a vampire. Because of that, his life was short-lived.”

“What was the merchant’s eyewitness account?”

“I was mistaken because it was foggy. Although it was also the Count’s fault who was eating tomatoes there.”

“… … So what did the king’s knight reveal?”

“It is probably the work of those who were jealous of the Count. In fact, the fact that the Count did not participate in the event because he was a vampire became a problem.”

“How about making that fact public?”

“I would have done so if there was someone who believed in me. However, humans never believed it, and even their own people took it as a joke. Instead, he threatened me not to disparage Count Racul. Count Racul, who loves tomatoes, is his true self.”

Rumi couldn’t pay attention because she was talking to the head of the house, but Rumi had her head down.

Count Racul’s story seemed painful to hear.

“For reference, the young lady is a direct descendant of Count Racul, and she tried to get the information straight, but failed every time. Moreover, because he has a gentle personality like the Count, he is despised by his fellow countrymen.”

“Ugh… !”

“But of course, there is a banquet two days later where vampires will gather in one place.”

“… … Wait, really?”

“If it’s okay with you, could you accompany her as her escort?”

“Rejected… Ugh!”

“Oppa… !”

Rumi turns her head and looks up at me with bright eyes.

It was the innocent gaze of a child that was difficult to reject.

However, I didn’t want to work without pay.

“I will give you Rumi’s one and only treasure, so I would like you to help me!”

“Ho, may I ask what it is?”

“Rumi’s virgin blood… ♥”

[execution!]

“I’ll just help you.”

I didn’t want to be on death row.