(a)

My name is Hikawa no Honosato, twenty-five years old, and as you can see, I am a very ordinary short-sighted female white-collar worker...... In other words, in the past, white-collar workers, now I am just an unemployed vagrant.

Just a week ago, I lost my job, my boyfriend from high school left, and my cat that I had had for several years died. I only have enough savings for half a month's food, but tomorrow, it's the dead end of the rent.

Running back to my hometown for help was obviously not a wise decision, my parents would never want to see their well-behaved and obedient baby daughter mixed up with this miserable virtue, and I can't imagine what kind of expression they would put on when they found out about me. But what else can I do?

Whenever I came back to my empty apartment from one failed interview after another, I would light a cigarette or open a bottle of wine, and then crouch in the corner in a daze until dawn the next day. I looked up at the white ceiling, and a thousand thoughts flashed in my head, but in the end there was only a sigh.

Looking back, my life was a life as false as a dream. It is a deformed child that is intertwined with the wishes of many others, and finally combined. There is no such thing as "me".

I live to meet the needs of others.

Studying is to make the teachers happy, not because I like to learn so much.

I chose a major to obey my parents' will, not because it was the major I wanted to choose.

Changing your outfit and hairstyle is to catch up with the trends among your friends, but I never see how these "trendy" outfits look good.

I fell in love because the other party confessed and didn't know how to refuse, not because I really loved him.

Work is nothing more than selling one's dignity and life like an animal, groveling to curry favor with one's superiors in order to get a bite to eat, an opportunity to gain a foothold in the city, and that's it. Career, what is a career?

As for ideals, this kind of thing once existed, but it was eventually swept into the garbage heap by my own hands. There lay my piano dreams, my painting dreams, my astronautical dreams, and all those dreams that once existed, but eventually self-destructed.

Because they don't meet the requirements of others, and I can't hold my ground.

That's it, the so-called "I" hit didn't exist in the first place. "I" is a piece of plasticine, when others need it, they will knead me into the shape they want, and when they don't need it, they will throw me away and leave me to fend for myself, I am a prop born for this.

All the way to now, I've never gotten anything, and I don't know what I want. Therefore, failure does not make me feel bad, it only deepens the emptiness in my heart even further. A person who has nothing will never be distressed by failure, but what is "success" for me?

Is it "success" to successfully ingratiate himself with everyone but himself?

I don't understand, there are so many things I don't understand, and I don't have a chance to figure it out. I walked alone in the twilight of the street, and then, with a palpitation without warning, my legs were as weak as cotton wool, and my body was like a collapsed stone statue, and after shaking twice, I fell to the ground weakly.

The sound of car engines, the screams of passers-by, the sound of my own heartbeat and breathing, all gradually moved away from me.

"Probab......ly," I thought to myself, "I'm going to die." ”

Death, unexpectedly, was not painful, it just made me feel so tired that I couldn't even lift my eyelids, I couldn't even move my fingers, I couldn't even open my mouth to breathe. After a lifetime of inexplicable exertion, I was finally able to sleep - this is my death, doesn't it sound bad?

I don't think I've ever resisted death, but I didn't have the intention of seeking it because it would disappoint my parents. I'm just numb, living day by day. When death comes, I can only face it, not "calm" or "fearless", just like facing my parents, teachers, friends, and superiors, I have nowhere to escape.

Unfortunately, I didn't fall into an eternal slumber as I thought.

When my eyes opened again, I was lying on a field of flowers on the other side, and when I looked around, it was all fiery red, and it was not like an ordinary scene.

"Here it is...... The world after death?"

Just as I was thinking this, there was a childish cry from behind me:

"This big sister, are you a human who can eat it?"

(b)

"That's your story?"

Nalan Yu sat cross-legged in front of Yanhua in the fire, and pouted with some disappointment:

"It's a bit boring!"

Yan Hua knew that her life was indeed quite boring, but she was still a little sad when she said it directly through the mouths of others.

After the fear in her heart gradually dissipated, she took a closer look at Nalan Twilight: young, strong, willful, aggressive, and a beautiful boy at the level of a national idol - it happened to be the type she was not good at dealing with.

Then again, what kind of man is she good at dealing with?

"You know," Nalan continued without perceiving her thoughts, "I was counting on you to surprise me." For example, the bitter drama of revenge against the murderer after losing his parents, the suspense drama of being hunted down by a mysterious organization because he has mastered too many secrets, and so on...... The result is an older single unemployed young woman? Well, it's really hard. ”

"Excuse me......" After Nalan Yu finished speaking, Yan Hua dared to ask, "I'm ...... Where?"

She had wondered if it was heaven or hell. But the reality in front of her told her that for some complex reason that was too complex to explain, she was still alive and in the hands of a vampire.

After this series of changes, she didn't know how to express her surprise...... Perhaps, it would be nice to smile, if she could still laugh......

"You are now in a paradise in a place in the far east, built for the ghosts who are not accepted by the world and common sense, and its name is ......"

At this point, Nalan changed his previous false and serious attitude, spread his hands, and said with a smile:

"Nalan Twilight's snack bar...... Lie to you. Oh yes, if you're confused...... Reminder, Nalan Twilight is me, I am Nalan Twilight. ”

Nalan Yu said, smiling, revealing the pair of terrifying sharp teeth in his mouth without hesitation, and compared himself with his thumb, looking a little proud.

"This ...... That's ......."

Yan Hua nodded lightly. Actually, she basically didn't understand anything except the name of the vampire in front of her, but it was clear that this guy was not the object she could question, and she could only pretend that she had understood.

"There are a lot of things I want to introduce to you, and I don't bother to say them one by one, if you have time in the future, you can ask someone else, now...... Hmmm......"

As he spoke, Nalan stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, stretched again, and paused for a moment before continuing:

"You'll have to come with me. ”

"Huh?"

Judging from Yan Hua's reaction, she obviously didn't understand his intentions, but she listened to Nanlan Hao explain slowly and methodically:

"Don't you understand the current situation, I took you from that monster, Rumia. Lumia grabbed you to fill your stomach, and I, of course, hold the power of your life and death. ”

"Although you are a boring person, on the whole, it is not so bad that it is unbearable. Well, compared to other guys who are hopeless and fantasize about reality, you're also a normal person. So, I congratulate you, Yanhua in the Fire, you are qualified. ”

"Qualified?" Yan Hua still didn't understand what he meant. She glared at Nalan Twilight's face through the lenses and asked:

"What...... Qualified?"

"That is to say," Nalan said, holding up a finger and smiling, "I judge that you have the qualifications to be our companion." I'm a vampire, you know what that means, right?"

She had read novels and watched movies, and naturally understood what it meant for a human to be a vampire's "companion".

But why?

What good is it for the vampire in front of him to turn her into his companion? And why her, why not someone else? I can't figure it out, I don't understand it at all.

"Don't get me wrong, young lady. ”

Without waiting for Yanhua to give a reply, Nalan Yu said again:

"I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm telling you to either be my companion or my food. First of all, I would like to remind you that you are not a special person, you are just one of the thousands of losers who can't get along in the real world, and there is no shortage of people like you in Gensokyo. ”

"As for me, I just want to add some people to my 'camp' to deal with the coming crisis. In this regard, I can have a lot of options, and you, you only have one chance. ”

"Life or death, tell me your answer!"

Hearing his words, Yan Hua lowered his head and fell silent. She knew very well that she had no room for resistance, and there was no possibility of escaping. Now that her life is in the hands of others, she can only choose one of the two options offered by the vampire. So, after a moment of hesitation, she raised her head again and opened her mouth:

"I ...... I choose ......"

"Wait!"

At this time, from the burning red sky, there was a loud shout, interrupting Yan Hua's words. When she looked up, she saw an eagle as big as a dragon flashing over her head.

Then, a pink shadow fell from the sky and fell between her and Nalan Twilight without any mistake.

"That's the end of your evil deeds, vampire!" the comer yelled at Nalan as soon as he landed. Its momentum is full of righteousness.

"Huh?"

Nalan twilight raised her eyebrows, her tone and expression were full of obvious hostility.

"Which onion are you?"

"In Shimobaraki Huafan, it's just a nosy immortal. ”