Moonlight.

Small huts.

A faint moonlight shone through the small window, spilling on the thin figure that was slowly swaying.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, look down at the pervert!"

"Hey, hey! That's not what I taught you, the last sentence is 'bow your head and think of your hometown'! You see that people are confused and frank and have their backs right, why are you wrong? ”

"Humph! But what I see is a pervert~"

Swaggering in front of Kazama Rising Feather and looking down, Nande shrewdly looked like he was itching with hatred.

The gaze was narrow, but there was still a little smugness.

"Hah——? When did I become a pervert! ”

He sat up quickly, Kazama raised his feathers, and his silver eyes were round.

Then, suddenly, he stretched out his hand and smacked the other person on the forehead.

"Yikes! Pain, pain, pain! You bastard! Look at how Uncle Ben cleans you up! ”

Shrinking back in pain, the little guy was about to pounce between his teeth and claws.

"Oh, shrewd, you can't treat guests like this~"

"Hmm......"

Hatefully glancing at Kazama Yangyu, the small body suddenly fell down heavily.

The simple bed made a "creak" like a falling apart.

But he ...... Obviously said that he would sleep on the floor if he couldn't be a brave man...... As a result, she now occupies the position of the kite sister again! ”

Erlang's legs were shaking with disdain, and Nan was shrewd and didn't look at the orc woman opposite, but just tilted his head out of the window and looked towards the bright moon.

"It's not like I want to lie on the kite's bed and smell the smell of the kite."

Between the snorts, there is a faint fragrance coming, with a hint of the deep valley orchid-like taste.

Kazama Yangyu was slightly stunned, and before he had time to sigh at the amazing imagination of the little ghost, on the opposite side, there was a choked scolding.

"You're ......!"

Under the bright moonlight, there was a pretty face that had already turned red.

"That's what I brought up, if you're not satisfied, you come to sleep here, I'll sleep on your side, okay?!"

It seems, really angry......

"That's even worse......"

Erlang's legs were quietly put down, his small mouth was slightly deflated, and his original full confidence was a little sluggish in an instant.

"Let Sister Kite sleep with him, and don't kill him......"

"Okay, okay, admit the gamble and admit defeat, I'll go, I'll go."

Wan'er chuckled and shook his head, and Kazama got up and walked slowly to the other side.

Lean over, spread your hands, and make an inviting gesture.

"Sure enough, these little ones are still looking for you...... I appreciate your kindness, but this kind of plank really has to be laid down by a man with rough skin and thick flesh. ”

"But ......"

Obviously, I wanted to say something, but it stopped abruptly.

The cheeks, which were already red, suddenly became even more rosy.

"Hmm."

Between the mantis and the slight jaw, the kite stood up with a slight hesitation, and quietly swept its gaze towards the curtain hanging from the scene behind it.

"If you hear any strange noises at night, wake us up."

“……”

Although some of the significance is unclear, it should be ...... No problem......

Probably.

"Oh."

——————

So, half an hour later......

When the snoring on the other side is everywhere, when the long snort is like silk, it stirs the heart of Kazama Yangyu.

But the moonlight still spilled tirelessly from the window, like lovers, lingering in the wind and ears.

Let the wind feather, leisurely, tossing and turning.

Sure enough, spending the night in the same room with four girls is really too difficult for an adolescent teenager.

Although he didn't think about it, and although the three little children on the other side who were snoring like thunder were not girls at all, this vague sense of tension was still like a tide, sweeping in waves.

Is it because of the gentle and kind orc woman on the other side? Or is it because of the discomfort of spending the night in a new environment? Or is it that the wooden planks under him are too hard and solid, and they still make "creak" sounds from time to time?

Maybe...... Isn't it......

"If you hear any strange noises at night, wake us up."

The simple words still linger in my ears.

What is it, exactly?

What kind of strange sound?

It's really this sentence...... What I was waiting for was the voice that was described as "strange......

However, if it is the sound of snoring or the "creaking" of wooden boards, it should not be strange, right? Even the intermittent chirping of the crickets under the planks at that time is unlikely......

So, what exactly is ......

"Click......"

There was a slight noise, coming from the side.

Kazama raised his feathers, startled, and quickly turned his head away.

But...... No.

Nothing, nothing.

Only a white-washed curtain quietly separates the bedroom from the hall, making this small bedroom a world of its own.

On the other side of the curtain, there is a place for cooking, dining, and stacking sundries, although the dilapidated wooden door is also on that side, but the thief or something, there should be no leisure to visit this "black street" known as a slave settlement......

"Click."

But here we go again.

The crisp sound was like a bandage tearing.

As the kite said, it belongs to that kind of strange sound.

Should they be woken up?

No, no, no, if you make a fuss and cause a lot of noise, not only will you lose face as a man in the end, but you will also wake up the other party from your dream for no reason, which is too much to say.

Thinking like this, that kind of voice, as if it saw through Kazama's thoughts, suddenly became unscrupulous.

"Click! Click! Click! ……”

It's getting louder and louder, it's getting more and more urgent.

Kazama raised his feathers and sat up sharply.

And the voice also stopped abruptly.

In its place, a figure appeared.

a, a bright figure.

In this way, it was clearly engraved on the curtain, and Kazama almost screamed out in fright.

erector pililois muscles, erected in an instant.

Along with it, the arm that suddenly raised.

"Zila!"

The curtain was violently torn open.

Then, revealing a pale, pale face.

Sluggish.

In an instant, sluggish.

After being sluggish, it was that, with an angry face.

"Shrewd?!"

What appeared in front of Kazama Yangyu was undoubtedly the familiar little face.

Although it is impossible to tell which of the three sisters is specific, but such a thing as a miserable face and an expressionless stare at each other, even if you think about it with a small brain, it should only be done by the shrewd guy.

"You guy...... I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I even thought about running to scare me?! ”

Even though he deliberately lowered his voice, the stern tone did not weaken at all.

Kazama glanced at the little guy on the other side, who was still standing, and lay down again.

Lying on his side, he turned his back away from her.

"Go to bed! Aren't you going to the brave training tomorrow? If you can't wake up too late, don't blame me. ”

There was no voice and no answer.

Only, suddenly excited, the heart.

Sudden acceleration.

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

One time, one after another.

That throbbing, that irritability, like the resonance that comes from the blood.

Where, have you felt it......

At...... In the midst of that old wasteland......

The full moon, the cliffs, the blood, the cross, the black coffin, and the ...... Remembered, finally remembered!

This feeling, this resonance like blood, the throbbing in front of the vampire who walked step by step.

Yes, that evil, that cold, like ......

At this moment!

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the back of his neck.

Accompanied by convulsions of the blood reflux.

The heartbeat stops in an instant.

It seemed that there was something pressing on it, unable to move.

Only the blood in the whole body seemed to be attracted by a huge whirlpool, and along the meridians, whether it was good or bad, it rushed frantically towards the sharp pain in the back of the neck.

Then, there was another slight pause.

Kazama raised his feathers and woke up suddenly, ignoring the pain in his neck, he swung his elbow fiercely, and with all his strength, he hit the unknown object behind him.

"Bump!"

"Whoa!"

There was no imaginary sense of blow, only an ethereal shadow, suddenly swept out.

Kazama, who couldn't hold back, slammed his elbow on the discarded wood that was temporarily used as a bedboard.

For a moment, splinters of wood were scattered.

Piercing the simple hut with holes of different sizes.

But Kazama didn't have time to feel sorry now, so he raised his head and stared straight in front of him.

There, almost a meter away from him, a figure stood silently in the moonlight.

The pale cheeks were still the same as just now, without joy or anger.

"Savvy...... You ......"

The pupils, in a moment, contracted, Kazama raised his feathers, staring at the little guy in front of him in disbelief.

However, the wisp of red that still hung on the corner of his mouth cruelly told the truth of the incident.

This is...... Astute? No, no, no, this guy, absolutely not! This guy is ......

"How can you have her taste in your blood......"

Unexpectedly, he spoke!

With a tone that doesn't match his age at all.

"You, her dependent?"

"Huh?"

The inexplicable dialogue made Kazama's originally tense heartstrings suddenly relax a little.

In my heart, I trembled slightly, as if something had suddenly invaded in.

In a flash of black light, a long strip appeared in the other party's hand without warning.

Accompanied by a sudden surge of cold and anger.

Kazama raised his eyes and looked at it, and it was the vampire arm that was cut off by Durandel that day!

This guy actually took something out of his spatial bubble so easily?!

An unprecedented coolness suddenly rose from my heart.

Kazama is well aware of what this means......

Not only the actions of the other party, but even the thoughts of the other party can be easily controlled, and such an existence is fundamentally ...... No chance of winning......

"Wow, heart! You're bullying guests again! ”

The kite, who had been woken up at some point, suddenly ran over, and with a brisk walk, rushed to the dangerous existence she called "Heart".

Then, reprimanded, severely, knocked a chestnut.