《Honestly I'm A Good Vampire》Chapter 9- Bright and Dim
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September 11, 3210 G.E
12:02 PM
「 Hmmn? I feel a sudden change of air now... hmm ah nevermind 」
Moment of truth. A bright flash of realization slapped me in self-delusion.
Speaking of a bright flash, I sense something wrong time after time.
Reversing to a bit high of self-esteem, the reason is... bringing spoiled by the kindness of people around.
Saying differently...
The mind of a person greatly influences anything with himself/herself and,
Mine was somehow (?) in particular, chaotic these days.
Wondering what the hell I growled over?
Well, if I put it in short, synchronization of personalities between me and remnants of the real owner of this body.
Honestly, I couldn't comprehend what's the metaphysical explanation behind it.
A kid in the most horrible way of living, uneducated, and then, she was somehow gained progressive persona.
Personally, doubt, I must gain several years of life experiences, right?
Then I skipped instantly? From a kid to a full-grown (not so) teenager?
As a matter of course, before me is a reality, not a long nightmare.
Confused with possible conclusions, well... I evolved into an earth-shattering physiological development.
Mine and hers are distinct in existence. Absorbing her whole personality as mine implies only rudeness. Furthermore, out of conscience.
Needless to guess the person who's been dramatic inside here now.
Turmoil within is obviously out of my awareness.
As if hatred brought up from deep inside my chests about past world thoroughly for selfish reasoning.
Am I getting walk-in wrong path?
Jealousy grew out of nowhere, treated with such kindness then change attitude by reversal bit a bit.
Rudely side, the attitude of always tends to be down, and now boasting her personhood, the nearly-perfect look, cheats, and uniqueness of vampire being.
In the first place, certainly not mine. She developed it, her persona.
Leniently, though I reincarnated in another person's body, where I positioned right now, I shall carve it in my soul not to bite the pride as if this world rotates for one person.
Thoughts like merely a "compensation" for having a hard time in past pathetic life and enjoying it to the fullest for this justification, are out of the question. There are moments like this curling in my mindset. Calls of temptation like they said.
Commonsensical, "It's better to move forward rather than relying on self-predicted future"
I don't know who or what I'm talking to right now, I can't restrain these feelings and share them with you, a non-existed third party. At the very least, I wanna make lighter the weight I carry.
This new world, my parents now and Margarita-san, also the other people I don't know fully, I must repay them, not abuse them. More importantly, the other Hanaka gave her trust to me even though a stranger and unknown soul overtook her body and societal position.
And she whom I gave my utmost respect, supplements my lack of knowledge.
The weight of gratefulness within me couldn't intersect any line of such people's tutelage.
Though not in point of exerting awkwardness here.
But,
The events where you lack the sense of identity and randomizing any routes to take are what I fear of my being.
I am afraid to become a person I didn't want to be. And hurt people around.
Sense of righteousness or morality I mean, is the only thing I clinging to anywhere I breathe.
Not a saint nor your heroine, being boastful is out of the question again.
Thankfully for retaining that 'sense'.
And I must be brave enough for them, I love them greatly the exact or more level to myself.
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Utmost importance, for now, is to stride forward and live accordingly in righteousness.
By the way, the senses I said are my rules/principles of life.
I detest arrogancy!
I despise supremacism!
I loathe vulgarity!
I hate...! I hate...!
...
Wait, what was I arguing for? Then what's the basis?
My former parents? Or...
My head was is in an unmeasured state of disarray. Ughh
「 My dear, are you feeling unwell? 」
「 Ah no Mother, Uhm... how I... ? 」
「 You lost my dear, it seems your thoughts wander through the moons fufu~... and please make your way gently 」
It seems a big part of me, held a large amount of hatred for prejudicial distinctions between people in terms of power and origin.
Hmm~
By hand, she hides her laughter expression. Without that fearsome (awesome) look tattoo, she can hold a candle against world-class beauties.
「 As expected, Mother is so beautiful. When you do smiling Mother, it increases your charismatic aura by a hundred folds! What a blessed by seeing such a scenic view! 」
「 Fuhahaha!... My dear daughter, don't flatter me much. I hope your Father had that level of sweetness, right? fufuu~... 」
A big smile of mine in return, as always of Mother's jolly side. Let's forget negative vibes.
「 Gelli-chan! Coconut milk for two! 」
「 Right ahead Quinna-sama! 」
She bowed and left then return with two high cups of viscous white liquid. Hmm...
「 For both genders, your quite a beast fufuu~... 」
Then again, she covered it. Nonetheless, she's quite peculiar and there are times I didn't get what she means.
「 Uhmm, pardon?... 」
「 Don't mind it, let's drink! 」
「 Mmmm… delicious 」
So this drink is coconut milk? Looking through the menu posted, it seems the concept of culinary doesn't exist even in our house, or maybe, only chefs monopolized recipes. Though, I don't know if such a person exists too.
「 Thank you Gelli-chan! Another one please 」
「 Me too Gelli-nee-san 」
Now I spoke in that way, honorifics are expected to be used in day to day conversation. Unexpectedly, it's identical to the word "Anze" or somewhat that rings the bell.
Well, incessantly chattering is enough.
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Next to them, two tables right in the row, Randella stares at Hanaka as if scrutinizing a suspect in crime from head to toe and gave a sharp look.
Of course, no ulterior intentions nor hostilities. In truth, she'll be noticed ahead with that.
Somehow Quinna in another hand, capture these scenes momentarily and gave a deep sigh in the end.
「 Randella-chan, come here, join us 」
「 Uhmm… uh… if you insist Quinna-sama 」
Randella Von Warv, eldest child of couple Baron Joss and Baroness Laire. Even though she was alluring and captivating in her ego, she's an orange noble lass typically.
Indeed, a typical noble lass spoke in storybooks' settings.
「 What's with that look ahh? 」
「 You look also to her a while ago, don't you? Randella-chan? fufuu…」
「 Ah eh it isn't Quinna-sama you think, yes the feeling of curiosity, she's getting livelier and… not I meant it to insult but for the first time, I see her in daylight 」
「 Now you mentioned it. A nocturnal as what they called to her, right? We got her medicine and fortunately, she's getting well. Thankfulness for the Divine Creator 」
「 Is that so…
Hey, hmph! 」
Shamefully at the edge of the tunnel, Randella averted her eyes from Hanaka's piercing stare.
「 You're looking red so I thought you mad at me or you got a fever, my apologies for what I said wrong to you earlier... Randella-chan 」
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「 Ah… 」
Beside of tomato complexion, she let out an idiotic moan.
「 Hmph…! apology accepted, I'm not mad, and don't call me Randella-chan, just Randella! get it?! This great woman is older than you! 」
"What a nice catch you there, the way she converses is romantic yet and more dense than I thought. Poor heart Randella" Quinna lingered in her mind.
「 Randella? 」
「 What?! 」
「 Can we become friends?... Randella? 」
Silence in mere seconds…
She turned back and left abruptly. Did I say something bad to her again? Or is it connected with the former Hanaka herself?
「 Don't worry my dear Hanaka, you'll get acquainted with her soon 」
「 Thank you, Mother, 」
Just like that, replied with a simple smile. That's an encouraging mother for you!
I'll talk to her sometime, I guess. Ohh…
「 Mother, I forgot to ask Father if I can uhh... one request at the board. I would love to venture into Calci dungeon! It's fine even a kid's quest 」
「 Well, you forgot something in that regard, my dear 」
Uh oh...
「 A night wondering outside without our permission? Your dear Father knows this already, you realize? 」
「 Uhmm… I, sorry for my insolence! 」
「 Well, young ones got curious about cool things, so it's normal to explore new experiences but next time, you must tell us first. We didn't restrict your freedom, like any parents, we afraid too」
「 Certainly, I swear! 」
「 Hmm, take a look now 」
「 Yes! 」
Front of Dungeon Requests Section, I instantly read pinned parchment papers in moderate numbers placed well according to the difficulty star rating and drop star rating. Regardless of those posted above, I can tell they take a long time in the process albeit preparations required. I caught a glimpse at a familiar one.
All together for one reason and goal are drops either materials or consumables. Another reason why simple meals only exist? I guess.
「 Mother can I pick this? 」
「 Hmmm well, obviously simple for you 」
Of course, I wouldn't bet my luck due to uncertain risks that may show up while venturing.
Greediness can kill you after all.
Once at the counter, a purple maid came upon, tidy up paperwork professionally as if usual day task. Wow.
「 Quinna-sama what may I assist you? 」
「 My daughter's first quest in history! 」
I felt drum introductory beats nowhere here or there.
She gave the parchment paper and accessed by Nemma-neesan in one blow and even didn't bother by her proudly tongue in courteous response.
I felt assured and a magical circle pop under her right hand. Is there a silent casting ability? I think?
A strange phenomenon appeared, entangled bluish-green flames then vanish momentarily.「 Done. There's no time limit and fees of failure so please feel free without concern, Hanaka-sama 」
I replied to her with the same bow and smile.
「 Quest:
Search for 2 or more Gelatins, and 10 or more Lollipops.
Source: Slimes
Area Nearby: Calci Dungeon's 1st Floor
Reward: 5 silver 」
「 Accept? Yes/No 」
「 Yes 」
Pop up window then click on the yes button, that's it. Infinity symbol displayed in the upper right corner, and lower right for quit button. Kind of link between my platform and the quest itself, authenticity proof affiliated with this guild. Amazing!
But, regarding payment, silver coins are secretly out of bounds for me though.
Terrible truth last day, Mother warned me not to touch anything silver-made stuff even a milligram amount of it. Or else, my direct-contact skin will burn up to the third degree.
What a terrifying weakness, though acquiring silver resistant ability ended up only on my bucket list till now. Someday.
「 A deep gratitude from myself, Nemma-neesan! 」
「 I would treasure such lovely words, Hanaka-sama 」
「 If I may wish, please call me Hanaka without honorifics Nemma-neesan. Farewell 」
「…」
Ohh, the Blackwells sisters, cousins I mean also their parents. Put on wide cute smiles and enthusiastically moving their right hand to and fro at us. Likewise.
No matter how you look at it, their kinship had a good constitution, black eyes, black-haired and wore black clothes. But why it so? Perhaps, favorite color, felt comfortable with or cultural fashion. Mostly, each person had a sense of identity wherever they go by color preference.
Margarita-san, Randella, and Mother too.
If I wear pure white clothes, then only my crimson bloody eyes stand out.
And back to senses, I was slightly agitated whenever I caught a glimpse of adventurer's piercing looks. Fortunately, Mother is on my side, perhaps I should have been more tolerant from now on.
Behind my back, Mother seems to be giggling at something and stand there right now. Randella.
I knew she's quite outrageous yet so calm around herself by intangible means. The sole intention of why I eager to establish a friendship with her. Until then.
An unexpected was brought upon me when we called back to Father's office.
「 My deep apologies, young Hanaka 」
The two in partner bowed slightly after, which shivered me in the spine a little.
「 The Hermis bird arrived a moment ago from royal capital, a letter from his Majesty and embedded with an emblem of approval in it 」
「 As Tom said, your plan uhm… 」
「 Sounds good, so we got big help from his Majesty and I wouldn't mind it for cancellation but why you two look terrified? A bigger problem than goblins, I guess? 」
「 The bigger problem is that womanizer evil prince! I hate him, he took my niece and..! 」
「 Tom, please calm. As a Viscount, maintaining equanimity is essential, right? And above all else, you do it in front of my daughter」
「 My bad… apologies for both of you 」
「 Fine. 」
So, Guildmasters are much superior in political power than that of nobility. I wonder why royalties are not so. My speculation is true, they held tremendous power and strength…
「 Hanaka, please listen. You and Margarita must leave as soon as possible, I'll prepare anything necessary for your travels. And… pursue dreams at Academy 」
「 Uh.. 」
「 Dear, what's on you? 」
「 You know Quinna. Lately, Prince Namon married his 126th mistress and 38th wife on the next day of that. We don't want our daughters to be like… 」
Door creaks, I knew she heard all of it from the start. This is my first time seeing her emotionless countenance.
「 Margarita, come closer to Hanaka. Hugh, they are indeed beauties, undoubtedly. 」
「 Uhm... Uncle? 」
「 Quinna my wife, for their own sake, please prepare yourself. Margarita, Prince Namon with his 1st regiment will go here in town for Goblin Extermination. Once he caught a glimpse of you two, no matter what it takes I'll fight him even he's Rank S. 」
Rank S... huh, good news but pretty bad for us as I heard about him.
「 Uncle that's not what we wanted. What time we'll leave?」
「 Midnight, please prepare too. 」
「 Quinna-san, we knew how hard it is to for a mother but I rather send them away than the worst-case scenario. 」
Mother slightly nod. The same goes for Margarita-san, unable to read what's she feels.
How can I make her happy again? Hmmm… right! That's it!
「 Father I took a dungeon request 」
I push this to bring in a memorable experience with Mother. Father's young face seems wrinkled in thoughts. Transforming him from youth to an elderly beastman.
It was a wizened old man, deep in thought and he knows my intention too. Then back to his prime age.
「 Give me and your mother a present 」
He pointed his forefinger right to the table.
「 Yes, we would love to get a present from you. 」
I took a glance at Father. He was once again tough with high stature, and a fearless man. Slowly, his request sunk home and I closed my eyes and silent for seconds.
「 A present 」
I mused with a smile.
「 Absolutely Father! 」
「 Surely it was a tempting idea 」
She persisted, a faint smile shown on her lips. Margarita-san too.
「 Ugh, from the start I mustn't be here 」
The Viscount embarrassed and pouted! I can't hold it
「 Hahahaha 」
We laughed and fill the grieve with a new way and goal.
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