The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

In my sleep, I dream.

It's past memories that come up. Experience again what is already over, in the form of dreams.

The house I was born in has always produced excellent people.

Movement, science, pharmacy, politics, economics, education, archaeology… Anyway, in all areas, the house has always sent enough people to the top. That's the Jiuyin family.

Jiuyin's house is moving the world. A world in which perceptions all over the world are so. That's where I lived.

And the Jiuyin family was a house that did not recognize anything other than "excellence".

There are only two things that sound good or unusable.

Only what was recognised as excellent was human, and what was not was where there was no place.

And I am the house of Jiuyin, a man who has never been called brilliant.

Whatever you do, you stay there.

There was nothing I didn't like, but there's nothing I'm good at. That's what I was like.

If there is something excellent about it, is it that in the Jiuyin family, where only close relatives marry and have a lot of frail physique, the body was rarely sturdy?

Move your body, or sit down and learn.

There is no shortage of one thing, anywhere.

It was quick for my parents to tell me that.

The day I visited. I remember the day it was over.

A lot of 'caregivers' visited my room that day.

Not only the housekeepers, but also the people who usually provide personal protection about my father and my mother, came to my room.

Many of the 'caregivers' have been brought in by an old man who is the head of the 'caregiver'. His name is Harumi (Hagi).

Mr. Harumi always wears a suit against a name like Japanese clothes. The day was still dressed as usual, and he spoke to me.

"Oh boy. Can you come here?"

"Do you mind if I change? As you can see, it's something to wake up from. I'm still sleeping."

"No. Come here without holding anything."

"Really? Okay."

While I felt untrained in the bed where my temperature remained, I got out of it.

It's a little weird that everybody is looking at me with an alert eye, and I laugh a little bit.

I knew what it meant for them to come here. So you don't have to look like that, even though you don't run away or anything.

I followed them, calling out to the strange-faced squire, "It's okay," he said.

The surroundings are guarded or blocked by the inflexible escorts and taken to a room they have not normally entered. It feels more like they're escorting me than I am following them.

I knew about the place.

It was not particularly hidden from people inside, that is to say, from the Jiuyin family, because it was a place for anyone to get in.

This is the first time I've stepped into it, but I've always known it only existed.

That's a "garbage dump". Where, if unavailable, it is determined that it cannot constitute a family of nine-noise is sent.

... Usually, right?

Underground of the Mansion. The room, separated by an iron lattice, seemed surprisingly comfortable.

Though I was wondering how horrible the environment is because I've never seen it before, it's more normal space than I imagined.

There are chairs, desks, and beds. Some of them were like cooking areas in the back. The floor is flooring, white wallpaper on the wall.

Maybe this room is more comfortable than mine. That was the first time I saw the view across the iron lattice.

"Do you have a bathroom and a bathroom?

"Of course, sir."

Mr. Harumi takes the key bundle out of his nose and opens the iron lattice door.

There was a high sound of metal rubbing off, unlike the overly normal landscape that lay ahead.

While I look at the deafening noise, Mr. Harumi releases the door completely and gives me words of encouragement.

"Go ahead, boy."

The size of the entrance is enough to keep your head down. As prompted, go inside.

"Let us know if you need anything"

"Yeah, I get it"

"... boy. Don't you doubt it?"

"What is it?

"It's for the beatings you're taking. You're dead now, aren't you? Why did you step in there so lightly…"

Clearly, the face of Mr. Harumi, who has done his business faintly and more facelessly than usual until he came here, was distorted.

It's not hate or anger that floats in Mr. Harumi's face, it's doubtful.

In contrast, it's easy for me to answer. It was just one word.

"Because that's the house of Jiuyin."

"... that's all, is it?

"Yeah. Nobody has any doubts about throwing away parts that are no longer available, do they?

"No one dropped me off, no words, they just killed me!? Accept that without even breaking your expression, what are you!? Until now, there has been no such thing in the house of Jiuyin! So this is how we......!!

"You brought a lot of people here so I wouldn't get away with it, right?

Anything, I knew.

I don't know how people have reacted to me being taken here before. [M]

No one in the house of Jiuyin gave anything against what could be abandoned.

Because I know so much, I have no surprise, no anger, no grief.

I know resistance is futile. I also know I won't cover it.

Above all, I know that I can't be a part of the Nine Sounds family.

So it makes me wonder if Mr. Harumi has a questionable look on his face.

The "defective" ones who have ever made pointless resistance and still have been taken here feel stranger.

"It's something I know a lot about. Then why don't you just accept it"

……

I still remember clearly changing my gaze from him to me at this time.

Because in an instant, fear filled the question that had been floating until then.

"... Perhaps you are the most broken in the house of Jiuyin"

"Right. I think I was sent here because it was broken and unusable."

"In that sense...... no. No. Let's not do this anymore. I'm scared of you, boy. In a way, more than your husband. So here, let me say goodbye."

Gachan and the door are closed and locked immediately.

Listening to the many footsteps that kept me away, I was thinking about what was to come.

You don't need to learn anymore, you don't need to drill. What we need to do as a duty is gone.

I'm already a dead man.

"... in the meantime, would you like to make sure it's comfortable to sleep"

I couldn't think of anything to do. I decided to take a nap.

… do you wear any hobbies?

I closed my eyes thinking about it as I sank my body into the bed.

My consciousness of dreams sinks and my consciousness of reality floats.

With the end of my dreams, my memory sank.