The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... So Mr. Alger is going to the Republic?

"Yep. Sneak. Because I don't want to stand out very much."

"That's why you were headed for that mountain. It's true... beyond Maritat, it's the Republic of Yotsuba."

"Mug?"

"Maritat. It's the name of that mountain."

Kuzha answers that as she shuts Zach's mouth.

The little Zach she's dealing with right now is a simple tool holder she let make into a split while she's eating.

The string passed is a single string, the type to be worn on the shoulder rather than carried. One shoulder, is that it?

What's inside is dried meat that you can't put in a bloodbox, or it's more convenient to take it out right away.

"So let's go for a helmet"

It's Maritat.

"Right, I'm sorry. Then I'll call Neguseau."

"... you know, I also thought yesterday, that's that horse's name, okay?

"Yeah, I put it on. Confidence."

"Mr. Alger... No, that. Nothing."

I almost said something, but Kuzha ended up pulling in.

It didn't seem like an important story, so I call Neguseau. [M]

Come on, if you remember it lightly, it'll pass on, so all you have to do is wait a little.

It didn't take long for a black fur called blue hair to show up before us.

With an elegant yet somewhere powerful run, Neguseau comes here.

Slightly slowed down and finally stopped right in front of me. That trick, which gently snorts when you stroke your face, seems somewhere satisfying.

"You kept me waiting, Algiers. You look great in those clothes."

"Thank you. Neguseau, do you need a meal or water supply?

Let's just get some water.

"Understood."

Take out the bucket I have about a hug in my hand from the Blood Box and pour water into it.

I don't exactly remember the total amount, but Oswald-kun secured a fair amount of water in the forest he protected, so you won't have to pay attention to the rest. If you get less, you'll know just fine.

Horses do mean that you should drink about twenty litres of water a day, so this is a necessary consumption.

I have little need for food and water supply, so just give Neguseau and Kuzha water and food. There must be plenty of room until we cross the border and reach people.

When it comes to food, Neguseau most of the time eats grass around it, and Kuzha says she can hunt enough wildlife, so she won't have to worry more than water.

"Do you need a replacement?

"No. Enough."

He seems satisfied, so he collects the bucket into the bloodbox.

Now we're ready for the streets. Something unexpected happened, but there wasn't a particularly big problem either.

I got Ning Ro clothes, so thank you. It's time to leave.

"Mr. Alger, you know what your horse says."

"Yeah, because I have the language translation skills. Kuzha, get in the Neguseau."

To be honest, walking is a pain in the ass, kid, but I feel bad about letting girls walk and just horses myself, too, and I encouraged Kuzha.

It hasn't been six months since I was born a vampire, so I'd be younger than Kuzha when I said it in years.

I don't know her exact age, but it shouldn't mean she's younger than me first.

It's just that if you count from my last life, it's about time I turned twenty.

Physical age is young, but actual age or soul age is older.

If you are asked which way to treat yourself, you are still more likely to think about the age you actually live by.

I want to get on and move around if I can because I got my feet, but as an elderly person, I should give priority to children.

Sometimes when we're adults, I ride as a privilege for the elderly, but they're kids.

"I'll walk."

"If that's the case, there's no problem. Mr. Alger, can I have this, please?

Kuzha nodded once satisfactorily when she received Zach, who was inadvertently handed over.

Keep your yellow eyes closed, and she'll get her breath ready.

I wonder what you're willing to do. When I wondered, Kuzha's body had already begun to change.

The body of the original little girl shrinks even further. No, it's not just shrinking. The shape of the limbs and face is obviously changing.

For walking on all fours, not bipedals.

Not in the face of a girl, but in the face of a beast.

The Japanese garment wraps around the whole body so that it is stretched out and becomes fox-colored fur rather than red hua.

When all the changes were over, it was the fox there.

"What do you say? You can ride Mr. Neguseau with me on this, right?

The fox looks up at me and says that somewhere proud.

I'm a little surprised, to be honest, but it does look like this would be okay to get together and ride Neguseau.

"Neguseau, are you okay?

"I don't have a problem with the two of us riding originally. If you're going to be lighter and smaller than that, welcome."

I got permission from Neguseau, so I'll get on his back. I just checked my butt position, and Kuzha came.

Kuzha-chan calmed down like she was caught between my thighs. She left her back in this belly, exhaling satisfactorily,

"Mr. Neguseau, are you okay?

"Neguseo. Like Kuzha's position, are you okay?

"I don't even have to get my nails up."

He said, "You don't even have to get your fingernails up."

"I'll do you good."

"Well, let's go."

Kuzha and Neguseo can't have a conversation, so I can act like a translator to improve mutual understanding.

I have language translation skills, but they don't, so I can't help it.

"I'm going to bed, so make sure you get the rest right."

"Are you going to sleep on your horse!?

"That's right. Vampires can't help unless they sleep on horses regularly."

"You are...!

"Algiers, don't tell lies"

"Look, Neguseau says it's true too"

"I didn't tell you!?

"If you're even going to say it to your horse, that's for sure!

"Don't believe me, girl!?

Oh, I don't know what to do. This could be pretty interesting.

Ignoring Neguseau, who shouted at him to correct him, I closed my eyes with a half laugh. Come on, Neguseau.

Speaking of which, Neguseau has been calling me "Algiers" for some time, but why not? Well, I don't care. Good night.