Chapter 995 – Whose Responsibility Is the Shame?

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Eventually, before Noctis, who had come to her senses, came knocking on her door again, Cleon brought her in for an emergency meeting.

After hearing her explanation, Noctis’ face turned pale as he recalled his memories.

“Of course, it’s my fault for not checking properly, but who makes an appointment at 11pm?!”

Noctis says.

Of course, that’s true.

That’s true… But I had to consider that the other person was special.

Cleon will sigh and speak carefully to Noctis.

“Because the other person is a vampire…”

“Suck?!”

Noctis was naturally surprised by Cleon’s words and almost jumped up on the spot.

Was he trying to shout ‘Vampire!?’, Or was it a natural sound he made while covering his mouth with his hand?

Either way, she was probably right in covering her mouth.

This was because it was not desirable for Cleon to say what he had said quietly so loudly that others walking down the street could hear it.

Noctis covers his mouth with his hand and rolls his eyes, looking to his left and right.

People looked towards Noctis, who suddenly made a strange sound, but after looking at Herti, he bowed his head and went his own way.

Noctis, who had somehow calmed his pounding heart, exhaled softly and asked Cleon.

“Why is a vampire in Asteris…!?”

It may have been her natural question, but after hearing Noctis’ words, Cleon looks at her and answers in a similarly quiet voice.

“A lot of things happened… He’s not dangerous, so don’t worry. More than that, I heard that you knew about our relationship with Maybelle, so I thought you knew she was a vampire.”

“If only I knew… If I knew, I wouldn’t say I would give an interview so easily.!!”

Yes, that’s true too.

Cleon scratches her head as if troubled by her words.

At that time.

“Teacher, what is a vampire-“

Tub.

“Noctis. I and Cleon are ensuring that she, Miss Maybelle, and her family are safe.”

Hertie successfully blocked the almost intrusion of Zita’s question.

If Zita’s words had rung out so loudly, passers-by would have been unable to ignore them.

In any case, upon seeing Herti’s words and Cleon nodding her head, Noctis let out a voice that seemed to hold back fear.

“What do you want to do? Do you want to come back at 11 o’clock?”

When Cleon asks a question while looking at her like that, Noctis flinches and trembles and asks back with a puzzled expression.

“Bah, at night…?”

“Yes. If the other person remembers the appointment time like that, I think it has to be that way.”

Should I say Noctis was worried? She answered with a disapproving expression without any room for thought.

“But our company leaves work at 7 o’clock…”

Hey.

“Is the time you leave work important?”

It was Cleon who was making a mistake without realizing it, but Herty, who was listening to the story from the side, spoke to Cleon.

“Leaving work at a set time is important for work efficiency, right?”

“Right!? After all, workers’ rights must be guaranteed!”

Noctis immediately agrees with Herti’s words.

“… What Manager Herty says is persuasive… But it’s a bit awkward for us to wait until night…”

“It can’t be helped,” Cleon added, moving.

The direction I was walking towards was the mansion of Maybelle and Berlin, where Noctis had been kicked out a little while ago.

“Now, wait a minute, Cleon!?”

Noctis will quickly run over to Cleon like a squirrel, catch him, and stop him.

“Well, the other person was no joke, he was an angry vampire!? Why are you getting angry for no reason…!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m just going to a friend’s house.”

Noctis may have become restless due to Cleon’s carefree answer… But it was difficult to physically hold Cleon down with Noctis’ strength in the first place.

When Cleon walks briskly, Noctis, who was holding on to his clothes, is dragged along like a dog walking on a lead.

And the sound of knocking rings again at the entrance of the Yanggwan.

A moment of silence.

The only sound that could be heard was Noctis swallowing, perhaps because his throat was burning from the tension.

Suddenly, behind the two, Herti, with her usual calm expression, and Zita, with eyes filled with anticipation, were standing blocking the retreat.

However, that silence was broken after a while.

When the door opened with a clunk, the boy from before with a completely grim expression appeared once again.

“Hey! Didn’t you hear what I said properly? I’m disturbing your sleep…”

But, those words won’t last until the end.

Veirlin, who had put her head out, remembering where her head was when she saw Noctis earlier, looked up at the shadow created in front of her.

There, standing there was a man dozens of centimeters taller than Noctis – Cleon.

“… What, was it you?”

When the boy spoke in a much calmer voice than before, Noctis, who had flinched from the shouting earlier, blinked his eyes and slowly relaxed his body.

“I’m sorry Berlin, I came by unexpectedly. Is Maybelle in there?”

“Ah. But… I’m sleeping right now. I’ll have to wait a bit to wake up…”

As Baylin said that, she peeked inside, and she saw Zita and Herti standing behind her.

Zita in particular looked curious as if she felt something a little strange, and then she looked at Cleon again.

“The guy hiding behind that, was he an acquaintance of yours?”

“Well, that’s right.”

When Cleon says that and sneaks out of the way, Noctis also shows her face from behind.

“Hmph…”

When Bayerlyn saw Noctis, she snorted and turned her gaze back to Cleon.

“Can I wait inside?”

“Do whatever you want. That elf sister will want to talk to you.”

“Elf sisters…!?”

Noctis responded to Bayerlin’s words by pricking up his ears once again, but-

When Beirlin looked at her with a twinge of emotion, she once again hid behind Cleon.

Then, she just opened the door and followed the boy walking inside.

Cleon tells Noctis that he can come out now, and she tells Zita.

“Zita. When you go inside, don’t speak loudly. There are people sleeping, so don’t speak loudly…”

“Violation of manners! I understand!”

Zita said her correct answer before Cleon could explain it, but her voice was twice as loud as the others.

“No, I didn’t mean to raise a loud voice at the entrance…”

At Zita’s reaction, Cleon had no choice but to sigh as if there was nothing he could do.

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“My sister usually wakes up at noon. If you want to cover the story, wait until then. Well, I can’t guarantee whether she will talk to you as soon as she wakes up.”

Noctis’s shoulders narrowed and slumped as if he had been physically pressured by Baylin, who spoke barbed words even as he served the tea.

Four people sitting in the spacious reception room of the Western building.

Cleon slightly raised his head and looked around, and felt suspicious that he could not sense anyone other than Bayerlin.

“What about Kanan and Kanon?”

“I’ve been locked in my room for several days. At first, it was my sister’s side, but she went in to stop me and got caught, and she didn’t come out either.”

Baylin shook his head and muttered, “What are you doing?”

“It’s good that you came at the right time. If you tell me you’re here, you’ll stop what you’re doing and come out.”

“I don’t think I have that much coercive power…”

Even Cleon himself had doubts about Berlin’s assessment, but Berlin seemed confident.

Anyway, as she said, she followed Beylin with her eyes as she went to call her sister, and when he left the room, Zita immediately raised her head, looked around, and spoke.

“Teacher, it’s dark in here…! It’s like underground, not above ground…!”

The curtains are so drooped that almost no light comes inside.

Perhaps because it was daytime, it was even more so because I didn’t intentionally leave the magic lights or candles on.

“Zita. That’s because the owner who lives in this mansion is a race called a vampire.”

“Ah! I was going to ask you earlier… What is a vampire?”

If Zita asks that question again as if she remembered it, Cleon and Herti will each tell what they know.

A race that absorbs magical power by sucking human blood and lives a life close to eternal life.

Basically, it is eternal and immortal.

The only way to kill such a vampire was for a fellow vampire to absorb its soul.

There are many cases where humans are prey, but in the case of Maybelle and Berlin, this is not the case because they were vampires who decided to live by cooperating with humans who existed in the past.

And so on…

Zita listened to the story with interest, but Noctis kept repeating every time the characteristics of a vampire were listed.

She couldn’t help but tremble at her situation, having entered such a vampire’s lair.

“Oh…! Then, they are similar to us! They are not people who mix in with other people!”

When Zita says that after hearing her whole story, Noctis freezes and looks at Zita.

“Eh. Is that girl not human by any chance!? I heard she lived underground!?”

“Oh! So that’s…!”

Noctis seemed to be suspicious of Zita’s identity, and Cleon must have been wondering how to resolve her misunderstanding.

“Ugh! We’re all going to get eaten!”

“I don’t eat people!”

When Cleon couldn’t give a proper answer, Noctis screamed something like that.

But then.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tat…! Cleon and Herti turn their heads towards the door after hearing the sound of someone’s running footsteps echoing outside the room.

This was the sound of quite urgent human footsteps.

And when the door to the reception room where the group was waiting bursts open, Beirleen speaks under her breath.

“Captain!… No, Cleon! I need you to come a little faster…!”

So urgent was the situation that Berlin called Cleon ‘the leader.’

“What’s going on?”

However, Cleon doesn’t tackle it either and asks back.

“That elf sister…”

Cleon, who heard what followed, nodded his head, asked the others to wait here, and then ran after Beylin.

And, the door to the room we arrived in was tightly closed, but-

“Wow, what is this magical power…”

The heavy, sticky feel of magical power.

What should I say, it was a mixture of moisture and an unpleasant smell that you get when you leave laundry for a few weeks.

“Since when has it been like this?”

When Cleon asks a question in confusion, Berlin slightly averts his gaze.

“… It’s always like this around here, so I don’t usually come close…”

“Is it always like this? Then, this isn’t the reason you called me?”

“Okay. Open it and check inside.”

Hearing Berlin say that to Cleon, he carefully grabs the door handle and turns it.

Then-

Kanon’s voice was heard through the open door.

“Sister, that’s not it! Put more emotion into it!”

“Sorry… But canon, I don’t read… Ugh…!”

Kanon (younger brother) standing on the bed and patting Kanan (older sister), who is holding a book.

Kanon, in particular, was pushing his sister around with a ghost-like spirit, as if he had been used for something.

“Speak more embarrassedly! Make your face blush!”

“‘Please eat me…!'”

“More! Thinking about Mr. Cleon!”

“Well, that can’t be possible!”

At that time, Cleon and Kanan’s eyes met.

“…”

“…! Sleep!”

Squeak, boom. And the door closed again.

“… What, what did you just do?”

When Cleon questioned Baelin with her dumbfounded face, Baelin crossed her arms and shook her head.

“… I don’t know. I thought you would know… Could it be that you’re sick with something?”

It seems like he is also the one who doesn’t understand the meaning, so he will ask Cleon.

If neither party can figure out the correct answer.

The door bursts open again, and Kanan jumps out.

“Please forget what I just said!”

If she talks with her face turning bright red.

“Yes, that’s it!! More erotic!!!”

Kanon’s frantic voice rang out.