“Ahaha, ahahahaha! What, oppa. Were you sulking over just that?”
“There isn’t a single spot on my body that doesn’t hurt.”
“Well, that makes sense. A body wrecked that badly, if it weren’t for me, you couldn’t have recovered it, right?”
While saying that, a hand subtly stroking my arm.
With strangely seductive eyes, the corners of the girl’s eyes curved into an arc.
“…Perhaps, now even that whore from Arus might be too much?”
“Don’t speak carelessly.”
I slapped that hand away with a smack and growled.
“So, what’s the answer? Are we on the same side?”
“Hmm, you worry a lot. Of course we are.”
The girl, not even hurt, hummed a tune like that and stood right next to me.
And splat, blood-red whips appeared in both hands.
“Don’t misunderstand, it’s not like I didn’t want to fight alongside oppa? But the reason it was awkward for me to step forward is….”
That sentence didn’t even finish.
Monoliths like tombstones surged from the ground. It was a number even greater than the dozens of mirrors that had all shattered from the vampire’s…