I Want To Escape From the Vampire’s Blood Bag

13 – Resolution

The dormitories at Lachesis Academy have different facilities for each class.

Even though it is the 3rd class dormitory, it is a private room and comes with a kitchen.

The Royal Class with Lane even had a private wine cellar, so that’s all I said.

Nominally, it is said to motivate and promote learning. That doesn’t apply to a nerd like me.

-♪♩♫♩~

Floria hums from the kitchen.

I chose Floria as my caregiver.

Eliana returned coolly, while Lane returned with an expression that was incomprehensible.

The reason why I chose Floria is simple. Even if it was a little rushed, it was because I needed time to be alone.

‘porridge?’

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Judging by the smell of Mieum, I think it’s probably making porridge.

Followed by Floria’s impatient voice.

“wait please! It’s going to be delicious!”

I calmly called her name.

“Floria.”

“yes? How are you? Where are you uncomfortable?”

Floria sprinted to the bed where I was lying.

I asked, running my hand through the soft sheets.

“Do I deserve a favor?”

“yes? What do you mean by that? of course…”

“The first favor I received. It was a piece of bread given to me by a demon child who seemed to be the same age as me. It was a very bad bread, with mold visible here and there.”

“Hayu-nim?”

She looks at me incredulously, as if she doesn’t understand my intentions.

I continued talking.

“When I was young, I starved for several days and nights, so I ate in a hurry. It had nothing to do with mold or anything. Even thinking about it now, I remember how delicious it was.”

“ah……”

“And I was beaten badly for staining my master with blood. Until you vomit up all the bread. And I found out later. The kids who gave me the bread were aiming for this situation and playing pranks on me disguised as goodwill.”

“…don’t say that. It’s a difficult and sad past… but I’m always on Hayu’s side!”

I look into Floria’s eyes. Purple eyes like amethyst.

I don’t have the skill of mind reading, so I can’t tell if her words are sincere.

“Eating porridge will give you energy! I’ll bring it!”

Floria went to the kitchen as if avoiding my gaze.

“Floria.”

“……”

“Are you hiding something from me?”

For a moment, Floria stopped moving.

I was roughly guessing. A response that seemed to anticipate the friction with Rain. For some reason, there are frequent encounters by chance starting from the airship.

…I can’t be sure, but Floria is hiding something.

“I do not know? Did Hayu hate carrots? I did add carrots…”

The first doubt was the likability.

It was said that there is definitely a favorability system, but even though there were so many points of contact with Floria, the status window for favorability does not appear.

Even Eliana, whom I met briefly, had a status window about her pop up.

Of course, this was just a coincidence.

But, crucially, it was a dream I had just had.

– I found it.

– I found it.

– I found it.

Day of abundance. The owner of the voice you found. Although the tone is a little different, it is definitely Floria.

I don’t know why, but parts of my memory are sparsely erased.

Like missing a piece of a puzzle. It’s obviously intentional.

Of course, I also remember the happy part. This is also not a lie.

Secretly stealing wine from Floria and festivals, getting drunk, avoiding people, playing masks, and watching festivals together. I got drunk on the atmosphere and even allowed skinship.

The moment I woke up, those memories were mixed together, creating a strange sense of deja vu.

“What should I do with the liver? Hayu-nim is now physically and mentally exhausted, so it’s easy to eat…”

“Please answer me.”

“Well, it’s embarrassing, but I can feed them myself, right? I don’t know if it will fit in your mouth. Anything good for the body…”

I got up from my seat. Pain is felt all over the body.

and stood behind her. Floria was slightly smaller than Lane, so she was completely covered by my shadow.

Her slender shoulders were trembling slightly as if they were about to break.

“..why are you being nice to me?”

“Hayu-nim… first of all… calm down… calm down. You must have suffered from yesterday’s pain…”

It was hard for her to make eye contact with me, so she muttered in that posture.

I answered softly.

“I am calm now.”

“Well, then… First, start with porridge.”

She poured the porridge into a bowl with trembling hands. It is a warm-made porridge.

Instantly, I remembered the sweets the saintess had given me.

“I don’t think I deserve to eat.”

Only then does Floria look back. Tears were preparing to roll down the fine lines of his face.

“No! I made it with my sincere thought for Mr. Hayu…!”

“……”

When I was silent, for some reason, Floria began to cry and apologize.

“I… I am. I’m sorry…”

Drops of water fall as she lowers her head.

“Don’t apologize now. I don’t even remember everything.”

– Warak.

She grabbed me by the waist and hugged me.

“uh?”

I didn’t expect this.

“Can I tell you a little bit later…?”

“……”

later, later

I left her room without answering.

* * *

“I feel like shit today.”

After thinking about this and that, I have already arrived at the quarter class dormitory.

I don’t know if I was hoping that Floria would deny it a little bit.

But it’s better to get hit quickly, I hope this is the right procedure.

“…this.”

In the hallway of the dormitory, Eliana was walking.

When she found me, she quickly came over to me and whispered.

“do not worry. Because I have no interest in eavesdropping. but.”

“??”

“Even if it’s a relationship with eyes, I guess there are guys I like. I was on patrol.”

Is it even the vice president’s authority?

“okay. Then I will excuse you first.”

As I try to turn around, she stops.

“You came earlier than expected…Are you feeling okay?”

I ask indifferently.

[※ Aftereffects: The caste’s stats decrease by 70%.]

[Remaining time: 16 hours 30 minutes 50 seconds]

“Not quite yet.”

“I saw him pulling a wagon up. She is too cruel.”

“Is that cruel enough?”

As if my answer was surprising, Eliana said with her finger on her chin.

“Um, didn’t you know? I usually use transport boats except for my personal luggage. Servant taming is a pretty childish bullying that has been around for a long time.”

——————

will come not too late

——————

So, did you intentionally hit me? Like leaving a note.

“I… didn’t know.”

“Is that so? The article doesn’t say anything. I still don’t know your intentions, but I acknowledge your loyalty to my master. Apart from that, the seed’s fault is also my fault. I’m in big debt So I want you to…”

His dark blue eyes, like the ones we met at the entrance ceremony, showed an upright conviction.

“…I intend to save it somehow.”

He really likes the word salvation. I wonder if it’s not a knight, so maybe it’s a noblesse oblige.

Anyway, I don’t know if I can get caught up in this.

“Thank you for caring.”

The conversation ended with my dry answer.

‘ha.’

Leaving her behind, I stood in front of my door.

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Just like the day I heard the news that I was going to the academy.

saint,

– Mr. Hayu!

lane,

-Is it mine…?

Floria,

– I found it.

I feel like I’ve been betrayed by something.

Like a child who believes in Santa Claus, I wanted to believe until the end, but it feels like something precious has been taken away.

Of course, there is no favor without reason.

Even if Floria is pure sympathy by memory without shadows, I cannot continue to receive that feeling.

After all, my essence is to clear the game.

A little more cleverly and selfishly, you have to gain favor with humans and become stronger by accumulating seven deadly points for Kwon-ju.

Isn’t that the reason why this academy was founded?

“It’s a real Manggem-like situation.”

First of all, let’s take a break today. I’m not feeling well either.

-Kiik.

I opened the door to my dorm.

“…?”

there was a lane And that too while slightly perched on top of my bed.

For a moment, her surprised expression changed back to expressionless as if nothing had happened.

“Because I need to know where the servants live.”

“It looks like there was an example model of the room structure on the first floor.”

“……Isn’t that what you might be hiding?”

Well, I didn’t have any private life in the mansion either.

-widely.

I put the basket I had received from Lane on the table and removed the white paper covering it.

Healing pills, potions, even urgently available treatment kits. And there was a heap of papers.

Pretty generous for a gift given to a ‘thing’, right?

“Now… wait!”

“?!”

She snatched something small from the paper.

“?”

I looked at the pile of papers left with my doubts. It’s roughly about the academy registration.

“The manners of a cultured servant…”

“I have it set.”

“…Ah yes.”

“Let’s apply like that.”

Like the first course established, there were only a handful of servant classes. However, there were many subjects that participated in joint classes according to the owner’s practice time.

This is a tool for the owner.

“So as not to discredit the name of the Asfondel family.”

Of course, since Lane did this, it would save me the trouble of choosing a subject.

the problem is…

‘It’s more serious than when the course registration was at its peak…’

I checked here and there, but none of them fit.

Considering the distance between the Royal Class and the Quarter Class, considering the travel time, there is no break time or lunch break at all.

If you tabulate this, you’ll get a full chessboard pattern.

“Please wait on time.”

kick. Laughter comes out of the resolute voice. I made this completely to myself.

When I was an undergraduate, I only saw timetables like this in Internet humor, but never imagined I would become one.

As expected, blood bags like me… I guess so. Because it’s been like that since before.

“All the materials needed for practice are written down. Be sure to understand and bring it.”

“yes.”

“…Specially tomorrow, I’ll allow you to rest.”

“yes.”

Tomorrow… wasn’t it course registration day anyway?

I have a headache because of the aftereffects.

Her orders, as usual, are scattered in my head.

“You don’t need to eat lunch anyway, do you? So I left it out.”

The whole body throbs and hurts.

It feels like something inside me is about to break.

“I’m going to do what I feel like for dinner, so it’s better to look good.”

Lane stood in front of me with a haughty expression.

It’s a look that can’t be hidden even with heinousness.

“It will be an honor. The owner cares so much. Should I answer?”

“……thank you.”

[Acquire 1 point of Seven Deadly Sins: Stinginess from ‘Arain S. Aspondel’.]

Thanks, this is sincere. I was a fool who hesitated until now.

I forced myself to swallow what I wanted to say.

‘Thank you so damn much. For allowing me to act without guilt in the future.’