Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Dead Drunk
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'...What the hell is this guy?'
The vampire woman, Roselia, was flustered by the unexpected situation.
Her original plan had been to slip between the seemingly close pair of man and woman, seduce the man with her charms, then watch the woman fall apart in jealousy for her own amusement.
But now that she was here, things weren't going at all as she'd imagined.
"Th-this wine is called Jade Clear Brew... long ago, an old man living alone in the mountains went fishing and..."
-Slurrrp
I couldn't even properly register what I was saying.
It felt like my heart—which didn't even beat—was pounding as if I'd been enchanted by something.
"More, pleeease!"
"S-sir... I know you're quite drunk, but there's still plenty left, so why not take it easy..."
"More, pleeease!!"
"...Understood."
Her slurred pronunciation from being so wasted, her voice thick with intoxication.
If an ordinary man had acted like this, it would've been repulsive.
But the more she listened, the more it drew her in somehow.
'What is this guy?! Is he seriously an incubus?!'
She'd come to seduce him, but now it felt like she was the one in danger of falling.
Of course, he couldn't actually be an incubus.
She'd never even seen one back in her old world—there was no way one would exist in this one.
But...
-Gulp gulp
"Haaaaah..."
That didn't make the current situation any more sensible.
Her, a noble of the blood clan, succumbing to a mere human? And one whose face she hadn't even seen at that?
Impossible.
'Get a grip, Roselia. Nobles of the blood are the hunters, not the hunted.'
Thinking of her lord's grace, she took a deep breath and summoned her power of enchantment once more.
"Hehe, sir. Are you enjoying my service?"
"Yesh... I am..."
"This is my first time meeting such a wonderful guest, so my heart's racing too. Perhaps..."
The moment she brought her lips close to where his unseen face should be...
-Crash!
"...Oops. My mistake."
The woman in front of her had shattered a plate.
"We'll settle the compensation later. Get back to what you were doing."
Her expression was blatantly displeased.
'Hehe.'
Finally, things were starting to go her way.
She'd seen women like this plenty of times before.
If she had a problem, she should speak up properly—instead, this powerless show of force would only make her seem intimidating and scary to the man.
"No need for compensation. Did you hurt yourself anywhere, or is there anything uncomfortable?"
"Come to think of it, there's a huge bug in the place. Mind chasing it out for me?"
"Oh, a bug? I'm terrified of bugs myself."
Saying this, she pulled at the body of the man sitting beside her.
He seemed about to lean into her embrace...
"Urk."
-Thud
'...?'
Instead, he was the one falling into her arms.
'Smaller build than he looks?'
A bit flustered, but she calmly placed her hand on his back and drew him into her bosom.
"Mmmph."
Until his chest and face pressed right against hers.
"...What do you think you're doing?"
"You said there was a bug... When I'm scared, I have to hug onto whatever's nearby to calm down."
"You're no young girl, yet you have such an undignified habit."
-Crack
'This damn bitch...?'
Daring to poke at her sore spot?
This girl who didn't even look that old... Young meant everything?
She might look it, but she was a young vampire of barely seventy!
-Bubble bubble
Clenching her rising fury, she cooled it down and calmed her mind.
Blowing up here would only hurt her.
A true winner turns the tables on her opponent.
"Oh my... Unexpected. You sound quite mature yourself, sir... Like something an old hag would say."
"Kuhk."
She smirked mockingly at the woman's stunned expression—like she'd been struck—then placed her hand on the hat of the man she'd pulled into her arms.
She planned to ride the mood and finally glimpse his face...
-Clunk
"...Huh?"
As if caught on something, it stopped midway and wouldn't budge further.
'What is this?'
She'd thought it was a primitive world without magic, but apparently there was something to it.
Tsking in disappointment, she lowered the hat as if nothing had happened.
"Wha' ya doin'...?"
"Nothing, sir. Just some dust, so I brushed it off."
"...Don't touch him carelessly."
In the meantime, the woman's wound had healed, and she was glaring daggers again.
'Pfft.'
The more she watched, the more laughable it became.
Her looks weren't inferior in the slightest, and though hidden by the cloak, her figure was quite impressive too.
With a body like that, she should be pushing with it— what had she been doing all this time?
Ah, perhaps she'd been waiting for a chance today. Too bad.
She'd make sure no ordinary woman could satisfy that body anymore.
-Swish
"Sir... Aren't you sleepy?"
"Shleepy..."
"Our Golden Orchid Tavern provides small lodgings for overindulging guests. If you're alright with it, tonight..."
She slipped her hand inside his cloak, tracing his body with her fingertips.
Tickling his belly, then lower, gently stroking his thigh.
"Nngh..."
Savoring his slightly aroused voice, she whispered seductively into his ear.
"Sir. Feeling good?"
And at that moment...
"N-no touchies!"
-Smack
With a cute voice, her hand was flicked away.
A bit startled, she looked at him—he'd crossed his arms over his body in an X and pulled away from her.
"No naughty stuff..."
-Snap
Something in her head broke.
Right.
This was a seduction.
Even without seeing his face, that delicious scent from his body meant he couldn't be ugly.
The fact he hid so thoroughly meant it had to be worth seeing.
-Slurp
"Sir. For you, I'll give a special treat just from me..."
"N-nooo..."
As she closed in bit by bit on him while he backed away, about to flip him over and mount him...
-Whing!
"...That's enough."
A sword embedded itself in the wall in front of her, blocking the way.
'Haa...'
I stared at the woman called the tavern keeper throwing herself at him right in front of me.
An inexplicable emotion welled up in my chest.
A first for me—disgusting, sticky displeasure I'd never felt before.
I immediately knew it was jealousy.
'Jealousy, huh...'
I'd never felt jealousy in all my life.
I'd lived swinging my sword, so if I ever felt it, it'd be related to that—but I'd surpassed not just my peers, but even my seniors years older, so while I might receive jealousy, I'd never harbored it myself.
So this situation felt all the more alien.
To think the first jealousy I'd ever feel in life was this type.
"Sir, let me feed you myself. Ah—"
"Ah—"
-Crack
The chopsticks in my hand snapped.
The broken wooden pieces scraped my skin as they fell to the floor.
'Acting like that with a man who clearly has an owner... What the hell is she doing?'
Of course, he and I weren't lovers, but to an outsider, we'd look at least that close, wouldn't we?
A man and woman coming to a tavern alone at night couldn't be just casual acquaintances.
And yet. If it were another guest, maybe—but the tavern keeper herself committing such rudeness?
'What vile taste...'
This wasn't her first or second time.
She must have done this countless times.
-Sip
I sipped the wine poured for me, glaring coldly at the woman and him.
"Heehee... Tasty..."
Because he was so plastered, his speech was far looser and more seductive than usual.
"Chaaa—!"
To an outsider, it might even look like he was the one seducing her.
"Hehe, sir. Are you enjoying my service?"
"Yesh... I am..."
"This is my first time meeting such a wonderful guest, so my heart's racing too. Perhaps..."
As the mood between them ripened further...
-Crash!
"...Oops. My mistake."
I'd shattered the plate without realizing.
The woman looked over with startled eyes.
Really, it wasn't on purpose.
"We'll settle the compensation later. Get back to what you were doing."
Even after, I kept watching as she continued her advances on him.
Her pretending innocence and hugging him on the bug pretext was extremely irritating.
"You're no young girl, yet you have such an undignified habit."
I smirked coldly at the woman's twisted face.
She was quite beautiful, but she didn't look particularly young.
Late twenties, by appearance.
Considering her behavior, probably older.
Of course, I had no room to talk about age—but at least I looked far younger.
There was no way she could know my real age anyway.
-Sip
Thinking I'd landed a solid hit, I savored a moment of victor's leisure...
"Oh my... Unexpected. You sound quite mature yourself, sir... Like something an old hag would say."
"Kuhk."
Caught off guard in an unexpected spot.
To think she'd target my speech.
'Do I sound that old?'
It was something I'd never been conscious of.
Since I'd already gone through rejuvenation, maybe I should've used younger speech patterns?
But changing now would feel weird...
'Argh!'
Snapping out of my thoughts and refocusing, an unbelievable scene unfolded.
"Sir. For you, I'll give a special treat just from me..."
"N-nooo..."
The woman was about to climb on top of him as he lay fallen.
This time, my sword moved faster than my words.
-Whing!
"...That's enough."
The sword lodged in the wall, blocking her, as she shot me a displeased glare.
The one who should be displeased is me.