What? ! the Girls Who Like Me Have Increased Again?

But because of the example of Mr. Hayato, it is difficult for him to sympathize with those punks who have been robbed of time and who are not guilty of crimes in law.

Compared to these...

The disaster caused by the elves is as many as 5000 million people. This kind of damage is more tragic than the world war.

Confront forces that can manipulate time and reverse tragedy.

Some people may think that the past is the past, and they don't need to care about those past things.

But Fujiwara also thought about it, if he could have the ability of the crazy third lady, it would be hard to say that he would not be tempted.

Like Kurumi, he probably wants to try his best to do something.

After all... that disaster happened in Eurasia, and it affected his hometown in his previous life.

People are selfish, so naturally he is not a saint.

What the mad third lady did was wrong.

But by sacrificing some punks who are not guilty of death under Japanese law, to save the innocent civilians in his hometown... He thinks this is very good.

Under this kind of selfishness, Fujiwara Haku also didn't want to stop or blame Miss Elf at all.

"Please don't give up on your dreams, Kuang San."

Fujiwara Oboro also took the initiative to hold the girl's little hand.

"I support you--"

The boy spoke seriously in a very solemn tone.

"Hazy Ya-san..."

Feel the temperature in the palm of your hand.

A warm current surged through the heart of the originally confused girl.

"So please give me some time."

In front of Miss Elf, the boy made such a request.

"Maybe I'm still weak now, but I can become stronger."

"One day, I will definitely become strong enough to help you."

Fujiwara Obakuya's words were full of confidence.

Identifying with Miss Elf's dream, wanting to be with her, that's what he did.

"Well, I'll wait for you—"

Putting his hand on his thumping chest, Tokisaki Kurumi smiled and agreed.

Chapter 13. A Man's Promise

Say goodbye to Miss Elf and leave the Cat Cafe.

Fujiwara Oboro did not go back to school, but walked home alone in the sunshine.

"A promise like that was made."

The boy had complicated thoughts in his heart.

No regrets.

It's just that there is a heavy feeling in the chest.

"That's right, since you have made an agreement with the girl, you must strictly abide by it."

"I can't relax like this anymore."

Breathing out the turbid air in his chest, Fujiwara also quickened his pace.

"Look, that boy."

"Good, so handsome~"

On the way, I occasionally get attention from what seems to be a college girl.

The father and mother in this life were originally a combination of handsome men and beautiful women, and the mother even worked as an actress for a while before marriage.

The boy who inherited the good looks of his parents seems to be more attractive to girls after becoming a vampire.

Facing these sights back home.

From the cabinet of the bedroom desk, he took out a cross.

"Well……"

Almost at the moment of touching, Fujiwara Yuya's body instantly became weak.

Although he was still much stronger than ordinary people, for him, he was almost unimaginably weak.

and……

Lifting the cross high, he looked at the delicate silver thing in his hand.

"Zi...Zi..."

Where the flesh and the cross came into contact, streaks of white smoke rose, as if the meat had been accidentally burnt while grilling.

This thing is no ordinary item.

It is the cross of the Vatican that even an old fritter like Kirie would be afraid of.

Although he became a vampire, Fujiwara Oboro naturally would not allow himself to leave this weakness.

The original plan was to get used to the sunlight first, and then slowly get used to this thing.

Now, the progress is going ahead.

Clenching his fists tightly, the student system on his body was wet with sweat, and he looked in a mess.

The Vatican cross will only make Ms. Wuzhi weak, and will not cause substantial harm.

But the impact on his newborn vampire seemed to be more serious than he had imagined.

With a pale face, he came to the storage room where the sundries are usually placed at home.

In order to prevent that kid Kailu from running in, he closed the door with his backhand.

But the lights were on.

He took out a pack of plasma from the medical refrigerator, and tore a hole in it forcefully.

"Grumbling--"

After sending all these things into the body in one breath, the feeling gradually improved a lot.

However, the coolness in the body only lasted for a moment.

The cross in his hand was still like a red-hot iron, constantly burning his body.

Not throwing this thing away, quite the opposite.

Fujiwara Oboroya simply hung it around his neck, and snuggled up next to the refrigerator.

It seemed that this would make him feel a little better and more convenient.

After a while.

"Grumbling--"

The energy absorbed from the bag of blood just now was exhausted.

So without hesitation, another pack of plasma was sent into the body.

Fujiwara Haku also used this method to constantly repair his damaged body.

Just like that, after drinking an unknown number of liters of blood.

Although very tiny.

But he felt that the pain caused by the cross seemed to have weakened a little bit.

"tear--"

The cross appears to be glued to the restored flesh of the chest.

Fujiwara Oboro also pulled it aside forcefully, and changed its position slightly.

He didn't care about the terrible wound on his chest caused by his own rough behavior.The young man just silently paid attention to his flesh under the cross.

The place where the chest touched the cross no longer emitted white smoke.

This is good proof.

Although the body continues to suffer pain.

But Oboro didn't feel that what he was doing was very hard.

Instead, he feels lucky.

Although the vampires in this world are afraid of the sun, they are far from reaching the level of being instantly burned to death when they see the sun in some works.

It only needs to bear a little pain, and all these weaknesses such as garlic, sunshine, and cross can be conquered.

Compared with his peers in other worlds, he felt that he was extremely lucky.

"If Dior and the others knew, they would be very envious, right?"

The boy thought interestingly.

Use this to distract yourself from the pain.

The physical pain means that he is gradually becoming stronger.

Thinking of this, the corner of the boy's mouth showed an unnatural smile.

……

Time comes to night.

After the club activities of the Literature and Art Department ended, the girl returned home.