THE HERO'S SON IS A MONSTER-Chapter 76: world 2

"A vampire? Which kind? Living statue? Toxic girlfriend? Vanilla ice? Hardcore rapist? Grave defiler? Way too much money? Alien?"

"What are you talking about? Uh, anyway, about her type, I think she is a noble. She has red eyes and everything."

"Oh! Vanilla ice?! Are you currently under attack?!"

"No, but... she keeps coming to my house. I am afraid she is planning to attack me soon. I tried killing her but even my uncanny bullets don’t work. Could you catch her please? I don’t feel safe anymore with her around. She—"

"Just to be sure, is your address the 77 Fraternity Street?"

"Uh, yes. Does that mean—"

"Don’t forget to come to school tomorrow!"

*beep**beep**beep*

"... Is someone going to come? Anyone?"

Nobody came.

In the end, I was stuck with her. It was annoying but I couldn’t do anything about it so I just gave up at some point.

But then, one day, the situation changed.

I was exhausted after a long day at work. I had to deal with many assignments, dissections, rude teachers, and endless paperwork about artifacts’ classification. When I finally went home, I just wanted to sleep and forget about everything. I crawled into my bed and closed my eyes, hoping for a peaceful night.

*rumble**rumble*

"..."

But of course, that was too much to ask. Around 2 AM, I heard some noise downstairs. I groaned and rolled over, trying to ignore it. It was probably that vampire girl who liked to visit me at night. She was a pain in the neck, but thankfully it was only figuratively.

I hoped she would get the hint and go away, but the noise continued. I heard footsteps, drawers opening and closing, and things being moved around. She was being very noisy for a vampire.

"What is she looking for now?" I mumbled.

I heard my fridge open. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

What? Did she think I kept blood vials or something inside there? Or maybe she was finally getting bored? I didn’t care. I just wanted her to stop.

That’s why I decided to go downstairs. I planned to get there and scold her thoroughly. I don’t know, maybe it was because I had a bad day, but I didn’t feel like humoring her at all. I planned to tell her how annoying she was with the harshest words possible and as calmly as possible. She had to understand I didn’t want her here even if I had to act out of character and be voluntarily mean.

But when I reached the living room, I saw a different intruder. It was a man, wearing a dark hoodie. He was holding an opened bag as if he wanted to put something inside. Of course, he saw me too, and his eyes widened. I froze, not knowing what to do. I was caught off guard, and so was he. He even dropped his bag.

"Who are you?" he asked, in a shaky voice.

"I could ask you the same?" I asked back with a calm that visibly threw him off.

Honestly, if I wasn’t so inexpressive, I would have smiled there.

"I’m... I’m sorry, I didn’t know anyone was home."

"Sure didn’t."

"L-Look, just let me go, okay? I won’t hurt you, I promise."

"Let you go? Sure. I mean, I’m not even holding you or anything..."

"T-Then—"

"Well, I still need to warn the... police? You broke into my house and everything..." I sighed and turned around. "What was their number again...?"

"S-Stop!!!"

"Hm?"

"Because... because I have a gun," he said, pulling out a pistol from his pocket.

"..."

Here I had a ridiculous thought.

If that vampire didn’t come to my house every single night, I wouldn’t have to shoot that many bullets. If I didn’t have to shoot that many bullets, I wouldn’t have to wash blood stains so often. If I didn’t have to wash blood stains so often, I wouldn’t have grown tired of it. If I didn’t get tired of it, I wouldn’t have left my revolver under my pillow. And if I didn’t leave it under my pillow... Well, honestly it wouldn’t have made any difference whatsoever since I didn’t have any bullets at the time.

Huh? Bluff? What is that? Would you bluff against a man who is holding his gun with trembling hands? You would? Really? Congratulations! You may be more twisted than me! Anyway, he pointed the gun at me, and I raised my hands.

"Don’t shoot, please," I said.

"I.... I’m sorry, I have to," he said, sounding scared.

"...I am pretty sure you—"

"Because you saw my face! You can identify me! You can call the police! Do you know how they treat people?! It... They don’t even consider us human!!!"

Oh no... Did he reach a weird conclusion? "Huh... I am pretty sure it just a rumo—"

"S-SHUT UP!!!"

Why the hell are people so afraid of the police here?!! I asked myself before trying to reason with him again. "Listen... I won’t call them. Just let me go, and I’ll forget everything."

He shook his head. "No. No no no no. You don’t even look scared! You don’t look apologetic! Apologize! Apologize if you really want to live!!!"

"Oh boy..." I said. It escaped me. It escaped me at the worst possible moment.

"I-I knew it!"

He didn’t add anything and pulled the trigger. I heard a detonation, saw a flash and then, it was the end for Dawn Riftwalker. Again...

*sigh*

I will take this moment to mention it. I, Dawn Riftwalker, more or less face life-threatening situations more or less everyday. Blame my school and my luck but we will get to that later. Anyway, for some reason, I never actually die and that’s what happened that one time too.

Before I could understand what was happening, the man was sent flying through the room and heard something buzz around my left ear. Standing in front of me was a familiar girl. Pale skin, red eyes, long dark hair tied in a single braid, glasses, a red pullover, black pantyhose, checkered skirt, well, a sight that was usual for me.