When I Woke up in the Morning I Became a Silver Haired Loli Vampire - Chapter 3

Chapter 3 It’s an experiment

I cried for a moment and felt refreshed.

So, I thought to myself.

Isn’t this a dream after all?

「So, girl, I don’t think I’d be so careless.」

　I was screaming in agony, holding my left hand in a white cloud of smoke as I made excuses for no one.

　I remember what I was thinking about earlier.

　This is a dream, it must be.

　The pain I felt earlier when I was hit by the sunlight must have been in my imagination.

　It’s the kind of “painful dream” that happens sometimes, isn’t it?

　Yes, it must be.

　I can’t be reincarnated as a lollipop incompetent are a silver-haired vampire, that’s ridiculous.

　That’s ridiculous!

　The whole vampire thing is just old news!

　My life is not fake!

　Normal! Common sense! Think!

　This is a dream!　If it’s a dream, it’s a dream!

　Doubt it!　He said it was a bad dream!

　Yes, yes, yes!

　It’s a dream, it doesn’t hurt to let the sunshine on it!

　If it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt!

　It’s an illusion to think it hurts!

　I’m gonna beat the hell out of this thing!

　Now, let’s do an experiment.

　It’s an experiment!

　So, with that in mind.

　A light came from her left hands, a murderous ray for a few dozen seconds.

　Result.

　Yes, it was burned.

　Not figuratively, but metaphorically, it also burned up in a cloud of white smoke.

(GASPS)

　Please!　That’s a very big deal!　<- Current state

「But, girl, I wouldn’t be so careless, now, would I?

　Before, she killed my dominant arm and toes. This time, it was just the tips of my left hand.

　A girl, I’m amazed at how calculated I am!

　This way it doesn’t matter if it hurts, yes it does matter!

　And that’s the only part that hurts, so it doesn’t really matter.

　Ugh, gulp…」

　I was desperately trying to cover up the pain by talking to myself, but the pain wouldn’t go away.

　That’s OK…

　When will it go away?

　Did I guess too long?　Ugh, there’s no such thing as a cure, right?

　Her face gradually distorts and she can’t stop crying.

「” Agggghhhh…!　Aah!

　I’m sorry!　I’m sorry!　It’s time to get rid of the carelessness!

　Please!　I’m not proud of it!　I don’t doubt it anymore!

　So let me make the pain go away!　Please!　Please!」

　The pain didn’t go away, and I was desperate to apologize to the girl.

　I dare say it was for the world.

　After a good cry, I felt better.

　I began to suspect again that this was a dream, but I didn’t want to experiment anymore.

　I don’t want to be a monster anymore.

　I sniffed and decided to start playing social games.

　”I need to finish up my exercises and send them on an expedition. (Game term)

　It’s interesting to play a paid game.

　Yeah, it’s like escaping reality.

　While I was playing this game, I was hoping that the dream would wake up, but it didn’t seem to wake up.

　I’ve been playing for a few hours.

「It burns」

　The game character’s words caught me off guard and I couldn’t help but shout.

　My silver hair dances with a raised index finger and a cool voice echoes in the room.

　Yeah, I know.

　This is a permissible action because it’s the girl now, right?

　A little remorse… or rather regret. (ORZ)

（Kuu-ruh-ruh…）

「Uh-huh」

　No matter how much you think it’s a “dream,

　The reality is that there is.

　Time passed.

　I’m Iron Horse, just as I am, girl.

　My stomach was unmercifully hungry.

「What do I do…」

　In the meantime, get out the pan, eggs, pepper, and salt, and put it on the heat.

　Put the bread in the toaster and when it’s done, butter it well.

　I made a breakfast set of fried eggs and bread.

　It’s almost 3:00 p.m.

「Itadakimasu」

　There was something that was bothering me.

　Assuming this was real.

　If I was a vampire.

　I wondered if I had any human taste left, and—————.

　To a vampire, a normal meal is like chewing sand.

　I’ve heard of it.

　I held a piece of bread with a fried egg on it in my hand, and now it was time to put it in my mouth.

　The result.

「Big win!　I still have a taste for it.」

　The girl, Ore, flashed a smile with a full face of joy.

　The feel of crispy yolk and white meat biting through your teeth.

　The smell of melted sweet butter on sticky bread.

　In my mouth, pepper, salt, egg, and bread in a harmony of flavor.

　Hunger is the best condiment, albeit a delicious one!

　As I ate, I was in tears.

　…It’s not good.

　I guess I’m still a bit emotionally unstable.

　Breakfast (?) After the first time, I was a young girl who had finally accepted reality.

　It’s not that I’m having trouble thinking about it anymore or anything.

　It’s not that I’m bothering to think too much or anything, I’m just saying.

　I’m sorry.

　I lied.

　I’ve gotten tired of thinking about it.

　I could think of many things.

　No matter how much time passes.

　I’m a girl, just as I am.

　I’m exhausted.

　I just went to the bathroom and gave up.

　That first feeling, that first time, there’s no way I’m a man.

　There’s no way I’m going to get that, that, that, that out of nowhere.

　I don’t like to say more than that, even from the inside.　It’s embarrassing.

　It’s embarrassing, to begin with.

　If this isn’t a dream, then I’m already a wet dream at this point.

　That’s not a nice thing to say.

　So…

　I thought about it at the birther and decided it wasn’t a “dream”.

　I knew that if I didn’t accept it, there would be no end to it.

　But that said, it’s still kind of tough.

　I’m so heartbroken that I’m hugging my own arms without knowing it.

　I’m…pretty good, or rather, I’m a bum and a weakling after all.

　A sigh escapes me.

　But the clothes are slowly starting to bother me.

　Not to mention the fact that I’m sloppy.

　My breasts, which shake in various ways every time I move, are in the way.

　If what that Akamoto Kyouiku manga is saying is true.

　Am I a vampire who will forever be young-looking? So that’s what I’m saying.

　I’m probably not going to let my breasts get out of shape…

　I’m stressed about them being slightly heavy on top of being in the way.

　Nothing underneath either, they’re getting slightly tighter.

　I want to buy the right underwear and clothes for my body.

　That kind of cultural desire is getting stronger and stronger.

　I want it now, if possible…

　But I don’t know of any high-end stores that sell women’s clothing.

　I’m sure the brand name store I usually use has some women’s clothes, but

　I’m not sure I even had underwear.

　I don’t even care about that.

　I mean, come to think of it, I’m not much older than a pretty silver-haired girl.

　There was no way I could go to a luxury brand store without my parents’ company.

　Wow, what a danger.

　I didn’t think it through and almost got into trouble for going out.

　But then, my options would be limited.

　It was either Kawamura-store or Uniqlo.

　I’ve been to Uniqlo before, but…

　It quickly became so raggedy that it was personally unacceptable to me.

　Which means.

　「Kawamura-shop?」

　It looks like my favorite manga character is also a purveyor.

　Let’s go.

　At any rate, it looks like there’s one place within walking distance.

　Conveniently, there seemed to be some clouds in the sky.

　If I apply sun cream and an umbrella, we might be able to get away with it.

　If not, we’ll kill some time in a nearby store or eaves.

　The sun will be out in a few hours anyway, we’ll make it.

　I made a not-so-planning plan and decided to leave my studio apartment.

　It never occurred to me that I would never return to this room again.