Inside the dim simulation space.
The simulation continued~
[You brought Kitahara Toru back to the villa.]
[This villa in Tokyo is the most inconspicuous among your many properties. Over the long span of three hundred years, you have accumulated vast wealth.]
[Seeing how messy he was, you helped him take a bath.]
The scenery around them shifted—
Inside a luxurious bathroom filled with mist.
The silver haired girl, elegant in temperament, looked slightly impatient as she used magic to control the flowing water, scrubbing the boy's skin. The child was far too dirty, and Kagarino Kirie had no desire to clean him with her own hands.
As a vampire who had lived for three hundred years, Kirie regarded the child as nothing more than a toy for amusement and did not take him seriously.
Toru stared blankly at the goldfish statue in the center of the bathroom, water spraying from its mouth, lost in thought.
[You picked out a shirt and draped it over him. Toru's small body looked ridiculous wrapped in an oversized white shirt.]
[You laughed out loud, without the slightest sense of guilt.]
[After that, you fed him some human food.]
"Why isn't this child saying anything?"
Kagarino Kirie observed the scene before her.
After bringing the little boy home, he had not spoken a single word the entire time.
[You realized that Toru did not like to talk, like a little mute, which made you feel somewhat bored.]
[If a toy cannot speak, what fun is there?]
[After searching online, you finally understood...]
[A child who has just turned two has not mastered many words yet and can only babble.]
Ah… oh, I see.
Kagarino Kirie felt a bit embarrassed. She had never taken care of a child and had no idea about such things.
So why did she have to become a mother and look after a kid?
Was this not a bizarre simulator?
The identity of a vampire princess was about to cry.
Still, the experience felt rather novel. Perhaps it could be used as writing material…
No, no, that was her occupational habit acting up again.
Kagarino Kirie shook her head, her silver white twin tails swaying gently with the motion.
As a popular novelist, whenever she encountered something interesting, she instinctively thought about whether it could be used as material.
["Thank you, Onee-chan."]
[It was only at night, when you brought him back to his room, that you heard him speak for the first time.]
[Thank you? You paused slightly.]
[To you, his gratitude was meaningless. This little boy was merely a bit of amusement you found during your long life, an insignificant ripple.]
[As a vampire, emotions, such useless things, had long since been completely discarded… from the moment you fled Paris.]
[Humans do not need to thank you, and you do not need thanks.]
[In a hundred years, he will become a withered skeleton, just like countless people you have seen before.]
[As long as this child can bring you some amusement during his short and pointless life, that is enough.]
["For the rest of your life, do your utmost to satisfy me… human."]
[Whether he understood or not, after saying this, you stopped speaking.]
[Toru followed behind your footsteps, half understanding, half confused.]
[A few minutes later, you arrived at a room in the villa. Because you lived alone, there were no servants in your home. A simple spell was enough to keep the house clean and tidy, so there was no need to hire servants.]
["This is your room. Go to sleep early." You yawned.]
[Your daily routine is now similar to that of humans, you sleep every night.]
[Although it would be fine even if you did not sleep for several months, with no abnormalities in your body, you still prefer to rest at night.]
[Faced with your words, Toru did not obey.]
[Toru timidly turned around, lifted his head, and looked at you with a pitiful expression, clearly afraid.]
[The room was very dim, damp in atmosphere, suitable for a vampire to live in, but absolutely unsuitable for a human.]
["So troublesome." You frowned.]
[You came here to find amusement, not to be a babysitter.]
[You decided: ]
[1. You happened to be hungry, so you might as well eat him.]
[2. Sleep together with him.]
[3. Turn around and leave.]
What to do?
If you chose the first option, you might really kill the child. After all, you were a vampire.
To vampires, humans were nothing but lower beings. Killing an infant would surely come without any psychological burden.
The third option felt a bit too cold. It might leave the child with psychological trauma.
Hmm…
Option 2.
["You really owe me. Just for tonight." You took his hand and went into the room with him.]
[Lying on the spacious and luxurious double bed.]
[In the dim environment, your senses became sharp.]
[Because you were afraid of frightening the child, you did not drink fresh blood tonight. By this point, hunger was inevitable.]
[Vampires need to consume blood. Long term abstinence weakens the body and leaves one frail and powerless.]
[Your eyes turned wine red. Turning your head, you looked at Toru's pale neck. A faint urge to bite rose within you, and two small fangs slowly extended…]
[This child's blood seemed to be filled with powerful energy, stirring an impulse to feed.]
[Your movement woke him up.]
[In the darkness, the little boy opened his eyes and leaned closer on his own, not afraid of you at all.]
["Is Onee-chan going to eat me?"]
[You turned your head away in silence.]
["…It's okay."]
["If it's Onee-chan, then it's fine even if you eat me."]
[You understood what he meant.]
["…Wait until you grow up. When there's more meat on you, I'll eat you then."]
[This was the first time you had met a human who was not afraid of you, and it surprised you a little.]
["It's a promise, Onee-chan. I'll grow up quickly."]
[Just a lowly creature, daring to make a promise with me. How arrogant… you thought as you closed your eyes.]
[The next day.]
[You asked the school for leave and went out to buy him clothes that fit.]
[Using your connections, you helped the child obtain proper household registration… since he already had parents, it was not too troublesome.]
[That night, you originally planned to let him sleep alone.]
[In the end, the child hugged his pillow and came to your room on his own, and once again, you softened—]
The scene surfaced.
"Onee-chan…"
Toru looked up at the beautiful figure lying on the bed in thin pajamas, clutching the pillow in his arms.
Kirie flipped through the book in her hands without lifting her head. "No."
Yesterday, it was agreed that they would only sleep together once. One time meant one time.
Humans must not be allowed to push their luck.
"Okay."
The little boy walked toward the door.
Kirie watched his pitiful back, like that of a stray puppy, and felt irritable. She could not focus on her book at all.
A few seconds later.
Just as Toru was about to reach the door, Kirie put the book down.
With an impatient tone, she said, "Come here."
It was not that she had softened.
She just wanted to read in peace…
[You slept with the child for another night.]
[When you woke up the next day, you discovered damp tear marks on the child's pillow.]
[He must have been very uneasy, abandoned by his parents, then encountering a strange Onee-chan midway.]
[After this.]
[You decided to treat the child a little better.]
[Of course, there was no intention of giving your true heart, it was merely to pass the time.]