Let There Be Light (1)

It was midday.

-Vmmm

The holy sword raised itself, bringing its blade upright.

It was the moment the sun reached its highest point—in other words, the time when vampires were at their most sluggish.

“Sorry... From now on, I'll only drink a little blood...”

It had been a month since Head Mod abandoned it and returned home alone.

The fact that Erzebet was sleep-talking now made this the perfect opportunity.

It was tired of serving as Head Mod's body pillow, too.

-Vmmm

Survival of the fittest was the natural order of life...