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“…Hmm.”

Following the rise of my consciousness, I opened my eyes, and this time, I found myself standing in some ruins.
No, this is unmistakably ruins. And not just a building—an entire city’s worth of ruins.
No matter where I looked, there were nothing but decayed buildings. There wasn’t the slightest trace of human presence.

Also, even though I was supposed to have been reborn, my eye level was the same height as before. Rather than reincarnating, did I just come to another world as I was?
That thought lasted only a moment. I caught a reflection of myself in a shard of broken glass, and I understood why.
Long silver hair. Red eyes. A girl with the face of a peerless beauty was in the mirror.
When I tried making a peace sign, the girl in the reflection made one too, so she is definitely me—but I’m purely Japanese. And yes, I had a feminine face, but I was supposed to be male.
In other words, it seems certain that I really was reborn.
Vampires, most likely, are fully mature from birth. That’s probably why I can exist like this without any sense of discomfort immediately after reincarnating.
When I opened my mouth, long, sharp fangs were there. Mm, completely vampire-like.

“Well, starting as a baby would’ve been a drag anyway.”

As for my sex changing… Well, that’s my fault for not specifying, so it can’t be helped. There’s a slightly unreliable feeling around my crotch area, but that’s about it, so I decided not to worry about it. Ah, there’s no discomfort about my chest at all. From what I can see, I’m flat-chested.
Still, being born in ruins…

…Loli grampa, this isn’t quite what I had in mind.

Yes, the weather is calm, the temperature is warm, and the breeze feels nice. The air is fresh too, it is the perfect place for napping. But I didn’t expect to be dropped into ruins like this.

…Well, it’s a little different from what I imagined, but it’s not exactly wrong per se, so I suppose it’s fine.

It matches my request. That’s good enough for now.
Also, I’m completely naked. Being completely naked is how I confirmed I’m a girl. No one’s around to see, so being naked isn’t really a problem.

I entered a nearby ruin, and there I found a bed inside. It looks slightly worn from being left unattended for so long, but not to the point that it’s unusable.
I’ll consider the poor quality of the bed offset by the quality of the surroundings.
Half the ceiling has collapsed, so just the right amount of light and wind comes through. It’s extremely comfortable. Vampires are supposed to be weak to sunlight, so I’m glad I took sunlight resistance.

“Aaah…♪”

This is bliss.
Let’s sleep. Let’s sleep immediately. Right now.
Obeying my own desires, I fell asleep. I slept exactly as I pleased, continuously and without restraint.

Ah, crap, it’s the best… fuhnyaaa……

Perhaps vampires have little need for food and water, because I wasn’t troubled by hunger and was able to keep sleeping without inconvenience.
Since I wasn’t taking anything in, I didn’t feel the urge to relieve myself either. My days were spent indulging in excessively comfortable slumber. Long live slothful sleep.
I was slightly concerned about the lack of a bath, but apparently high-level healing magic can remove dirt from the body. Good thing I maxed it out.
I understand the effects of my skills because they somehow surface in my mind. It’s like having a manual in my head—that might be the easiest way to describe it. I use the necessary skills following that sensation.

“Be clean… guh…”

Normally, casting magic requires incantation or concentration, but by pouring in more magic power, that can be omitted. Since I have Enhanced Magic Power, that’s naturally possible for me.
Cool chants and intense focus are a hassle, so of course I skip them and use magic quickly. Still, it seems a short phrase is needed as a trigger, so I just say something random for that part.
And like that, as I periodically cleaned myself with healing magic, three days passed.
After sleeping for three whole days, I finally started to feel a bit hungry, and quite thirsty. The thirst in particular was serious enough that I no longer felt like quietly continuing to sleep.

“Aah… maybe I should’ve become a race that doesn’t need to eat.”

It’s too late to regret it now, so for the time being, I decided to go look for water. It’s my first time exploring another world, but my heart isn’t racing at all. I just want to hurry back to bed.
Searching aimlessly sounds like such a drag… I was thinking that when suddenly, a strange scent stimulated my sense of smell.

“Come to think of it, my sense of smell was enhanced too, wasn’t it?”

Since I was told to learn them, I remember all my skills, and I’ve properly checked their functions using the manual in my head. It was a hassle, but since the loli grampa was so persistent, I did study them. Half asleep, though.
When I focus just a little, I can somehow tell what kind of scent it is.

“…It’s the scent of blood.”

Not a *stench*—a *scent*.
The me right now doesn’t find it an unpleasant smell. If anything, it makes me hungry.
Ahh, I really did become a vampire. I can clearly feel the desire to drink blood inside me, and I can correctly recognize the scent of blood.
Drawn by the pleasant smell, I started running.

“Whoa—fast.”

The moment I started running, I was taken aback by my own speed.
I didn’t think I was running that seriously, but in no time at all, the ruins I had been sleeping in were the size of a bean. I was so surprised I reflexively turned around.
I’m probably way faster than a car. Going all-in on speed is amazing.

…At this speed, I might even manage some light acrobatics?

Thinking that, I placed my foot on the wall of a nearby ruin…and whoa. I can climb.
Even with gravity pulling me down, I forcibly ran up the wall and reached the rooftop in no time again.
Crap, it’s actually pretty fun. It doesn’t beat sleeping, but my heart did race a bit.

“Now then, I’d guess it’s coming from there.”

When I stare intently toward the direction the scent is coming from, I can clearly grasp distant objects as if looking through a telescope. That’s the effect of Enhanced Vision.
Far in the distance, the source of the scent comes into view.

“…Bandits chasing a fleeing merchant, I think?”

I can see three rough-looking men on horseback chasing a carriage pulling a large wagon.
The one holding the reins of the carriage has blood streaming from his forehead, yet desperately urges the horse forward. But the pursuers are clearly lighter and faster. There’s no way he’ll escape.

“…Here I go then.”

Honestly, it’s a hassle, but I can’t help it if I want to satisfy my hunger.
It’s best to get troublesome things over with quickly, so I headed straight for the scene.