VOLUME 1: Login, CHAPTER 7

「Ah~ You're the lowest!」

A gyaru woman raises her body while removing the sand which was caught on her hair.

「I can't believe you, daring to that in front of me!」

This woman is Busujima Megu. She's a second-year gyaru that is at the top of the group of our cla.s.s. Golden hair and tanned skin. She's a b.i.t.c.hy woman who uses a lot of makeup to make herself more beautiful.

「You Demon Lord! All of this is your fault! Just die quickly.... eh?」

Black fog came out of nowhere

「Uwa, oi! What is this!?」

Each one has the shape of a bat. While the fog of bats flutters around, it suddenly gathers as if it surrounded a body. Several hundred bats swarmed, and the density of the fog grew deeper, and it started to shape like a figure.

「Uh....yada.... so handsome ♡」

From the black fog, a tall and slender man appeared. Having black hair and wearing a tuxedo-like suit. Coupled with the atmosphere of the person, he looks like a butler no matter what. The man pushed up the bridge of his gla.s.ses with his fingers and gave Busujima a cold expression, who stared at the figure.

「A,ano... wait... what?」

The man kept silent and kissed her neck. Oi oi! What are you doing in such a place! Until now, the flow didn't change too much!?

「Hiii! Ki,kiyaaaaaaa!」

Screams came out of Busujima's mouth. A red number surfaces one after another from Busujima's neck, and her body becomes thin accordingly.

This is... a vampire?

Having sucked her HP, Busujima loses her strength and falls to the ground.

「That mere human woman was speaking rudely to our King, and her sin is to die a million times.」

Busujima's body turned into light particles as I coldly get up and threw it away. Then the vampire's gaze was directed to Gracia.

「Gracia. If you fought a bit more seriously, our King wouldn't have been damaged by those blades of those petty-minded humans. After all, you don't deserve to serve our King since you're just a beast.」

Gracia who seemed to be embarra.s.sed scowls at the good-looking guy with the raven-black hair with mixed eyes of anger.

「That's rude, Adora! Your strategy was entirely different! How dare you ask our King to be on the battlefield!」

The butler-like vampire called Adora moved his eyebrows jerkily and gave him a more cold voice.

「I guess it's because of your incompetency of your fight. To ignore the faults about one's inadequacy, really, and to use my strategy to complain about it. You d.a.m.ned single-cell.」

「What'd you say!?」

Adora and Gracia glared at a very close distance.

「Seems like you need to learn some lessons. Adora!」

「Interesting, I also thought a dog like you needs some discipline.」

Adora drew a sword from the back of his tuxedo where it was stored. A crimson light s.h.i.+nes eerily from the deep-black blade. It was definitely a heinous sword.

一Gracia, on the other hand, raises his fists and b.u.mp them together. The arm then changes to a huge monstrous arm.

Wait a minute. What's happening? Suddenly a fight in the middle of this!?

「Take this, four-eyes!」

「Come! You dog!」

The instant Adora and Gracia tried to clash with each other, an explosion occurred between both of them.