After getting off the bus, he proceeded, this is the center of the city.
It's a crowded street.
He disappeared among the people.
[White hair is very attractive]
He knew. His clothes and hair betray him.
All of a sudden he began to sway forward.
His steps are awkward and inconsistent.
He leaned against the wall and hesitated with crumpled trembling hands.
"Are you okay?"
The person who came to help must be the spy who caught her eye.
"I-I'm fine" sounded strange and weak.
"Let me help you, you seem to be having trouble breathing" as he held her hand for support, her hands reaching for her mask.
Yun didn't stop him from taking off his mask as he grew more serious.
"A-ah?" He was shocked.
It was the face of a young man she was waiting for, what she saw was a wrinkled face...
He was an old man!
No wonder her waist is bent.
The man scanned his surroundings, swearing at his luck. That cunning man must have fled immediately!
"Sorry, just came to mind that I have urgent business" he quickly left and made hasty gestures, looking around.
[And I say why is your voice weird]
"It's not easy to pretend to be old"
[Luckily you didn't dress too young today]
He looked at his crumpled hands. They rubbed against each other and ignoring the strange feeling, he moved forward, continuing his role.
He is a vampire, even if he has no power, he can control his blood in his body. So it was okay to draw all his blood and make himself look like an old man.
After the crowd had moved away from the place, he proceeded to a dim street. He looked at the relatively desolate area, took off his jacket and threw it in the trash.
Even though the black bag was unobtrusive, it would take care of that too. He opened the bag by entering the password, and the blood bags inside were visible.
8 pack bags. At least it was a week. He took it and placed it in the system's warehouse.
He looked at the trash can, and a tiny electric spark fell into the can. The flame flared up quickly and was fanned by the wind, turning everything to ash. The wind, which contained tiny pieces of ice that blew for a moment, quickly extinguished the fire, leaving only a pile of indeterminate pieces behind.
He straightened his hunched posture, releasing his blood. As soon as his vision returned to normal, he jumped off the wall and walked away.
***
"Young master" the maid saluted. He nodded in greeting.
He saw his mother in a gazebo in the garden. It wasn't spring yet, she was wearing a thick cardigan and drinking coffee in a big mug.
As he approached step by step, he could hear her chatting in a pleasant mood. He saw Nanren before him.
He didn't hesitate.
He became a little distracted, and he thought of his mother's illness. When she didn't accept him...
"Yun!" The sudden call startled him. He turned his head to see Nanren waving to him. His eyes were slightly red, and he took a shaky breath as he moved forward.
"Mom" hugged him from behind and buried his head in her shoulder. He missed his mother a little today.
"Luckily you arrived safe and sound." Her soft hands caressed his head. He squinted his eyes with ease and great satisfaction.
Unaware that at that moment she looked like a lazy cat.
"Hmm" he nodded after confirming. He glanced at Nanren out of the corner of his eye, seeing that he had turned his head and averted his eyes from her. Red ears were in her hair.
"Too shy ?" He sat down next to his mother, thinking lightly.
"Where were you today?"
She caught her mother's curious expression.
His eyes softened and he answered in a kindly voice. "I met my friends"
"Do you have friends ?" It is the sentence of a mother who is happy for her child rather than a question.
"Yeah"
Of course not.
He doesn't have time to deal with vacancies.
"I'm glad. I was afraid you wouldn't fit in." A slightly bitter smile.
Of course, her mother must be thinking about her coma again.
"And your mother?"
She asked to distract him. "How was your day?"
Do you have friends ? He wanted to ask, but changed the question because he thought he had psychological problems before.
"It was pretty good." He kept raising his head slightly and looking up at the sky.
"The usual routines. I'll get to work, I'll take care of them. Other than that, we chatted with Nanren"
He continued laughing.
"Nanren is such a sweet boy"
"A-ah" Nanren, his face flushed like a tomato, bowed his head timidly.
"Haha" Yun couldn't help but laugh.
"Mom, you mentioned work." He shifted his focus with a smile so as not to embarrass Nanren even more.
"That's right, starting Monday this week." Elena sipped her coffee.
"By the way, do you want coffee?" He suddenly thought of it and asked.
"No." Yun refused, waiting for her to speak.
"My job…I want to start a business separate from the Ji family. Being independent" The smile that spread across his face contained a lot of determination. An authoritative tone… Of course, Yun knew that his mother was never as soft as she seemed.
"Did you think?"
He asked again.
"Sure, I'm going to open a cafe" his eyes were shining as he spoke. Yun's eyes involuntarily shifted to Nanren as she thought that she should silently support her mother.
When her eyes met with Nanren, Nanren averted her eyes with a baked face in worry.
Yun:???
He felt that he could never understand this little brother.
"By the way, Yun…" as he turned his attention back to his mother, he felt the strong wind blowing in his direction and diverted his direction. Elena's golden hair swayed as the tree branches swayed in the wind.
And for a moment, there was no good feeling at all as she tossed her hair back and looked at him solemnly.
Certainly...
What he would say later proved that his feelings were correct.
"Is there a girl you like?"
-To be continued-