“Earth? India? I’ve never heard of those places before.”

The woman who introduced herself as Mone was curious about lots of things.

“Are the people living in those places as strong as you?”

“No.”

“Fair enough…” Mone nodded. If all the people there were as strong as the man in front of him, then they would have unified the world a long time ago. However, Mone got curious again.

“Why do you hate vampires, Rahmadat?”

“Because those bastards abduct and suck people’s blood like it’s not a big deal,” said Rahmadat. He momentarily paused as if he recalled something before continuing. “And one of them even bit me.”

“What?!” Mone freaked out and ran to the corner of the alley. She observed Rahmadat with only half of her face sticking out of the corner like a frightened cat.

“Y-you were bitten? When? Which part of your body did they bite?”

“They bit me two days ago near my neck on my shoulder.”

“...It’s already been two days since you were bitten, but you aren’t infected yet?”

“I ripped out the flesh on my neck and shoulders as soon as I was bitten.”

“You’re lying. Humans die if you do that! You’re going to get in trouble if you continue lying, you know!” Mone retorted.

Action spoke louder than words, so Rahmadat tore a chunk of his own shoulder on the spot to prove that he was speaking the truth.

“See? I didn’t die.”

“T-this doesn’t make any sense!” Mone quickly...