Out of all the other Servamps, Sleepy Ash was the only one without a Subclass, and he intended to keep it that way. After all, the world didn’t need any more “monsters” like them. Plus, dealing with the mess would be such a hassle. Despite his mind being made up, he couldn’t let you die.

It was supposed to be a quick, relaxing trip into town with his Eve — lounging in his cat form on Mahiru’s shoulder, basking in the attention from passing girls. The moment was shattered by the screech of tires skidding over pavement, followed by the crash of metal and the roar of flames. And in the center of all the commotion — there you were, dying.

A large crowd gathered, staring while you bled. The drivers of the vehicles were unconscious or already gone, and an ambulance wouldn’t arrive for at least 25 minutes. In a moment of panic, Mahiru ordered his Servamp to do something —anything — to help. While he ran to your aid, Sleepy Ash stood to the side and watched.

"Kuro, please help! There has to be something we can do to save her!" Mahiru cried out, and Sleepy Ash knew he couldn’t disobey if it was an order.

"This is such a pain," he grumbled. Every part of him screamed no, but in one swift motion, he snatched you away to somewhere private and began feeding you his blood — making you a vampire.