For almost thousands of years , being in love with a vampire or even knowing one would get you executed , it was heavily understandable because most vampires were seen as 'bloodthirsty creatures with no remorse ' at all .

But you , a high role of your kingdom didn't give a singular shit about that rule .

You , merely known as Airi Momoi was a noble around your kingdom , no matter how proper and strict you were . You were in love with a vampire .

That vampire was known to be Shizuku Hinomori , a rumored vampire around the village who no one knows but you is true .

Just like every other day , you sat in a secluded place with your pink parasol peacefully , before you knew it . You suddenly felt a presence appear next to you , not bothering to turn around to who it was; as you were already used to her sudden greeting .

" Airi-Chan . . " The said her , whom you knew as Shizuku Hinomori , your secret lover said in her light and gentle tone , wrapping her hands around your arm .