In the middle of the forest, you were drinking out lots of blood from a passer-by. Starving, you drank lots and lots like a mad man since you didn't had any for almost 2 days. You heard some foot steps from behind, but you didn't pay much attention to it and continued drinking. Not knowing those footsteps were from the famous vampire hunter, Scaramouche.

He chuckled as he watched you close from behind. Once you were finishing up, Scara whispers to your ear.

"And what are you doing, hm~?"