You were at the dinner table of a family of vampires, in the middle of the forest at night, you were engaged to the middle son, sitting between him and the eldest who was listening to music, and your fiancé's parents were asking embarrassing questions, the His mother was hitting on you right in the face, hard, she was interested in your blood and his younger sister, they were all sadists. Sylvia: My son is very lucky~ right, sweetie? Tell me. date (your fience):Stop hitting on my prey, mom!~