I feel myself wrapped in something fluffy and a strange feeling of weightlessness.
Perhaps, I’ve become an angel, laying on the cloud in heaven?!
But that’s not scientifically possible!
Has the centuries old debate finally come to a conclusion?!
Now, let’s see who is really right!
I opened my eyes, and the first thing I noticed is the stunning beauty of the woman that looked down at my face.
At first, I averted my eyes slightly from the bright sunlight that filtered through the rosey pink curtains, but I began to pick out details as my eyes adjusted.
The young woman had crimson eyes, with white hairs and long lashes. Her lips were light red, a gentle smile tugging at the sides of the mouth.
It’s an angel! The answer draws near!
The woman looked away from me for a few seconds, her face strangely fatigued. Next to her stood a young man. His hair contrasted in a raven black mess, and his eyes were red as well.
Such pretty eyes. I had no idea your eyes could be that color.
But that’s missing the point.
She opened her mouth to say something and the movement drew my eyes to focus on her mouth.
What she said was completely unintelligible.
However, that’s not the worst part.
Haaa…
This is no heaven.
Nope. That’s a vampire.
So that’s it. I was sent flying by a shamelessly inadequate truck driver, and then a secret society of vampires appeared and kidnapped me, and now they’re going to suck me dry of my blood!
As if I’ll stand for that!
Violently, I swung my arm upwards to pull free from whatever is wrapped around me, to knock aside my assailant. But instead of moving, it felt as if a dead weight was tied to my arm, preventing me from moving except for the tiniest actions.
What is this sorcery?!
I shouted in defiance, but my chest heaved pitifully once before finally letting out a loud voice.
Without words.
What.
The only sound that came out of my mouth was an annoying combination of a wail, a shout and a scream. I was so annoyed that I shut my mouth before someone else did it for me.
Something isn’t right. Hmmm….
I’ve sort of noticed it before, but isn’t that woman’s face really big? No offense, but it’s huge compared to what I was used to when I talked to my family or Rin.
Judging from the angle, it would seem like the lady is giving me a lap pillow, but neither my head nor my back feel anything that would resemble thigh.
This is quite confusing.
Ah wait, I’m being moved.
It felt as if my entire body was being lifted.
Impossible. There is no way that that man just lifted me, an average weight 15 year old boy without so much as a twitch on his face.
Bouncing my body softly, the man murmured something softly before turning around, one eighty degrees.
A mirror came into view.
Someone bury me please.
It looks like I’ve gone through a major surgery operation, as my hair is now white and my eyes are red.
And that’s not all.
I’m a newborn infant.
After bouncing me a bit more times in his arms, the man put me down face up next to the lady on a huge bed.
The fluffy towel is gone and I can move my limbs slightly now.
Hmm....
Now that I can ascertain that I will not be eaten in the near future, I can rest a little easier. Let’s see what we know.
One, I was just born and yet all my memory and mental capacity are completely functional despite having a baby’s undeveloped brain. I know, because my attention is the shortest I’ve remember it ever being.
There’s so much information!
Two, the woman that is next to me reading as well as the man that just left is almost definitely my parents. In this case, I will now refer to them internally as “mother” and “father.”
I’m sure they will be overjoyed.
Three, I am not human. Why? Because my parents most definitely aren’t human. I mean, I don’t think there are any humans with natural white hair and natural red eyes, are there?
What are the chances of there being two of them meeting and getting married? What are the chances of both of them being such lookers?
Is it fine for Mother to be sitting in the sunlight like that? She’s a vampire isn’t she? Strange.
Ah-, this means I’m also a vampire.
What to do… what to do…
