Chapter 62: As Your Wish. Not You, Hmph.

I don't get it. Just why would the universe pick someone like him? Just why would it decide to let an ordinary looking male human worth in my Queen's eyes?

- Twenty minutes ago -

"Why the eyes, Bobo?" The Queen of Draculas asks. I instantly throw my eyes down to respect her. But the Queen is still gazing at me.

"I am very sorry, My Queen."

"What are you sorry for?"

"I… I have doubted my queen once again."

The queen yawns as she grinds her cheek on the couch, "Mumn, yeah… I get it, this is about the Human. You don't see why he's the chosen one. Am I right, Bobo?"

I nod, "I am sorry for that matter. I--"

The queen laughs in a sleepy way, "Bobo, you may not see it now. You would be. Now, I'd like you to leave the room."

"My queen? B--But I don't have anything to do if not to serve beside you."

"Follow the human. Now you have something to do. While you're following him, watch. Or maybe help. Trouble scent has been lingering around him today."

M--My queen is throwing me away to a strange human male I only met and hated today?! What is this scenario? Or rather, what's with my wording?

Without even the need to show her face, my queen emphasizes her saying, "This is an order."

"I--I understand."

"Perfect. In time, yawnnn, in time, you'd see the why for all your doubts."

I hope so. As of now, I hate to serve under a human that's not worth it.

- Present time -

The male human stops once again. What is it this time? Will he ask if I love candy once again? Aren't 'My queen does' is not enough for an answer? Why would he want to know about me anyway? I don't even know if I like candy or not. My queen does.

Every time he faces me I can feel my back tingling. This means either of these two things: first, it could be my instinct is telling me he's a dangerous guy. Which would make sense if he's the chosen one. Or it could just mean he's creeping me out. Don't look at me with those eyes, male human!

"You know," he starts moving his mouth's muscle, "I'm beginning to have a second thought about this. Can you not follow me?"

"I can't. I will keep following you," what? Does he think I'm too weak to watch over him? "If there's any problem, do tell. I would try to solve it out if it's under my control."

The male human scratches his back head as if something is troubling him. And now he's looking at me from bottom to top, again! I knew it. He thinks I'm too weak to protect him if something are to attack us.

"How's changing your clothes under your control?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, it's a pretty (weird) cloth to be walking around the street in this modern world we're living in, haha."

"I heard that." You think facing away quickly and saying a word can fool my ear?

"What?"

Nevermind. "As of your request, I can't do it. Being under Dracula's authority I have to wear my pride uniform."

"Maid's costume."

"Uniform."

He sighs, "I guess that can't be help huh. It's just, you're attracting too much attraction."

Attraction? I look around to see what he meant. Passing students have been taking pictures of me and the Blood Batwing as they say, 'Dude, look at that hottie. That umberella really do perfect her vibe.' 'Are they like roleplaying yo?' 'I don't know, just take pictures!'

Ah yes, praise the Blood Batwing again. Praise it! Spread the image of it to the world and let it be acknowledged.

"Are you posing?" Male human.

Fuuuufufuck, I gopt carried awayeye.. ehem, and this lame ass human male is giving me the funny look.

I breathe in my composure and reply, "no."

"Okay. But you do see what I meant now, right? I can't have you following me around if other eyes are catching you. As you might now, my business now should be dealt with in a very discreet manner. And you're… being virtually loud. And why am I using weird words now? I guess I'm still word-sicked… goddamit."

Hm? So this is the problem? Why worries, I have a perfect solution for this. "As you might now, man-who-opens-chaos. I am a skillful succubus."

…

Why is he being silent?

"Er, yeah, haha."

And why is he acting so awkward?

I glare at him, medium style. I still have to keep this conversation pure business. "What's with the reaction? Don't you have the confidence of my kind?"

"Well, uh, no." He starts looking around as if worry someone hearing us, "I've been told that succubus can do, er, things. But I don't know if it can help you be a lot more, uh, quiter? Goddamit, word-sicked."

… I think there's been a misunderstanding here. And if I were to guess what's inside this male human's mind, it'd be…

I clear my throat, "Collecting semen of men was what my ancestor did. We don't practise it anymore. Don't hope me to."

The male throws away his chin, "I don't know what you're talking about."

This human… why do I have to say it and him, who started the hint for it, got to just dodge away the shame? Whatever. His thought actually creates a great point for me. "Take it as evidence. We, succubus can be 'discreet' if we want to be. It's still in our blood to be a secret of the night."

"What does that mean?"

"I will stop following you in sight of the day."

"Oh cool… so, you're going to like, stalk me now? I still think that can be--oh…"

Before he can even finish one sentence to torture my ear again, I've disappeared in front of him. And now, I am currently… ten meters away from him and a meter away from a dog who's witnessed my 'blink' and now's pissing on the floor.

It's all right, I am used to his footsteps and smell, voice and look… I can hear him from here. Ha, it only took me two hours to get used to him fully. Ha ha... ha...

…

I--I am not a stalker!