My Curse? A Different Yandere in Every Reincarnation
Chapter 92: Vampire

Chapter 92: Vampire

"..." I’m at a dinner table, it seems my other-world self did an excellent job creating my new magic, now that there’s no longer Alyssa’s dark magic I remember things correctly.

"Is there a problem, miss?" A pale-skin, red-eyed maid looks at me and questions, I quickly pierce her heart with my hand and cut off her head.

"..." In this life, I’m a vampire and the magic my other-world self did basically recorded a kind of valve in my soul that automatically regulates my memories.

Enough with suffering from receiving a ton of memories, with this it also becomes easier to say which personality aspect I picked up, and since it’s in my soul, it comes with me.

’A possible weakness in Sayuri’s curse?’ If I’m in a world with magic, I can record things in my soul to take with me, with a limit.

Of course, now my goal will be to isolate myself, the personality aspect I picked up as a vampire is an abnormal coldness towards things, my feelings are "lukewarm", I don’t feel much for others.

This is good, it will help me isolate myself, besides, I’m a noble vampire, which means I don’t need to eat, I’m immune to the sun and I recover by sleeping, although I can still be killed by having my heart destroyed and my head cut off.

Wandering through the mansion, I kill all the servants, I have no family, my current age is "14" years old, more precisely my physical age is 14 years old, but this body is already 58 years old.

My body is short because it is stagnant in an appearance that takes a long time to change, so I look like a girl between 14 and 15 years old at most, which makes me look very young.

In this world there is also magic, which I am very grateful for, after all, it was thanks to this world having magic that I was able to quickly activate the magic I had made in the previous world, thus preventing pain from receiving a lot of memories.

I just wander around with a somewhat dead look while killing any servant I encounter, they are all vampires, so I pierce their hearts and then cut off their heads.

As I am a Noble Vampire and they are Servant Vampires, the difference in strength is enormous, despite me only being 58 years old, my goal will be to live as a Hikikomori, I won’t leave this mansion, I won’t meet anyone.

I don’t want to be killed anymore, I feel that my sanity has been shattered since the last world, I just want to rest and forget everything, so I’ll isolate myself here and just study magic to see what I can do.

After wandering through the mansion and killing 27 servants, I return to the dining table carrying a bottle of blood, as I have memories of drinking it, it doesn’t seem strange to me to drink blood.

In fact, the coldness I inherited in this world makes me see things from a new perspective, helping me to take full advantage of my intelligence.

I know that some fools show up in this mansion from time to time, so I think about how to make it convincing that I’m dead.

I think I need to rest my head, as a vampire and someone relatively good at magic, I can tell that my soul is very tired and has already passed the breaking point, the only thing preventing it from being destroyed is Sayuri’s curse.

I carelessly throw myself into the chair and serve myself blood in a glass, looking at the red liquid slowly falling.

The color and smell are quite different from when you feel it as a human, it seems more like a delicious meal.

’I wonder... how different I am from the beginning...’ Everything seems so different, so many new bad experiences have irreversibly changed me, I think I’m becoming more and more monstrous with each world.

I take a sip of the blood, it’s a little sweet with an unusual subtle flavor, it’s good, so I quickly finish drinking and fill the glass again, looking a bit at the mansion.

It seems antique, it was made in a way that refers to something old, so the style of wood and furniture makes me think of something made in a medieval era with low technology.

I’m not the strongest vampire, in fact, due to my age, I’m relatively weak among the noble vampires, so anyone can be a Yandere, at least in this life "I" never explored much or left the mansion because of hunters.

In other words, apart from the inhabitants of the mansion, I don’t know anyone, and now that no one knows me personally, it means I don’t have a Yandere, and I prefer it to stay that way.

Now that I know my soul is exhausted, what I’m going to do is pretend my death for any hunter who comes to the mansion, and I’ll also isolate myself in a secret passage in this mansion and sleep there.

Probably for at least a century should be enough for my soul to have a well-deserved rest.

"A traitor killed Shizune Accursed during a dinner... since Shizune was still weak, she was easily killed by a cowardly attack..." I murmur the story.

"Her body... was decapitated and her heart was destroyed, and as a way to show off, the traitor left the body at the scene..." I will transform the dead maid’s body next to me into an identical one to mine using magic.

No one will be able to inspect this anyway, when the next hunter invades this place and sees everyone dead, they can reach whatever conclusion they want, the secret passage is extremely difficult to find, so it’s safe.

"...Seems good to me..." It doesn’t need to be anything grand, vampires are like that, they can die at any moment to a stronger vampire.

This reminds me of the types of vampires, we are divided into classes, being Servant Vampire, Vampire, True Vampire, Noble Vampire, Duke Vampire, Ancestral Vampire, and Progenitor.

My class is in the middle, neither too high nor too low, Servant Vampires and Vampires are humans who have been transformed, but from True Vampire upwards are those who were born as vampires.

’I must regulate the magic...’ The valve that helps me with the memories is not perfect, I need to find a way for it to work automatically in a world without magic like the modern world.

But it makes sense, it was something done in a few minutes at most, according to what I remember, it was done carelessly and flawed, but I’ll have plenty of time to fix it.

In the present, the one most likely to be my Yandere is a vampire, since hunters are not usually very strong, but it doesn’t matter, I’ll avoid everyone, so the Yandere can go fuck themselves.

"Other magics that can help me in future worlds..." I should think carefully, there is a limit to how many magics I can carry with my soul, Sayuri’s curse takes up a lot of space.

Probably, in addition to the memory valve, I’ll only be able to take one or two more, so maybe waiting and not doing anything might be the best choice to add something really good in the future.

"Haaa..." I sigh, thinking about life, being so calm helps me think better about what to do with my life, asking Sayuri for help won’t work, so what solution could serve?

What definitive solution would protect my life from any Yandere? I have to think about this.

I savor the blood, finishing the entire bottle, then I drop the bottle on the floor, making it break to make the scene more realistic. I get up from the chair and place the maid’s body.

The magic in this world is different from the magic of the previous world, but fortunately it’s not too difficult to use. I begin to change her appearance with magic, spending some time on the details.

"Looks good enough... anyway, when it decomposes, no one will try to look too closely." I take the maid’s head and start changing its shape.

"Realistically, where would it fall..." I stare at the headless body, I shouldn’t leave too obvious inconsistencies like this, of course the blood pattern on the floor is already an inconsistency, but that can be overlooked.

I fit the head back onto the decapitated body and make a motion with my hand as if beheading it, and it falls to the ground. I think this is good enough, I also drop the glass on the floor and go to my room.

Arriving at my room, I rummage through what might be useful and end up just throwing several bottles of blood into what is basically my bed, a coffin. I fill the coffin with the blood bottles and close it.

After closing it, I start pushing the coffin through the mansion, taking it to the secret passage, being careful not to break the bottles. I don’t plan to leave that room for a long time, so all I’ll have to experience is that.

In this case, I should keep the blood preserved and be careful not to lose anything, although I’ll spend most of the time sleeping, so I won’t even have time to drink it.

But I must make it last and preserve the blood with magic. I drag the coffin for almost 2 hours with care when I reach the secret passage, I send the coffin inside.

I start placing the bottles scattered around the room and close the passage. After spreading the bottles around the room and preserving them with magic, I lie down inside the coffin and close it.

"I guess that’s it... sleeping for so long is strange... but it’s best for me..." I murmur.

’...’ I close my eyes to sleep, I will spend a long time in this place to rest from all the craziness I’ve been facing lately.

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