It was the first time I have seen such a beautiful pair of different coloured eyes…
Shakespeare:
…are my eyes that unusual to you?
(Selection)
Freya:
It’s not that they are unusual, but they do look like beautiful gemstones to me
Shakespeare:
Well, well. You flatter me
Shakespeare:
I am honoured to receive such high praise from milady
(Though I wasn’t trying to flatter him…I really do find them very beautiful)
Shakespeare smiles softly.
Shakespeare:
In any case, my good Count, is she the girl who wandered into your mansion this night?
Comte:
Ah, yes she is. It seems she inadvertently followed me back when I had travelled a little into the future.
Comte:
Though for now, she will have to remain here for a month before the door to her timeline opens up again.
Shakespeare:
So, at the hour mine lady was informed that the residents of the mansion were vampires brought back from the dead by the Count, she escaped the mansion in a frenzy…
Shakespeare:
…does that seem like a possible scenario?
Freya:
H-How did you…!
Shakespeare:
Haha, I am a playwright by trade so I would have to be rather good at reading the hearts of people.
Shakespeare glanced briefly at le Comte, then turned his gaze back to me.
Shakespeare:
…you are called Freya, right?
Shakespeare:
Freya, listen to me. It is better to return to the mansion than to run around now, in the wee hours of the night
Freya:
B-But...
Setting me gently down on the ground, Shakespeare continues to explain patiently.
Shakespeare:
The time period you are in now is brutal. I am sure you understand now that you’ve experienced it first-hand…
Shakespeare:
…and as for those who live in le Comte’s mansion
Shakespeare:
Even if they are vampires, they are not savage murderers who consume blood indiscriminately, no?
(Is that so…?)
