Cupid, the mythical God of Love, blindfolds himself and loses his arrow at will.
A person who is shot loses all sense of reason and burns himself in love.
I am one with the mischievous arrow.
I knew it when I met you.
Under the night of a crescent moon, lost in a mysterious mansion, I was awoken by a nightmare of being bitten by someone.
Feeling a little shaken, I decided to head to the kitchen to confide in Sebastian, the butler, about my dream.
Someone bites me
Freya:
It seemed like a vampire.
Freya:
I was so surprised by how real it had felt.
Sebastian:
....
Freya:
Ah, sorry for saying something so weird.
Freya:
I guess there is no point in being so shocked over a mere nightmare.
Sebastian:
No, I do not find it weird or shocking.
Freya:
Huh...?
Sebastian:
I do find it rather interesting, your dream that is.
Freya:
What do you mean?
Sebastian:
Surely, it was a dream that this mansion has showed you.
Freya:
Um… what do you mean…?
Sebastian:
I believe it serves as a warning to you...
Sebastian:
A warning to you, to not let them steal your body or your heart.
Freya:
Them...?
Sebastian:
All the people you have met tonight; all those living in this mansion.
Sebastian:
What you have seen in your dreams… are real vampires.
Sebastian tells me all these with a completely serious expression, and falls completely silent after.
Freya:
Umm…this is Sebastian’s idea of a joke right?
(But if that were the case, his face shouldn't be so serious...)
Freya:
Ahaha… I did not peg you to be such a jokester, Sebastian.
I forced myself to laugh
Sebastian:
Unfortunately, I am not joking, Freya
