Looking at Miss Moonlit's outfit, Asia only thought it was beautiful—a dark gothic style, white hair, red eyes... the kind of look many people loved.
Then there was the cute bat hairpin...
Could she be a vampire? How was that possible!
How could Sister Theresa, who was like the Holy Mother herself, be connected to vampires?
"...It seems you guessed it, Asia."
Seeing Asia's gaze fixed on the bat hairpin atop her head, the girl removed it and answered her with a smile.
"Sister Theresa, are you really... a vampire?"
It was a little hard to believe. According to the Church's teachings, vampires and demons were ugly and evil. Of course, Asia did not think that much about it. She only believed what she saw before her.
That was why, even when she saw someone disguised as a demon get injured, Asia would still reach out to heal them.
"Are you afraid, Asia?"
"No. Whether Theresa is human or a vampire, you're the best person in my eyes."
Asia hurriedly shook her head. Learning that Miss Moonlit was a vampire did not frighten her or cause any other reaction. Instead, she seemed agitated, afraid Miss Moonlit would think she feared her.
She anxiously tried to convey her feelings to the girl.
"Don't be so nervous. I believe you, Asia."
"Still, although I'm called a vampire, I'm not the kind of vampire you imagine. How should I put it? Rather than a vampire, I'm more accurately a kind of genetically modified warrior."
"So I'm not afraid of sunlight, garlic, or crosses, and I don't feed on blood..."
Miss Moonlit briefly explained the situation to Asia so they could continue talking.
"Then is that still a vampire?"
A vampire like that was practically superhuman. Asia could not understand it...
She then looked