Vampire

Dinner was beef stew with potatoes, served with various kinds of bread. There were more potatoes than beef, otherwise it would have been potato stew with beef.

Honestly, Aunt May's cooking was truly hard to describe. It felt like she had put all her skill points into sandwiches. As for every other kind of food, there were only two categories: edible and inedible.

And edible merely meant it would not give you diarrhea.

Hayato decided to go out for a walk.

Hayato asked Peter, who regretfully said that his Shakespeare book report was due tomorrow, and he had not written a single word. So even if the Earth exploded today, he would not leave the house.

Peter had a high IQ and was excellent at the sciences, especially biology, computers, and physics, but he was fairly average in the humanities. American high schools did not separate students into arts and science tracks. At school, the popular ones were usually the strong athletes and artistically gifted boys. Students gifted in science were often labeled "nerds."

Of course, those boundaries were vague and could be broken.

Provided you were handsome enough or rich enough.

Aunt May said worriedly, "Hayato, don't go too far, and don't go into deserted corners. Come back early. This place isn't very safe at night."

"Okay," Hayato replied politely.

Peter blinked. Hayato really should be careful, careful when he made a move, so he would not beat anyone to death. He had seen Hayato's brutality firsthand.

He could only hope that the clueless punks on the streets had all taken the day off.

"Then I'm heading out. Bye." Hayato waved.

After he had taken a few steps, Aunt May chased after him and stuffed a small roll of American bills into his hand.

"Buy yourself something tasty. You