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# Aniplex

# MTBB

I thought of the name "Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade."

I myself thought up the name "Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade."

If I say so myself, it's a cool, hearty, and most splendid name.

Not to brag, but it's a cool, tough, and most splendid name.

However...

to be honest, I slightly regret doing so.

To be honest, I feel the slightest of regrets.

Perhaps I should not have given her a name.

They often say...

You know what they say:

you become attached to your pet once you give it a name.

Now whether that attachment was friendship, affection,

Now whether that attachment was friendship, affection, or simply lust

or simply lust is something I'm unsure of in hindsight.

is something I'm unsure of in hindsight.

But there is one thing I can say for certain.

It was not appetite.

It was not a desire to feed.

Because Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade

doesn't sound too tasty for the name of a meal, right?

doesn't work that well as the name of a meal, now does it?

Looks like I have died yet again.

It seems that I have died yet again.

Um...

I've been meaning to ask you.

Is it delicious?

Does that thing... taste good?

That thing.

Of course it tastes good. It's my head.

Of course it's delicious. It's my head.

But whether it's delicious or not doesn't matter much.

Even if it tastes awful...

Even if it tastes awful,

I'll eat it.

I eat the lives I kill.

I eat the lives I end.

It's probably better if you stopped.

You should probably stop.

You shouldn't poke your nose into someone else's eating habits, Princess.

I'm worried about something else.

What else is there?

What part of me would make the princess of a ruined nation worry?

I'm saying you should just give up on trying to kill me.

Because something like that

is absolutely impossible.

How I died may differ, but the cause of death was the same.

How I die may differ, but the cause of death is always the same.

Cause of death, Princess Acerola.

Cause of death: Princess Acerola.

It's outrageous to say

Preposterous.

that the reason why you've been dying over and over like that would lie with me.

It's outrageous to lay the blame at my feet for your recent spat of repeated death.

If you had not tried to kill me, you would not have died even once.

It's not an intent to kill. It's an appetite.

I don't want to kill. I want to feed.

I see.

Then there's nothing we can do.

Go ahead. Eat up.

If you can manage to eat me, that is.

You don't have to tell me!

It seems I have met my death for the fifth time.

It seems I have died yet again.

It seems that I have died yet again.

From the nuances I feel, it looks like I starved to death this time.

Judging from this sensation, it looks like I starved to death this time.

Starving to death is unusual.

What in the world happened to me?

I see you have awoken, Master.

Lift your head.

Tropicalesque Home-awave Dogstrings.

Nowadays, he's the only minion I have left.

Of all the kin I've made, he's the only one who remains.

If you took any longer to awaken, I was thinking of having you eat me, Master.

What happened?

The reason you passed away this time was because of lack of food.

It seems the humans of this kingdom have been eradicated.

The humans of this kingdom have been eradicated?

Come to think, it wasn't like I lacked vague memories that I can recall.

Come to think of it, there are a few vague memories that I can recall.

I got hungry, so I headed out to eat a meal.

Memories of hunger and going out for a meal.

However, not one human was in sight.

Memories of bewilderment, of a town shockingly bereft of humans.

A memory of being completely bewildered.

Memories of lacking things to eat, feeling hunger and thirst, and withering away.

A memory of lacking things to eat, feeling hunger and thirst, and withering away.

An eradication so thorough that a vampire faces a food shortage.

A level of eradication where a vampire faces a shortage of food.

Something like a plague?

Did my food storage spoil?

In a way, you could call it a plague.

However, the name of the disease is beauty.

Excuse me?

Master, have you heard the fairy tale of the Beautiful Princess?

I'd heard of a beauty that was alluring like a siren, but following that naming structure,

I'd heard of beauty that launched a thousand ships, but following that naming structure,

the Beautiful Princess story that Tropicalesque retold to me was a beauty from a ruined nation.

the story that Tropicalesque relayed to me was of beauty that left ten thousand corpses.

A princess who destroyed a nation purely from her beauty.

A princess of mass slaughter.

Her Majesty, the mass murderer.

It was a fairy tale of great interest.

What? So basically, a princess who ruined her own nation, then went into exile,

What? So basically, a princess who ruined her own nation then went into exile

and after much wandering she ended up at this kingdom.

and after much wandering ended up at this kingdom.

And that's why this kingdom fell to ruin?

Yes.

I hear every citizen, including the royalty and nobility, all gladly gave their lives to the Beautiful Princess.

By offering what is most dear to them, they tried to repay her for her beauty.

So she ruined an entire nation simply by existing.

What kind of monster is this woman?

She's not a monster. She's a human. A human female.

It seems she has caused many nations to come to ruin

by simply traveling and walking through.

I see. A plague indeed.

All right, I've made up my mind, Tropicalesque.

For my wake-up meal this time around, I shall have a taste of that princess.

That sounds more than fitting to be my first meal in a while.

M-Master, that would be...

M-Master, that may not be...

I'm very particular about what I eat on an empty stomach. It must be special food.

Allow me to voice my opinion, Master,

Forgive me for voicing my opinion, Master,

but it would be better if you not do that.

but perhaps that would not be wise.

Please rethink your decision. I beg of you.

Why, Tropicalesque?

Are you telling me to starve to death once again?

N-No, but the Beautiful Princess, as I mentioned earlier,

is substantially more evil than the average monster—

is substantially more heinous than the average monster—

Tropicalesque. You are my minion.

Tropicalesque. You are my servant.

Are you worried that I would become captivated by this woman?

You think that like those humans,

I would idolize this princess and ultimately give my life to her?

N-Not at all.

I-If that's the case,

I-If that is your will,

how about you eat corpses lying around in the area to regain your strength first?

why not eat corpses lying around in the area to regain your strength first?

That's what I did to tide myself over this situation.

That's what I did to tide myself over.

Listen, Tropicalesque.

How you choose to procure nourishment is up to you.

Eating the dead, eating corpses, do as you like.

Eating the dead, eating corpses. Do as you like.

But those are your preferences, and not mine.

I only eat humans that I killed myself.

I kill, then eat.

That's my policy.

Both as a vampire, and as a gourmet. That's a stance I cannot yield on.

Both as a vampire, and as a gourmet. That is a stance I cannot yield on.

I want to eat as little as possible if it was food that I did not kill myself.

When it comes to food that I did not kill myself, I want to eat as little as possible.

Right now my stomach is feeling like some Beautiful Princess,

so I'm gonna eat some Beautiful Princess.

so I shall eat some Beautiful Princess.

Kill and eat a beauty from a fallen nation.

I'll eat as I like, and I'll kill and eat. That's what I decided.

I'll eat as I like, and I'll eat what I kill. That's what I decided.

Doing what I decide upon, and doing it in the matter I decided on, is who I am.

Doing what I decide on, and doing it in the manner I decided on, is who I am.

Do not follow me, my servant.

Understood.

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# Aniplex

I thought of the name "Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade."
If I say so myself, it's a cool, hearty, and most splendid name.
However...
to be honest, I slightly regret doing so.
Perhaps I should not have given her a name.
They often say...
you become attached to your pet once you give it a name.
Now whether that attachment was friendship, affection,
or simply lust is something I'm unsure of in hindsight.
But there is one thing I can say for certain.
It was not appetite.
Because Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade
doesn't sound too tasty for the name of a meal, right?
Looks like I have died yet again.
Um...
I've been meaning to ask you.
Is it delicious?
That thing.
Of course it's delicious. It's my head.
But whether it's delicious or not doesn't matter much.
Even if it tastes awful...
I'll eat it.
I eat the lives I kill.
It's probably better if you stopped.
You shouldn't poke your nose into someone else's eating habits, Princess.
I'm worried about something else.
What else is there?
What part of me would make the princess of a ruined nation worry?
I'm saying you should just give up on trying to kill me.
Because something like that
is absolutely impossible.
How I died may differ, but the cause of death was the same.
Cause of death, Princess Acerola.
It's outrageous to say
that the reason why you've been dying over and over like that would lie with me.
If you had not tried to kill me, you would not have died even once.
It's not an intent to kill. It's an appetite.
I see.
Then there's nothing we can do.
Go ahead. Eat up.
If you can manage to eat me, that is.
You don't have to tell me!
It seems I have met my death for the fifth time.
It seems I have died yet again.
From the nuances I feel, it looks like I starved to death this time.
Starving to death is unusual.
What in the world happened to me?
I see you have awoken, Master.
Lift your head.
Tropicalesque Home-awave Dogstrings.
Nowadays, he's the only minion I have left.
If you took any longer to awaken, I was thinking of having you eat me, Master.
What happened?
The reason you passed away this time was because of lack of food.
It seems the humans of this kingdom have been eradicated.
The humans of this kingdom have been eradicated?
Come to think, it wasn't like I lacked vague memories that I can recall.
I got hungry, so I headed out to eat a meal.
However, not one human was in sight.
A memory of being completely bewildered.
A memory of lacking things to eat, feeling hunger and thirst, and withering away.
A level of eradication where a vampire faces a shortage of food.
Something like a plague?
Did my food storage spoil?
In a way, you could call it a plague.
However, the name of the disease is beauty.
Master, have you heard the fairy tale of the Beautiful Princess?
I'd heard of a beauty that was alluring like a siren, but following that naming structure,
the Beautiful Princess story that Tropicalesque retold to me was a beauty from a ruined nation.
A princess who destroyed a nation purely from her beauty.
A princess of mass slaughter.
It was a fairy tale of great interest.
What? So basically, a princess who ruined her own nation, then went into exile,
and after much wandering she ended up at this kingdom.
And that's why this kingdom fell to ruin?
Yes.
I hear every citizen, including the royalty and nobility, all gladly gave their lives to the Beautiful Princess.
By offering what is most dear to them, they tried to repay her for her beauty.
So she ruined an entire nation simply by existing.
What kind of monster is this woman?
She's not a monster. She's a human. A human female.
It seems she has caused many nations to come to ruin
by simply traveling and walking through.
I see. A plague indeed.
All right, I've made up my mind, Tropicalesque.
For my wake-up meal this time around, I shall have a taste of that princess.
That sounds more than fitting to be my first meal in a while.
M-Master, that would be...
I'm very particular about what I eat on an empty stomach. It must be special food.
Allow me to voice my opinion, Master,
but it would be better if you not do that.
Please rethink your decision. I beg of you.
Why, Tropicalesque?
Are you telling me to starve to death once again?
N-No, but the Beautiful Princess, as I mentioned earlier,
is substantially more evil than the average monster—
Tropicalesque. You are my minion.
Are you worried that I would become captivated by this woman?
You think that like those humans,
I would idolize this princess and ultimately give my life to her?
N-Not at all.
I-If that's the case,
how about you eat corpses lying around in the area to regain your strength first?
That's what I did to tide myself over this situation.
Listen, Tropicalesque.
How you choose to procure nourishment is up to you.
Eating the dead, eating corpses, do as you like.
But those are your preferences, and not mine.
I only eat humans that I killed myself.
I kill, then eat.
That's my policy.
Both as a vampire, and as a gourmet. That's a stance I cannot yield on.
I want to eat as little as possible if it was food that I did not kill myself.
Right now my stomach is feeling like some Beautiful Princess,
so I'm gonna eat some Beautiful Princess.
Kill and eat a beauty from a fallen nation.
I'll eat as I like, and I'll kill and eat. That's what I decided.
Doing what I decide upon, and doing it in the matter I decided on, is who I am.
Do not follow me, my servant.
Understood.
Your faithful servant will eagerly await your return.
But please do be careful, Master.
Oh, that's right.
Stop calling me with such a commonplace title as "Master."
It took me a while to notice as I have just awoken from slumber,
but I don't recall allowing usage of such an ordinary title.
I-I am terribly sorry!
Please take care, Suicide-Master.
The vampire of prepared death, inevitable death, and certain death...
Deathtopia Virtuoso Suicide-Master!
That's better.
Are you all right?
How long have I been dead?
You were only dead for a very short while.
And the one who murdered you was you, yourself.
I don't get it. I myself did it?
You committed suicide because you tried to kill me.
The reason why you want to kill me...
I sense that you have your own reasons, but please think twice about it.
Please don't waste the life that you have regained.
So, what?
Not only did I hesitate on harming your beauty,
but I couldn't forgive myself for committing such a savage act,
and I tried to commit suicide?
That would be it.
Hey. I'm a monster.
It seems so.
I'm a vampire.
Really? I didn't think they actually existed.
I'm a monster who kills and eats humans.
Then your actions were an attempt to eat me.
I apologize for being unable to abide by that request.
Something wrong?
No.
If you're hungry, how about you eat with me?
I have some pot-au-feu that's just about done.
I only eat creatures I kill myself.
May I ask you for your name?
The vampire of prepared death, inevitable death, and certain death...
Deathtopia Virtuoso Suicide-Master.
So Lady Suicide-Master.
Ditch the "Lady." The name is an honorific in itself.
Understood.
I am Acerola.
So you're not "Beautiful Princess"?
That's from my childhood. A title, a derogatory name.
Nowadays, there is nobody left that still calls me as such.
Then I'll call you Princess Acerola.
Do as you wish.
I wasn't even a princess or anything to begin with.
I wonder how things ended up this way.
It seems I have died yet again.
Being killed twice in a row in such short succession, and by the same person
was a first in my long life as a vampire, as well as in my dietary life.
Immortal, I see.
That is quite magnificent, Suicide-Master.
I'm much honored by that compliment, Princess Acerola.
I died yet again trying to eat you, didn't I?
Yes, that is correct.
But please don't let it get to you, Suicide-Master.
It's all because I am just too beautiful.
It seems I have greatly troubled this nation as well.
I will leave right away, so please spare me.
I guess the one I've been seeking wasn't in this country either.
One she's been seeking?
That doesn't sound like looking for food.
So she's looking for someone as well?
Oh, come to think, that's how the fairy tale went.
A wandering journey in search of a soul to save.
Right. The Beautiful Princess was that kind of fairy tale.
But before that...
Leave?
Come on now. I can't allow such a thing to happen.
What a selfish story.
How many people need to die so that you can find one person to save?
How many countries will you lay to ruin for your own salvation?
Are you telling me to die?
If I die...
If I take my own life, that would make things easier for me.
However, if the same problem were to happen again in the future,
then that will not save them, as they will be forced
to take their own life, just like how I did.
Then, Princess Acerola, do you have any leads?
If you continue on, and leave this country that you destroyed, and go to the next one,
do you think the person you can save will be there?
Won't you be repeating the same thing in the next country?
It seems there's a misunderstanding,
but I'm not ruining every country that I go to.
As powerless as I am, I try to be as considerate as possible so such things don't happen.
But you have your limits. You really are powerless.
I have no intent in denying your conscience and your sense of aestheticism.
But I must advise you that continuing your journey without much thought is simply reckless.
You do have a point.
Even if you say I'm reckless, I don't know any other way.
I can only arrive at the answer by wandering around like this.
No, that's not necessarily true.
Look here, Princess Acerola.
Though reluctantly, you ruined this kingdom.
But you can make efficient usage of this situation.
Efficient usage...
You don't have to rush out at this point.
You no longer have to worry about killing someone anymore.
What are you talking about?
There's worry that I will kill you, Suicide-Master.
I'm an immortal monster.
Death means nothing to me.
Look, Princess. I'll tell you this.
There's no other being like me.
Someone staying at your side who keeps dying and dying, but coming back to life each time.
I'm the one and only existence who can give you counsel.
Counsel?
Yeah.
As you can see, I'm a monster, but that's not all.
I have a smidgeon of understanding in magecraft as well.
Call it necessary knowledge as a nonhuman.
So I can at least assist you in figuring out a way to dispel the curse
that the witch supposedly placed on you.
What do you say?
In return for assisting me,
you want to detain me in this realm so you can seek out a chance to eat me?
Brilliant answer.
Is there any other relationship where the interests of each side match so perfectly?
I see. It seems I have no choice but to work with you, Suicide-Master.
Then, it's a pleasure to be here.
For the first time,
I had direct contact with her skin, and her flesh.
No garment between us.
An invasive softness and texture
made me lose myself, and...
It seems I have died yet again.
The three deaths I have experienced were not deaths in vain,
nor deaths with no purpose.
If anything, it was a devilish death.
I died like a devil.
And so, I invited Princess Acerola to Corpse Castle.
I am absolutely against this.
What are you thinking, Master?
It's preposterous to invite a lowly human into your abode, Master.
You want me to not only take care of you, Master, but also a lowly human?
That is too much to bear.
So in your mind, you were taking care of me?
This is my final decision. I didn't ask for your opinion.
Don't worry. I don't intend on making you take care of a human.
Instead, I was going to warn you ahead of time to stay away from Princess Acerola.
Princess Acerola.
O-Of all things, you have written the name of a lowly human into your memory, Suicide-Master?
Because I am the vampire of prepared death, inevitable death, and certain death,
I thought nothing of the protective wall that the princess has set up.
But a vampire of your caliber won't stand a chance.
The instant you face her, you will shatter into pieces.
Th-That is all the more reason...
That is all the more reason, Suicide-Master.
To let such a dangerous individual into the castle...
As the caretaker and supervisor for the castle, this is something I cannot turn a blind eye towards.
You're repeating yourself, Tropicalesque.
That's enough.
Have I ever overturned any decision that I have made?
As you mentioned, this ingredient is quite a hassle to cook up.
It looks like I can't swallow her whole.
I have deduced that I need to make proper, careful preparations so that she becomes edible.
So don't make that kind of face.
It's only until I can get past that barrier of beauty so it becomes possible to kill the princess.
It shall not take long.
Acknowledged. But I won't be responsible should anything happen.
So, Tropicalesque. I'd like to ask you for your opinion.
What do you think I need to do to kill the Beautiful Princess?

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# MTBB

I myself thought up the name "Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade."
Not to brag, but it's a cool, tough, and most splendid name.
However...
To be honest, I feel the slightest of regrets.
Perhaps I should not have given her a name.
You know what they say:
you become attached to your pet once you give it a name.
Now whether that attachment was friendship, affection, or simply lust
is something I'm unsure of in hindsight.
But there is one thing I can say for certain.
It was not a desire to feed.
Because Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade
doesn't work that well as the name of a meal, now does it?
It seems that I have died yet again.
Um...
I've been meaning to ask you.
Does that thing... taste good?
Of course it tastes good. It's my head.
But whether it's delicious or not doesn't matter much.
Even if it tastes awful,
I'll eat it.
I eat the lives I end.
You should probably stop.
You shouldn't poke your nose into someone else's eating habits, Princess.
I'm worried about something else.
What else is there?
What part of me would make the princess of a ruined nation worry?
I'm saying you should just give up on trying to kill me.
Because something like that
is absolutely impossible.
How I die may differ, but the cause of death is always the same.
Cause of death: Princess Acerola.
Preposterous.
It's outrageous to lay the blame at my feet for your recent spat of repeated death.
If you had not tried to kill me, you would not have died even once.
I don't want to kill. I want to feed.
I see.
Then there's nothing we can do.
Go ahead. Eat up.
If you can manage to eat me, that is.
You don't have to tell me!
It seems I have met my death for the fifth time.
It seems that I have died yet again.
Judging from this sensation, it looks like I starved to death this time.
Starving to death is unusual.
What in the world happened to me?
I see you have awoken, Master.
Lift your head.
Tropicalesque Home-awave Dogstrings.
Of all the kin I've made, he's the only one who remains.
If you took any longer to awaken, I was thinking of having you eat me, Master.
What happened?
The reason you passed away this time was because of lack of food.
It seems the humans of this kingdom have been eradicated.
The humans of this kingdom have been eradicated?
Come to think of it, there are a few vague memories that I can recall.
Memories of hunger and going out for a meal.
Memories of bewilderment, of a town shockingly bereft of humans.
Memories of lacking things to eat, feeling hunger and thirst, and withering away.
An eradication so thorough that a vampire faces a food shortage.
Something like a plague?
Did my food storage spoil?
In a way, you could call it a plague.
However, the name of the disease is beauty.
Excuse me?
Master, have you heard the fairy tale of the Beautiful Princess?
I'd heard of beauty that launched a thousand ships, but following that naming structure,
the story that Tropicalesque relayed to me was of beauty that left ten thousand corpses.
A princess who destroyed a nation purely from her beauty.
Her Majesty, the mass murderer.
It was a fairy tale of great interest.
What? So basically, a princess who ruined her own nation then went into exile
and after much wandering ended up at this kingdom.
And that's why this kingdom fell to ruin?
Yes.
I hear every citizen, including the royalty and nobility, all gladly gave their lives to the Beautiful Princess.
By offering what is most dear to them, they tried to repay her for her beauty.
So she ruined an entire nation simply by existing.
What kind of monster is this woman?
She's not a monster. She's a human. A human female.
It seems she has caused many nations to come to ruin
by simply traveling and walking through.
I see. A plague indeed.
All right, I've made up my mind, Tropicalesque.
For my wake-up meal this time around, I shall have a taste of that princess.
That sounds more than fitting to be my first meal in a while.
M-Master, that may not be...
I'm very particular about what I eat on an empty stomach. It must be special food.
Forgive me for voicing my opinion, Master,
but perhaps that would not be wise.
Please rethink your decision. I beg of you.
Why, Tropicalesque?
Are you telling me to starve to death once again?
N-No, but the Beautiful Princess, as I mentioned earlier,
is substantially more heinous than the average monster—
Tropicalesque. You are my servant.
Are you worried that I would become captivated by this woman?
You think that like those humans,
I would idolize this princess and ultimately give my life to her?
N-Not at all.
I-If that is your will,
why not eat corpses lying around in the area to regain your strength first?
That's what I did to tide myself over.
Listen, Tropicalesque.
How you choose to procure nourishment is up to you.
Eating the dead, eating corpses. Do as you like.
But those are your preferences, and not mine.
I only eat humans that I killed myself.
I kill, then eat.
That's my policy.
Both as a vampire, and as a gourmet. That is a stance I cannot yield on.
When it comes to food that I did not kill myself, I want to eat as little as possible.
Right now my stomach is feeling like some Beautiful Princess,
so I shall eat some Beautiful Princess.
Kill and eat a beauty from a fallen nation.
I'll eat as I like, and I'll eat what I kill. That's what I decided.
Doing what I decide on, and doing it in the manner I decided on, is who I am.
Do not follow me, my servant.
Understood.
Your faithful servant will eagerly await your return.
But please do be careful, Master.
Oh, that's right.
Stop calling me with such a commonplace title as "Master."
The fog of sleep must have kept me from noticing,
but I don't recall allowing usage of such an ordinary title.
I-I am terribly sorry!
Please take care, Suicide-Master.
The death-cheating, death-meeting, death-bringing vampire.
Deathtopia Virtuoso Suicide-Master!
That's better.
Are you all right?
How long have I been dead?
You were only dead for a very short while.
And the one who murdered you was you, yourself.
I don't get it. I myself did it?
You committed suicide because you tried to kill me.
As to why you might want to kill me...
I sense that you have your own reasons, but please think twice about it.
Don't waste the life that you have regained.
So what are you saying here?
Not only did I hesitate to harm your beauty,
but I couldn't forgive myself for committing such a savage act,
and I tried to commit suicide?
That is correct.
Hey. I'm a monster.
It does seem that way.
I'm a vampire.
Really? I didn't think they actually existed.
I'm a monster who kills and eats humans.
Then your actions were an attempt to eat me.
I'm sorry that I could not be of assistance in that regard.
Is something wrong?
No.
If you're hungry, why not share a meal with me?
I have some pot-au-feu that's just about done.
I only eat creatures I kill myself.
May I ask you for your name?
The death-cheating, death-meeting, death-bringing vampire.
Deathtopia Virtuoso Suicide-Master.
So, most honorable Suicide-Master.
Ditch the "most honorable." The name is an honorific in itself.
As you wish.
I am Acerola.
So you're not "Beautiful Princess"?
That's from my childhood. A title, a derogatory name.
Of those who would call me as such, none now remain.
Then I'll call you Princess Acerola.
Do as you wish.
I wasn't even a princess or anything to begin with.
I wonder how things ended up this way.
It seems that I have died yet again.
Being killed twice in a row in such short succession, let alone by the same person
was a first in my long life as a vampire, as well as in my dietary life.
Immortal, I see.
That is quite magnificent, Suicide-Master.
I'm quite honored by that compliment, Princess Acerola.
I died yet again trying to eat you, didn't I?
Yes, that is correct.
But please don't let it get to you, Suicide-Master.
It's all because I am just too beautiful.
It seems I have greatly troubled this nation as well.
Begging your pardon, but I will be taking my leave soon.
It seems the one I've been seeking wasn't in this country either.
The one she's been seeking?
I doubt she's looking for nourishment.
So she's looking for someone as well?
Oh, come to think of it, that's how the fairy tale went.
A wandering journey in search of a soul to save.
Right. The Beautiful Princess was that kind of fairy tale.
But before that...
Leave?
Come on now. No way can I pardon that.
What a selfish story.
How many people need to die so that you can find one person to save?
How many countries will lay in ruins, all for your own salvation?
Are you telling me to die?
If I died...
If I took my own life, that would make things easier for me.
But if the same thing were to happen someday again,
if there was someone like me who had to end their own life,
my own suicide now would be of no assistance to them.
Then, Princess Acerola, do you have any leads?
If you continue on—leave this country that you destroyed—and go to the next one,
do you think the person you can save will be there?
Won't you be repeating the same thing in the next country?
You seem to have misunderstood.
I am not ruining every country that I visit.
As powerless as I am, I try to be as considerate as possible so such things don't happen.
But you have your limits. You really are powerless.
I've no desire to deny your conscience and your sense of aestheticism.
But I must advise you that continuing your journey without much thought is simply reckless.
You do have a point.
You may call me reckless, but I don't know any other way.
I can only arrive at the answer by wandering around like this.
No, that's not necessarily true.
Look here, Princess Acerola.
You ruined this kingdom, albeit unintentionally.
But you can make good use of this situation.
Make good use of it...
You don't have to be in a rush to leave.
You no longer have to worry about killing anyone.
What are you talking about?
I'm worried that I will kill you, Suicide-Master.
I'm an immortal monster.
Death means nothing to me.
Look, Princess. I'll tell you this.
There's no other being like me.
Someone staying at your side who keeps dying and dying, but coming back to life each time.
I'm the one and only existence who can give you counsel.
Counsel?
Yeah.
As you can see, I'm a monster, but that's not all.
I have a smidgen of understanding in magecraft as well.
Basic knowledge as a supernatural being.
So I can at least assist you in figuring out a way to dispel the curse
that the witch supposedly placed on you.
What do you say?
In return for assisting me,
you want to keep me in this realm so you can seek out a chance to eat me?
Brilliant answer.
Is there any other relationship where the interests of each side match so perfectly?
I see. It seems I have no choice but to work with you, Suicide-Master.
Let us make the most of it, then.
For the first time,
I made direct contact with her skin, and her flesh.
No garment between us.
An invasive softness and texture
made me lose myself, and...
It seems that I have died yet again.
The three deaths I have experienced were not deaths in vain,
nor deaths with no purpose.
If anything, it was a demonic death.
I died like a demon.
And so, I invited Princess Acerola to Corpse Castle.
I am absolutely against this.
What are you thinking, Master?
It's preposterous to invite a lowly human into your abode, Master.
You want me to not only take care of you, Master, but also a lowly human?
That is too much to bear.
So in your mind, you were taking care of me?
This is my final decision. I didn't ask for your opinion.
Don't worry. I don't intend to make you take care of a human.
Instead, I was going to warn you ahead of time to stay away from Princess Acerola.
Princess Acerola?
O-Of all things, you have written the name of a lowly human into your memory, Suicide-Master?
Because I am the death-cheating, death-meeting, death-bringing vampire,
I thought nothing of the protective wall that the princess has set up.
But a vampire of your caliber won't stand a chance.
The instant you face her, you will shatter into pieces.
Th-That is all the more reason...
That is all the more reason, Suicide-Master.
Why let such a dangerous individual into our midst?
As the caretaker and supervisor for the castle, this is something I cannot turn a blind eye towards!
You're repeating yourself, Tropicalesque.
That's enough.
Have I ever overturned any decision that I have made?
As you mentioned, this ingredient is quite a hassle to cook up.
It seems that I cannot swallow her whole.
I have concluded that I need to make proper, careful preparations so that she becomes edible.
So don't make such a pathetic face.
You need only wait until I can get past that barrier of beauty so it becomes possible to kill the princess.
It will not take long.
As you will. Though I am still greatly worried where this path might lead.
So, Tropicalesque. I'd like to ask you for your opinion.
What do you think I need to do to kill the Beautiful Princess?