My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

Firstly, he was alone, with more than ten people aiming at him, and secondly, Sara had Durandal, a sword that unconsciously called for Dante, piquing his curiosity due to the pulsations Durandal faintly gave him.

He didn't want to be an enemy of the sword considered the "sharpest in the world." Besides, it's not like Sara was antagonizing him. He felt something positive in her presence, something that only Morgana and Valentina had offered him so far. So, he trusted his judgment and followed his instincts.

The day was approaching when Dante would finally become a student at the prestigious academy he had heard so much about from his Wives.

Was he excited? Of course, he felt a new sensation of anxiety, something slowly burning his soul.

The day after the test, he woke up late, considerably delaying himself because the boredom of the previous day consumed him entirely. Again, he had a terrible dream that left him slightly frustrated. Anyway, he got up with his things and headed to the Academy's facilities.

He picked up the instructions and went straight to the main corridor.

Again, he had a small reality shock seeing so many people living their lives. There were people of all kinds, from small elves with large cloaks and books in their hands to strong vampires in American school uniforms and girls wearing Japanese schoolgirl skirts and various blouses.

It was still the initial period, so the uniforms would be required the next day. All the young people were enjoying the freedom to wear the clothes they wanted.

Dante then picked up a card. On this card, there was his photo, his name, and his class. Dante was in Class 1-A. Classes 1-A, 1-B, 1-C, and 1-D referred to the first year, and so on.

"Let's see... Third floor," Dante said, looking at a small sheet with some instructions. He needed to go to his dormitory, so he calmly climbed the stairs in a building a bit far from the classrooms. The building looked like a small three-story tower, called the "Golden Primary" only for Class A students.

Dante was late, did some physical and psychological preparations to face this place and ended up oversleeping in the hotel where he was staying...

Dante was immersed in thoughts of sharing the room with someone. However, he quickly thought that this could be good; he would get another ally to not suffer alone during school life. But this thought was completely killed when Dante entered the third floor. All the rooms had already been allocated, leaving only a less conspicuous room. Dante blamed himself for being lazy.

"Stupid! Overslept!" Dante said aloud, letting his thoughts come out of his mouth.

He hadn't seen any classmates from Class A yet; he only saw the closed rooms with a small message on the door: "Allocated."

"Well, all that's left is this..." Dante said, looking at the oak door very similar to Morgana's office. It had no identification or magical carving, just said "Dormitory," unlike the others with some protective runes.

"This isn't a broom closet, right?" putting his hand on the doorknob and turning.

Even before opening completely, he began to say, "Hello, I'm your roomma-" But surprisingly, he was greeted by a beautiful maiden he knew very well, wearing white lingerie and semi-naked...

"KYAAAA!" She screamed and threw her sword towards Dante, who had quickly activated a Silence spell so that no one would hear and caught the sword before it hit anything.

"Wait a minute! I'm not going to make up an excuse for seeing you like this! But you left the door open! Why are you changing clothes almost at the entrance of the dorm?" Dante shouted, contradicting himself in a moment of weakness.

"Eh? Kyaa!!!" She screamed again! Sara was extremely embarrassed and just wanted to die soon to forget such humiliation.

"I get it! I'll leave." Dante said, closing the door and sitting on the floor. Some minutes passed, and Dante fell asleep at the door.

On the other hand, Sara was as red as a tomato. Her thoughts began to accumulate, and the idea of a man having seen her body started to enter through her ears and invade her head completely. She clearly imagined her master saying, "A man has no right to look at a maiden like you; if he sees your body without permission. Kill him!" Her master was... well, she was very prone to hating men...

Especially perverted men.

"There's only one thing left to do: kill him." She said with a cold look, but soon went back on the idea. "If I kill him, the Supreme Demon will come after me when I leave school."

"What do I do, master?" She pondered, thinking of the black-haired heroine who once taught her about wisdom and war.

Sara dressed properly, and when she opened the door, she saw a man falling into the room and waking up. This was the asleep Dante, who, in less than ten minutes, slept at the dorm entrance.

"What do I do with you..." Sara said, while Dante opened his eyes and looked at her up and down, seeing her underwear through her skirt...

'What am I doing? If Morgana saw this, I would have turned into a toad. I have to be more respectful; I need to project a good image!'

"Are you going to stay on the floor all day?" Sara said with a pout.

"Yes, the view from here is very good." Dante said, pretending not to see the white lingerie Sara was wearing, and a vein popped up on Sara's head. His jokes were starting to drive her crazy!

Dante got up and left the jokes for another time. He also didn't care about seeing her like that. He had lived the last twelve years with two of the most beautiful women in the world and constantly saw them completely naked...

'I need to take advantage the next time I see them,' Dante thought with the lower head for the first time.

"Alright," Dante looked at Sara and then entered the room.

"What are you doing?" Sara questioned, and he just replied.

"Pleasure to meet you; I'm your roommate." He answered, throwing his small baggage into the "room." But Dante quickly realized. Despite appearances, it was actually a whole house! It was a reasonably luxurious apartment, with a living room, bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen! He then looked around, and when he got to the bedroom...

"So much luxury, but the room is shared..." Dante said, while Sara, behind him, agreed. He then threw his baggage on the other side of the room, where there was a wardrobe, a bed, and a desk with two drawers, separated by a window, and the same happened on the other side where Sara chose.

"I'll ask the manager why they allowed a man and a woman to share rooms." She said, and Dante turned around and replied.

"Don't waste your time on that. The answer will be 'You arrived late; there are no more rooms,' and he will kick you out of his office." Dante replied, as he had already imagined something like that.

'Believe in this lie, please!' Dante prayed internally; he didn't want to stop sharing the room with her because she was, at least, entertaining. He was afraid of getting a roommate who hated him.

'But I'm a princess...' Sara murmured lightly in her thoughts, but Dante saw her face and quickly responded, "If I, who am the son of a demon that can destroy this entire place, don't have respect, imagine you," completely diverting Sara from her silly thoughts about her royalty. 'He's right.'

But quickly she remembered what happened a while ago! Sara had been in a rage since the lingerie incident... Dante noticed this and turned to Sara and said.

"I'm sorry, it was an unfortunate accident, and I had no intention of spying on you. You can do whatever you want with me to feel better." He replied honestly, and a vein appeared on Sara's head.

"Do whatever I want with you? WHO WOULD WANT TO DO WHATEVER WITH YOU!" Sara shouted. Again, Dante thanked for having kept the Silence spell activated the whole time.

It would be a big problem if others heard about him and Sara in this distorted way.

Still enraged and with a huge vein on her head almost bursting, she went towards Dante.

"Pervert!" She shouted and gave him a big slap that made him fly to the other side of the room. Dante slightly saw stars spinning over his head as he tried to regain his senses.

'That was a strong slap!'

He looked at the girl who was clapping one hand to the other as if cleaning the dirt from touching Dante's face and again "Hump!" snorted and walked out of the room, leaving Dante with a red handprint on his face.

'This girl... is she crazy?' was his questioning with the sudden change in the girl's attitude.

This was a reality check; literally, Sara's harmonious and respectful personality was completely gone in front of him in just one stupid incident. Now, in front of him, it was as if a white tiger had its teeth at his throat, ready to swallow him at any moment...

'I think I want to switch now... I lost an ally... and gained a great enemy.'