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"My name is Christian von Alze."

"Wait isn't that the name of the the crown prince!? But my guess was a prince!"

"Yes exactly 'a prince' I'm THE prince."

"Y-you bastard" I say as I grab his collar.

"Ah-Ah-Ah, I'd be careful if I were you."

I take a look around and I spot several people looking in our direction.

I calm myself down before releasing him.

"Fine, what else do you want to know?"

"What exactly are you? I mean I can tell you're not human but I'm curious as to what you actually are."

"Well if we're talking about my race then that would be a vampiric demon wolf."

"A what?"

"Haaaa, don't even ask. And I swear you tell anyone about this conversation and I won't hesitate to kill you."

"Don't worry I won't tell a soul" he says while crossing his fingers, "plus I don't think anyone would believe me in the first place, don't you?"

"Ok fine, whatever, anything else you want to know pretty boy."

"Oh so I'm pretty eh? Wanna have a date then!? Wait can this be a date!?"

"You continue to talk and they won't ever find your body" I say, once again holding up a fork.

"Ahem, it seems we are running out of time! I'll be taking my leave now, byyyyyyyeee!"

"Rat bastard!"

"E-excuse me u-um if you are f-finished with your meal h-here is your check."

"Hm? Check? Give it here!..... f-f-f-five g-g-gold c-c-c-coins? THAT PIECE OF SHIT!"

...

Christians POV:

Ah, today was such a wonderful day until that old fart decided to come out of his cave and found me skipping my classes.

Now I'm down here selling jewelry to ungrateful snots thankfully I my personal guards/best friends were allowed to come along. Every once in a while when no one is looking we can mess around a bit.

...

It has been a week since my punishment started and I am seriously getting annoyed. Why do I have to continue to cater to these pissants.

They have no sense of respect and by now I know every different jewel and their price memorized.

"Hm? Who could that be" bursting through the door came a rather petite girl that couldn't have been over fifteen with hair as white as snow and eyes as red as blood.

Her clothes were decent if not anything on the more masculine side and the way she carried her self you could tell she grew up on the streets. She's most likely has even killed a few people going by all the scars covering her body.

You could tell the way she haphazardly burst into the door she was in a hurry and she came here randomly without thinking it over much.

I was slightly caught off guard when she charged up to me and asked to commission a pair of rings. When I regained my composure I noticed something off about her mana. It almost seemed beastly or chaotic like the mindless beasts that roam the demon continent.

As we walked to one of the private rooms I sense a fluctuation in her emotions; something that you pick up as someone of higher standing.

When I probed her I got the answer almost instantly but what was more surprising was that she almost guessed my identity.

"Ahahah, you still haven't answered my question. How about this we will meet back here in a few days and I can bring you to a nice little restaurant so we can have ourselves a chat" I offered.

Reluctantly she agreed.

...

Two days later we met outside of the jewelry store and walked to a little restaurant that I like to frequent when I sneak out.

When we finally get around to asking questions I had come across an intriguing discovery, not only does she have a lover she is a completely new race.

I would definitely be sending a few of my little song birds to keep an eye on her.

When our little discussion escalated I decided it was probably as good a time as any to make a tactical retreat.

Behind me I can hear the curses of a certain white haired, red eyed girl.

...

A couple days have passed and I learned something very interesting. Apparently she is the lover of duke Abernathy's only descendent who also turns out to be a girl. It's not to uncommon for a woman of noble status to have a mistress or two but to have a someone of what I can guess is common birth is unheard of. Usually they would be of lesser nobility but who am I to judge, the Abernathy's have been a strong supporter of us Alze for generations and they are one of the oldest house's standing strong.

It seems though that duke Abernathy will have to make himself a male heir with that woman that everyone has been talking about these days.

'What was her name again? Mary was it? It seems that things are getting a bit interesting around here" I thought to myself.

"Fufufufu."

...

Somewhere in the distance a certain white haired girl could feel a shiver run down her spine.

Note: I don't have much to say here so,

Byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee