Only now do I realize something. This whole time, I thought I was the one deceiving Kimberly... when she was the one lying to me from the very beginning.
Sure, I only got close to her because of a stupid bet and because, well... I definitely wouldn't mind fucking her.
But her... she's a fucking Monster Slayer!
We're basically like a lion and a gazelle.
And the fact that I'm the gazelle, even though I'm a vampire and she's just a human, is seriously depressing.
At this point, all the brutal training I've been doing with Frank Pyton should've become pointless, considering Kimberly has no intention of killing me. Right?
And yet, here I am, walking out of Frank's mansion. There's still an hour left until sunrise, and the streets are completely deserted.
Just because she doesn't want to kill me doesn't mean someone else won't try someday.
You always have to be ready for anything, especially when your life is anything but ordinary.
