Chapter 95: She’s Probably One Of Jorogumo’s Children

Then Rin replied, his voice casual but tired, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked at Akane with a small, apologetic smile.

"A date??? It’s too late for that. I have work tomorrow morning..."

The words came out light, but his posture showed the weight of the long day — shoulders slightly slumped, blue eyes glancing at the dark road ahead as the van waited nearby, the night breeze tugging at his black hoodie.

He was trying to deflect gently, not wanting to hurt her feelings but also not ready to commit to anything more right now.

His hand stayed in his pocket, fingers fidgeting slightly with the fabric as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, the cool night air brushing against his face.

Then Akane replied, her voice persistent and a little whiny as she leaned closer, her plunging top shifting dangerously as she pressed her body against his arm again.

"What about by noon tomorrow?"

She tilted her head cutely, her red ponytail swaying as she looked up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, her cheeks still flushed with a mix of boldness and nervousness.

She persisted, her hand gently squeezing his arm, her body language eager and pleading as she repeated the request softly, her breath warm against his ear.

But Rin replied, shaking his head with a small laugh,

"I’m still busy by noon tomorrow... got so much on my hands."

His tone was gentle but firm, his free hand gesturing vaguely as if listing invisible tasks, his expression showing mild exasperation mixed with fondness. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

He shifted his stance, the black elastic pants hugging his legs as he tried to create a little space, the night breeze cooling the flush on his cheeks.

Then Akane frowned her face, her brows furrowing as she pulled back slightly, crossing her arms under her breasts to push them up even higher in the plunging top. "If you don’t wanna go on a date with me just say it," she said, her voice carrying a mix of hurt and challenge, her red ponytail swinging as she turned her head away dramatically, though her eyes kept darting back to him. Her shoulders slumped a little, her revealing outfit shifting with the movement as she tried to hide the disappointment in her expression.

Then Rin was like "No, it’s not that...

It would be nice to go on a date with you but it’s just that I’m occupied these days...

I’ll let you know when it would work out, okay?"

He said it with a reassuring smile, his hand gently patting her arm, his deep blue eyes soft as he tried to balance kindness with his own boundaries.

His black hoodie shifted with the movement, the night breeze cool against his skin as he spoke, his posture relaxed but sincere, the park lights casting soft shadows across his face as he looked at her.

Then Akane smiled hiddenly, a small, satisfied curve of her lips as she nodded.

"Alright..." She said it softly, her cheeks still flushed as she leaned against him again, her body language showing she was content with the promise for now, her revealing outfit clinging to her curves as she walked beside him toward the van.

The smile was small and private, hidden behind her hand for a moment as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her red ponytail swaying with each step.

Then all went into the van but as before Rin and Dracula insisted on going by foot.

The group climbed in one by one, doors sliding shut with soft thuds as Nagumo started the engine.

Hanako and Akane sat in the back, their revealing outfits shifting as they settled, casting one last glance at Rin before the van pulled away.

Shiki sat quietly in the corner, his black mask hiding his expression, while Naoya leaned back with a tired sigh. Hinata adjusted her cap, her practical outfit looking modest compared to the others.

The van hummed to life, headlights cutting through the darkness as they drove off, the night air rushing past the windows as they said their goodnights, voices overlapping in tired but friendly farewells.

"Goodnight, Rin!" "See you tomorrow!" The van pulled away slowly, taillights fading into the distance as the group left the park behind.

But then Shiki at the back seat looked behind the transparent glass behind the trunk to see the monster and behold it had disappeared.

The leather bag was empty, the body gone without a trace.

Dracula had made it vanish — using his power as the king of vampires to recall or dissolve the summoned creature he had used for the lie, the bag now lying limp and empty in the trunk.

Shiki’s eyes narrowed behind his glasses, but he said nothing, his detached demeanor hiding his suspicion as the van continued down the road, the engine humming softly as the group chatted quietly in the front seats.

Now on their way back, Dracula said to Rin, his rich, aristocratic voice low and thoughtful as they walked side by side through the quiet streets, their dark clothing blending with the night.

"I could perceive familiar smells of Jorogumo on that monster."

He explained that in the past he had been in contact with Jorogumo before — ancient encounters in hidden realms where the spider queen had left a distinct, musky scent of silk and venom that lingered on her children. The vampire lord’s silver-streaked hair caught the moonlight as he spoke, his long black coat billowing, his elegant features showing mild interest as he recalled the familiar trace on the dead creature they had left behind. The scent had been faint but unmistakable, a mix of sweet venom and silk that brought back memories of old battles.

Then Rin was like

"Really? I didn’t notice,"

his voice casual as he walked, hands in his pockets, his black hoodie shifting with his stride.

He hadn’t picked up the scent himself, his focus elsewhere during the encounter, his blue eyes glancing at the dark road ahead as they continued walking.

Then Dracula said, "Hmm... she’s probably one of her children."

He meant the monster was probably one of Jorogumo’s children — a lesser spawn sent to scout or retrieve something, inheriting traces of the queen’s power and scent.

The vampire lord’s tone was matter-of-fact, his steps graceful as they moved through the empty streets, the night air cool around them as they discussed the implications, the distant city lights flickering like stars in the distance.

The conversation continued as they walked, the city lights flickering in the distance, the night far from over as new questions about the forbidden book and Lilith’s involvement lingered in the air.