Keigo Takami never believed in monsters, and what bothered him most is that everyone around him really, truly seemed to.
Sure. At one point, he too had believed in the cryptids beneath your bed that nibble away at your toes until they were white, hard bone. Monsters were, after all, created by parents to keep their unruly children in line, and he had most certainly been the unruliest of little boys, unruly enough that he'd been shipped away to the military the second he'd been old enough to enlist. After years of traveling abroad, Keigo stopped being afraid of the monsters everyone seemed to fear.
It was only strange to him when everyone else seemed to keep believing. He came back to Musutafu only to find that they had constructed an entire university dedicated to the capture of these fables. Even stranger was the fact his own return was not the talk of the small town. A girl from that university was.
A girl who'd supposedly been attacked by a vampire.
And she was supposed to be attending his homecoming party.
Rumi had told him all about her. She'd been in the most recent graduating class, just a year beneath whoever this girl was. Apparently a vampire crept onto campus and posed as a new professor. Supposedly, the girl had hidden him. Allegedly, the two of them were lovers.
Well. One of those things was believable at least. Keigo was sure students had trysts with their professors all the time. No need to call one of them a vampire.
Still, the story held an interest for Keigo Takami. He'd fully expected to return from war to be the talk of the town. His name had always been on everyone's tongues for better or worse, and, now that he wasn't the center of everyone's attention, he didn't quite know how to feel.
One thing was certain though. Keigo would be getting to the bottom of this.