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Diabolik Lovers: Haunted Dark Husband â Dark Prologue
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English ver.
âMonologueâ
I have always thought that, as long as I can remember, I have never felt the need to venture into something. Maybe itâs normal for kids my age to act this impulsively, kicked out of the woods at such late hours... even out of public places.
Itâs not that I donât believe in magic or the paranormal activity, itâs just that maybe it doesnât make an impression on me.
Maybe we were never the only intelligent beings on the surface, we just played at believing we were important. Thinking we were unique, valuable.
And if so, why would we be now? In a vast world, where without being âor not beingâ we cannot be happy and the morning smells like cigarettes.
âFlashback, 10 years ago in Mexico.â
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€He still remembers that afternoon when one of his many colleagues took him by the arm to the computer room. It seems like a joke, but Romantic isnât used to being dragged around. Spring was just dawning in the joy of the 21st century and they ran without any rush just to look at the dayâs publications. For a laugh or two. After all, they were children.
Romantic: Vampires?
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€Said the kid glued to the counter, more like a murmur to himself.
They? Romantic believed that they had become extinct from cinema; subjugated by entertainment, romantic comedy and Superman. For this reason, the little one could not help but frown, sliding his eyes over that digital page that no longer transmits that intoxicating aroma of fresh ink on his screen.
Romantic: Oh! Incredible! Who knew vampires could develop immunity to their weaknesses.
( Waa! This book is fabulous! If only I had the money to buy it... )
( At least, this girl uploaded all the translations like an angel from heaven would do. Now, I owe her my entire life! )
Hehe. âȘ
Even if itâs crazy... If I was a vampire as well, maybe I could do those cool things too. Ah, that most be... too good to die for. âȘ
âEnd of flashback.â
âCurrently, «Haunted House» in Japan.â
Romantic: What a joy! I canât stand this shoes anymore, I should have brought something lighter.
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€Romantic proclaimed as he looked at the huge houpse.
Romantic: Is this the place?
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€He could expect everything, but a mansion is a luxury even for the most greedy. The boy searched his pockets, pulling out a battered sheet of paper with a scrawl of the address. It was the right place.
Romantic: It seems fine... is this really the «Haunted House» everyone is talking about?
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€He didnât have time to think about it. The skies rumbled and the rain became even more aggressive, forcing him to enter the space of that solemn construction without taking even a step back. He stuck to the entrance and carefully knocked on one of the two large wooden doors, waiting patiently in the rain without any response.
Romantic: Hello? Is anyone here?
( I could swear that everyone I asked along the way said this was the exact place. Was I wrong? )
Maybe they didnât listen, should I knock again?
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€Under his voice, his tone hinting at a certain insecurity. Maybe he was too used to the air of his home that being alone and without signal in the middle of the night is a worry.
Romantic: ( I donât know what to do. There arenât even any lights on, thereâs most likely no one there after all. )
( It was to be expected. After all this place... is the famous «Haunted House» of the street. )
( They say there are monsters inside, but that doesnât make much sense. After all, there are people living here... It must be a shame that they are considered that way. )
( Iâm sure that if I approach them cordially, they will agree to answer my questions about the mansion. )
( I want to be the first to tell their story! It will be a fabulous project. âȘ )
Just one more tryâ
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€The boy tried to knock on the door again by retracing his steps, shaking off some of his wet clothes and tilting his wrist, but his hand stopped in mid-air when the door opened on its own, leaving Romantic fully impressed.
Romantic: Itâs open!
( The... the door opened by itself? )
This... canât be possible, can it? Are there thieves snooping around in there...?
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€He spoke while his mouth was partially open, turning his head from side to side to check that no one was there, and letting the wind of the storm blow his hair from the outside in.
Romantic: ( Thereâs only one way to know how lonely this house isâ! )
( God, forgive me for what Iâm going to do! I know itâs reckless, but I canât handle this concern anymore. )
( I swear itâs for the common good... )
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€For a brief moment, he had his doubts, but in the end, he never lowered his face as he walked through the lightning inside the house.
Romantic: ( It doesnât look like anyone is here... but, the door opened. Should I grab something just in case? )
This is all so strange...
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€While paying close attention to all the amenities present inside the mansion, the boy lowered his voice. The house was huge inside, so he didnât want to make noise in case someone was home.
Romantic: ( I must admit, this house is pretty scary. I wouldnât blame anyone for thinking itâs haunted... although the decoration is nice. )
Itâs so dark, maybe I should go back now...
âă
€Suddenly, lightning fell from the sky and light filtered through the window, revealing a figure lying on a sofa in the main room that left Romantic paralyzed.
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€Romantic walked there, the image of that figure slowly focusing on another male with refined features. He was so beautiful, his red hair covering part of his face as he lay on the couch.
Romantic: ( A person! )
( I feel so bad interrupting... whatever heâs doing, but maybe itâs the best option. )
Romantic: ( What a pretty face... )
( Will he live here? He shouldnât have left the door open like that. )
Um... Excuse me.
???: ...
Romantic: ( Is he sleeping? He must be a heavy sleeper... )
Hello, are you okay? Please, wake up.
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€Romantic asked in a low voice, trying to wake him up. He wanted to get closer, but once he ended up accidentally touching the strangerâs hand, a chill ran through his skin.
Romantic: ( Heâs... frozen. )
( Did he...? )
Excuse meâ
Ugh! Ah...
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€Without knowing why, he suddenly clutched his chest and pulled at his clothes as he gasped in pain. A puncture piercing his heart.
Romantic: Aghâ!
( What was that...? G-god...! )
( W-whatâs wrong with me?! It hurts so much! )
...It hurts...
Unknown voice: Where are you? Where...? Where?
Romantic: ( What... what is this voice in my head? )
( This is all so strange... did seeing this person really affect me that much? Iâm afraid something bad has happened to him. )
( ...My sickness must have played a trick on me again... but I have to help this person first, he seems to be alone, I canât leave him here by his own. )
I have... I-I have to get help, yes. Thatâs it...
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€He staggered weakly, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and looked at the person sitting on the sofa who had not moved yet. He had to help him, help himself. Romantic tried to call someone.
Romantic: Letâs see... Ah, should I call someone to come hereâ?
???: ...Ngh...
Romantic: !
???: You are so loud...
Romantic: Youâ! Y-youâre fine!
( He grabbed me by the ankle to sit on the couch... But I can't believe heâs really okay, this must be a miracle! )
Oh, god... Iâm so glad youâre okay, I... I thought thatâ
???: Oh...? What the hell... youâre a guy. What are you doing in a place like this?
Who gave you the permission to sneak out, huh?
Romantic: Iâm really, really sorry. I didnât want to break into your house, andâ I did it because...
( I thought he was hurt... Or even worse. )
???: «Because» what? I was just sleeping peacefully... and you ruined it, do you have a problem with that?
Romantic: No, not at all.
???: Well, in that case...
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€The redhead smiled mischievously, grabbing the boyâs hips to pull him onto the couch with him, pushing his body against his, making sure to keep him under him.
Romantic: W-wha...?!
( He pushed me! )
???: Heh, youâre like the moth flying itself towards the light, isnât? Just when Iâm hungry.
Romantic: ( ...What did he say? This canât... )
???: Having a feast right in front of me...
Romantic: W-wait! What are you doing?!
???: Thatâs what I should ask you. Itâs you who appeared out of nowhere!
Romantic: ( Well, heâs right, but that doesnât mean he have to attack people like that! )
???: Whatâs happening? Were you suddenly embarrassed?
Just accept it and stay still for me...
Romantic: ...!
( I-I feel like I want to say something, but I canât... )
No, donât touch me! Get out of me!
???: Haa?! Who the hell do you think you are to reject me?!
Romantic: D-donât you dare come any close... you... monster!
( It canât be true, is this a nightmare? )
( Heâs... not a person. He canât be one! )
???: ...
...How did you call me...?
Romantic: ...?
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€The young man suddenly stopped and raised his head when he heard the footsteps of another person who came here and showed some anger, growling through fangs as he turned around.
??? (2) : What is the reason for this scandal? I wish you werenât so noisy after you woke up, Ayato.
Ayato: Ugh... Reiji...
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€Confused, Romantic turned and looked at the vampireâs face once more before slowly backing away from him. His eyes fixed on the otherâs with uncertainty.
Romantic: ( Ayato...? )
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€This chapter comes included with a poem, these are related to the story, but you can skip them. Do you want to read it?
CW: Pregnancy, blood mention.
Greatness is in my veins.
Every morning I find myself, but I donât see myself in the mirror.
I was just a zygote in the womb of a young mother when they told me that glory ran through my veins, with the pain of the soul and anesthetized of the heart.
I donât know what itâs like to depend on someone, because my greed has embraced me every sleepless night; with each sentence of his for a confusion and between my footprints the blood of a greedy child.
I always have to be the best because I am full of pride, I am the only one who can handle it and only I can do it. There is nothing in the world that can change the price of your praise.
So, lie.
Letâs see if you see me.
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âMonĂłlogoâ
Siempre he pensado que, desde que tengo memoria, nunca he sentido la necesidad de aventurarme a algo. Puede que sea normal para los chicos de mi edad actuar de esta manera tan impulsiva, expulsados de los bosques a horas tan tardes... incluso de los sitios pĂșblicos.
Tampoco es que no crea en la magia o en lo paranormal, es sĂłlo que, tal vez no me genera impresiĂłn.
A lo mejor nunca fuimos los Ășnicos seres inteligentes pisando la superficie, tan sĂłlo jugĂĄbamos a creernos importantes. Pensando que Ă©ramos Ășnicos, valiosos.
Y si asĂ fuera, Âżpor quĂ© lo serĂamos ahora? En un mundo vasto, donde sin ser âo no serâ no podemos ser felices y la mañana huele a cigarro.
âFlashback, hace 10 años en MĂ©xico.â
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€Ăl todavĂa recuerda aquella tarde en que uno de sus tantos compañeros le tomo del brazo hasta la sala de cĂłmputo. Parece una broma, pero Romantic no estĂĄ acostumbrado a que lo arrastren. Apenas iba amaneciendo la primavera en el jĂșbilo del siglo XXI y corrĂan sin aprieto alguno sĂłlo para mirar las publicaciones del dĂa. Por una risa o dos. DespuĂ©s de todo, eran niños.
Romantic: ÂżVampiros?
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€Dijo el niño pegado al mostrador, mĂĄs como un murmullo para sĂ mismo.
ÂżEllos? Romantic creyĂł que se habĂan extinguido del cine; sometidos por el entretenimiento, la comedia romĂĄntica y Superman. Por eso mismo el joven no pudo evitar fruncir el ceño, resbalando sus ojos por aquella pĂĄgina digital que ya no transmite ese aroma tan embriagador de la tinta fresca sobre su pantalla.
Romantic: ÂĄAh! ÂĄIncreĂble! QuiĂ©n dirĂa que los vampiros pudieran desarrollar inmunidad a sus debilidades.
( ÂĄWaa! ÂĄEste libro es fabuloso! Si tan sĂłlo tuviera el dinero para comprarlo... )
( Al menos esta chica subiĂł todas las traducciones como ĂĄngel caĂdo del cielo, ÂĄle debo mi vida entera ahora! )
Jeje. âȘ
Incluso si es una locura... Si yo tambiĂ©n fuera un vampiro, tal vez tambiĂ©n podrĂa hacer todas esas cosas geniales. Ah, eso debe ser... demasiado bueno para morirse. âȘ
âFin del flashback.â
âActualidad, «Casa Embrujada» en JapĂłn.â
Romantic: ÂĄQuĂ© alegrĂa! Ya no soporto los zapatos, debĂ haber traĂdo algo mĂĄs ligero.
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€ProclamĂł el joven al mirar la enorme casona.
Romantic: ÂżEs este el lugar?
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€PodĂa esperar todo pero, una mansiĂłn si que es un lujo incluso para el mĂĄs avaricioso. El muchacho reviso sus bolsillos, sacando una maltratada hoja de papel con un garabato de la direcciĂłn. Era el lugar indicado.
Romantic: Parece estar bien⊠¿es estå de verdad la «Casa Embrujada» de la que todos hablan?
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€Romantic no tuvo tiempo para pensarlo. Los cielos retumbaron y la lluvia se hizo incluso mĂĄs agresiva, obligando al chico a adentrarse dentro del espacio de aquella construcciĂłn solemne sin dar ni un paso hacĂa atrĂĄs. Ăl se pegĂł a la entrada y golpeĂł cuidadosamente una de las dos grandes puertas de madera, esperando pacientemente en medio de la lluvia sin respuesta alguna.
Romantic: ÂżHola? ÂżHay alguien aquĂ?
( JurarĂa que todas las personas a las que les pregunte en el camino dijeron que este era el sitio exacto. Acaso... Âżme equivoquĂ©? )
Tal vez no escucharon, ÂżdeberĂa volver a tocar?
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€Bajo la voz, su tono dando a entender cierta inseguridad. QuizĂĄ estaba demasiado acostumbrado al aire de su hogar que, estar sĂłlo y sin señal a medio anochecer es una preocupaciĂłn.
Romantic: ( No sé qué hacer. Ni siquiera hay luces prendidas, lo mås seguro es que después de todo no haya nadie. )
( Era de esperarse. Después de todo este lugar... es la famosa «Casa Embrujada» de la calle. )
( Dicen que hay monstruos dentro, pero eso no tiene mucho sentido. DespuĂ©s de todo, hay gente viviendo aquĂ... Debe ser una pena que se les considere asĂ. )
( Estoy seguro de que, si me acerco cordialmente, ellos accederĂĄn a responder mis preguntas acerca de la mansiĂłn. )
( ÂĄQuiero ser el primero en contar su historia! SerĂĄ un proyecto fabuloso. âȘ )
Bien, sĂłlo un intento mĂĄsâ
âă
€El niño tratĂł de llamar a la puerta de nuevo volviendo sobre sus pasos, sacudiĂ©ndose parte de su ropa mojada e inclinando la muñeca, pero su mano se detuvo en el aire cuando la puerta se abriĂł por si sola, dejĂĄndolo impresionado.
Romantic: ÂĄEstĂĄ abierta!
(ÂżRealmente... la puerta se abriĂł sola?)
Esto... no puede ser posible, Âżverdad? ÂżPodrĂa haber ladrones husmeando por ahĂ...?
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€HablĂł mientras tenĂa la boca parcialmente abierta, girando la cabeza de un lado a otro para revisar que no habĂa nadie, y dejando que el viento de la tormenta soplara su cabello de afuera hacia adentro.
Romantic: ( ÂĄSĂłlo hay una forma de saber que tan sola estĂĄ esta casaâ! )
( ÂĄDios, perdĂłname por lo que voy a hacer! SĂ© que es imprudente, pero ya no puedo soportar mĂĄs estĂĄ inquietud que me carcome. )
( Prometo es... por el bien comĂșn. )
âă
€Por un breve momento, tuvo sus dudas, pero al final, nunca bajĂł la cara mientras caminaba a travĂ©s de los relĂĄmpagos en los adentros de la casona.
Romantic: ( No parece que haya alguien aquĂ... pero, la puerta se abriĂł. ÂżDeberĂa ir agarrando con quĂ© defenderme? )
Todo esto es tan extraño...
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€Mientras prestaba mucha atenciĂłn a todas las comodidades presentes dentro de la mansiĂłn, el chico bajo la voz. La casa era enorme por dentro, asĂ que no querĂa hacer ruido en caso de que hubiera alguien en casa.
Romantic: ( Debo admitir que la casa es bastante aterradora, no culparĂa a nadie de pensar que estĂĄ embrujada... AĂșn asĂ, la decoraciĂłn es bastante bonita. )
EstĂĄ tan obscuro, lo mejor serĂĄ que regrese pronto a dĂłnde estaba...
âă
€De repente, un relĂĄmpago cayĂł del cielo y la luz se filtrĂł por la ventana, revelando una figura tendida en un sofĂĄ de la sala principal que dejĂł al pequeño paralizado.
Romantic: ( ÂĄUna persona! )
âă
€Romantic camino hasta allĂĄ, la imagen de aquella figura lentamente enfocĂĄndose en un hombre joven de rasgos refinados. Era tan hermoso, su cabello rojo cubriendo parte de su rostro mientras yacĂa en el sofĂĄ.
( Me siento tan mal interrumpiendo... lo que sea que esté haciendo, pero tal vez sea la mejor opción. )
Romantic: ( Qué cara tan linda... )
( ÂżSerĂĄ que Ă©l viva aquĂ? Porque no deberĂa dejar la puerta abierta de esa forma. )
Romantic: Um... disculpe.
???: ...
Romantic: ( ¿Estå durmiendo? Si que algunos tienen el sueño pesado. )
Hola, ÂżestĂĄs bien?
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€Preguntó el chico en voz baja, tratando de despertarlo. QuerĂa acercarse, mĂĄs una vez este terminarĂĄ tocando la mano del desconocido accidentalmente, un escalofrĂo le recorriĂł la piel.
Romantic: ( Ăl... estĂĄ helado. )
( ÂżAcaso Ă©l...? )
Disculpâ
ÂĄUgh! Ah...
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€Sin saber por quĂ©, de repente se agarrĂł el pecho y tirĂł de su ropa mientras jadeaba de dolor. Un pinchazo que le atraviesa el corazĂłn.
Romantic: ÂĄAghâ!
( ¿Qué fue eso...? ¥D-Dios...! )
( ¥¿Q-qué pasa conmigo?! ¥Duele mucho! )
...Me duele...
Voz desconocida: ÂżDĂłnde estĂĄs? Dime dĂłnde... Por favor, ÂżDĂłnde?
Romantic: ( ¿Qué... qué es esta voz en mi cabeza? )
( Es tan extraño todo esto⊠¿realmente me afectó tanto ver a esta persona? Temo que le haya pasado algo malo. )
( ...Mi enfermedad debe haberme jugado una mala pasada otra vez⊠pero primero tengo que ayudar a esta persona, parece estar solo, no puedo dejarlo aquĂ. )
Tengo... tengo que buscar ayuda, sĂ. Eso es...
âă
€Ăl se tambaleĂł dĂ©bilmente, sacĂł su celular del bolsillo y mirĂł a la persona sentada en el sofĂĄ que aĂșn no se habĂa movido. TenĂa que ayudarlo, ayudarse a si mismo. Romantic tratĂł de llamar a una autoridad.
Romantic: Veamos⊠Ah, ÂżdeberĂa llamar a alguien para que venga aquĂâ?
???: ...Ngh...
Romantic: ÂĄ!
???: Eres tan ruidoso...
Romantic: ÂĄTĂșâ! ÂĄE-estĂĄs bien!
( Me agarró del tobillo para sentarse en el sofå... No puedo creer que verdaderamente esté bien, ¥esto debe ser un milagro! )
M-me alegro tanto de que estĂ©s bien, yo... creĂ queâ
???: ÂżAh...? QuĂ© demonios... es un chico. ÂżQuĂ© estĂĄs haciendo tĂș en un lugar como este?
¿Quién te dio permiso de entrar?
Romantic: De verdad lo siento muchĂsimo, no querĂa irrumpir en su casa, y-yo pensĂ©...
( CreĂ que estaba herido... O algo peor. )
???: ÂżQuĂ© «pensaste»? Tan sĂłlo estaba durmiendo pacĂficamente... y tĂș lo arruinaste, Âżtienes algĂșn problema con eso?
Romantic: No, para nada.
???: Bueno, en ese caso...
âă
€El pelirrojo sonriĂł con picardĂa, agarrando las caderas del chico para tirarlo sobre el sofĂĄ con Ă©l, empujando su cuerpo contra el suyo asegurĂĄndose de mantenerlo bajo suyo.
Romantic: ÂĄÂżAhâ?!
( ÂĄĂl me empujĂł! )
???: Je, eres como la polilla volando ella misma hacĂa la luz, Âżeh? Justo cuando estoy hambriento.
Romantic: ( ...¿Qué es lo que dijo? )
???: Tener un festĂn justo frente a mĂ...
Romantic: ¥E-espera! ¥¿Qué haces?!
???: Eso deberĂa preguntarte. Eres tĂș quien apareciĂł de la nada, por suerte, justo delante de mĂ.
Romantic: ( Bueno, tiene razĂłn, ÂĄpero eso no significa que tenga derecho a atacar a la gente asĂ! )
???: ¿Qué te pasa? ¿De repente te sentiste avergonzado?
SĂłlo acĂ©ptalo y quĂ©date quieto para mĂ...
Romantic: ÂĄ...!
( S-siento que quiero decir algo pero no puedo... )
ÂĄN-no, no me toques! ÂĄAlejate de mĂ!
???: ¥¿Haa?! ¥¿Quién carajos te crees que eres para rechazarme?!
Romantic: N-no te atrevas a acercarte... tĂș... ÂĄmonstruo!
( No puede ser verdad, Âżes esto una pesadilla? )
( Ăl... no es una persona. ÂĄNo puede serlo! )
???: ...
...ÂżCĂłmo me llamaste...?
Romantic: Âż...?
âă
€El joven de repente se detuvo y levantĂł la cabeza cuando escuchĂł los pasos de otra persona que vino aquĂ y mostrĂł algo de enojo, gruñendo entre colmillos mientras se daba la vuelta.
??? (2) : ÂżA quĂ© se debe este escĂĄndalo? Me gustarĂa que no fueras tan ruidoso despuĂ©s de despertarte, Ayato.
Ayato: Ugh... Reiji...
âă
€Confundido, Romantic volteĂł y miro el rostro del vampiro una vez mĂĄs antes de apartarse lentamente de Ă©l. Sus ojos fijados en los del otro con incertidumbre.
Romantic: ( ÂżAyato...? )
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€Este capĂtulo viene incluido con un poema, estos estĂĄn relacionados con la historia, pero puedes omitirlos. ÂżQuieres leerlo?
CW: Embarazo, menciĂłn de sangre.
La grandeza estĂĄ en mis venas.
Cada mañana me encuentro, pero no me veo en el espejo.
Yo era sĂłlo un cigoto en el Ăștero de una madre joven cuando me dijeron que la gloria corrĂa por mis venas, con la dolida del alma y anestesiada del corazĂłn.
No sé lo que es depender de alguien, pues mi codicia me ha abrazado todas las noches sin dormir; con cada frase suya por una confusión y entre mis huellas la sangre de un niño avaricioso.
Siempre tengo que ser el mejor porque estoy lleno de orgullo, soy el Ășnico que puede manejarlo y sĂłlo yo puedo hacerlo. No hay nada en el mundo que pueda cambiar el precio de tu elogio.
AsĂ que, miente.
A ver si me ves.
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Diabolik Lovers: Haunted Dark Husband â Dark 01
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€CW: Blood, blood sucking and suggestive / Sangre, succiĂłn de sangre y contenido sugestivo.
English ver.
Romantic: ( This whole week has been quite difficult for me⊠)
( Living next to monsters like them... bloodthirsty creatures, sadistic by nature. )
( I donât consider myself an expert on the subject. But I know enough to know that this was a terrible mistake... )
...I donât want to go back home.
Ayato: Hey, what are you babbling about?
Romantic: ( Itâs him, again... )
( I donât want to see Ayato-kun... I'm not in the mood to deal with him. )
Ayato: Helloo? Are you deaf? The bell rang, letâs get out of here, Chibimushi.
Romantic: Ugh. Ayato-kun, I already told you to stop calling me that way!
Ayato: And whatâs about it? After all, If I call you «Chibimushi», you respond immediately, right?
Romantic: I got a name, you better not forget that. Is Romantic Benhumea, engrave it in your head. We donât even know each other.
Ayato: Ah, but thatâs a lie. After all... I was the first person you meet in the mansion.
Romantic: Exactly. I meet you but I didnât know you, not even befriend you. The difference between the two things is quite stark, Ayato-kun.
Ayato: Yeah, yeah... I really couldnât care less.
Anyway, what are you doing?
Romantic: ( And as always, he never listens. At least heâs going to leave soon...? )
...Canât you see? Itâs todayâs homework.
Ayato: Ugh, canât be there a more serious person?! You are such a pain in the ass!
Ayato: Damn, stop joking! You can do it at home. Hurry up and letâs go back!
Romantic: Well, sorry if my attitude bothers you! But if you havenât noticed yet, Iâm busy enough!
Youâre the one who should go and get to work too! Instead of bothering me...
Romantic: At home, a certain annoying person is always bothering me so I canât work⊠thatâs why Iâm doing it at school, and Iâll keep doing it!
Romantic: No way!
Ayato: âŠIf you keep challenging me like this, I wonât be as understanding as I am now! So, itâs not in your best interest to make me mad!
Ayato: Letâs get home now so you can feed me!
Romantic: If thatâs what you want so much, I have something from my lunch that I havenât eaten... you can eat it if you like.
But please, Ayato-kun. Seriously, I have a lot of work to do. Just go already!
Ayato: ...
Doing this to Ore-sama, you think youâre very brave, huh?
Romantic: ( He seems upset and visually disappointed... )
( ...Sometimes, I wonder if I would be able to get along with Ayato-kun if only he werenât a vampire, but thatâs impossible. )
Ayato: I donât dislike boys who play tricks, but you...
( When I was little, I imagined them differently... but of course, I was not as aware of what it meant as I am now. )
( And especially now is when I realize what they really are⊠)
Romantic: ââ?
Ayato: Youâre not even trying to please me.
Heh, do you really think Iâm going to confirm myself with some of your stupid lunch...?!
Maybe you ran away from me that time... but I wonât let you do it now!
Romantic: Eh...?!
Ayato: If you are not willing to cooperate, then... I just have to make you feel like it, right?
Romantic: Donâtâ! Ayato-kun...!
( W-what should I do now...?! )
...G-get away from me!
Ayato: Ah, thatâs it.... Hahaha.
Where do you think youâre running? Itâs just you and me in this room... There is nowhere else to hide.
Romantic: Please, Ayato-kun... Donât bite me.
Ayato: Itâs so good. That expression of despair. Nothing happens, right?
Iâve never had the chance to drink from a guy...I wonder what that feels like.
Romantic: ( Shit, I paralyzed... )
( Is he really going to drink my blood? )
Ayato: Hmm? Youâre taken over by fear because you donât know when Iâll bite you, right?
Even though you canât wait for me to latch it on you...
Romantic: You lie...
Ayato: Please, Chibimushi. Donât act strong. After all, youâre already this... needy.
Romantic: Ah...! Whaâ?
Ayato: Oh, look at that... That neck of yours is really provoking me without any marks on.
...This is bad... I seriously feel like Iâm about to get drunk off the smell of your blood alone...
Romantic: N-no, I... eak!
Ayato: Haa⊠you have a sensitive neck, huh? Hehe.
Romantic: ( Stop it, I feel like heâs playing with me... why hasnât he bit me yet? )
Ah...! Nn.
Ayato: Why canât you be as obedient as now? You seem like a pretty intelligent boy...
Tell me, is this what you imagined?
Romantic: ââ!
Ayato: Letting your blood sucked by a vampire like me... Is that what you dreamed before you got here?
Romantic: Thatâs...!
Ayato: Hahaha! Itâs okay, pervert nerd...
You can let your voice out. Nn⊠Iâm going to enjoy every second of this, just be honest with yourself... Beg me to make it hurt even more.
...Mmh...
Romantic: Hyaa...! Agh.
( I-It hurts... it hurts a lot... )
( I feel like my shoulder is melting. Itâs a stabbing, constant pain... I... I donât know how to express myself. )
Ayato: Mm... Aah...
Itâs... delicious. What is this? Itâs sweeter than anything else Iâve ever tasted before...
Romantic: ...Nn...
Ayato: Looking at your face twisted in pain...Mm. Itâs so good...
...I feel like I could devour you whole, in a couple of bites...
Romantic: ( It... it hurts... It seems like heâs biting even harder. )
( Please, no more... I feel like I might faint. )
Ayato-kun..., p-please, letâs give us a break...
Ayato: A break? As we could.
Besides⊠Making those sweet sounds you donât seem so dissatisfied.
Romantic: But... thatâs enough...
Ayato: Haa⊠how stubborn. Iâm going to make you stop saying unnecessary things.
Romantic: Kyaa...! Nn... Aah!
Ayato: ...Haa. Mh... The blood continues to flow from your neck... not bad, this smell...
Just a little bit more... Nn.
Romantic: ( M-my... my heart... is beating so fast... )
Aagh...!
Ayato: Hey...! What the...?!
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€The redhead craned his neck back and looked into the nervous manâs eyes with a puzzled expression. Ayato seemed to want to talk about his sudden attitude, but shortly after Romantic fell, the vampire found himself holding him in his arms to protect him from a terrible fall.
Ayato: Oops! Maybe I cross the line this time?
Damn, it looks like youâre in pain. But I didnât even drink that much...
Romantic: H-haa...! Ah...
( It must have been some reaction to the lack of blood... M-my chest hurts a lot. )
Ayato: This is weird, I mean... Iâm not even full. Are you sure youâre not playing a joke on me?
Romantic: ( I have no strength left... I canât move that much... )
( Leaving a person in this state... is so cruel. )
...I swear itâs not a joke, but I already feel better. You can let me go nowâ Ah!
Ayato: Wow, youâre so clumsy, Chibimushi...! Youâre even shaking like a leaf.
Do you really think Iâm going to let you free in this state? Or youâre just a masochist.
Romantic: Itâs just... itâs hard for me to walk now. But I'm sure I can do it!
Ayato: Come on, it wouldnât be funny at all if a low-class demon attacked you. Stop pretending.
Iâll let you lean on my shoulder. Youâre my food, so donât be passing out there just because youâve lost a pittance of blood!
Romantic: ( He means it...? )
...Yes, youâre right. I should go take my medicine.
Ayato: The smell of your blood is dangerous, you know? You never know what kind of people will approach you.
Romantic: ...Yes, sure...
( Whose fault is it?! It doesnât suit him at all to be «so nice» now! He just sucked my blood, I thought I would die! )
Ayato: So, consider yourself lucky to be able to be in Ayato-samaâs arms. âȘ
Just this once, it will be your welcome gift, hehe!
Romantic: ( ...A vampire drank my blood... )
( I donât know how to feel... Everything happened so fast, so fast that I canât even tell if Iâm safe anymore... )
( This treatment seems nice to me, but definitely not genuine coming from Ayato-kun, or any other bloodsucker. )
( ...God, why did I have to enter that mansion? I should have listened to you. I will never doubt my instinct againâ! )
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Romantic: ( Toda esta semana ha sido bastante difĂcil para mĂ... )
( Viviendo junto a monstruos como ellos... criaturas sedientas de sangre, sĂĄdicas por naturaleza. )
( No me considero un experto en el tema. Pero sé lo suficiente como para saber que esto fue un terrible error... )
...No quiero volver a casa.
Ayato: Oye, ¿de qué estås hablando?
Romantic: ( Es Ă©l, otra vez... )
( No quiero ver a Ayato-kun... No estoy de humor para tratar con Ă©l. )
Ayato: ÂżHolaa? ÂżEstĂĄs sordo? SonĂł el timbre, vĂĄmonos de aquĂ, Chibimushi.
Romantic: Uf. Ayato-kun, ÂĄya te dije que dejaras de llamarme asĂ!
Ayato: ¿Y qué es eso? Después de todo, si te llamo «Chibimushi», respondes inmediatamente, ¿verdad?
Romantic: Tengo un nombre, serĂĄ mejor que no lo olvides. Es Romantic Benhumea, grĂĄbalo en tu cabeza. Ni siquiera nos conocemos.
Ayato: Ah, pero eso es mentira. Después de todo... yo fui la primera persona que viste en la mansión.
Romantic: Exacto. Te vĂ, pero no te conocĂ, ni siquiera me hice amigo de ti. La diferencia entre las dos cosas es bastante marcada, Ayato-kun.
Ayato: SĂ, sĂ... Realmente no podrĂa importarme menos.
De todos modos, ¿qué estås haciendo?
Romantic: ( Y como siempre, nunca escucha. ÂżAl menos se irĂĄ pronto...? )
...ÂżNo estĂĄs viendo? Es la tarea de hoy.
Ayato: Ugh, Âżno puede haber una persona mĂĄs seria? ÂĄEres un dolor de cabeza!
Romantic: ÂĄBueno, perdona si te molesta mi actitud! Pero si aĂșn no lo has notado, ÂĄestoy lo suficientemente ocupado!
ÂĄTĂș eres quien deberĂa irse y ponerse a trabajar tambiĂ©n! En lugar de molestarmeâŠ
Ayato: Maldita sea, ÂĄdeja de bromear! Puedes hacerlo en casa. ÂĄDate prisa y volvamos!
Romantic: ÂĄDe ninguna manera!
Ayato: âŠSi sigues desafiĂĄndome asĂ, ÂĄno serĂ© tan comprensivo como lo soy ahora! Entonces, ÂĄno te conviene hacerme enojar!
Romantic: En casa siempre me molesta cierta persona pesada y no puedo trabajar⊠por eso lo hago en la escuela, ¥y lo seguiré haciendo!
Romantic: Si eso es lo que tanto quieres, tengo algo de mi almuerzo que no he comido... puedes comerlo si quieres.
Ayato: ÂĄVĂĄmonos a casa ahora para que puedas alimentarme!
Pero por favor, Ayato-kun. En serio, tengo mucho trabajo que hacer. ÂĄRetĂrate!
Ayato: ...
Al hacerle esto a Ore-sama, crees que eres muy valiente, Âżeh?
Romantic: ( Parece molesto y visualmente decepcionado... )
( ...A veces, me pregunto si serĂa capaz de llevarme bien con Ayato-kun si Ă©l no fuera un vampiro, pero eso es imposible. )
Ayato: No me desagradan los chicos difĂciles, pero tĂș...
( Cuando era pequeño los imaginaba de otra manera... pero claro, no era tan consciente de lo que significaba como ahora. )
( Y especialmente ahora es cuando me doy cuenta de lo que realmente son⊠)
Romantic: ââ?
Ayato: Ni siquiera estĂĄs intentando complacerme.
Je, Âżrealmente crees que voy a confirmarme con algo de tu estĂșpido almuerzo...?
Tal vez te escapaste de mà esa vez... ¥pero no te dejaré hacerlo ahora!
Romantic: ÂĄÂżEh...?!
Ayato: Si no estĂĄs dispuesto a cooperar, entonces... sĂłlo tengo que hacerte sentir como tal, Âżverdad?
Romantic: ÂĄNo...! ÂĄAyato-kun...!
( ¥¿Q-qué debo hacer ahora...?! )
...ÂĄA-AlĂ©jate de mĂ!
Ayato: Ah, eso es todo... Ja, ja, ja.
ÂżAdĂłnde crees que estĂĄs corriendo? Estamos solo tĂș y yo en esta habitaciĂłn... No hay ningĂșn otro lugar donde esconderse.
Romantic: Por favor, Ayato-kun... No me muerdas.
Ayato: Es tan linda. Esa expresiĂłn de desesperaciĂłn. No pasa nada, Âżverdad?
Nunca he tenido la oportunidad de beber de un chico... Me pregunto cĂłmo se siente eso.
Romantic: ( Mierda, me quedé paralizado... )
( ÂżRealmente va a beber mi sangre? )
Ayato: ¿Mmm? Te invade el miedo porque no sabes cuåndo te morderé, ¿verdad?
Aunque no puedes esperar a que lo haga...
Romantic: Mientes...
Ayato: Por favor, Chibimushi. No te hagas el fuerte. Después de todo, ya estås tan... necesitado.
Romantic: ÂĄAh...! ÂżQuĂ©â?
Ayato: Oh, mira eso... Ese cuello tuyo realmente me estĂĄ provocando sin ninguna marca.
...Esto es malo... En serio siento que estoy a punto de emborracharme sĂłlo con el olor de tu sangre...
Romantic: N-no, yo... ÂĄeak!
Ayato: Haa... tienes un cuello sensible, Âżeh? Je, je.
Romantic: ( Basta, siento que estĂĄ jugando conmigo... Âżpor quĂ© no me ha mordido todavĂa? )
ÂĄAh...! Nn.
Ayato: ¿Por qué no puedes ser tan obediente como ahora? Pareces un chico bastante inteligente...
Dime, Âżes esto lo que imaginabas?
Romantic: ââ!
Ayato: Dejar que un vampiro como yo te chupe la sangre... ¿Es eso lo que soñaste antes de llegar aqu�
Romantic: ÂĄEso es...!
Ayato: ÂĄJa, ja, ja! EstĂĄ bien, nerd pervertido...
Puedes dejar salir tu voz. Nn... Voy a disfrutar cada segundo de esto, sĂłlo sĂ© honesto contigo mismo... RuĂ©game que haga que duela aĂșn mĂĄs.
...De ahora en adelante, Ore-sama tomarĂĄ cada parte de ti, y un poco mĂĄs que eso. Mmm...
Romantic: ÂĄHyaa...! Ah.
( D-duele... duele mucho...)
( Siento que mi hombro se estå haciendo pedazos. Es un dolor punzante, constante... Yo... No sé cómo expresarme.)
Romantic: ...Nn...
Ayato: Mm... Ah...
ââEs delicioso. ÂżQuĂ© es esto? Es mĂĄs dulce que cualquier otra cosa que haya probado antes...
Ayato: Mirando tu cara retorcida por el dolor... Mm. Es tan bueno...
...Siento que podrĂa devorarte entero, en un par de mordidas...
Romantic: ( Me... duele... Parece que estĂĄ mordiendo aĂșn mĂĄs fuerte. )
( Por favor, no mĂĄs... Siento que me voy a desmayar. )
Ayato-kun..., p-por favor, démonos un descanso...
Ayato: ¿Un descanso? Como si pudiéramos.
Ademås⊠haciendo esos dulces sonidos no pareces tan descontento.
Romantic: Pero... ya es suficiente...
Ayato: Haa⊠qué terco eres. Voy a hacer que dejes de decir cosas innecesarias.
Romantic: ÂĄKyaa...! Nn... ÂĄAh!
Ayato: ...Jaja. Mh... La sangre sigue fluyendo de tu cuello... no estĂĄ mal, este olor...
SĂłlo un poquito mĂĄs... Nn.
Romantic: ( M-mi... mi corazĂłn... late tan rĂĄpido... )
ÂĄAagh...!
Ayato: ¥Oye...! ¥¿Qué rayos...?!
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€El pelirrojo estirĂł el cuello hacia atrĂĄs y mirĂł a los ojos del hombre nervioso con una expresiĂłn de perplejidad. Ayato parecĂa querer hablar de su repentina actitud, pero poco despuĂ©s de que Romantic cayera, el vampiro se encontrĂł sosteniĂ©ndolo en sus brazos para protegerlo de una terrible caĂda.
Ayato: ÂĄUps! ÂżQuizĂĄs cruce la lĂnea esta vez?
Maldita sea, parece que estĂĄs sufriendo. Pero ni siquiera bebĂ tanto...
Romantic: ÂĄH-haa...! Ah...
( Debe haber sido alguna reacciĂłn por la falta de sangre... M-me duele mucho el pecho. )
Ayato: Esto es raro, quiero decir... ni siquiera estoy lleno. ÂżEstĂĄs seguro de que no me estĂĄs gastando una broma?
Romantic: ( Ya no me quedan fuerzas... no puedo moverme tanto... )
( Dejar a una persona en este estado... es muy cruel. )
...Te juro que no es broma, pero ya me siento mejor. Puedes dejarme ir ahora... ÂĄAh!
Ayato: ÂĄVaya, eres tan torpe, Chibimushi...! Incluso estĂĄs temblando como una hoja.
¿De verdad crees que te dejaré libre en este estado? O simplemente eres un masoquista.
Romantic: Es que... ahora me resulta difĂcil caminar. ÂĄPero estoy seguro de que puedo hacerlo!
Ayato: Vamos, no serĂa nada gracioso si un demonio de clase baja te atacara. Deja ya de fingir.
Te dejaré apoyarte en mi hombro. Eres mi comida, ¥asà que no te desmayes sólo porque has perdido una miseria de sangre!
Romantic: ( ÂżLo dice en serio...? )
...SĂ tienes razĂłn. DeberĂa ir a tomar mi medicina.
Ayato: El olor de tu sangre es peligroso, ¿sabes? Nunca se sabe qué tipo de personas se acercarån a ti.
Romantic: ...SĂ, claro... QuĂ© considerado.
( ÂĄÂżDe quiĂ©n es la culpa?! ÂĄNo le conviene en absoluto ser «tan amable» ahora! Ăl acaba de chuparme la sangre, ÂĄpensĂ© que iba a morir! )
Ayato: Entonces, considĂ©rate afortunado de poder estar en los brazos de Ayato-sama. âȘ
SĂłlo por esta vez, serĂĄ tu regalo de bienvenida, ÂĄjeje!
Romantic: ( Un vampiro bebiĂł mi sangre... )
( No sé cómo sentirme... Todo pasó tan råpido, tan råpido que ya ni siquiera puedo decir si estoy a salvo... )
( Este trato me parece agradable, pero definitivamente no es genuino viniendo de Ayato-kun o de cualquier otro chupasangre. )
( ...Dios, Âżpor quĂ© tuve que entrar a esa mansiĂłn? DeberĂa haberte escuchado. ÂĄNunca volverĂ© a dudar de mi instintoâ! )
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