When the girl saw the priest, she ran towards him from the tree, crying out loud. Haru rolled his eyes and walked out himself, sighing. He looked at Akira apologetically, assuming the girl’s presence had somehow squandered whatever plan she might have had for the man. “He-He was a vam-vampyre,” the girl sobbed, clinging to the priest.
It may have been dark, but the moonlight was enough for Haru to see the man’s expression. There was no shock in his expression, but he faked it well in his voice. “Oh my! That… That’s horrible,” he said. Haru’s eyes squinted in suspicion, but he quickly shook it off. He told himself that he was becoming extremely sceptical like Akira as he spent most of his time with her, and that there was nothing wrong with the priest.
“Where is he now?” the priest asked, turning towards Haru. “He ran off,” the healer responded bluntly. Haru had no interest in chasing the vampire at that very moment. It was an objectively bad idea, considering how powerful they were during the night. He was glad he could save the girl on time and was most worried about bringing her back to her family. “We should take her back to her family. They are very worried, obviously,” he added. Despite telling himself that this priest was no trouble, his brain refused to believe it and there was a sharp sting in his voice when he spoke to the man.
“No… I need to cleanse her first. I’ll take her to the church first. You guys bring the family there,” he said, pointing towards the main town. Haru wasn’t sure about this; he looked at his partner like he always did when there was a difficult decision to be made.