[There's remnants of the past everywhere in Japan. In every nook and cranny there's hints of Japan's feudal era. Even here in Tokyo, there's hints of ancient Edo preserved by the people's idealistic love for the past. It's unlike most cities. Tokyo is in perfect harmony with itself in both the old and the new. An true oasis for romantics who yearn for both tomorrow and yesterday.
Maybe that's why the nights here feel so different because they are.]
Hm? [A faint smirk lingers on his lips once she turns to him.] So you've noticed? I'm surprised.
[Yasu reaches up to his turquoise shades and gently plucks them off. His eyes look as deep as the night itself but with hints of crimson lurking within. She's one of the few to look at him eye to eye. He's quite tall for a Japanese man, the same height as her.]
A dhampir. [He answers at last.] My father was a vampire but I was born to a human mother.
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Maybe that's why the nights here feel so different because they are.]
Hm? [A faint smirk lingers on his lips once she turns to him.] So you've noticed? I'm surprised.
[Yasu reaches up to his turquoise shades and gently plucks them off. His eyes look as deep as the night itself but with hints of crimson lurking within. She's one of the few to look at him eye to eye. He's quite tall for a Japanese man, the same height as her.]
A dhampir. [He answers at last.] My father was a vampire but I was born to a human mother.