I Wished for Non-Face-to-Face Lectures

After Hye-eun left my apartment.

I began to worry about how to explain this surreal situation to my parents.

Should I pretend nothing’s wrong by mixing in a few lies? Or should I just tell them everything truthfully?

If deception was possible, I honestly preferred the former.

Setting aside the issue of interference, a child naturally wants to ease their parents’ worries.

What child in the world wants to see their parents’ worried faces?

But I doubted whether I could deceive my parents with this pathetic body.

If I insisted I was fine and everything was alright.

Then freaked out at the sight of a needle, started counting rice grains when served a heaping bowl, or bolted at the sight of kimchi stew they made with love.

Wouldn’t they worry even more seeing such clearly not-okay behavior?

So I made a decision.

For now, let’s be sparing with words.

Let’s observe the situation a bit, then decide whether to mix in lies or tell the truth.

After spending the day just thinking, the weekend evening finally arrived.

Dressed in the clothes Hye-eun had given me and ready to go out, I let out a big sigh in front of the entrance door.

“Phew…”

My first outing since becoming a vampire.

More than excitement, I was honestly worried.

“I hope I don’t die somewhere out there.”

This was one time I wished I were a different species.

I take back what I said about vampires being better than goblins or orcs.

Goblins or orcs seemed like much better species.

At least they wouldn’t die mysteriously while walking down the street.

“Sip.”

Erasing idle thoughts, I took a deep breath and carefully opened the front door.

Then, the staircase that always greeted me every morning came into view.

Something that hadn’t changed even though the world had.

Seeing it made me feel a bit more at ease, so I took one step forward, then another.

“…The first step is always the hardest, but it gets easier after that.”

Maybe I should take evening walks from now on?

I walked down the alley with a more relaxed mind, but unfortunately, once I turned onto the main road, I couldn’t maintain my peace of mind.

For some reason.

Every passerby kept looking at me.

…Is it because I’m an alien species? Or is there another reason?

After walking a few more minutes while keeping an eye out, I soon understood why people were staring at me.

“Excuse me?”

“…?”

“Can I get your phone number?”

“???”

Suddenly, an unknown man stopped me in English and started hitting on me.

Isn’t this exactly what it feels like to be harassed by a confession? I began looking around with a blank expression.

So those glances weren’t because I was an alien species, but because I was pretty?

Damn, how long has it been since I became a woman, and this is already happening?

Feeling bewildered, I shook my head vigorously.

I should have rejected him with a clear “Sorry” or “I’m sorry,” but because my mind was spinning, the words wouldn’t come out.

Just understand and move on, please.

You smell like garlic and it’s making me sick.

More than feeling disgusted about being hit on by a man, I was going crazy because of the smell.

The saying that Korea is a tough neighborhood for vampires exists for a reason.

Over 80 percent of the people passing by were emitting garlic scent—if this wasn’t hell, what would be?

“Cough, cough… Hack… Koff…”

As I frowned and coughed at the spicy garlic scent, the man approached me and asked in English if I was okay.

No, I’m even less okay because of you, so please don’t come any closer.

Damn it, stop approaching me when you smell like garlic!!!

I waved my hand to signal him to go away, and perhaps he understood that much?

The man made an embarrassed face, gave up on getting my number, and continued on his way.

“Huff… Huff…”

When the garlic scent that had been tickling my nose disappeared, my dizzy vision returned to normal.

…I feel like I can finally breathe. I almost fainted because of the garlic smell.

Thanks to that man who just approached me, I realized another fact.

When exposed to spices like garlic that cause extreme aversion for a long time, your mind starts to waver.

Thank you so much for making me learn something I didn’t want to know, you Subaru bastard.

“Sigh…”

I breathed a sigh of relief that the man had given up and retreated, but I soon realized I had celebrated too early.

As if that man had been a signal flare, other men also began to gather courage and approach me.

“I’m screwed.”

Already, the tangy garlic scent was wafting in.

I panicked and began running quickly toward the terminal.

…It was a moment when I seriously considered leaving Korea.

[What’s the most pitiful species among all species?]

Author: PixieSaveMe

Honestly, I think it’s pixies.

When my body shrunk, the cost-effectiveness improved, but I have to do a whole DDR performance just to write something on my phone;;

That’s not all. When my cat gave me a nyan-nyan punch, I was knocked out for a whole day.

Since I’m literally the size of a mouse, I’m often targeted as food by animals…

Yesterday, I had a breathtaking chase with a damn pigeon. Just thinking about it gives me PTSD, so I can’t take questions.

I really don’t know if this is right. Is it reasonable that every day is a survival game?

Though having magical abilities is nice. But it’s only enough to protect myself.

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A breathtaking chase with a pigeon? Are you crazy? Hahahahaha

The cost-effectiveness must be good for sure. I saw a video from some gay guy showing that they get full after eating just one jelly lol

Why are alien species gays so funny? lol I want to become an alien species too, for real

Gay, pixies are a stupid species, but there’s an even more stupid species.

ㄴ What is it?

ㄴ Vampires. I saw a post the other day, and they have a ton of weaknesses?

ㄴ Starting with sunlight and silver, there’s also counting compulsion and being helpless in front of strong-smelling spices.

ㄴ Judging by all the folklore that applies, they probably can’t even enter someone’s house without being invited. A truly pathetic species…

ㄴ How can a species be more garbage than pixies? Hahahahaha

ㄴ For real. Orcs or goblins would be much better.

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Despite the large-scale alien species transformation incident, the hometown I visited after several months was peaceful.

Well, they did say that only one in ten thousand people changes into an alien species.

In this rural village where fewer than a thousand people live, there might not be any alien species, right?

“…Maybe it’s peaceful because it’s nighttime.”

A rural path where only the sounds of insects and roe deer could be heard occasionally.

It was dark because there were few streetlights, but since I was a nocturnal species, I wasn’t particularly scared.

It was actually better because it was quiet. Around the university area, there were too many people approaching me while emitting garlic smells.

Vroom—

After walking for a few minutes while enjoying the peaceful atmosphere, my parents sent me a text, perhaps tired of waiting.

[Son, when will you arrive?]

It seems they were worried since their son, who said he would come on Saturday, hadn’t arrived even late at night.

I left a message saying I would arrive soon and smiled wryly.

Come to think of it, would they scold me, saying it’s dangerous for a young woman to be out late at night?

It would add to their worries, but there was no choice.

After all, I couldn’t wander around in broad daylight.

“…I’ve arrived.”

After thinking about various things, I found myself in front of my family home.

Unlike other houses, seeing this house brightly lit even at this late hour stirred mixed emotions in me.

Should I turn back now?

I momentarily felt the desire to escape reality, but soon shook my head.

This is a future I’ll have to face sooner or later.

Rather than postponing it and feeling anxious, wouldn’t it be much better to just confront it head-on?

I might lose something through this meeting.

But if I’m going to lose it no matter how much I struggle, it’s better to lose it now.

When I have more to lose later, I will lose much more than I would now.

Perhaps this is why they say it’s better to take a beating early?

“…Let’s go in.”

With a firm resolve, I calmly entered the door lock password.

As expected, the password hadn’t changed.

As the lock was released, I immediately tried to open the door and enter, but.

“Eh?”

Strangely, I couldn’t move past the threshold.

It was as if the house itself was rejecting my presence.

“…Damn, this is that thing, isn’t it.”

That thing about not being able to enter a house without being invited.

I cursed as I remembered one of the annoying vampire traditions I had forgotten.

Isn’t this being too serious about vampires as a species? This is vampire discrimination, seriously!

No, is the problem that there are too many negative traditions about vampires?

An ironic situation where the door was open, but I couldn’t actually enter.

While worrying about what to do with an anxious heart, my brother, sensing something suspicious outside, walked to the entrance.

“…Um, who are you?”

Discovering me standing stupidly in front of the door, he asked my identity with a rather comical expression.

Maybe I should just go back to my apartment.

Fuck.