“Of course I know the consequences.” Dino blinked up at the vampire, jolting a little when he was released. He picked himself up and dusted himself off.
He was surprised, though. The vampire had let him go. He didn’t expect that at all. The surprise was actually rather pleasant. Dino blinked a gain, curious. Reborn looked like he was remembering something important. He reached out, intending to place a hand on his shoulder. He thought better of it, withdrawing his hand back to himself.
The blonde watched him, still curious, and waited for the vampire’s response. He thought for sure that Reborn would give him the death sentence. Dino tilted his head, waiting ever so patiently. Using that time to consider the terms of the pact, just in case luck was on his side and the vampire answered in the affirmative.
His terms, his terms…
Oh. Reborn had spoken. “…Dino. My name is Dino.”
Right, his terms. He smiled, holding out his hand.
“Help me become a summoner that can help protect people. I don’t really have any ambition, but…” Dino paused. “I’ll willingly offer you my blood. Just… Allow me enough time between… Feeding. To recover. I’ll even allow you your autonomy. I’m not sure I could take that from you, anyway, so…”
Dino wasn’t sure what he wanted to do as a summoner. He did know he wanted to help people, that much was a given, but… He didn’t really have any drive.
Che, so they both had the same idea in mind, how… surprising. Where were all summoners in the past that were suppose to train their young? Had they been almost extincted in this current generation by time and war? Were their numbers decreased to almost a pitiable number by now that a weakling needed a demon to train him? Just how had the humans been surviving till now? Seriously.
While the blonde thought he didn’t notice what the human was about to do, Reborn actually had a sharp eye on that small, frail hand who had somehow inched towards him. And if that said hand were to be almost biting distance… well, the unforturnate boy would be left with one grasp by then.
Reborn tilted his head to the side as though in a mocking glance from above, glowing eyes still shadowed by his fedora. So small and tiny before him, yet, too thin and pale to fill his hunger completely. The vampire would have to toughen him up a bit for the time being. Get the brat all juicy and ripe for the picking as well as satisfying his pride in turning a weakling to one of the best summoners in the world.
Let’s see how this brat would cope with my… training… heh.
“I wonder if you do know the exact meaning of being a Summoner, youngling.” Reborn questioned with a sharp look, his gaze narrowed. “Your reason for it won’t be able to even get you far if you are mainly narrowing your goal down to just that.”
The vampire moved closer with his face right up towards the blonde’s. “To have summoned me and asking me to train you, the outcome won’t be how you wanted to be.” Suddenly, he paused with a hard unblinking stare and gave a cruel, cold smirk, his fangs revealed to be quite deadly. “I deal with killings, lust and torture due to my carnivorous, animalistic nature. And unlike your innocent light mind, you won’t come out untainted once I’ve gone through with you.
“…are you still willing to have me as your tutor?” He purred like a predator circling his prey.
And why was he being so generous for, giving a human a choice in rethinking his decision before the final outcome. If it was any other humans, Reborn would’ve played his meal a bit as entertainment before going in for the kill to end the mortal’s pathetic life. It was usually as a test to see if the summoners were strong enough to be at the vampire’s level in strength, intelligence, etc. And if they failed, well, too bad for them.
…however, all were unsuccessful except for one.