Infinite Checkpoint Project: No Game No Life

Read ahead on my P@treon...

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{T/N: In the Raw, the Author refers to this race as Vampires... But since I read the 'NGNL' Light Novel myself, I decided to change Vampires to Dhampir in this Translation because that's more canonical...

However, this change also forced me to change the narrative of the Translation so that everything fits seamlessly...}

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Vampires... in movies, anime, and novels, they are often portrayed as evil beings who survive by drinking human blood, living in the darkness, and representing the night.

However, with the influence of the 'moe' trend, the once evil and terrifying creatures have gradually become a moe attribute.

Moe vampire girls, timid vampires, and cute vampires...

And now, a cross-dressing vampire... Well, not vampire per se...

In Disboard, these beings are called Dhampir. While they do share some traits with vampires, they also have distinct differences...

Anyway, Haruya was aware that the Dhampir by the window was actually a 'trap'...

Of course, since the Dhampir hadn't revealed their true identity to Haruya, it was better to continue feigning ignorance and refer to them as 'her' for now.

Backlit by the moonlight, her wings and shadow fell into the room, and her sharp teeth seemed to emit an eerie glow.

Her Yellow/Purple/Blue eyes were filled with a mix of confusion and worry, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

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"Finally found you, Immanity. Mwahaha, bow before me... Ouch?!!"

Her stomach suddenly let out a loud 'growl', and her face instantly turned pale as she fell from the window.

Her head hit the ground, and she let out a muffled "Ugh!" before collapsing sideways.

Haruya was momentarily at a loss for words.

He put down what he was holding and walked over, poking the Dhampir's cheek with his finger, "Hey, are you okay? Noble blood aristocrat."

"Ugh... I'm so hungry..."

"I still have some snacks and fruit. Want some?" Haruya offered.

"I don't need snacks or fruit. I just need... just need..."

In this world, Dhampir are a tragic race on the verge of extinction.

Even chuunibyou lines like 'Let me grant you the eternal and powerful force of the night' couldn't be used to describe them. {T/N: This line seriously did a number on me...}

"Huff, huff, please... I'm... I'm dying... give me your Soul..." The Dhampir said weakly.

"Woahh! Has the devil come to collect my soul?!"

The Dhampir looked confused, not understanding what Haruya was saying.

Done with fooling around, Haruya looked at the Dhampir on the floor.

'She' was breathing heavily, her expression a mix of confusion and pain, with beads of sweat on her forehead.

Her slightly revealing outfit showed off her delicate, 'girly' skin, which was also covered in sweat.

The temperature in the room had risen significantly due to her presence.

'Even if she's a boy, as long as she's cute, it's fine, right?'

"What the heck am I thinking..."

Shaking his head, Haruya crouched down beside her and said, "From the information I've gathered, because of the Ten Covenants, your Dhampir race can't harm others without violating the covenants. That means you're on the verge of extinction, huh?"

"That's right... Just give me a little bit of your Soul Essence, okay...? Please..."

"Soul Essence huh? Your Dhampir race absorbs Soul Essence from blood or bodily fluids, mixing the absorbed Soul Essence with your own to grow stronger, enhancing your power. Those who are bitten by you lot also undergo Soul Essence mixing, contracting a special disease. Given that, how could I possibly give you my Soul Essence?"

'Besides, even if I could, I wouldn't dare.'

Thinking this, the Dhampir on the floor slowly got up.

She propped herself up with her hands, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, her eyes unfocused.

"If you don't give it to me soon, I'll die... I'll die... Even if it's not blood... as long as it is bodily fluids, it's... it's fine..."

This is the first time Haruya has been so desired by someone, even if their target is just his bodily fluids...

But then again, what kind of 'bodily fluids' could he even give her at this moment?

Haruya had always been the type who didn't sweat much, and he couldn't exactly produce what she wanted on the spot.

"I'd like to give it to you, but I can't just produce what you want out of nowhere." Haruya said.

Staggering to 'her' feet, the Dhampir looked down at Haruya who was still kneeling on the floor, "I... I'll do it myself..."

With the last of her strength, she shouted loudly, "Plum... ambush!!!"

Just as Haruya was wondering what she was about to do, his sensitive area was suddenly grabbed by Plum, who had fallen on top of him.

"If it won't come out... I'll make it!"

"What the hell!!!"

Facing this sudden and shameless assault, Haruya reached for Plum's head wanting to throw her off, but...

"It hurts so much!!!!!!"

Letting out a cry of despair, loud enough to be heard throughout the entire embassy, Haruya's tears streamed down as Plum's hands suddenly tightened around what she was holding.

Seizing the opportunity, Plum pounced on Haruya and began to drink his tears.

After licking enough of Haruya's tears, Plum exhaled and regained some of her energy and sat on Haruya's bed, "Although... it's a small amount... but it's enough."

Haruya wanted to unzip his pants to check if anything was damaged, but he decided to save that for later.

'Being squeezed like that wasn't entirely bad...'

'No, no, what am I thinking?!'

'My soul will never be offered to this devil!'

"Thank you for the meal, Immanity." Plum said this while licking her fingers.

She stood up, slightly lifted her skirt, and bowed, "I am a Dhampir named Plum. Please take care of me."

"Take care of you my ass! I demand a compensation for what you just did to me!" Haruya sat up straight, looking displeased at Plum who was sitting on his bed.

She tilted her head and replied in a very polite tone, "Of course, no problem. As long as it's not something outrageous, I can agree to anything. After all, you did save my life just now."

"Very well then... My name is Nangou Haruya, though you can call me whatever you like."

"Then I'll call you Haru-kun."

"...."

Hearing the nickname 'Haru-kun', Haruya was reminded of how his old friends used to call him that, 'They should all be working now, right?'

Returning to the present, he focused his gaze on the cross-dressing Dhampir, Plum.

"You said you're called Plum, right? First, let's clarify why you're here."

"And why do you want to know that?" Plum questioned.

"Do you still want those fluids?"

"I'll talk right away!" Plum gave in immediately...

'Not Vampire-like at all, these Dhampir seem more like Succubi.' Haruya thought.

"Originally, I came here to find the Immanity race's sole representative, but I got lost and ended up here... Mhm... Indeed, the Soul Essence of an Immanity is the most delicious, completely Unpolluted." Said the Dhampir, still savouring the aftertaste of Haruya's tears...

"Are you indirectly calling me a virgin?"

"Not at all, I wouldn't dare... After all, I'm a lone soul too..."

'What the heck... Isn't that just another way of admitting you're single?' Haruya thought...

"Anyways, delaying that matter a bit isn't a problem... So what kind of compensation do you need, Haru-kun?"

"It's simple." Haruya extended a finger, "Take me to the capital of the Sirens, ~Oceando~..."

Hearing Haruya's words, Plum narrowed her eyes slightly, "For what purpose?"

"To win over the Queen." Answered Haruya.

Unlike her previous reaction, Plum's eyes widened, "That's a strange request, but it's also quite interesting."