As I fell to my knees, a mix of relief and worry washed over me. I said, "Thanks for... saving... me. I owe you a favor." He looked a bit flustered since I was kneeling in front of him. "I didn't mean to! Stop kneeling, dammit!"
This made me remember another part of my backstory. I found out that the corpses I had kept in my room were actually my adoptive parents, not my biological ones.
Anyway, back to the topic. My brothers were in the hospital, and I used my crystal heart to heal them. Ren woke up but was still badly hurt, while Yami still hadn't regained consciousness. I recalled how our eldest brother, Ryuk, had been kicked out by our biological parents when he was only 15.
After a few weeks, my brothers healed, and Yami got a job as a detective?! Oh no! He would know that I was wanted, not to mention Rina, L, and Nozomi! "Jiminy motherloving toaster strudel!"
At the detective agency, there was a meeting room and other facilities, and Yami met two new people: Lara Yari, age 17, and Hentari Yari, age 19. Lara was excited, while Hentari didn't say much, as usual.
Then, Nozomi approached Yami. She didn't know I was his sister. She said, "Let's see how long it takes you to crack." The other detectives didn't realize she was a vampire. They believed that vampires were peaceful and good, but Nozomi was clever. She manipulated everyone, starting to fake cry while they all rushed to comfort her.
The next day, Yami, Ren, and I began researching, mostly Yami since it was his job. We discovered something shocking—Nozomi was the one who created all the vampires. Oh God...
