"Gyoubu," Mitsunari moved into Yoshitsugu's room quickly, the old one talking with Akihime sternly about giving away her body before marriage, "the farm rat...I think he may be a high blood."
"Oh? Is that so?" Yoshitsugu asked, "What makes you say that?"
"His blood. It smells pure." Mitsunari said. Akihime scowled.
"What did you do to him?"
"Ripped out his fangs for feeding from you." Mitsunari growled. Akihime's face lit up and she sputtered.
"H-How dare you-!"
"Akihime," Yoshitsugu said firmly and she froze, "we will discuss that later. Let us go see the boy." The old vampire stood and leaned on his cane as he followed Mitsunari to Yukimura.