Saizou’s monstrous form moved toward Moka with lecherous intent. Opening his fanged maw, Saizou’s tongue slithers outward, moving like a living snake. It circled around the frozen Moka.

“... Ugh… eww…” Moka couldn’t help but voice out her thoughts, causing Saizou to grin with excitement.

Ahhhh… this is the perfect woman… feeble and cowering under my frame…

Even Saizou’s thoughts were monstrous. As Moka cowered in fear, Saizou’s instincts as a monster race without females, flared.

Despite Moka’s supernatural nature, her memories mostly consisted of her with humans. The idea of fighting or hurting others was unfamiliar to her, especially one that was raised in the safety of Japan.

Even if she didn’t know how to fight, Moka’s senses were still supernatural and she heard a familiar voice coming from the distance.

“Moka!!”

Turning toward the direction of the voice, Moka saw Tsukune in the distance, running toward her, carrying his luggage.

“Moka!!!”

Moka couldn’t help but feel emotional.

Y-you came back!

But she could feel hostility radiating from the monster behind her. Remembering that Saizou was more than willing to break school laws, Moka shouts.

“Tsukune! Why?! Why did you come back!?”

Tsukune, so focused on Moka, didn’t see Saizou’s large form. It was as if any monster would camouflage in the background as long as Moka was in view.

"It's because there is something I want to say!"

It was only when Tsukune was near that he saw Saizou.

“Huh?”

Saizou on the other hand was aware of Tsukune the moment he heard his scream. With a furious expression as if he was blue balled at the edge of climax, Saizou growls and basically spits out the next words toward Tsukune.

"You scum... How dare you show up at the best moment... AND NOW YOU HAVE THE GALL TO WANT TO SAY SOMETHING!"

In his true form, Saizou barely resembled a human. Standing at a height almost reaching 9 feet tall, Saizou was gigantic. In addition to his taller height, Saizou’s transformation proportionately increased his mass and width, creating an intimidating image that struck fear in Tsukune’s heart.

Along with his size, Saizou’s true form boasted a carapace-like skin covering his entire body, making it seem tougher. His arms were tipped with hardened claws rather than human hands. Even his head appeared to be covered with a thick shell.

“I believe I warned you to never come near Moka again…”

Turning toward Tsukune, Saizou’s muscles flexed as he prepared to deliver a lethal blow. Just realizing that a true monster was in front of him, Tsukune screamed.

"Wh-what is this thing?!?!! It's a mo-monster?!"

Moka immediately tries to intervene.

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“Run Tsukune! It’s Saizou’s true form!”

Tsukune’s feet didn’t move.

“S-Saizou?? This is Saizou?? Are all monsters like this!”

Despite his fear, Tsukune couldn’t help but imagine Moka without the rosary.

So... if Moka takes off her rosary, then... she'll become like that too?

But Tsukune didn’t have enough time to ponder Moka’s true appearance. After all, Saizou charged toward him with lethal intent.

Saizou’s already large hand seems to become larger in Tsukune’s point of view as it comes crashing down toward him. Saizou scorned Tsukune, knowing that the weakling in front of him would not be able to dodge.

And Saizou was right.

Tsukune was about to face the might of a monster, capable of extinguishing the light of a human’s life.

Am… I… going to die?

Then Saizou’s claw strikes Tsukune’s body. An unbelievable amount of inertia is suddenly exerted on Tsukune’s body as he’s sent flying. Saizou’s telegraped swing sends Tsukune behind him, shattering a bunch of tombstones.

Drunk in the feeling of abusing others, Saizou laughs and guffaws.

Moka screams as she rushes toward Tsukune.

“Tsukune!”

Saizou turns to Tsukune and taunts him with horrid glee.

"What's wrong vampire?!" Saizou spits out the word with scathing sarcasm. "Did you think that a monstrel like me would run at the mere mention of a vampire?!"

Shattering a nearby dead tree with a singular shrug, Saizou reaffirms himself.

“You’re too weak! You’re scum!”

Moka watched as the dust settled and saw Tsukune’s battered and bloodied body in the middle of ruined tombstones. She immediately goes toward Tsukune’s side and checks on him.

His breathing was labored and Moka’s supernatural senses told her that he was having an immensely difficult time. Tsukune’s face had multiple scratch wounds and even one of his hands looked mangled.

Oh no! Ts-Tsukune’s only human… He can’t regenerate.

Moka started to internally panic as she tried to look for a solution.

How… horrible… I can’t use youki…

“Tsukune… even though you came back for me… this happened.”

Moka knew that she didn’t have the ability to save Tsukune. She could only comfort him to the best of his ability.

“I’m sorry… I can’t save you… humans and monsters are too different… aren’t they?”

The silver shine of the Moka’s rosary reminds her of her nature.

"Because... I'm a vampire, I'm drawn to the blood of humans... and no matter what, I'll end up hurting humans..."

Moka’s tears start to drop on Tsukune’s face.

"The truth is... the truth is the whole time... I thought... I finally found a friend... But I guess it's impossible... because I'm a monster and I'll do nothing but hurt you as well."

Tsukune suddenly coughs out blood.

“Tsukune!”

With his battered body, Tsukune gently touches Moka’s shoulder as if to reassure her.

"S-surely... I'm a weak... and worthless guy… I… I’m not an impressive person… I’m average and mediocre in almost everything I do…"

Saizou flinches when he hears Tsukune’s voice.

This guy is still alive? How! I was sure that I shattered his ribs! This lucky brat!

“But… I realized that… everything that terrified me… wasn’t because of you… It wasn’t right of me… to lash out at you… and if I left… knowing I said those words to you… I would’ve regretted it for the rest of my life…”

Tsukune gives Moka a bright smile, one that doesn’t fit his bloody demeanor.

“Moka… I also want you to be my friend.”

Moka couldn’t help but choke up at Tsukune’s words.

“Even if you’re a vampire… I like you Moka.”

Saizou sees this and he screams.

“What the hell are you babbling about!”

He charges toward the two of them, intent on murdering Tsukune.

“Moka… please.”

… run…

Tsukune’s vision was starting to fade. Despite wanting to hold onto Moka as long as possible, Tsukune’s hand that’s gripping Moka’s arm starts to become weaker and falls forward.

Please… even if it’s just Moka…

Tsukune’s hand falls forward, snagging onto Moka’s rosary.

No! Don’t delay her any further.

But to both their surprise, the rosary comes off without any resistance.

Moka’s eyes widen in shock as her suppressed youki starts to radiate outward like a broken dam.

“No! The rosary came off!”

The released youki was so powerful that it started to illuminate the area. Saizou’s charge was pushed back by the pressure exerted by Moka’s transformation. The ground seems to tremble at the amount of power Moka continues to exert.

When Saizou thought that Moka’s power was finally slowing down, it suddenly exploded in magnitude once more as Moka herself was undergoing her transformation.

Unlike the rogue monster that is Saizou and many of the other monsters hidden in the world, vampires are described as ageless, immensely powerful, and unmatched in terms of their youki. But most importantly, vampires are also described as beautiful, graceful, and perfect.

Moka’s slender hands seem to transform, turning her cute nails into sharp claws and her beautiful pink hair turns into a bright silver shade, capable of reflecting sunlight. And for some reason, she becomes taller and proportionately more toned, as if her body reflects her true nature. Opening her mouth with glee, Moka seems to smile with utter amusement as two sharp fangs replace her once human-like fangs.

Then as if it never existed, all of the youki that Moka exerted immediately returned as if sucked by a powerful vacuum. All the youki is focused on Moka’s body. Opening her closed eyes, Moka’s green irises were replaced with a sharp and imposing red.

Looking at the large monster in front of her, Moka seems amused.