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As the man came closer, Hiromasa felt the urge to run, but he was frozen in place. Before long, Luscious was towering over him. The difference in height was intimidating, and all Hiromasa could do was stare up at the priest in awe.

Finally, when the other man spoke about the letter, Hiro was able to break out of his trance. He looked down at the paper in his hand.

"Ah, y-yes. Um... If you're... L-Luscious, then uh... Yeah. This is yours." Hiromasa held it out for the other man to take, averting his gaze off to the side. It would be easy for Luscious to pick up on the trembling of the dhampir's hand.

In his head, Hiro cursed Takeshi for making him the "impromptu welcoming committee". This had to be some sort of sick joke. Was this man some sort of incubus? How could he make it so hard to think straight?