Sorry, I'm Just a Weak Little Vampire

ed across the Academ

ed oak trees, casting long shadows over the stone fountain

e bench. Her fingernails dug

nder System's virtual panel flas

stility Level: 0. Plun

o act like an arrogant, abusive noble. Rosalie was supposed to play the vic

ery pile of mud. She refused to fight

low-tier vampires sat on t

his bed," a girl with thick glasses

s at the Court. He said her pureblood core r

Rosalie's mind. If Genevieve wouldn't attack her na

bles. She picked up a small, crystal plate holding a rare

devotion. She walked toward the dark corner under the

d: [If target slaps the food away,

f Genevieve. She held the

e gossiping students to hear. "I stood in line to ge

pulling blades of grass from the dirt. She looked up. She sta

slap the plate.

d the plate right ou

ed the small silver spoon and shoved a ma

pletely full. "This is actually good. Way b

n the air. Her prepared speech abou

ree seconds flat. She shoved the empty

ure her voice carried across the courtyard. "Are you feed

empty plate so hard her knuckles turned

osalie forced the word

ed. She scowled, looking at Rosa

d as if shooing away a fly. "Can't even fetch a simple snack pr

king. They stared at Rosalie, their e

humiliation. She spun around and walked

vior registers as pure greed and laziness, not aristocratic bullyi

throom. She slammed her fist into the ma

Genevieve stretched h

she acted like a greedy, lazy idiot without actu

w fell

t of her. His hands shook as he held out a cheap

he grabbed the bottle, poppe

she said

th shock and joy. He bow

s up his nose. He watched Genevieve drink the cheap toma