“Whatever, whatever, this is getting tedious! Ugh, actually I’m surprised your friends haven’t given up on you already for being so oblivious to subtext…”

Aidou shook his head as if to ward away further hair-splitting.

“Hmph, I might not be a drooling monster, but I’m definitely not a Human Relations professor! Ha, though you’d probably need a long-lived teacher in your state. It’d take at least a hundred years to make you normal.” He sighed then. “What exactly would I teach you first? Reading between the lines? Sarcasm? Or maybe how to talk in something other than a monotone? No, no, how to appreciate vampiric greatness, maybe…”