It was unusual for someone as powerful as Ayatsuji. As a vampire, he had successfully hidden his identity from the entire agency - or rather, from the whole government that controlled him. He found people surprisingly oblivious to his fangs and peculiar behavior. Though he managed to control his desire for human blood by drinking tomato juice, it was merely a substitute that never truly satisfied him. He wasn't even content with the tomato juice but forced himself to drink it to protect his secret.

It was midnight, around 12:00 o'clock, when Ayatsuji stood smoking in his office. He let the smoke drift out the window as he stared blankly at his perfectly organized collection of dolls. In that moment, his craving for blood became overwhelming - there was barely any substitute left in his office. That's when his Male Assistant, or as he sometimes thought of him, his Male Wife, entered suddenly carrying a pack of files. Ayatsuji didn't glance up and continued smoking as the assistant placed the files on his desk.

Just as the assistant was about to leave, Ayatsuji spoke up bluntly, "Wait."

He put away his smoking pipe and stood up, taking an inch of a step toward the assistant. He beckoned with his finger, signaling him to come closer. When the assistant complied, Ayatsuji looked at him with stern eyes and said, "Keep this a secret of ours."

Gently bending down, he nuzzled the assistant's neck before sinking his fangs into the warm flesh. Closing his eyes, he drank deeply, savoring the sweet taste of human blood after so long - especially the uniquely sweet flavor of his assistant's blood.