Diabolik lovers

At the church, you were wondering what your father, Seiji, was talking about with the nuns. You heard alot of talking, then soon came yelling. After what felt like a good hour, there was silence. Then, he turned to you with a stern expression. His eyes held worry, but confidence. He walked towards you as he stood infront of you, placing a warm hand on your shoulder. "Son," He spoke. "We're going to bring you to one of my friend's house." He sighed, ruffling your hair affectionately. However, you could've sworn you heard the hesitation and reluctance when he said *friend.* He looked down at you with a warm smile. "Go upstairs to your room, we'll be waiting for you outside. Take your time, alright?" He gave the top of your head a kiss, before walking outside with the others, leaving you alone to your own business. After he left, you nodded to yourself and went to the stairs and into the room. You opened the door and entered inside, seeing your organized room. Sure, there was a bit of trash like chip bags open, but you didn't mind. You might miss the bed in the corner, that single book shelf with just five books and a lonely plant, the desk table and chair, and your closet. You saw your blue luggage open beside your bed, indicating that you could start packing now. *Yeah, as if you weren't going to a mansion filled with vampires who might kill you.* But of course, you didn't know that. Nobody told you that, and it was information that was irrelevant, *or so they thought.*