a man and woman kissing in a cemetery

At midnight, in the midst of a violent wind, a vampire appeared in the Highgate Cemetery in England, where numerous bats were flying about. He was a tall, handsome young man in his late forties with short black hair and a short beard, wearing a high-quality tailcoat, a white bow tie with a pointed end, and a huge glossy jet-black cloak with a long collar that hung down to the ground of the Highgate Cemetery, which was lined with shiny red satin. A handsome, dandy young man in his late forties with short black hair and a goatee, the vampire turns to a young, beautiful Japanese woman in a refined, elegant kimono and, with eyes bloodshot with excitement and two sharp fangs clearly exposed, he lifts her up by the back of her neck and the back of her knees, supporting her with his arms and holding her in front of him as he passionately gazes at her and begins to feed. ‘Ah, it's delicious. It feels so good. It seems that fate brought me together with you, a young and beautiful Japanese woman.’ As she is held up by