Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

Lesson Two: Blood Sucking Impulses

"Don't be patient anymore, Master. We should go get Cenri back!

"Take it easy, Nevila. It's bloody... your bad habit."

Nevila devours her teeth as she frowns.

Ten days after Cenri disappeared. The Ephes were still staying in the city of Engay.

The air sucks. Senli Silvis was never a good acquaintance, but was admired by his peers because of his power and temperament.

It's in the hands of vampires - and if Nevila and the others chose to fall into the hands of vampires because they didn't kill them all, there are end-of-life knights who go through all sorts of tragedies and have a strong spirit.

A particularly bad look is Nevila, who chose to sentence the end to solar punishment.

From time to time, bad eyesight has become a sword swallowing beast. Because the neighborhood stuck under my eyes can't sleep even in nightmares, or I can't afford any of that look.

A little better about Luffrey and Thelma and the other third-degree knights, but everyone of them has a dark eye for Ephe.

The Luffreys are still third class knights. I have training and combat experience, but I have not yet experienced a war with my dark family.

It must also be my first experience to have my people arrested.

Luffrey, a leading position among third-degree knights, says as he has decided.

"Master, I share the same opinion. That vampire is still inferior, but I can't trust him. It was created by that Horos Carmen. I very much don't think the situation is wise now that I have done nothing but give you a report. Shouldn't we at least... put out a chase before the negative footprint left by that vampire disappears?

"Exactly! Master, give me an order. I don't care if you're alone, take Cenri home and show him!

Nevila slams the table hard and stares at Ephe.

Nevila, a third-degree knight, but his strength is never weak. Whatever the vampire is, the lower vampire is a warrior who has no problem letting him go alone.

But Ephe combined his hands and threw his gaze at Ruffrey.

".................. Luffrey, sometimes it's important to wait. Cenri is lost now. This is like my plan."

"But, master. Cenri is mentally brittle! As it were, to that vampire..."

"- Lose, he said. Being eaten, you have that concern? Luffrey, was Cenri that weak for you?

"It's..."

Ruffrey says you remember the sight we've fought together so far.

Cenri did have a sweet spot, but it was stronger than that. They tend to pursue their ideals, but they have always fought through numerous cunning demons.

"It's a business belly, but that end is right, what Cenri needs - time to sort out his thoughts. It's too early for us to move."

"But master. So isn't that vampire giving you a proper ride? Those end words don't tell us how right they are."

Rarely, Ruffrey's words had a fever. For Luffrey, who has been Eppe's men long before Cenri showed up, Cenri is like a sister in hand.

Ephe narrowed his eyes and turned his calm grin as usual to his fellow-minded disciple.

".................. rest assured. Cenli is unlimited to first-degree knights if it's just power. You can't beat a centipede to the end. Even if I were asleep, Cenri's blessing would burn that vampire to capacity. Problem is, Cenri's willing. I can't say it's wise for her to move within not being calm...... Of course, I can't give you time forever, but if you go help now, Cenri can take the end...... shelter. It's a harder job to tease Cenri's escort than to defeat a vampire."

Cenri is gentle and delicate. But it's not the kind of personality to drag on forever.

That apprentice was just too kind. If you are a knight of the end and you fight through it for a long time, you may hold a grip. The encounter with lifetime memory at this time is also considered a kind of test.

Think of the end, the vampire in that strange situation.

It's such a pitiful story to die once and be resurrected as undead. He said he just wanted to survive, but his soul is already contaminated.

The flesh is pulled by the soul. I guess the end was confident in convincing Cenri. But he knows too much about things.

Sure, the end is a pretty powerful vampire. The spirit, not the power.

It's a rare story about human consciousness, even if it's a lower vampire, leaving sensibilities, and so on. When I heard that the first blood sucking impulse restrained me from sucking and killing blood (even though the end was dead if I was trying to suck and kill him), Eppe was also surprised. But...

Ephe grinned slightly self-derisively as he put his hands together, muttering in a low voice.

"Mr. End, the vampire's vampire urge isn't that easy to keep up with. You soon become the demon to be defeated by Cenri. You're a monster now."

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Breathing becomes natural and rough. One step, if you reach out and get yourself out, there is a centipede neck within easy reach.

I wonder why, my eyes clearly felt the sweet and hot blood flowing beneath its white magnetic skin. If you're sorry about your ears, you can hear the blood flowing through your heart and your head getting a little hot.

Cenri had solved the blessings that were always haunting her. There's nothing holding me back anymore.

Push them down by force on the ground, fang their necks, hold down their algae scratching hands and feet, and sip hot blood.

My instincts as a vampire are whispering to me so. It was a terrible temptation to resist.

My fingertips, my flesh, tremble at the sweet temptation of the centipede. My heart is trembling hard and I am experiencing a crisp and strong pain.

I held down my hand, which was about to stretch, with all my strength, my body, which was about to move.

Point your gaze at the stripped neck muscle of the centipede, while pointing your consciousness in a different direction.

Vampires attack humans and are the undead who sip their blood. I mainly prefer the heterosexual blood of my young and sober body, and for that I dye my hands in every brutal act. And once you stick your fangs up your neck, most of the time, the act won't stop until you draw blood.

The vampire item in the drawing that Lord had had had had the word vampire impulse.

It's instinct for vampires to suck human blood. The ghost accumulates power and connects lives by sucking blood. Even vampires who are clever enough to be disputed in people are told that impulses are very strong because they sometimes attack people half impulsively and their existence is exposed.

I bit the centipede ten days ago. [M] Ever since then, I've refrained from sucking blood.

The undead drawings were written from a human standpoint, so I didn't elaborate, but once I rinsed the finest blood, I knew the strength of the blood suction urge and why.

It was a transcendental experience. It wasn't a metaphor or anything, but the flesh, the soul, trembled with joy, and even if I had died at that moment, I would have smiled and vanished.

Stopped on the verge of sucking and killing blood is like half a miracle.

It was painfully stopped because reason remained, but it was stopped because Cenri's noble spirit was understandable, but I'm not sure if the other person at that time would have sucked blood if she were a stranger of no benefit.

I feel dull pain in the palm of my hand. Blood poured out of my gripping hand, and for the first time, I realized that I was holding my hand so tightly that I broke through my skin.

Perhaps my eyes are running bloody right now.

When I was a dead meat man, I was empty. Without pain and fatigue, I had no appetite. Desire means willingness to live. If I hadn't remembered my whole life, I would have been just a doll.

Being a ghost, I gained an appetite and pain. And now that I'm a lower vampire, I can sleep.

So what about the rest of the greed?

The three main human desires are appetite, sleep appetite, and lust. Do vampires have lust?

The answer is - probably, there is.

And from here on out it's my imagination... if my guess is correct, vampire lust is... integrated with 'appetite'.

According to the drawings, all those attacked by vampires and sucked blood get no pain, just strong sexual pleasure. You're pushed away by strong joy, and you're bleeding to death while you're happy.

Maybe the vampire side feels the same thing as that. I've never had sexual pleasure in my life, so I don't think it's strange because vampires who are not inferior also have the power to increase the number of people by vampire.

The dangerous identity of pleasure that I felt, which could even repaint my outlook on life until then, was due to synergy, where two desires were met at the same time.

The limit was close. The only thing that stops my hand now is a slight sense of reason and a survival instinct beyond the three great desires.

Perhaps once you leave yourself to the blood-sucking urge, you won't hesitate as much this time next time. That could be a lifesaver for me.

I'm not a little hesitant to stop being human right now, but if that's going to kill me, it's different.

Probably bearable. The next time you breathe blood, you don't suck and kill centipede.

But apart from that, distrust arises there.

It's not Cenri's blood that I need the most, it's his heart. I need you to be an absolute ally, not a transient sympathy.

Cenri's blood is of the highest quality. Thanks to this, I was able to survive for ten days without breathing blood. But that's not like I never wanted to suck her blood.

I put up with it. Without saying anything about blood sucking, I just thought about escaping the tracker.

If I had been attacked by Ephe's chase, Cenri's emotions would have leaned toward mine. But there was no sign of Ephe following us. Shortly before we broke up, we didn't let that much anger roll.

He sees the essence of his battle with me. When I fall just trying to keep my mouth shut, I think so. Waiting for the 'weak' in me to die.

Yeah, you're right. Cenri is gentle. Being alert is so sweet that the monster's instincts will try to feed her. Never in the last ten days has she given me a dangerous look. [M]

Now, it's not some kind of trap that gave me the neck muscle again, it's probably because you're worried about me.

But that's why I must risk my life and be prepared to challenge its correctness.

Don't lick me, knight of the end.

"............ end?

Soon, the purple eyes of Cenri looked up at me from close range.

I'm stunned. My hands are on Cenri's shoulder, and my stripped neck is exposed in front of me. For a moment, I wondered if Cenri had packed the distance for me, but no. My body moved better.

In the last few days in the forcible army, I smelled very tasty from Cenri's body, even though I was barely able to bathe in the water or anything.

My hair, my skin, my blood, my flesh, everything smells sweet and seduces me.

My head is hot. Strong eyesight and nausea. The hand on the shoulder does not move as if ordered by the Lord.

I don't know anything. My heart is hitting hard. Eat the superb blood in front of your eyes, that's what he says. You're trying to let go, but your fingertips only cramp, and you don't move.

The centipede tilts its neck with surprise eyes, further exposing the clear white neck muscles through the blood vessels.

"Huh!!

My body moved on its own. A hand on his shoulder turns to its back and hugs his small body. My head moves and my neck muscles approach my vision.

Soft meat on the warm blood you feel all over your body. My whole body, my soul trembles with joy. It mutates into a lower vampire, and a pointed canine tooth stands on its skin for bloodsucking.

- On the brink of it, I put all my strength into it and stopped the movement of my body.

It's hot in my head. Red and black liquid flows through white skin with no scratches. Blood. It's not Cenri's blood, it's mine.

Tears of blood overflowing from my eyes line my white skin. That was a disloyal sight somewhere.

Take care not to put force in your arms to hold and kill you, whispering in that ear as you breathe roughly.

"Huh... not yet, not yet... bearable. Cenri, I can still fight. I'm still human, I want to. Don't tempt me."

Absolutely, breathe blood. Even if I can stand it now, I'll never be able to.

There is no such thing as a vampire who can survive without breathing blood, I sip as much blood as I want to survive.

But that's... not now.

Cenri's arm tends to turn on his back. I felt a little bit of a blood-sucking impulse had subsided just that.

Cenri says in a trembling voice. Something raw and warm touches my neck muscle. Tears. Not what I shed, tears that worried me purely.

"Sorry, do...... end. I did a terrible thing. Never again, I won't say."

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"But really, if I can't stand it anymore...... then, I don't want you to hesitate to say it. If you put up with too much bloodsucking impulse, they'll lose their sanity, because"

"Oh......, oh. And then..."

Swallow and deeply resolve.

Her blood sucks in the best of circumstances.

Let them eat and eliminate nutritional deficiencies. Get a good night's sleep to restore fatigue, shower properly, and brush on its smooth skin.

And then you take off your clothes on a clean, big white bed, and you put your naked body down and stick your fangs out on that white skin.

Blood sucking is not just a meal for vampires. I had a strange certainty.

The holy blood that I have breathed through my heart will surely give me unprecedented strength.

And it was only then that I would have done it without being purified that I would have completely taken sides.

I touched Cenri's cheek and stared into the darkness.

We need to get a human collaborator. Like a hack against Lord, there are collaborators who supply supplies, prepare homes, and hide me from human society.

There are risks, but we have to do something to survive peacefully.