Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

Every night, every night, a suspicious pair showing up in the ruins of an ancient castle. One is an immortal beautiful girl, and the other boasts of extraordinary power.

We break up every night when we return from work and never face each other in the daytime. It was only once in the whole town of [Descend], only once in a rare tavern with no garlic at night.

I don't know what I'm talking about, but I wonder if the Lazars, acting together with these two extremely suspicious people and not having any mistrust at all, are doing a little bit wrong as mercenaries.

At least if I were in their shoes, I would have cut my hand off immediately or reported it to my employer.

They haven't pulled their hand yet, even though the undead are coming at them many times out of their control in the first place, and I can't even sigh at their stupidity at the earliest.

But I liked the Lazars, the mercenaries, who were neither poisonous nor medicinal. I can very much empathize with it as long as it benefits me, and as long as it doesn't hurt me.

Apparently, Mr. Lazar and the others will get a bounty according to the undead who showed up. I ask you to keep our affairs a secret, instead of transferring all those rights. It also sounds good that the interests are in agreement. Ideal enough to fight together temporarily.

But we're going to need another hand. There are too many things I don't understand, so let's crush them one by one. If you do, you can just get away with it.

After working today, at the [Descend] Inn, Cenri and I shared information.

"I think [Descend] is hiding something."

"……… Agree"

In the first place, it's a little weird that you haven't contacted the Knights of the End, even though it's an undead relationship case.

"The Phantom Demon King" is the opponent that the Knights of the End used to defeat. It's no stranger to keep in touch because the undead are now showing up again, and it's not a matter of financial relations because the Knights of the End don't ask for a price.

While I crawled my gaze into the white skin of the centipede, which was swept wide up to my shoulders, I nodded with satisfaction that it was the same opinion.

If you turn your arms around that luxurious back, Cenri will change the direction of your body without defying the movement of my hand. Everything is superb: the softness and warmth of its flesh, the hardness of the bones that occasionally touch it, its lustrous hair and, needless to say, the blood that flows into it.

In a bed for one. There is no one nearby. It's been a long blood-sucking day, and I've been using my whole body and I've been thinking about where to bite today.

Cenri's voice is calm. But the heart beats just a little faster than usual, and it's a long time before it even occurs in conversation. And it's hard to tell because of the darkness, but its skin is only slightly dyed by Zhu. The five senses of lower vampires don't miss small changes either.

It was a little different than I thought, so when I pushed the centipede that turned me aside slightly and lay low, I hooked my finger on the thin sleeping collar and shifted it slightly down to make the ordinance. I still don't know everything about Cenri, but because of her immense blessing, her skin is scratch-free wherever she checks, and she manages to decide where to bite, but I can't follow her.

Licking his teeth with his tongue to contain them, he continued.

"There must be a reason for more crystals at night. For once, I want to see the moment of emergence"

……

The crystals of the night give the undead a unique discomfort. At least there was no sign of crystals appearing while I was hunting the undead with the Lazars. That means something happened after we were gone - from morning to night.

That was the big problem. There is no sunlight in the underground tunnel, but the power of vampires decreases during the day, regardless of what it has to do with it. Lurking in the underground is a little dangerous. Of course, I'll do it if I have to. But is it worth just risking that much?

I was holding my nose as close as a dog to the neck of a lying down centipede, but I knew it was a little different, so I grabbed my shoulder lightly and asked him to lie down on the centipede. The lid of the centipede lying down moves tightly. A palpable clavicle invites impulses without any help.

"Or we can explore the upper levels of [Descend] who hired Mr. Lazar and the others... but if we reveal who he is, he'll find out where Cenri is, and we can't threaten him - it's hard,"

I hear powerful vampires have the power to manipulate the subject's mind, but I don't.

He's made all sorts of suspicious moves, and this city is more dangerous than the undead that will raid him if he does bad. Anyway, vampire control is in place.

My chest, wrapped in a loose sleeping dress, is moving slowly.

"............ Sure, we need to go with caution. But before that, the end..."

Cenri said with a small sigh.

"If you're going to suck blood, just suck it"

"... I'm choosing where to bite. Cenri said forgive me if that's about it."

"Sure, I said. But he's been flipped three times already. The night dawns as it is."

Most likely. But it's hard to decide.

The cycle during which the centipede gives blood is once every ten days. I mean, I only come three times a month, and I can afford it from the limits of my bloodsucking impulse, so depending on the situation, sometimes I can make some more room.

And Cenri - asshole, he only allows one bite at a time. It only allows me to touch my skin.

Once you pierce your fangs, all you have to do from there is suck blood. The pace of sucking blood is free for me, but I don't have a problem draining blood because Cenri is luxurious, and there are limits to how much longer it takes to suck blood.

I can tolerate touching my skin to a certain extent, well, while I'm breathing blood, but the most fun part is when I put my fangs on. And it is in that moment that Cenri's reaction is good.

Because the reaction varies according to the position of chewing, it is necessary to apply force with nature to select carefully.

"Because Cenri only allows one bite. It doesn't mean more blood to suck..."

Cenri is staring at me complaining.

"At first, to some extent, I allowed it. End, then you - how many times did you bite?

"... I don't remember. But there's not a single trace left."

"I've been biting all night, even if I said no."

Look, I'm not losing any blood. It's just a sweet bite, a sign of trust! It was awesome to put it modestly.

I protest looking at Cenri's neck. [M]

"It's a lie. They didn't tell me not to."

"That's... because you were blocking my mouth with your hands"

I wonder if that happened... there is no way Cenri would lie, so it must have happened.

But even I am somewhat compromised. [M]

When I experimented with Monica, I chewed a lot more than I did to Cenri, but the most responsive thing I tried to chew was the base of my leg. But I never told Cenri to bite my leg.

Sucking blood while taking a shower together or stripping clothes is enduring with the thought of a severance.

What can I say for myself? I'm sure no vampire is as gentle as I am. If you would forgive me enough to break my bowels, I would say no as much.

Besides, I knew it would take a while to choose, so I was selecting them for future consultations. Is there anything wrong with my behavior? No, I don't.

As Cenri narrowed her eyes, she leaned back and asked me with a stern voice from below.

"End, can you swear that you're not having fun, that you're seriously doing it to nourish?

"... I've made up my mind, I knew I'd start before. I'll have it."

I knew it would be best to smoke while watching your expression.

Senri grabbed my hand and said it in a blaming tone as she extended her arm and quickly tried to get into the main dish.

"Um, 'I'll have it,' and don't say it."

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"? What, did you even have a fight?

"I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't ask because it's a delicate issue"

"... don't be so clear"

Mr. Lazar rounds his eyes. Cenri stares at me.

The old castle was idle. I put it in my carry case today and have been here since the evening, but there was nothing particularly unusual about the atmosphere.

It's just that a few tourist-like people were here. [Descend] But it sounds like they're pushing this castle as a tourist destination, and there aren't strong demons around, so that's what happens.

And apparently 'off' today.

As usual, go to the basement and wait for the undead raid.

"The guy who gave us the job, he got suspicious. I didn't think you were that smart."

"Well, actually, Mr. Lazar, they're not strong enough."

"Ku... that's shapeless compared to a vampire hunt"

Unlike the undead, humans cannot kill creatures and demons to collect the energy of death.

But in my experience - the strong wrap around the aura of the strong. Everyone I've ever dealt with was a thousand warriors.

A pure human being who had not watered down his power with blessings and curses in it was about 'Kainushi', but the man also had an atmosphere he was not good at.

That's what Mr. Lazar and the others don't feel. I don't know what the difference that exists between them is - but I'm sure there's a big wall.

Albatos resented the undead enough to be a black dog, but Kainushi's resentment was no worse than that, I'm sure.

I got blood, so I was getting more strength. And tonight is a full moon. My power is growing like never before.

So I guess it wasn't Cenri who first noticed that, it was me.

I'm sure that's not due to the five senses. There's probably some kind of connection between me and my people.

Have you noticed, I declare in advance to the centipede that opens my eyes.

"I'll do it today."

It's a sign of an intense compatriot. Its intensity also goes beyond the other day's Skeleton Giant, the Giant Bone Man. I could understand that they were serious today even though I hadn't shown up yet. Apparently, the enemy cut the numbness before we moved.

Maybe the surgeon will come out. If we could tie him up, we could even listen.

The centipede says blur as if it were to water me.

"Good luck, I won't reward you"

…………

It works for free, but the price is already too high. It's not just vampire instinct to suck blood.

Lazar and the others are stiff. When I regained my temper, I clasped my shoulders and rushed up.