"... ugh"
After a while since Xeno-kun and I broke up. In the alley off the boulevard, I was grumbling.
The rice is eaten properly. Fish sashimi by the name of Zerabia was excellent with good teeth and intense flavors. That's how I ate my meal, but my hunger doesn't go away.
Even the water I was served drank properly. Yet I'm terribly thirsty.
... What the body wants is blood?
It's been about a week since I was reborn as a vampire. In the meantime, not a drop of human blood in the mouth would be the cause of this sense of hunger.
Even if the light and water of the day, the weakness of vampires, can be overcome with resistance, it doesn't seem to do anything about all this.
"What's wrong..."
The solution is simple. Just drink the blood.
I know that. I understand. I'm here.
... you're a pervert, aren't you?
I said to people around there, "I'm sorry, could you let me take a little blood?" How impending, that's totally out already.
I can definitely get away with it. If I'm on the told side, I'll call it in.
"I wonder if it was a failure to be a vampire..."
While I was traveling with Zeno-kun, there were signs. The desire, which should be called a blood sucking impulse, appeared on my face from time to time.
In that case, drinking water and eating rice fit in. But right now, there's no sign that it'll fit.
... Are you saying that you are no longer deluded?
Blood sucking impulses were suppressed by diet and water supply, which would mean that she was temporarily unconscious from her blood sucking appetite by satisfying another desire.
The result of that fallacy is my current state of affairs.
"Ku, ugh......!
... I've been trying to calmly analyze it and there's no way the situation is going to change.
Symptoms such as headaches and blurred vision appeared as well as hunger. I also feel cold.
It is similar to a cold with high fever, but there was one feeling that was clearly different from that.
"My fangs... uuch...!
Obviously more pointy octave than usual, my charm point reborn as a vampire.
The whole body is complaining about the cold, but it's the only place that's terribly hot and disgusting. I have a grumpy discomfort, like when I have a scratch.
... hold on, I have to.
There's nothing better than to say you can escape into the alley.
If I stayed in a crowded place like that, I could have caught a nearby person and bit him. That's how fast my thirst came.
I thought I could stand it a little more, but they're close to the limit. Because I'm not going to be the kind of monster that attacks people.
... It's not something that annoys others.
I'm definitely a goof, and I have a big dream of being fed by someone and living a goof, but that's a big premise to say they'll accept me.
I don't want to push weights or bother anyone I don't want.
"I suck my own blood, what a solution..."
I remember all the details of my skills. I know as much as that doesn't solve it.
You don't have to bite and suck anything else. Benefits with some skill level, no need to smoke or drink in large quantities. Just a little. But not with my own blood.
It has to be someone else's blood, never to be filled. That's this bloodsucking urge.
For me, almost overcoming vampire weaknesses such as water and the sun, this would be the only vampire left with a clear weakness.
Of course I can't handle it with healing magic. Because this isn't about sickness, injury, or dirt, it's like breathing for a vampire. Holding your breath is not a recovery.
"Oh, no... it's getting dark in front of me..."
Fortunately, the impulse doesn't make me feel less restrained. I am firmly conscious and trying to stay dark.
If this were to happen, nothing like a runoff would happen. You should stay unconscious and not be a nuisance to anyone.
"Uh... Nem..."
Speaking of which, I haven't had a nap yet......
Though in the back alley, it's no different how I like the sea breeze. The scent that blows through is something I like to be comfortable with somewhere.
Rounded to escape hunger, I decided to sleep.
... Let's sleep and forget about it.
I'm good at sleeping. Enough to call it a stunt.
Slowly let go towards sleeping consciousness. Speaking of which, if your obsession with blood gets too big, you're dead, or something, Lorijij said...
I'm sorry to be reincarnated into dying in the first week of my life or something... By the time I thought about it, my consciousness was beginning to melt, and how could I be so sorry?