The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"Kusu...... no"

"What... ahhh!?

Sudden movement. I was distracted by the blood, and I couldn't react to the motion.

On his mouth, Mr. Iris' wrist is pressed. The moment I break my lips and feel the taste of the blood that came in, I drink saliva and blood overflowing as a reaction.

With that said, I haven't had blood in a while. Their intentions are mysterious, but if you let me drink them, okay? Think about that - my body got hot all at once.

"Phew......!?

"Yes, drink and drink more"

"Hey, hey you, what are you doing to Mr. Alger!?

"Fine, fine."

"Fine, you look like you're in pain!? No matter how much Mr. Alger is a vampire, you can't do that!

"It's okay, 'cause it just makes me a little puffy"

I understand the words you hear. The flow is that Kuzha protested and Mr. Iris denied it.

But I can't afford to look out for you and think about what Mr. Iris meant by his words or just tell Kuzha she's okay.

My lips are already pushed open and my blood breaks into me without difficulty. Hot liquid falls like stroking his tongue and throat.

And I don't reject it myself. Accept blood in natural motion and rather suck it into the wound. Drop what is applied into the back of your throat.

Not like Mr. Fernote or Mr. Chrome. Mr. Iris' blood is so hot that I wonder if it would burn him.

Actually, that's not true. But it's hot. It's hot, it's kind of sticky, it burns in my mouth, my throat, even my stomach.

"Mmm, you're gonna stain it right down to the back of your stomach...?

I snorted at the words I could hear in my ear. Even if they don't tell me, I've already done so naturally.

It swallows the blood with a fever that burns every thought. As annoying as even the maid clothes she is wearing, her body gets heated from her core.

The illusion that the blood you swallow strokes your whole body from the inside out. The cucumber, and the back of the stomach are squeezed, pain and itching that can be removed.

I want more, more. Instead of thinking, I obeyed my feelings as mere desire.

I'm totally obsessed with my first blood of my kind for a long time and keep drinking their blood.

Even though Kuzha was watching me, I made a bad noise and I sipped blood.

"Chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!

"Aha, good boy."

"Mm-hmm, come on..."

Sleek, soft things stroke my hair. My body got hotter and hotter, but that's how I was stroked, wondering and at ease.

I can finally relax my mind and I can't breathe. I was so obsessed with breathing blood that I forgot to breathe.

"Pfft."

Pull the red twisted thread and release the lip from the target's skin.

The air taken in by Hiuhi is cold, stroking roughly inside the lit body. The feeling made me hot in the back of my stomach again. I don't know, this feeling. I don't hate it, but it kind of stings.

"Just be a little more patient, okay?

"Huh, uh...?

"Blood Boost"

"Ugh!?

Words spun with a mean grin. The moment it broke into my ear, the back of my body boiled.

The heat feels similar to paralysis and itching and runs around stirring nerves all over my body.

The reason I regained with my breath was burned in an instant, and it tinkled right in front of me. Instead, he lost his strength even to his hips and went to the ground.

"Fumiuuuuuuu......!?

Even the feeling of the pebble-filled, rough ground touching my buttocks over my skirt thrust through my whole body, and a terribly tall voice sounded like it wasn't my own from behind my throat.

... What is this...?

The whole body even reacts to blood circling. I feel like my clothes are just rubbing and I'm being stroked all over my body, and I shudder, fumble.

I can't even speak up and ask what they did. I'm afraid it's going to involve a paralysis that makes me unconscious to even move my throat. What happened to me...?

"Mr. Alger!

Kuzha rushes over and hugs me.

Touching me like that makes my body hot again, but Kuzha hasn't noticed it, and I don't have the strength to sue her.

It just seemed like a weird voice was leaking and I felt so ashamed of that. I'm desperate to come up from the back of my stomach.

Kuzha stared at Mr. Iris as he embraced me trying to calm down by taking in the cold night air over and over again.

"Don't bully Mr. Alger!

"Bully...... oh well, does that look like it too. It's okay, 'cause I'm not bullying you."

"Iris, you're too short on explanations."

"Yeah. Should Satsuki wipe his nosebleed first, stop using record magic, and then say that?

"What are you talking about?!? Satsuki didn't do anything wrong! This is a growth record!

"I adore you enough.... well, me too, messing with cute kids... it's good to be cute though"

"Ha, ha..."

"Mm, Algiers, painful? Be a little more patient. Because then the boost will work."

I don't know the meaning of the word I was told.

Even the three of us can't afford to turn our minds, although we can hear them, in the first place. All I can barely tell is that Kuzha intimidated and Mr. Iris embellished it.

I pump air into my body over and over again and exhale roughly. Many times we exchange cold air and hot air to calm the body and mind.

Sometimes Kuzha's tail comes stroking her body, and each time she's about to raise her voice. I guess I'm just trying to protect her because I'm worried. There should be no offense, so I decided to endure without saying anything.

"Ha, ha, ha... ha fu"

"Are you calming down?

"Yes, I managed..."

By the time I finally got the word out, Mr. Iris had a voice.

I still have a fever all over my body, and the floating sweat just makes me want to shake my skin off, but I'm calm enough to manage to establish a conversation.

My stomach, especially my stomach and lower abdomen, is hot and I still have the feeling of stroking it from the inside out, but not enough to stand up. I can't really think about it with my head blurry, but I know there's something I need to do.

"Yeah, yeah. Pretty eyes. Seems like he's got enough control to keep himself in the bloodboost."

"Brad, Boost......?

"The ability to pull up the power of what you gave blood... you don't care about that, do you? Look, there's something in front of you to break."

Mr. Iris takes my hand and turns to it in support. [M]

There's still blood coming from her reverse wrist, causing a number of red things to blossom in her white japanese clothes, but Mr. Iris doesn't even care.

The opposite is true of Mr. Satsuki's forceful pull. I didn't resist the kind, guiding pull of teaching.

The feeling of the puffy, warm things swimming in the back of your stomach spreads throughout your body. Even though my consciousness is thin, I feel that only magic is clearly worked out.

My mouth opens almost naturally. Fluffy words came to mind, like when I was rocking in my dreams.

"The flow, based on"

Even a thin consciousness clearly understands, the mainstream of magic. Much more powerful than the healing magic I've ever dealt with, there was no longer a wind of violent healing and signs.

Not just to erase the curse, even the surrounding grasshoppers bloom. The mountains colour, as they were forced to inject vitality rather than recover.

A corner of the mountain with colorful flowers that would have obviously ignored the season. The moonlight danced, creating a brilliant sight.

The hot spring blows out like a waterfall upside down, eventually caught by gravity. Mr. Satsuki flushed the pouring water by opening a large Japanese umbrella.

"I was wondering if this would happen, an oversized umbrella that was good to have ~"

"Oh, you know, Mr. Satsuki. So how are you getting it out of the valley of your chest...?

"No, this is just action. In fact, it comes and goes with a storage skill called Blood Box."

"Is it confusing!?

"Let's just go away for once. Look, Algiers. I'll be there."

"Ah, yes..."

Because I used magic, or the heat that was in the back of my body is gone. He only said Blood Boost, but does that mean the effect is over? It wasn't on the initial skill sheet that Lorizii put out, but I wonder what abilities it is.

Still, there's a shallow, paralyzing feeling all over my body.

We all move to get off the spot so we don't get caught up in the eruption of the hot springs. I was still stuck on my feet and was supported by Kuzha. [M]

"... thank you, Mr. Alger"

Thank you in a small voice, Kuzha laughs as the flowers blossom.

This may be the first time I've ever been able to turn a smile like this from her. With that in mind, I left my body with Kuzha. Forget to apologize for letting yourself go.

I close my eyes as I hear the tone overflowing with brisk water sucking into the mountains. I don't know, I'm tired.

I accepted without refusing that my consciousness would disappear. There are people who can support you without walking, so sure.