43 – Cold (3)

I thought of giving the first food I had completed to Sirius, so my steps were as light as flying. An exhilarating hum came out of his mouth involuntarily.

Although Ruy Thena was by her side to help, she told her the recipe and only stepped forward when it was dangerous, so it was more meaningful than just cutting bread next to Sirius like last time.

In front of the room I returned to, I took a deep breath in front of the nervousness that had accumulated for no reason, and went into the room.

I couldn’t help but laugh as he didn’t move with his face buried in the bed. He put the food he had brought on the bedside table to make him lie upright and went over to his side.

“You should lie down straight. Why are you sleeping like this?”

It was Sirius who jumped up from the top of his body before trying to grab his shoulder to wake him up for a moment since he was lying down ridiculously.

Looking at the empty space with blank eyes, I wondered if I hadn’t woken up yet. Sirius, who was vulnerable to sleep, tried to lay him down, but he came and hugged him, so I didn’t even have time to react.

“What…What? Are you kidding me…?”

When Sirius’ eyes looked like an animal without an answer to my question when he came to his senses belatedly, fear welled up in a corner of his heart and he wanted to get out of his arms.

I struggled to get out of his arms, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t free his arms. Not knowing what Sirius was thinking, he collapsed onto the bed.

Sirius’s never-before-seen gesture of looking at my body lying face down, and the cuts on the bed came up and poked his nose, and his face turned hot.

“Th…Don’t stare at me like that…”

Sirius didn’t even pretend to listen and put his nose in my throat and started sniffing. As the exhaled breath from his nose touched his neck, it tickled him as if he were touching his whole body and twisted his body.

He sweated a little while cooking, but he didn’t care and smelled it, and his heart pounded wildly.

After a while, as if he had smelled enough, he bit his neck.

As a dog or cat bites without force, like a kind of affectionate expression for their owner or family, it tickles more than receiving exhaled breath through the skin.

Sirius was behaving strangely today, but I felt a sharp pain in my neck as I stroked Sirius’s head.

Sirius was biting with his teeth erect like an animal.

“Ah…A…!”

I swung his arms and legs to get him off, but when he didn’t budge, he pushed his shoulders as hard as he could with his hands before he fell.

The pain I felt for the first time in my neck. Startled at the blood dripping from Sirius’ mouth on my shirt, I looked up at his hand where it had been bitten.

You can feel the teeth marks on your fingertips and the blood that flows little by little.

Why did you ask me?

Why are you doing this?

Why…

Why… Are you hurting me…?

Sorrow came over me, and my vision gradually blurred, and tears began to form in my eyes.

“…Lady?”

It was only after he showed tears that his bloody mouth opened. As if to say that he hadn’t done it, his shaking pupils and his hand wiping the blood from his mouth were different from his beastly appearance earlier.

It was his usual appearance.

The eyes of the person who made my miserable appearance shook wildly in bewilderment, the corners of his eyes were wet with misery, and a deep sense of guilt engulfed him.

He got out of bed, brought a potion and a piece of cloth, wiped the blood from his neck with a cloth, and applied the potion to the wound he had sustained.

While applying the potion to my wounds with trembling hands, he opened and closed his mouth several times before finally closing his mouth and swallowing the silence.

“Why did you bite me?”

I’m still in so much pain and crying, why are you so quiet?

“Sorry…”

“You know you don’t want to hear that.”

Why are you still saying you’re sorry? I’m just asking what I want to know.

“…Sorry…”

“…Do you have anything to hide from me?”

His hand stopped for a moment, standing tall. What have you been stabbed to stop?

“…Sorry…”

“Can’t you just say sorry?”

That’s not what it’s supposed to say.

“…Sorry…”

“…You always do that. You make things you’re sorry for and all you can do is say sorry. You say you’re always working hard, and you don’t disappoint me. You just say it with words.”

No, I shouldn’t say that either.

“…Sin…”

“I listen to you well now and I don’t do things my way like I used to. But you’re not like that. In the past, you acted like an adult, but more and more like a child, every day you only think about joking around, telling lies and hiding things, right?”

I couldn’t control my anger that had already exploded and poured it out on him. Every time I said a word, I hit him in the chest. He couldn’t even open his mouth to say he was sorry.

“…”

“This… Liar…”

The person I love, by my side, has hurt me. My heart, which had been pounding earlier, now hurts as if it would break, but I asked him with a feeling of squeezing it.

“…Say something…I’m not a liar, I’m not hiding anything…Why did you bite me…Tell me…”

A tear fell from my eye.

“…Why…Why?”

Tears poured down my eyes.

#

The fist that the young lady hit my chest hurt more than ever.

What the lady asked me was more devastating than ever.

The tears she showed me were more mournful than ever.

If only I had accepted his offer earlier.

If only I had accepted it without being intoxicated by the scent.

I wish he had accepted when the lady wasn’t there.

Couldn’t this have happened?

A wound on her neck, a bloody shirt, and a weeping girl. When the guilt flooded him at the thought that I had made it all up, he lowered his head.

I was afraid that he would attack her again, intoxicated by the sweet blood of the girl that still lingered in his mouth and the scent of the blood that he had wiped off.

How much more blood do you need to drink to calm down? All of your blood? Everyone in the mansion? Or even the people of the manor? Otherwise…

Should I tell the lady about this? Should I explain that this is a blood-drinking monster?

If I explain, how will the young lady accept me? Will you be afraid Or will you hate it?

I was afraid of my true identity, which had fallen into a labyrinth again. Is it okay for me to stay by her side? He raised his head and looked at her face.

The eyes were resentful of me for biting myself, saddened by my change from the past, and angry at me for not being able to answer.

I just said what I had to say to the lady’s eyes mixed with all sorts of emotions.

“I’m sorry…Now…I can’t tell you…”

He looked at me with empty eyes at my answer.

“Ha…hahahaha…”

Then, with her empty laughter, she sighed, and the palm of her right hand slapped her left cheek, turning her head to the right.

“…You stupid idiot…”

He ran out of the room with tears in his eyes resentful of me. I couldn’t even catch the girl who was leaving like that. As you said, I was like an idiot, so I laughed bitterly.

I stroked my left cheek, but it didn’t hurt that much. Because my heart hurt more than my cheek.

How long should I keep the secret that I can’t tell yet? If I had become possessed by one of the characters in the original work, I would have been comfortable both physically and mentally.

I hurt the lady. I was ashamed to see the young lady whose body and mind were tattered from the wounds I had inflicted on her.

You stupid bastard…

I saw the plate on the bedside table. I took a bite after seeing the stew that hadn’t been brought in for a while, but it had cooled down and no steam. When I felt the taste slightly lacking compared to the perfect recipe, I wondered if the lady had made it, and I couldn’t eat it anymore.

On an empty stomach, the stimulating and cold stew, the guilt toward the young lady who had hurt him, and the physiological reluctance to drink her blood made him vomit.

“Eup…”

She covered her mouth and fought back the rising nausea. He wanted to cry I didn’t want to live without knowing anything. Coming out of the dream, he told me to accept it every day. And the result he accepted was this shape.

Would this have been the result if it had been accepted without resistance?

I wondered if he would answer me if I saw him again, so I buried my face in his pillow and asked him to sleep. I was swept away by the whirlwind of emotions and shed a few tears.

#

Contrary to Ruythena’s expectation that Europa would come back with a happy face, Sirius’s room next door closed with a loud noise. I asked if there was

“Are you okay? What happened to you?”

“…”

As she wipes her tears with a handkerchief and undone her nose, which she ate, brings a shirt to change into and changes into it, Luytena examines where the wound is. I tilted my head at the teeth marks of the man who was now almost healed.

‘It’s a trace of someone asking…’

I tried to guess why Europa had such a mark on her neck, but I couldn’t come to the answer I wanted. She asked, hugging Europa, who seemed to have calmed down a bit.

“My lady, what happened…”

“That’s…”

Europe explains what happened for a while. Louis Thena prepared her tea to keep her thirsty, but it was she who never touched her tea with a single sip.

“…I wonder if I treated you too harshly…But I’m angry because you just hide it without any explanation…”

“Hmm…”

The more you listen, the more you fall into the labyrinth. I couldn’t figure out why Sirius bit Europa’s neck. It wasn’t that they had a grudge, they were just two people who spent a lot of time together until the morning.

Swallowing her saliva and organizing her thoughts, she took Europa’s hand and said.

“When you think you’ve calmed down after a while, try talking honestly with the little butler again. Perhaps the butler answered like that because he needed time.”

“But…Not being able to answer on the spot is too much…”

“Each person has circumstances… Even the butler might be crying like a young lady because she can’t talk about it right now.”

I haven’t seen her in a while, but she’s Louis Thena, who can roughly predict how she’ll act. Although she didn’t know why he had bitten her neck, assuming he didn’t do it voluntarily, she wondered what to do, so she touched the back of Europa’s hand.

“Let’s talk about it later in the evening. The butler will want to talk too.”

“…I will…Until then I’ll sleep for a while…”

“I’ll prepare it for you.”

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After getting her nightgown and drawing her curtains and getting ready for bed, Europa giggled and changed her clothes and lay down on her bed.

“Luithena…”

“Yes, lady.”

“Thank you so much…Everything from earlier cooking…”

Europa, who helped her when she was having a hard time, told her what she wanted to do and fell asleep. She smiled as if she was cute, but after a deep sigh, Louis Thena came out and muttered.

“I want to have a relationship like that too.”

A 16-year-old youth walked down her hallway lamenting.

#

As time passed and the sun went down, Europa’s eyes flashed open. Without Louis Thena’s help, she changed her clothes and stood in front of Sirius’s door. She knocked cautiously.

“…”

When there was no response, she cautiously opened the door, but no one could be felt in her room. Tilting her head and frowning, she searched for Sirius in the mood to play her hide-and-seek.

“Leona, have you seen Sirius?”

“Sorry, lady. I didn’t see it. What’s wrong?”

“…I just wanted to talk, but I’m not in the room…”

“If it’s urgent, should I ask other workers?”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll ask anyone I see on the way.”

The first Leona encountered answered Europa’s question while holding her pile of laundry in her hands, two baskets each. She had no results, so she asked other employees, but she said she hadn’t seen anyone.

“…Where did you go…You idiot…”

While grumbling around her mansion, her darling, her ladies’ maid, Louie Thena, rushed over.

“Lady! The butler is at the gym right now!”

“…! Thank you!”

On Christmas morning, she hurried to the gymnasium to finish her short hide-and-seek game with a bright smile like a little child who received a present.

In the meantime, Sirius is moving his body for a while in the gymnasium. The fever had already gone down, and he couldn’t sleep as his thoughts gnawed at him, so he moved his body and tried to force himself to sleep.

However, his exceptionally overflowing stamina showed no limits to the point that one might wonder if he was the one who had been bedridden in the morning.

No matter how much he ran, he never got out of breath, and his muscles didn’t get tired even when he trained them as if they knew no limit.

“…Couldn’t it be that he accepted blood…”

His feelings became complicated as he clenched his fists and felt something different than usual. As he turned his head to clear his thoughts, Europa caught his eye and a plaintive voice sounded from the back of his head as he hurriedly left the gymnasium.

“Don’t run away!”

When her voice stopped moving, I hugged him from behind.

“…Don’t run…I’m sorry…Let’s talk…”

She was the first to apologize, remembering everything from the verbal abuse and accusations she had made to him, to the slap he had made. Despite her appearance, Sirius opened his mouth with a sigh.

“…Sorry…I’ll talk to you later…”

“Then…Let’s do sparring as we always did. We couldn’t do it here…”

From her buried her head on Sirius’s shoulder. Her hair smelling like her even though she just woke up, Sirius hurriedly turned her head to the other side of her and said.

“…Okay…Let it go…”

“…No escape?”

“Where would I go if I ran away?”

The heaviness in his heart was less than before, and he answered with a smile. She landed beside her, pulling out a rugged greatsword from the corner of her gymnasium and settling down in her center.

“…Come.”

Sirius nodded reluctantly at her usual words as she raised her greatsword and shook her wrist.

“…I’ll go.”

He too rushed at her with her usual words, and her loud roar spread throughout her gymnasium.

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