She Returned as a Vampire

40 – The choice is yours.

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Walking around the vast mansion alone, I wanted to see how the people around me were working.

I’m not used to the feeling that others do all chores for me, so at first I tried hard to stop them saying that I would do it myself.

“Pietro, we are people who make this our business. We are fulfilling our usefulness, so please don’t be shy and leave it to us.”

However, it seemed that I would not be able to do something myself after breaking my stubborn stubbornness, so I had to turn around in the end.

A dusky flame emitted by a lantern.

I guess it’s because I’m in the mood that something is a little more red than the orange I’ve seen.

Beyond the window with the curtains wide open, the red moon was still full, with the world under its gaze.

And I guess I am also under it.

No, even if only I was down there, to her…

“Haa…”

Since I keep not working, I have strange thoughts.

In other words, it seems like we have no choice but to accept her like that-

It felt like something other than my will was covering me little by little.

My wish, my wish, my dream.

It feels like something is soothing rather than holding on to them for some time and shaking them.

If you’re going to achieve it, go with her.

If you’re going to dream of her, be with her.

And always with her.

“You must have the courage to say for sure that it is not – “

If you listen to her red eyes and voice, you will eventually agree.

When caught by her body and caressed, her face turns red and she thinks it can’t be helped.

I wondered if the reason why he hugged me so roughly was because he loved me after all.

He must have lived with her for more than three years. How come her mind is so complicated like a child falling in love for the first time?

Will the day come when you will find the answer?

Do I have the time to find the answer?

…I slowly descended the stairs one by one, and the place where my feet landed was the entrance.

Oddly, feeling strange at the absence of people, I opened the door that was slightly open, and I could see maids busily carrying their luggage.

I couldn’t even see their faces through the deeply pressed hood. Did they write something under the hood too?

“Oh, Mr. Pietro.”

As I slowly moved my steps and opened the door wide, they finally noticed my existence and bowed their heads to me.

They put down all the luggage they were carrying, or bowed their heads uncomfortably while holding them in their arms, they were excessively polite to me.

The feeling of being treated even though nothing was done was very uncomfortable, so just at that moment when I felt uncomfortable with the tickling sensation.

These days, among the parts of my body, the busiest eyes have reached the luggage they carried one by one.

“Where are you going?”

However, aren’t they not willing to give me an answer, just shaking their heads at each other and hesitating?

That time when I felt strange about that behavior, and I didn’t know what to do either, just moving my eyes here and there in a rigid atmosphere, waiting for an answer.

It was Mr. Stone who appeared behind me and greeted me.

“I would have done it even if you hadn’t greeted me like this, but I’m sorry I’m late. I was on my way after receiving orders from the owner – Come in quickly. Everyone.”

Opening the other door as well, he wiped her eyes off and began tidying up the front door, accepting each of them as they entered.

Seeing me standing there, not knowing what to do, he gave an awkward smile and answered the question I asked them instead.

“This is the way to get the goods. On days like this when the blood moon appears, you can’t even get the goods from the capital directly –

Sometimes, after paying a high price to other human beings to buy them instead, they trade in the form of exchanging money for goods at a set time and place.”

“Have you been doing this for a long time?”

“Yes. Probably with this trader – about 60 years? Since he is a trustworthy person, we are maintaining a good relationship.”

So, maybe the previous ‘unreliable’ traders had bad results.

Does the fact that they cannot mix with humans make them this way?

Or is it because they are originally like this that they can only choose extreme methods?

“Ah, Mr. Pietro. Mr. Heartfield asked me to convey the message that we would have dinner together.”

“Anyway, it’s dinner with her every day, but she doesn’t even have to say this…”

Are you trying to play the owner of the mansion? How can I say it’s her?

To send someone like this and ask them to join us for dinner instead.

Well, since the mansion is so large, it would be a chore to come instead –

“It’s not that hard, Niel.”

Ahhhhh, comfort started to surround me from behind.

When her lips, cold enough to make her body shrink, touch my neck, and her long fingers begin to slowly put pleasant pressure on my chest and stomach.

When her presence, so heavy that I can tell without looking at it, softly supports me, then I can move her hand and grab her wrapped around me.

“Helena?!”

“I know what you think of me, but I want you to believe that I’ve changed.”

Her wet lips, which were a little warmer than before, bit my neck once, then let go.

Yes, this is the sense.

Something in her inside her body is welcoming her wildly.

She is welcoming her with all her might, just like her dog when she sees her master return.

“Where… Have you been?”

“Now that I’m the owner of the mansion with you, I should be a little more responsible. I’ve been organizing my business. And… Preparing for the time I’m going to spend with you.”

Is it so much fun to harass me with that tight voice against my ear?

If you touch sensitive areas with your fingers like that, it’s –

“I will make sure that I can be the answer to the reason for living so that you will not regret accepting me.

As of today.”

Hook, and the presence that pressed me to the tip of her head was gone in an instant.

She must have been the one who controlled both the mind and the sight, but where is she now-

“So let’s go. To my room. It’s going to be a nice evening…”

Standing in front of me before I knew it, why can’t I miss her with these two eyes as she grabs me with both hands and leads me.

Like the red moon floating in the sky, like a beautiful scenery that will never be forgotten…

***

“Come on, sit back. And this is – fruit juice in the mansion.”

I was just looking at her face beyond the way her drink was gently poured into her glass.

Yes, as if possessed by something about her, only to her continuously…

Her only, her…

“I think it’s amazing to be able to have dinner together like this leisurely. Not too long ago, I couldn’t help but watch you suffer as you gave me blood.”

“…It was. Sure, it was.”

I vividly recall the image of her crying and blowing and clinging to me, and trying to nurse me while searching for books for me, who couldn’t even control her body properly due to anemia.

The times when I lied and said I was fine, pushed me, and cursed myself in agony and self-hatred.

I don’t think I’ll ever have a home in my life,

Putting this perfect glass in front of me, emphasizing the beautiful curves of the glass, she raised another glass and moved closer to me.

“This… I prepared this to commemorate my night with you. I want some of your blood.

I won’t hurt you. Draft. Would it be all right if I asked for a lamb to moisten my mouth and keep me warm?”

Click.

A dagger with an impressive red jewel embedded in her handle was placed in front of me, and she gently knelt down.

She calmly puts me in her sight and focuses all her attention on me.

All of her time and effort for no one else but for me.

I couldn’t help but listen to her earnestness when she approached me so neatly to get my permission, not to use it for herself.

So, after calmly picking up her dagger and gently running the blade against her fingernail-

“No need to rush. Slow down.

Would you like to relax and enjoy your time with me tonight without worrying about anything?”

Gently, skillfully.

She took the thing I was holding onto her back before I knew it and put her mouth on my wrist.

“Whoa, what a pulse that beats so intensely. I think it’s very strange that I can be so delighted with your vitality.”

Is it necessary to exaggerate that much? At the moment I was about to say that –

Her tongue began to gloss over my parched skin in the dry winter air.

“Isn’t that… Too focused?”

Like polishing your shoes to meet an important person,

Like sharpening a sword for tomorrow’s adventure.

The skin started to tingle from the blunted sensation, and then she drew a single red line with her dagger lightly.

Like the alcohol she poured, my blood slowly started to go down the wall of the glass and thickly filled the empty space.

“Doesn’t it hurt? Is your head okay?”

“It’s much less than when you drank ravenously, so what… Yeah. I’m fine.”

Besides, she didn’t put any bodily fluids into her body, so she definitely felt comfortable.

Should I make requests like this more often in the future?

Knock knock knock.

When I heard a knock at the door, I turned my head and heard the sound of something opening and closing from a partition on the wall.

That… I didn’t notice when I first stepped into her room.

Being curious about the appearance of something unfamiliar, she stood up and showed me how to use it.

“It’s troublesome when our time is interrupted by servants outside. I heard that the previous owner used it very much.

And this… Voila. It’s for you.”

I opened the lid that covered the plate and showed me the well-sliced beef tenderloin.

The decorations around it were salt, brown sauce, and pieces of dried fruit in one corner.

Fresh vegetables were also placed in abundance, making for a hearty meal.

“It’s luxurious, and it’s incredibly…”

“You have to prepare what you eat with great care. Thinking back on the days you did for me, you still haven’t learned how to cook…

But you will learn soon. Maybe while you’re resting, you’ll be doing that?

I think it would be nice if you could teach me.

And… Now. Can you give me your wrist?”

Looking at my blood, which was half full of my glass before I knew it, I instantly felt a sense of horror.

How can you bleed that much? How could such an amount come out of my body?

And… I’m sure if it was in the past, the burden on my body would have been enough.

I watched as she wiped off my blood, feeling strange at the state of my body, which was still intact.

When her blood and saliva mixed together, a faint reddish thread connected me and her, and I no longer shed her blood.

“Then, uhm… Ok. It wouldn’t be polite to ask for this meal together without talking in the first place.”

After closing her eyes for a moment and taking one deep breath, she took something out of her arms with it and gently set it down beside her.

“This is…”

It was yellow in color and caught my eye in a small glass bottle.

And I knew all too well what this was.

When she always sucked her blood out of me, she put it in my body,

No, no.

It’s much darker and more powerful than that…

“Why… Why… Me?”

My heart started beating.

The lid must have been closed, but my body clearly remembered those moments.

And then I slowly started to get caught up in the tension.

Because I know for what purpose I brought this out.

Because you can predict what words will come out of her mouth in the future.

…If there is a bit of expectation mixed in at the end, is that strange…?

“Everything prepared today is made up of things so that you can spend the night with me and not get hurt.

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A moderate amount of alcohol that will lightly excite you.

Cow meat to fill your spirits.

Salt and sauce that will allow you to eat all this lamb without biting it, and to accompany it – fresh vegetables, which are not common in winter.

And lastly… These refreshing fruits will wash all the grease out of your mouth.

But I want you to add a drop of this to the dessert wine you drink to wet your mouth one last time.”

“Then…If you drink it, what will happen?”

I already know. It’s been a long time since my senses told me.

That there is no going back.

The moment I put it in my mouth, the picture I wanted, that I could never go back to in the future…

“I don’t think there’s anything I can say for sure.

Especially compared to your lofty dreams, everything I want to do won’t even reach my toes.

I stained all the pictures you were drawing with my paint,

I’ll be soaked with all my desires, and I won’t even know what the original painting was anymore. For sure.

But if there’s one thing I can promise you for sure… You’ll be happy.

No, I will definitely do that. I put my all in it.”

Her red eyes formed in my eyes.

The esophagus, exposed over the skin around her neck, moved wildly once.

And…Without taking my eyes off her, I dipped a piece of her meat into her sauce and put it into her mouth.

As for the taste… I don’t know. I just felt that this was warm, moderately filling food.

It wasn’t that there was no taste.

Just,

Because I filled my head with the joy of her to the point that she trembled at the fact that I chose her,

This plate was too bland to inspire me.