Translator: Ama
Editor: reizora
After the tragedy, the servants immediately got ready to clean up the mansion.
Some maids who were injured as a result of being involved in the Beast’s battle couldn’t move immediately, but with their resilience, they eventually recovered quickly and started working again.
According to Yuria, they were actually dead person who were then given vampire blood by his grandfather. Hence, it seemed that their existence was close to immortality despite being weak to sunlight and silver.
“Well, just as I thought.”
I wiped the bloodstain in the secret room and then wiped the sweat that covered my forehead. Later, I learned that most of the blood in here belongs to Yuria.
“I almost got killed for the first time.”
Yuria, who was still resting on his bed, said that while shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that he hadn’t fully recovered and was still regenerating.
***
The next evening. I stopped by the kitchen and then visited Yuria’s room.
“Yuria. I brought you milk porridge.”
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Teglj, ktb kjr ralii bc tlr yfv, lwwfvljafis mbnfgfv tlr ojmf klat tlr yijcxfa ktfc tf rjk wf.
“Ktjcx sbe nfgs wemt. Po sbe qea la lc atfgf, P’ii fja la ys wsrfio.”
P tfjgv tlr weooifv nblmf. Qfii, la vbfrc’a wfjc P’ii yf bxjs atbeut, fnfc lo P vbc’a rff tlr ojmf. P rja bc atf mtjlg cfjg atf yfv klat j kgs rwlif.
“Shut up. Get the blanket off your face and get up quickly.”
“But….”
“Qu-ick-ly.”
Yuria popped out from under his blanket with hesitation. When he got up, I scooped up the porridge with a spoon and brought it to his mouth.
“Here. Open your mouth.”
“….Let’s dig in.”
It was a quiet evening. The setting sun shone through the window.
It was Yuria who opened the curtains. After all, the people in the mansion couldn’t come to a place filled with sunlight.
“What do you think? Is it delicious?”
“Yes. Very delicious.”
Yuria sipped the porridge from the spoon like a puppy.
“….I was just thinking. Did your food follow your mother? Or your father?”
“I don’t understand?”
“For example, vampire food is blood. I just wonder if we can consider this milk porridge as food.”
“Hehe, vampires don’t suck blood.”
“Eh? They don’t suck?”
“A behavior that is considered as an act of sucking blood is actually a way to pouring the ingredients in saliva to another party. Then, the other party――the dead person――can get the same immortality like a vampire. It’s not a food, it’s an act of making a ‘servant’.”
“I see.”
“But why are you suddenly asking that?”
“I’m just afraid this porridge isn’t enough for you. If the blood is more nourishing, you can suck my blood. After all, I am your caretaker. But if you really don’t need it, that’s also good.”
Yuria had a strange expression on his face.
“I can suck you?”
“….Does that mean you want me to be the dead person?”
“Eh, no. That’s not what I mean. It’s about nourishing things… Well, no. It’s nothing.”
“What is that? If you have something to say, just say it.”
I immediately took the spoon away from Yuria when he was about to sip the porridge.
“Come on, tell me.”
Then I feed the porridge into my mouth.
“Ah! You’re so mean.”
“It’s your fault to stop when you’re about to say something.”
Yuria frowned with a worried expression. I then placed the plate on my lap on the table.
“Hey?”
Spill the beans, Yuria! We all want to know!
Thanks for the chapter!
“suck me”…….. God help my dirty mind😅😅
May He help us both! XD
Yooooo is its saliva and he’s eating from the same spoon… is that how it works?
He did health fast when the werewolf attacked him 🤔
Thanks for the chapter ❤
The “suck me” and the indirect kiss in this chapter are too much for my heart >\\<
Thank you for the chapter!