I was sold to a dangerous place in order to repay my parents’ debt, and I ended up being bought by a vampire young lady. I became the feed for the beautiful maid.

Please spoil me, Isaya-kun

As we left the kitchen to proceed with the bloodsucking, we navigated around the ongoing tea party in the courtyard. 

Our destination was one of the vacant rooms available.

Although no one was using the room at the moment, it was prepared and cleaned to accommodate potential guests if needed.

And, as per Ojou-sama’s permission, it was also allowed to be used for blood-sucking and other similar activities, with the understanding that it would be cleaned up afterward.

Therefore, there shouldn’t be any issues with coming here. 

So, what’s the cause of my concern?…

“Hey, Hizuki-san. Aren’t we a bit close?” 

“Well, we can’t perform the bloodsucking if we’re not close, can we?”

“Well, that’s true, but…”

I didn’t really say anything wrong, but what’s bothering me is the current situation. 

Normally, we face each other, and she grabs my wrist to perform the blood-sucking. But now, in contrast, we’re both sitting on the bed side by side.

As soon as we entered the room, she asked me to sit on the bed, and she simply sat down next to me as if it were the most natural thing to do.

And now, my right shoulder is almost touching hers, making me extremely conscious of it.

While I did feel that the revelation of her past had brought us closer in some way, being this close was making me, as an adolescent boy,  extremely uncomfortable.

Especially considering she was the elusive beauty, Hizuki-san.

Contrary to my tense posture, she seemed quite relaxed. She spoke up without any signs of caution.

“Alright, Tsujizono-san. Let’s begin the bloodsucking. Please take off your shirt and expose your right shoulder.”

“H-hold on—huh?”

Did she just say what I think she did?

Expose my shoulder?

Not my wrist?

Amidst my bewildered state due to the unexpected request, Hizuki-san wears a slightly dissatisfied expression.

“What are you spacing out for? Or do you have some kind of weird fetish where you want to be undressed by a woman?”

“I don’t have any such weird fetishes!”

Responding quickly, I deny the misunderstanding that’s been imposed on me.

While I’ve heard of people wanting to undress or be undressed by someone in certain situations, the idea of wanting to be undressed by someone is just… bizarre.

 It sounds like something a baby would want. If such people actually exist, I definitely want nothing to do with them.

“No, it’s not like that. When you said to expose your right shoulder, I meant, are you planning to drink from my neck?”

“If you understand, then hurry up and do it.”

“Well, I don’t really get it yet. Drinking from the neck sounds like something quite sensitive for a vampire girl, right?”

“Yes, it is… but anyway, for now, I’m in the mood to perform blood-sucking from the neck! Can you please stop making such insensitive comments?”

“Alright, alright…”

While feeling skeptical about the idea of changing the spot for blood-sucking based on one’s mood, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. 

Even though I was only exposing my right shoulder, it was still embarrassing and nerve-wracking to undress in front of a girl. 

To be honest, I was getting more and more convinced that Hizuki-san might be the perverted one here.

Concealing my inner turmoil, I let my collar down and bared my right shoulder.

“See, is this okay?”

“Yes. Well then, if you’ll excuse me.”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait!!”

As soon as everything was ready, Hizuki-san straddled me in a way that was aligned with my posture. 

Through the fabric of my pants, I can feel the soft sensation of her thigh against me, her distinctly feminine fragrance tickling my nose, her immaculate features gazing down at me due to the posture, causing my entire consciousness to focus solely on her.

Every fiber of my being was directed toward her, and I couldn’t hide my agitation at this unprecedented closeness.

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on!!

Isn’t this posture a bit too suggestive?

 We’re on a bed, and everything about this is starting to look like the beginning of something else, isn’t it!?

My heartbeat raced rapidly, almost as if it was clamoring to be heard above all else. My entire body was heating up to the point where I felt like I was about to get a fever.

Seeing my expression, Hizuki-san’s cheeks turn red, and she gives me a stern look, her blush now even more intense than the color of her eyes.

“D-Don’t misunderstand. This position is just the most convenient for drinking from the neck.”

“R-Right. Uh, please be gentle…”

Her justification, which didn’t explicitly demand a response, was enough for me to nod in agreement.

 It was a relief to know that I wasn’t the only one feeling embarrassed in this situation, but that realization also contributed to making my heart race even faster.

Though I wanted to regain my composure, being in such close proximity made it impossible not to be aware of her.

“Excuse me.”

“!”

Before I could gather my thoughts, Hizuki-san leaned in toward my neck, without wasting any time. As her fangs pierced my skin, the turbulence I had been feeling a moment ago was quickly replaced by a sharp pain. 

The pain was different from when she bit my wrist, and it caused me to involuntarily grimace.

It hurt, but I clenched my teeth to suppress any cries of pain, just like before.

I didn’t want to hurt Hizuki-san any further, especially since blood-sucking seemed to be particularly difficult for her. For her sake, I endured it silently, accepting the pain as best I could.

However, since we were still in such a close embrace, my slight movement didn’t go unnoticed by her. She must have realized that I was uncomfortable. Even though she hadn’t started sucking blood yet, she was clearly concerned about me.

I wanted to reassure her that I was okay, but I was afraid that even a small sound would make me lose control.

In the midst of the annoying, jamming-like pain, I hesitated before finally placing my hand on Hizuki-san’s back and gently patting her.

“Nh… ngh…”

Her reaction was immediate, a mixture of surprise and pleasure. It seemed she understood that I was reassuring her and trying to tell her that I was fine.

Even though the biting hadn’t begun, her lips were pressed against my neck, and I could feel the warmth of her breath. 

The sensation was both intimate and surreal. 

The slight pain persisted, but the touch of her lips on my skin created a delicate balance between discomfort and something almost euphoric.

Her presence was comforting, despite the unconventional circumstances.

 It was as if a sense of tranquility was flowing from her to me, calming my racing heart and soothing my nerves.

Perhaps it was the result of the bond that had developed between us, or maybe it was just her innate kindness that allowed her to connect with me in such a unique way. 

As I focused on that connection, the pain became more manageable, and a subtle sense of contentment began to replace my initial unease.

For a brief moment, all that existed in the world were the two of us, entwined in this strange and vulnerable moment. 

The pain, the closeness, and the deep connection—it all felt like an inexplicable, delicate dance of emotions and sensations.

It was an experience unlike any other, one that left me both physically and emotionally aware of Hizuki-san in ways I couldn’t have imagined before.

As Hizuki-san sucked blood from my neck, her throat made a soft sound.

The sensation of her fangs piercing my skin was accompanied by a mix of coldness from my extremities and warmth where she was biting.

It was the familiar feeling of being sucked on that I had experienced before.

The gradual pace at which she was drawing blood was a result of her efforts to resist her powerful blood-sucking impulse, a trait unique to half-vampires. 

If she didn’t consciously restrain herself, she could end up draining her target completely.

 This realization made me understand that I had been in danger many times before, and the fact that she was able to control herself was a testament to her strength.

She really is a kind person.

In retrospect, her distrust of humans wasn’t only about protecting herself. It might have been a way to prevent herself from hurting someone else.

Despite having just stroked her hair a moment ago, I found myself feeling a sense of endearment once again. Was that why I lightly touched the back of Hizuki-san’s head with my other hand? It was an attempt to provide her comfort and to alleviate any pain she might be feeling.

“Unnh… Mm, ngh…”

It seemed she was surprised by the sudden touch, but she quickly released a sweet exhale. 

Her lack of resistance signaled that she didn’t mind my gesture.

 In response to her unspoken permission, I continued to gently stroke her silky silver hair as if I were combing it.

It struck me as a waste that people in this world might not fully appreciate these aspects. 

How could anyone find such beautiful, touchable hair frightening? What else could you feel other than regret in such a situation?

The same could be said for her crimson eyes. They were so dazzling that it almost felt like a waste to be afraid of them.

 The same can be said for our bodies, which are pressed against each other without any gaps. 

Fragile and delicate to the point where they seem like they might break if held too tightly, yet despite me being straddled like this, she feels light.

Through all these sensations… Hizuki-san is just a girl who happens to be able to drink blood.

I’m not even a commoner; I’m a poor man, practically a slave now. I never thought I could do anything grand. But if it were possible, I’d want to protect her from anyone who tries to harm her.

“Unh, puhh…”

“Ah! Hizuki-san, are you okay?”

Lost in my thoughts, I was brought back to reality as it seemed that Hizuki-san had finished sucking blood.

The pain from her retracting fangs made me wince, and my consciousness, which had drifted, snapped back.

She moves slightly away from me, and when I look at her, her previously sharp crimson eyes seem to have softened. 

Her sigh escapes her lips in a somewhat provocative manner.

For a brief moment, I’m captivated by this new expression. Then, Hizuki-san breaks into a gentle, almost dreamy smile.

“Yes… It was really delicious…”

“I-I see…”

Her usually composed voice had disappeared, replaced by a sweet, whispered tone that made my heart race.

Unperturbed by my own flustered state, Hizuki-san used her index finger to lightly trace my collarbone.

“Tsujizono-san… No, Isaya-kun, your body seems to have gained some weight since you arrived at the mansion, hasn’t it?”

“Huh? Really?”

“Yes. At first, you were rather thin, but today, your blood had such a rich flavor, and it made my head feel light. It’s evidence that you’ve been eating well… Especially with Jajimu-san’s delicious cooking.”

“Well, Jajimu’s cooking is really good.”

I hadn’t expected her to critique my blood and comment on my physique, so I responded with agreement, feeling somewhat perplexed due to her changed demeanor.

What’s gotten into Hizuki-san?

Her behavior before the feeding and her current dreamy state, it’s almost like she’s unusually defenseless.

Could it be that she’s just opening up to me? Even so, it feels like she’s letting her guard down too much.

For now, I need to bring her back to her senses by addressing her.

“Hizuki-san, would you like some water?”

“No, thank you~”

“Cute way of saying it, huh. No, not that – something seems off with you.”

“Nothing is off. And, I’d like you to call me Sakura…”

“Huh, S-Sakura?… Huh? O-Oh, alright then. S-Sakura.”

Amidst my confusion, she presses on, requesting me to call her by her name. 

My cheeks feel like they’re going to cramp from the embarrassment, but I manage to utter Sakura’s name.

Perhaps satisfied with my response, Sakura breaks into a carefree grin.

“Hehe. Being called by my name by a boy is a bit embarrassing, you know…”

“Seriously, what’s gotten into you, Sakura? Are you really trying to tease me to death here?”

Where did her tsundere attitude from before the bloodsucking go?

She’s been continuously emitting this adorable aura that’s covering up the sweet sensations that should have been drowned out by the pain.

With my head spinning from the whirlwind of emotions and events, I can’t help but recognize something about her behavior.

 …Could it be, by any chance, that she’s intoxicated by my blood?

I want to believe that’s not possible, but this floppy, drowsy demeanor is unmistakably that of someone under the influence.

 I recognized it from my time as a part-time adventurer in another world. 

Suppressing the urge to bury my head in my hands, I lightly pat Sakura’s cheek and try to reason with her.

“Sakura, if you’re feeling tipsy, you should drink some water and cool down your head. So, could you please come down from there for now?”

“Muu~ That maid said such mean things to me. I want you to comfort me with some ‘there, there,’ Isaya-kun.”

“Guh!!”

With her puppy-dog eyes and puffed-up cheeks, she asks for my comfort, triggering my protective instincts to the extreme.

This is a foul play on a red card level, dammit!!

The overwhelming temperature difference is beyond mere gap moe at this point, pushing me to the brink of knockout.

Understanding that I won’t get anywhere without complying, I draw Sakura closer once again and gently stroke her head.

The shame I’m putting myself through by doing this only intensifies, but if she wants comforting, I’ll pamper her to the fullest.

With that intention in mind, I speak up.

“Good job today, Sakura. You can rest now.”

“─Yeah.”

Her voice is filled with contentment, sounding almost childlike.

We remain in silence for a while as I continue to stroke her, until I suddenly realize something.

“Su… su…”

“She’s asleep…”

As if overcome by sleepiness from the intoxication or perhaps due to the relaxation of her tense emotions, Sakura fell asleep in my arms. 

After observing her for a moment, it seemed she was in a deep slumber, her innocent sleeping face devoid of any worries.

Finally feeling a sense of relief, I gently laid her down on the bed.

However, a pang of sadness washed over me as I reluctantly let go of the warmth of her embrace.

 She was still in her maid uniform, but I couldn’t possibly change her clothes myself. I would have to ask Lilith to help with that later.

After making sure she wouldn’t wake up, I left the room and let out a long sigh, covering my face with my hands. 

The heat radiating from my palms made me aware of how flushed my face had become.

No, Sakura didn’t intend to be so affectionate with me.

 I chastised myself repeatedly, trying to dispel any misconceptions. 

 While I wouldn’t let vanity take over, a different kind of unease began to creep in.

“Will I be able to maintain my composure?”

Lilith’s feeding incidents were one thing, and now this… It felt like I was constantly being pushed to the edge, having to endure situations that could easily escalate.

Just recalling these moments made my heart race uncontrollably. But what’s most troublesome is that despite the potential danger, I don’t feel a single ounce of objection.

And so, amidst this lingering unease and anticipation, the tea party came to an end without any issues…

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