NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 30: From the Neck, the Significance of Bloodsucking
From the Neck, the Significance of Bloodsucking
I, Elinarese Luna Scarlet, had finished my business in the office.
Today marked two days since the tea party, and two letters had arrived.
The first one was an apology from the House of Marquis Feneschis.
The maid who dared to berate Sakura, my sister, has been dismissed and reduced to a state of slavery.
Well, a fitting resolution, I dare say.
Though I could have easily handled it myself, having entrusted her fate to them, there’s little more to add.
Persecution of half-vampires is still deep-rooted, but at present, observing silently rather than attacking proves the most amicable approach.
Well, there was also the fact that she was too scared to make a decision like that, but that’s not something to worry about anymore.
The second letter… My personal centerpiece, a missive from Queen Verzeld containing King Verzeld’s apology.
While the king’s involvement in the incident involving the young lady’s attendant’s insolence toward my sister remains unrelated, it cannot be disregarded.
After my mother learned the details after the tea party, she went and reported directly, and apparently he turned pale and apologized.
The letter also mentions that they’ll be more careful with their selection of attendees for similar events in the future.
With my mother seemingly returning to her duties in the other world I concluded reading while contemplating our next reunion.
Seizing that timing, there was a knock on the door.
“You may enter.”
“Excuse me.”
I granted ingress, and Isaya, the knocker, entered.
Having matters to discuss, I had instructed him to appear once his work reached its conclusion.
I glanced at Isaya, who stood across the desk from me.
When I first acquired his services, he bore a gaunt countenance, his skin lacking luster. Yet now, a month hence, he has shown significant improvement in both physique and complexion.
His work was efficient too; I might as well pat myself on the back for my discernment in selection.
“Miss, what’s it that you wanted to talk about?”
“Well, I have two things, but let’s start with this.”
To answer Isaya’s question, I placed something on the table.
He stared at it with wide eyes.
“A bank account passbook and a cash card?”
“You know, your parents took away all the savings from the account you used until now, right? Since they might do the same if we keep using it, I opened a new one here. I’ll keep depositing your salary into this new account, so don’t waste it, okay?”
“Seriously? This is amazing! No matter how much I earned before, I couldn’t withdraw it. It’s like a dream to have my own account!”
“I didn’t want to see you happy in such a pitiful way…”
Isaya rejoiced like a child receiving a gift from Santa, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
It’s sad to think that the consequences of growing up in a poor environment show up even here.
Well, considering Isaya’s protracted familiarity with deprivation, wastefulness is likely far from his nature.
“I wouldn’t want to say this about anyone’s parents, but I just can’t see Isaya’s parents as decent human beings.”
“They only see people based on whether they’re profitable or not, so you don’t need to worry about that.”
“Parents who only talk about things that make their son doubt their sanity? They’re quite something, aren’t they? I definitely don’t want anything to do with them.”
Although Isaya seems to not take it too seriously due to ongoing exploitation, his upbringing was clearly abusive.
Rather than just making him struggle, his parents exposed him to the dangerous life of an adventurer, and even turned him into a slave to sell him off. Their actions are truly despicable.
If things had been different, Isaya wouldn’t have ended up as a slave… No, there’s no point in dwelling on the past.
I clear my throat, wanting to move on from this topic.
“Mm. So, the second thing… Do you have any idea why Sakura’s acting strange?”
“Ah…”
In response to the question I posed, Isaya’s expression grew awkward.
Yes, the primary reason I summoned Isaya was for this matter.
Since after the tea party, both of them had become oddly restless.
It wasn’t like my sister was putting up a wall, but it seemed more like they were mutually conscious of each other, which was making them both uneasy.
Every time Isaya tried to talk to my sister, she’d flusteredly avoid and run away.
It was so blatant that when my sister kept avoiding him, I asked her if something had happened between her and Isaya…
“‘I-Isaya-kun did nothing wrong. It’s my issue, so please don’t worry…’ “
She blushed and evaded the question, making it clear that something had indeed happened.
They address each other by their first-names, so they should be getting along just as I intended, you’d think.
To dispel my unsatisfied feelings, I decided to question Isaya, one of the parties involved, about this.
Well, judging by this reaction, he probably has some idea.
Despite feeling exasperated, I maintained an outward calm as I continued.
“There’s something, right? I won’t get mad, so spill it. Consider this an order.”
“Is that a setup before getting mad…?”
“Huh? You got a problem with that?”
“No, not at all. I’ll honestly tell you!”
Before saying anything unnecessary, Isaya quickly straightened up.
Good, that’s the way.
I nodded and urged him to continue.
He seemed unsure about how to proceed as his gaze wandered, but he eventually spoke with an expression that said, “How should I put this…”
“Um, well… After I heard about Sakura’s past, there was this situation where she wanted to… um… suck my blood “
“Ah, right around the time the break ended. Go on?”
“Um… Well…”
Isaya stumbled over his words, but soon he seemed to gather his resolve and continued with a forced smile.
“Sakura said she wanted to suck blood from my neck, so I just went along with it.”
……。
……。
“Wait, what?”
Caught off guard by this unexpected revelation, my mind briefly went blank.
My sister…Sakura… had bitten Isaya’s neck and… sucked blood?
After a few moments of mentally replaying the scenario like an echo in my mind, I finally managed to swallow my astonishment and…
“Whaaaaaaaat!?”
I stood up with such force that I nearly toppled the chair, driven by sheer shock.
It’s quite unbecoming of a young lady, but this isn’t the time to be concerned about that.
“Are you seriously telling the truth!? Sister, Sakura actually… she actually sucked blood from your neck!?”
“Y-Yeah. Since my recovery is slower than usual, there’s still a mark. Because of that, I got mistaken for something else while changing during gym class and nearly got lynched… If you can’t believe it, do you want to see it?”
“I don’t want to see it, you idiot! Showing a vampire bite mark is as good as being naked in vampire society!”
“Huuhhhh?! I-I’m so sorry!”
Scolding Isaya for his tactless words, I righted the fallen chair and sat down, sighing heavily while clutching my head.
Seriously, this is beyond the realm of abnormal.
Of all things, biting the neck? What happened after that?
Of course, my sister would dodge the question…
“Um, Miss? You mentioned this before, but is a bite on the neck really that serious?”
“It’s not just ‘serious,’ it’s unbelievably extreme to the point of causing outrage… but…”
“By the way, what does it mean—”
“There’s no way I could tell you, you dummy! And just so you know, you’re forbidden from looking it up or asking about it! Got it!?”
“R-Roger!!”
I’ll set the record straight before delving into any door-dumb comments.
With this dense numskull, there’s a chance he might end up spilling the beans to my sister, and I must make sure to set things straight with some harsh words if necessary.
Ugh, my head hurts. It’s like I can’t fully grasp the reality of this, and I’m getting dizzy.
I wish this were just a dream or some auditory hallucination, but there’s no trace of falsehood in Isaya’s words, so it’s most likely true.
Given the circumstances, my only option is to strike a balance. It’s frustrating, but if it leads to my sister’s happiness, I’ll have to steel myself.
“Sigh… Isaya.”
“Y-Yes.”
I address him, smoothing out the furrow on my forehead. Isaya looks slightly embarrassed as he responds.
“Give Sakura some space for a while. When she’s sorted things out on her end, she’ll probably open up to you. When that time comes, don’t miss the opportunity to talk and be there for her. And if, by any chance, you end up making her sad or upset… You’ll be in a world of trouble, understand?”
“I-I’ll keep that in mind.”
“That’s what I want to hear. Now, you can leave.”
“Excuse me…”
Isaya leaves the room with a strained smile. For now, I suppose it’s crucial to have another conversation with my sister.
But seriously…
“Sure, I wanted them to get along, but I never thought it would go this far…”
Leaning on the desk, I express my complicated feelings, unable to put them into words.
For vampires, the part of the body from which they suck blood holds significant meaning.
It’s a utterly genuine expression of their true feelings directed toward the blood recipient that can’t be disguised with orders or lies.
In essence, understanding this meaning allows one to read a vampire’s emotions.
For instance, biting from the wrist signifies “dislike” or “indifference,” while the upper arm suggests “reliance” or “let’s get along.”
And then, drawing blood from the neck signifies either “I offer myself entirely, body and soul, in exchange for all of you” or “you’re so precious to me that I can’t bear it.”
So, sucking blood from the neck practically equates to my sister confessing her feelings to Isaya.
The intensity of those emotions is overwhelming, driven by an insatiable love that’s unafraid of temptation.
Considering even a simple human neck kiss holds similar significance, when it comes to vampires, the depths of their attachment can’t be adequately put into words.
In fact, the act of sucking blood from the neck might already imply Isaya’s acceptance of my sister’s confession.
He probably has no clue, and my sister is likely avoiding him because she knows. Or maybe she’s just too embarrassed, given how much she likes him.
Adorable.
He mentioned the mark not disappearing, but of course, it won’t. It’s like a mark of claiming, saying, “This person is mine.”
Of course, there’s no way I can reveal its meaning.
It’s not just about my own embarrassment, but also because it’s like revealing my sister’s crush on Isaya to the world.
Yet, even so… I can’t help but feel happy about the fact that my sis, who’s so skeptical of others, has fallen for someone.
If only her first love could come true.
Quietly, within the confines of my mind, without telling anyone, I find myself praying for that in the depths of my heart…
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