Chapter 356
Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 356
Chapter Title: A Vacation Split Three Ways (2)
“Split… me?”
His voice trembled with a viscous fear.
Oh-jin, his face pale, turned to look at Isabella, who was beaming at him.
Why was it?
In her eyes, which looked no different than usual, he thought he could see the glint of sharp fangs.
“The vacation is three days long, so we’re just saying we’ll each take one day.”
“Ah.”
Right.
Logically, that’s obviously what she meant.
“What, did you think we were going to chop off your arms and legs and divide them?”
Ha-eun let out a short laugh and shook her head.
Oh-jin followed her lead with a faint smile and looked back at Isabella.
He was about to apologize for the misunderstanding.
“…Oh my?”
Why was this young lady wearing an expression that said, ‘What a great idea that is?’
“Hmm. If we were to divide the arms and legs, which part should I take….”
Please, don’t give it serious thought.
“Ahem! So, does this mean I just need to see you all separately for one day each during the vacation?”
“That’s right, but… now that you put it that way, I’m suddenly getting pissed off.”
Ha-eun scowled fiercely and pinched Oh-jin’s side.
“Who does he think he is, some Casanova, playing with a different woman every day?”
“Ah, ah, ah, ah. That hurts, it hurts, it hurts.”
The feeling of being just one fish swimming in the pond that was Oh-jin made her blood boil for no reason.
[Then how shall we decide the order?]
“Hmm… how about we draw lots to be fair?”
Since they would each be enjoying a day of vacation with Oh-jin, the order didn’t really matter much.
[That sounds good!]
“Then I’ll prepare the lots.”
Without a moment for Oh-jin’s opinion to be heard, the three women put their heads together and began to decide the order.
‘…Weren’t they the ones who told me to rest?’
Watching his lovers draw lots with sparkling eyes, it was clear that whatever this was, it was far from ‘rest.’
Oh-jin let out a hollow laugh as he watched them, then shook his head.
‘Well, I guess I brought this on myself.’
He was the one who hadn’t been satisfied with just Ha-eun and had reached out to other women.
It was his duty to ensure they were all satisfied.
“Okay! So this is how we’re doing it.”
[I understand.]
“Yes, I’m fine with it too.”
It seemed the lot drawing was over.
Oh-jin approached the three women.
“So, what’s the plan?”
“The first day is with Bella, the second day with Vega, and then the last day is with me.”
“Does anyone have a place they want to go?”
Oh-jin asked, looking around at the three of them.
Isabella smiled faintly and gently shook her head.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
[I, too, shall inform you later.]
“Really?”
Where were they planning to go that they were being so secretive?
Oh-jin tilted his head for a moment before dismissing the thought.
‘What does it matter where.’
His role was simply to give them a day they could be satisfied with.
“Well, it’s late today, so let’s start tomorrow morning!”
“Yeah.”
After a pleasant dinner, Oh-jin, dragging his weary body, went to bed early.
* * *
The next morning.
“Umm.”
A tickling sensation on his cheek woke Oh-jin.
“Are you awake?”
The first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was Isabella’s face, perched on the edge of the bed, looking down at him as he slept.
As the fog of sleep slowly cleared from his mind, the events of the previous day came back to him one by one.
Right, the first day of vacation was to be spent with Isabella.
“Yeah. What time is it?”
“It’s 7 AM.”
“Huh? Already?”
For Oh-jin, who usually woke up around 4 AM for his daily morning training without fail, this was quite late.
“I turned off all your alarms so you could sleep in today.”
“Urgh. You did?”
Even so, 7 AM.
He hadn’t planned on training during his vacation anyway, but he couldn't help feeling like he'd lost out on something.
“It’s because you’re so fatigued.”
“I guess so. I slept all that time, but my body still feels a bit stiff.”
“Would you like to sleep a little more?”
“No, I’m fine.”
Oh-jin stretched and turned his head toward Isabella.
Only then did he notice her attire.
Isabella was dressed in a cozy, beige apron.
There was no unconventional exposure, like wearing only underwear or nothing at all beneath the apron, but…
“Mr. Oh-jin?”
“……”
Her attire, like that of a newlywed wife, was enough to make him wonder if he had somehow married her without realizing it.
Gulp.
A dry swallow went down his throat.
Despite the complete lack of explicit exposure, the atmosphere alone began to stir an impure desire from deep within his chest.
“…Darling?”
“Keok.”
As expected of the quick-witted Isabella, she had easily seen through Oh-jin’s mind, which was filled with lustful thoughts.
She elegantly covered her mouth with her hand and burst into a fit of giggles.
“So this is what you like?”
“No, that’s not it…”
“Hehe. I like it too, darling.”
Isabella smiled brightly and leaned her body against Oh-jin.
The heavy weight, impossible to hide even under a loose sweater and the apron on top of it, gently pressed against him.
“L-Let’s get up now.”
He couldn’t understand why his own heart was pounding so hard when he was the one experiencing this cringeworthy situation that would make anyone else’s toes curl.
“Ah, just a moment.”
Isabella stuck out her tongue, licked her lips seductively, and pressed her body even closer, as if climbing onto him.
From her heated gaze, it wasn't hard to tell what she wanted.
“I-I’ll just drink a little.”
Gulp.
Isabella licked her lips and then ran her tongue across Oh-jin’s neck.
Along with the slick sensation of her tongue, a thrilling shiver ran down his spine.
‘I can never get used to this.’
The dizzying pleasure he felt every time she drank his blood was something he could never get accustomed to, even though the number of times she’d done it was already approaching triple digits.
“Haah.”
Isabella mumbled, her sharp fangs embedded in Oh-jin’s neck.
She shivered, her face ecstatic as if she had taken an illegal drug.
“Hah. Really… your blood is the best, Mr. Oh-jin.”
After taking about five sips, Isabella pulled away, covering her flushed cheeks with her hands.
It was a small amount of blood, not even enough to fill a paper cup, but it was enough to make her feel a supreme pleasure and euphoria, as if she had been to heaven and back.
“Is it that good?”
“Fufu. Compared to your blood, Mr. Oh-jin, even the most exquisite cuisine is nothing more than garbage.”
Isabella nodded without hesitation and took out a soft handkerchief to wipe the saliva and blood from his neck.
The wound from her sharp fangs had healed the moment she pulled away.
“And it’s not just the taste… look at this, Mr. Oh-jin.”
Isabella suddenly started taking off her clothes.
“W-Wait!”
Oh-jin let out a cry of alarm as two massive peaks and the lotus flowers blooming at their tips filled his vision.
Even if they had already slept together, wasn’t this a bit too bold?
“Here, right here.”
Grabbing the cheeks of Oh-jin, who was staring intently at the lotus flowers atop the peaks, Isabella pointed to the Stigma engraved on her left breast.
The moment he saw her Stigma, Oh-jin’s expression hardened.
“This is…?”
Ten lines were engraved next to the Leech Constellation Stigma.
And.
He could see an eleventh line, halfway engraved, next to them.
“D-Don’t tell me you’ve reached 11-Star?”
11-Star was a level that fewer than five of all currently existing Awakeners had reached.
Isabella shook her head gently and continued.
“I haven’t reached 11-Star yet.”
“Then…”
“However, if I just keep drinking your blood like this… I think I’ll be able to reach it soon.”
Seeing the half-engraved Stigma, it seemed that, just as she said, the day Isabella reached 11-Star was not far off.
“Ha.”
To think she could reach 11-Star simply by drinking his blood.
A hollow laugh escaped Oh-jin’s lips.
“Then wouldn’t it be better to increase the amount of blood you drink?”
The amount she drank at one time was just under a single paper cup.
And she didn’t even drink it every day, but only once every three to four days.
Whether she increased the frequency or the amount per session, it wasn’t a significant burden for Oh-jin, the one providing the blood.
He shed far more blood during his personal training sessions than Isabella drank in a day.
“Th-That’s…”
Isabella’s voice trailed off as she slowly turned her head away.
Hiding her cheeks, which were red all the way to her earlobes, she spoke in a small, almost crawling voice.
“I could, but… then it would be a bit… difficult.”
“I’m fine with it.”
“N-No. Not for you, Mr. Oh-jin… for me.”
All she had to do was drink his blood, so what could possibly be difficult about that?
“Well… when I drink your blood, the vampiric impulse disappears… but another kind of impulse grows stronger.”
“Another impulse? …Ah.”
Seeing Isabella blush and squirm, he easily realized what kind of ‘impulse’ she was talking about.
‘So she can drink more blood, but to do that, her sexual desires also need to be satisfied?’
Considering the pleasure he felt when she drank his blood, it was understandable that her sexual desires would be stimulated as well.
“Still, if it helps you reach 11-Star faster, I think it would be good to try increasing the amount.”
It wasn’t as if they weren’t lovers, nor was it his first time.
If they could obtain immense power just by sleeping together, wouldn’t it be stranger not to?
“R-Really? Are you sure it’s okay?”
Isabella’s eyes sparkled as she moved closer.
Oh-jin tilted his head, wondering if this was something to react so strongly to, and nodded.
“Y-Yeah.”
“Then please wait a moment.”
Isabella briefly stepped out, took off the apron and sweater she was wearing, and came back in comfortable pajamas.
He was tilting his head, wondering if there was really a need to change clothes, when she spoke.
“I brought clothes that are okay to be torn.”
“…Torn?”
…Why?
“Then, I’ll begin.”
Isabella buried her face in his neck again and began to drink his blood.
He felt the sensation of his blood being drained, accompanied by a thrilling pleasure.
“Haah.”
A heated sigh escaped Isabella’s lips as she drank an amount three times larger than usual.
“…Mr. Oh-jin.”
Isabella’s eyes, which had been a sapphire blue, gradually began to turn red.
Her pupils were dyed a crimson blood-red.
Isabella licked the blood from her lips and lightly flicked her hand.
Ch-rrrrrrrrk!
Blood-red chains formed in the air and wrapped tightly around Oh-jin’s body.
“Wait, why are you suddenly tying me…”
“I’m not tying you up.”
“Huh?”
From any angle, it looked like she was binding his body with chains.
As Oh-jin looked at Isabella with an expression that said, ‘What are you talking about?’, the chains binding him began to spread out gently, as if enveloping his entire body.
The chains seemed to be used more for protection than restraint.
He was now in a state akin to wearing armor made of chains.
Isabella looked down at him with her blood-red eyes and raised the corners of her mouth.
“Because you might… break.”
“…Excuse me?”
Break?
What would break?
“Please hold on tight… Mr. Oh-jin.”
With a smile that carried the thick scent of blood, Isabella pressed her body against his.
And.
“Keok! W-Wait! Stop for a second!”
It didn’t take long for him to understand what she meant by ‘might break.’