"So 'pervert' doesn't refer to her psyche—it's physical?"
Kurose Akira let out a breath of relief as he read the description of the [Pervert] trait.
Still, the trait's effect left him a bit foggy. It kicked in whenever she absorbed blood, pushing a value from 0 to 100 as the cap.
That said, the boost had to be to combat power, right?
As his mind wandered, the descriptions for the other traits scrolled into view one by one:
[Lustful Love Goddess Blood: Blood from the Goddess of Lust. When activated, grants a strand of divine power from the Lustful Love Goddess, converting magic into divine power.]
[Masochist: 50% damage reduction. Lost life proportionally boosts total combat power, up to 200%! Pain response shifts from agony to calm. (Toward you: shifts to excitement.)]
[Vampire Progenitor: The original vampires, utterly obsessed with your blood. Their stats use a special evaluation standard: your all-stats × (1 + level%). Suppresses other vampires, reducing their total combat power by 80%!]
"?"
Kurose Akira couldn't hide a flash of surprise at the [Vampire Progenitor] effect.
He hadn't expected the progenitors' full stats to be tied directly to his own.
And his stats were linked to Marei Rhein's…
What a tangled mess.
[Partner: The two vampires share all sensory input. Any buffs are ×2!]
[Virgin: They remain eternally pure and untouched. Pain sensitivity +100%, sensitivity +100%, recovery speed +100%, all damage +100%!]
As the full trait breakdowns for the Vampire Progenitor filled Kurose Akira's vision, his expression grew complicated.
Both [Virgin] and [Pervert] were a far cry from what he'd imagined.
How they'd play out in real combat was still anyone's guess.
But something about those two traits gave off a seriously dubious vibe, even if they didn't seem outright broken on paper…
While Kurose Akira mulled it over, the girls had gathered around the coffin, peering curiously at the sleeping Vampire Progenitor inside.
"She looks so tiny—like, smaller than Frilly or Furolot," Alice said, her bright eyes sparkling with excitement.
Marei Rhein draped herself over the coffin's edge, sniffing lightly. "Sniff sniff~ Smells like vampire. Human, did you recruit a vampire?"
Lucia sensed the aura on the sleeping girl linking back to the vampire curse on Kurose Akira, so she asked, "Her presence… it's tied to the curse on you, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
Kurose Akira nodded, explaining to everyone, "She's the source of the curse. I've tamed her now."
"Under your control?"
Lucia's tone was dead serious—she handled guild management for him, after all, and had to ensure no adventurer would ever betray them.
"Don't worry. I've got her locked down."
Kurose Akira assured her. Carmilla's personality might be a wildcard, but as progenitors, they were hopelessly addicted to his blood—even their stats depended on him.
Their combat power was inextricably bound to his.
"Good to know." Lucia gave a small nod, her gaze returning to Carmilla in the coffin.
For some reason, the girl's face felt eerily familiar, like something out of an ancient tome from the Church of Light?
Beatrice tilted her head curiously. "Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
Beayafuro cupped her cheeks, speculating, "Vampires are nocturnal, right? Maybe she'll stir when night fully hits?"
"…"
Everyone buzzed with curiosity over Carmilla's deep slumber, and Kurose Akira was just as puzzled.
Why hadn't she woken? No way she was faking it, right?
Just then, Lucia glanced out the window at the late hour and made to leave.
"Getting late. I'll head out."
"See you tomorrow."
"Mm."
"Guildmaster, we'll get going too~"
"Alright. Good work today, everyone."
"Mr. Kurose, dinner banquet tonight?"
"Nope!"
"What a shame~"
"…"
Lucia and the others filed out of the guild one by one. Lothelrin retreated to her room for meditation.
Marei Rhein flopped onto her bed and started snoring away, while Viora and Alice headed to their own rooms to rest.
In an instant, the guild hall fell silent, leaving Kurose Akira alone.
He sank into the sofa, eyes glued to the world chat. Word was the Stellar Grand Ceremony tomorrow had been scrapped thanks to the Night Witch's dramatic entrance.
Players were also buzzing about him and Marei Rhein—speculating which guild that crimson dragon belonged to, hailing Marei as "Crimson of the End."
The title was pure edgelord cringe, but it fit her vibe to a T.
[You've received a private message!]
"Hm?"
Kurose Akira pulled up the chat interface. It was from Liu Xue.
[Kanai's Bunny: You're still online? Gaokao's in two days—no studying?]
"?"
The message jolted him—Gaokao was the day after tomorrow!
Shock faded to calm in a beat.
He shot back with breezy confidence: "Should be fine. I've got this in the bag."
[Kanai's Bunny: ???]
[Kanai's Bunny: Sis already scouted some great shops near uni town and rented a two-bedroom place.]
Kurose Akira's heart warmed at the news. "Nice! That's awesome—she won't have to cram in dorms, way comfier setup."
[Kanai's Bunny: Yeah, thinking the same. Sucks Zhehai U still charges dorm fees, though—could've saved a few grand a year.]
"Dorm fees mandatory?"
Kurose Akira blinked at the rule. He'd been planning to move out anyway—dorm space was too cramped for all his gear.
[Kanai's Bunny: Yep, freshmen have to register a room—four-person deal. School doesn't check if you actually sleep there, though. Plan's weekdays in dorm, weekends helping sis at the shop.]
"Gotcha."
Kurose Akira rubbed his chin. Guess he'd be shelling out extra thousands a year too?
[Kanai's Bunny: Oh… Sis said if dorm life sucks for you, move in with her.]
"?"
Kurose Akira froze for a second before replying, "How'd your sis know I'm aiming for Zhehai U? You tell her?"
[Kanai's Bunny: Ah? Sis calling me for dinner—gotta go!]
[User offline…]
"Dinner this late?"
Kurose Akira eyed her reply with mild suspicion but didn't dwell.
He logged out, grabbed some late-night barbecue outside, then headed home.
With Gaokao looming in two days, he figured he'd crack the books a bit.
But after half an hour, he tossed the effort.
Not that he couldn't focus—he realized he already knew the material cold, could recite it backward and forward.
No point reviewing. Kurose Akira dove back into the game world.
In-game time had slipped into deep night.
A shaft of soft moonlight filtered through the window, bathing the silver coffin and its Vampire Progenitor occupant.
Under the lunar glow, Carmilla's already pale skin gleamed even brighter, almost snowy, radiating an eerie, seductive luster.
"Still out?"
Kurose Akira glanced at the undisturbed progenitor in the coffin, then settled on the sofa to tally his recent gains.
He'd burned through the Vampire Progenitor blood and Elf Queen's blessing, but the Stellar Blessing made up for it with massive all-stat jumps.
And beyond that…
Lost in the thrill of inventory sorting, he almost missed Carmilla's eyes fluttering open.
Those blood-red irises glimmered like rubies, unnaturally vivid in the moonlight.
"Sniff sniff~"
Awakening, she twitched her nose delicately, hunting a specific scent in the air.
Her gaze locked onto Kurose Akira's back. A thrilled smile curled her lips.
She rose languidly, bare feet whispering silently across the floor as she closed in.
Kurose Akira, deep in his loot review, didn't sense the creeping threat.
Before he could react, icy cold pressed against his neck.
"Hm?"
Vampire fangs carried numbing magical factors—no pain, just a cool tingle, like ice against skin.
He turned, stunned to find Carmilla plastered to his back, guzzling his blood greedily.
"?"
Kurose Akira's brow furrowed. He hadn't pegged her first act on waking as an immediate blood binge.
Instinct screamed to shove her off, but… the sensation felt kinda good?
Was he the real pervert here?
As she fed, Kurose Akira noticed her deathly pallor flushing with rosy life.
And then…
"She's getting bigger?"
He watched, riveted, as Carmilla's body shifted mid-feed.
Not the instant swap from Carmilla to Carmthis before—her frame gradually stretched from loli petite to lithe maiden, then blossomed into mature onee-san curves.
Even her snow-white swells grew fuller, rounder, more voluptuous.
"So this is the true meaning of [Pervert]?"
Kurose Akira muttered under his breath, eyes tracing the transformation.
But after a bit more draining, discomfort crept in.
"Enough! Stop!"
Kurose Akira clamped a hand on her forehead, shoving her back firmly.
"Human! I need more!"
Carmilla wasn't sated, craving the exquisite taste of his blood.
As he pushed, she lunged again, latching onto his neck.
Fresh crimson welled up; she lapped it eagerly, sending itchy tingles through him.
"?"
Kurose Akira scowled, hoisting the still-fanged Carmilla by the scruff.
She'd downed about two liters, stuck at maiden stage—around 5'6", C-cups or so.
Wait.
It clicked. That numeric value… bust size?
No, no!
Bust measurements needed underbust too for cup calc.
Right then, Carmilla's updated status pinged into view, marked clearly with "15."
And that 15 granted her 15% armor penetration.
"15?"
Kurose Akira puzzled over it.
After all that blood, only 15?
Hold up.
Underbust-overbust difference?
The thought darkened his expression. A 100 difference… how massive would that be!?
He shook it off, steadying himself.
Overthinking it. Those proportions were already beyond normal.
Bigger was better, sure—but moderation…
Wait.
Kurose Akira flashed on the Dark Elf leader—that five-to-six-meter titan!
Maybe 100 wasn't impossible after all…?
"Human, offer your blood! Feed me full, and this progenitor will satisfy your every desire!"
Carmilla clung to him, voice quivering with excitement.
His blood was pure bliss!
Its flavor rivaled the Demon Mother's own—if she could, she'd devour him clean right now!
Wait!
Better to keep him as livestock, endlessly supplying blood as her personal blood slave!
"Have you forgotten your place?"
Kurose Akira's tone turned ice-cold, eyes boring into her.
"?"
Carmilla blinked in confusion.
The next instant, her power vanished—mana reserves dried up.
"W-What… what's happening?"
Carmilla stared at her hands in disbelief, unable to fathom what Kurose Akira had done!
Even fused with Carmthis, her weakened body shouldn't feel this frail!
Kurose Akira smirked knowingly.
With Carmthis's stats linked to his, he could tweak them on a whim—dial down all-stats, even to zero!
That'd need a stat reset item, though.
For now, he'd just toggled off the all-stat buff traits, cratering her power.
Kurose Akira fixed his stern gaze on the Vampire Progenitor—clad only in those little white socks. "Listen up. Obey, and you'll get your reward blood. Disobey… and it's the rod for you!"