"You!"
Carmilla's heart surged with raw fury after hearing Kurose Akira's words.
"Put me down right now! This progenitor would rather starve to death than bow to a puny human like you!"
"If that's how it is, don't expect a single drop of my blood," Kurose Akira replied coldly.
With that, he hoisted her up without mercy and sank his fangs into her snow-white neck.
Powerless as she was, Carmilla had no chance against him.
His sharp teeth pierced her smooth, delicate skin effortlessly, crimson blood gushing from the wound and flowing straight into Kurose Akira's unrelenting mouth.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah… My blood…"
Carmilla struggled to resist, but her body wouldn't obey.
As a Vampire Progenitor, she was always the predator—yet today, she was the helpless prey, drained mercilessly by Kurose Akira…
The utterly novel sensation twisted her emotions into knots. Shame wasn't quite the word, but a thread of resentment toward him began to weave in.
She tried summoning her inner strength to fight back, only to find it slipping away.
Worse, she sensed Kurose Akira mimicking her own tricks perfectly, injecting numbing toxins from his fangs into her bloodstream.
The poison spread like wildfire, leaving her whole body tingling and numb, her lithe form quivering uncontrollably, resistance crumbling to nothing.
As he fed, her body began shrinking bit by bit, reverting to a loli frame under 4'3" tall.
As for her snow-white swells… best not dwell on it.
"No… Stop, please…"
Her voice grew progressively more childish with the blood loss, laced with a cute little lisp.
She went limp in his arms, cheeks flushed rosy, eyes glazed with a hazy, delirious glow.
Kurose Akira's lips curved in a dark inner chuckle at the sight.
Blood-starved, Carmilla didn't just lose her power—her haughty arrogance seemed to bleed out too.
Right now, she was like a fragile porcelain doll, ready to shatter at a touch.
"Know your mistake yet?" Kurose Akira pulled back, asking her directly.
"I… I…"
Carmilla's words came in fractured gasps, her head spinning from blood loss.
His question left her dazed; she just feebly squirmed in his grip, her chubby little legs kicking uselessly.
"I won't… submit… to a human!"
With her last scrap of strength, Carmilla yelled at him, baring her fangs to chomp his arm.
But shrunken as she was, she couldn't even reach—her limbs flailed futilely before drooping limp, going still.
"?"
Kurose Akira rubbed his nose at the scene, caught off guard.
He hadn't figured this Vampire Progenitor for such unbreakable stubbornness—even beaten down this far, she wouldn't yield?
Or maybe… she preferred the soft approach?
Musing, he bit his left index finger, letting fresh red blood well up, then dangled it near her nose for a teasing whiff.
The instant the scent hit, silent Carmilla's head snapped up, her crimson eyes fixating on that glistening droplet like a laser.
"G-Give… it to me…"
Her gaze glued to the blood, a crystal line of drool escaping the corner of her mouth.
She genuinely loved this sweet, tempting elixir!
"Will you obey?"
Kurose Akira wiggled the droplet on his fingertip, pressing her.
Though for some reason, it felt like he was tempting an innocent little girl?
Probably because blood-drained Carmilla was pure loli-sized now, all pint-sized and adorable.
Still, he didn't drop his guard. Looks could deceive—this "little" progenitor was over ten thousand years old!
"Quick! Give it! Please!"
The blood's pull had Carmilla frantic, thrashing to reach it—but Kurose Akira kept it just out of reach, a few tantalizing centimeters away.
Kinda fun?
Kurose Akira smirked down at the progenitor dangling from his hand. Felt like teasing a puppy.
"Will you—obey?"
He dragged out the word deliberately, asking again.
This time, bloodlust overrode her pride. She nodded furiously. "Yes yes, human! Give me your blood!"
"Human?"
"Tch!"
Carmilla clicked her tongue, hesitating before forcing out a reluctant, "Master, please… grant me your blood?"
"Mm~"
Kurose Akira nodded approvingly and extended his finger.
She eagerly cradled his wrist, suckling delicately at the trickle.
The sweet blood revived her instantly; her loli frame began inching taller.
But with just fingertip drips, growth was slow.
Kurose Akira clocked it—size scaled with blood intake rate.
Once she'd regained a bit of color, an eerie grin twisted Carmilla's lips. "Human, you got played!"
Before the words settled, she whipped up a leg for a sneaky kick.
But Kurose Akira was ready. He snatched her ankle mid-swing, flipping her upside down by the leg.
"Ah!"
Dangling inverted, Carmilla thrashed wildly, trying to break free.
Naked as she was, the view let Kurose Akira drink in her graceful curves—every inch, even…
Ahem~
Wrong, wrong!
This body was technically Carmthis's—Carmilla's original got pulped by the Demon Mother.
"I'm sorry! Please forgive me!"
Carmilla switched back to pitiful pleading.
But trust her again? No chance.
A repeat offender like this vampire needed proper breaking in.
"You think I'll fall for that twice?"
Kurose Akira's cold laugh cut through as he gripped her ankle, marching toward Ivysa's confessional chamber.
"You! Where are you taking me?"
Carmilla twisted, confusion plain on her face.
"Where? The punishment spot for vampires, obviously."
Kurose Akira shoved the door open.
Carmilla froze at the sight of Ivysa's array of "toys" inside.
An adventurer guild with a setup like this? Unbelievable!
"Human! What do you plan to do to this progenitor?"
She writhed, eyes wide with bewilderment.
Anxiety flickered in her gaze as she scanned the confessional tools arrayed around.
Gulp~
Her throat bobbed at the sight of the broken ones.
Humans played even bolder than demons!
"I hear vampires fear sunlight?"
Kurose Akira said casually, chaining her securely to the cold iron restraints.
"Heh, you're overthinking it." Bound as she was, Carmilla's voice dripped disdain. "This progenitor's long immune to sunlight. Unless it's raw solar essence, it won't scratch me."
"Oh? Fully immune?" Kurose Akira's lips quirked in mockery.
"Hmph! Obviously!" Carmilla puffed up proudly.
Kurose Akira rolled his eyes.
Her mouth was as hard as her flat chest!
"You said it."
He grinned, activating [Sunny Disposition] across his skin.
Dazzling radiance erupted, turning the chamber blinding as day. Carmilla squinted involuntarily against the glare.
"This… what is this?"
"Sunlight?"
"Why's your body radiating such scorching solar light?"
The sight floored her; pupils quaking, she stared at Kurose Akira.
She knew he could glow, but this blazing sun-mimicry? Never dreamed it.
Kurose Akira just smiled knowingly.
His old glow wasn't this intense—but Stellar power boosted [Sunny Disposition] subtly.
[Sunny Disposition: You shine bright like the sun! Local temp 0~6666°C, holy light ×2. Negative emotions can't touch your mind.]
That's right!
Max temp jumped from 666°C to 6666°C!
Tenfold spike!
666°C might tickle a progenitor, but solar-surface heat? Pure terror for vampires!
Of course, skin-bound sunlight wasn't the peak—the unleashed holy light was the real nuke!
Over 10,000°C, melting anything!
Downside: no physical damage output.
Hot as hell, but not a practical weapon.
Against vampires? Overkill.
"How's that?" Kurose Akira stepped closer, voice soft.
"N-Not… big deal!" Carmilla gritted her teeth, enduring the searing blaze with stubborn grit.
But her body betrayed her—sweat beaded like pearls, trickling down flawless skin, pooling on the floor.
"Really?"
Kurose Akira's smirk deepened, mischief glinting.
She was clearly bluffing—trembling already, how was that "fine"?
Under the glare, her pale skin flushed faint red, slick with sweat like oiled silk, gleaming seductively.
"Human! This progenitor… won't submit!"
Her voice quavered, but defiance held.
"Don't say I didn't warn you."
Kurose Akira shook his head with feigned regret, then fully unleashed the holy light.
The chamber ignited in blinding brilliance; Carmilla gaped, rooted in shock.
"Insolent fool!"
She whipped her head aside, squeezing eyes shut against it.
But Kurose Akira's lesson was just warming up.
"Not scared of sunlight? Then why close your eyes?"
He leaned in curiously, pressing the holy light to her cheek, maxing its burn.
"Y-You! Human! Get it away! It's scorching me!"
Gone was her defiance; Carmilla shook violently, voice cracking with terror.
Kurose Akira said nothing, just kept the light glued to her cheek, letting her bask in the "sun."
On second thought…
Half-dragonized, his holy light might dwarf her loli form.
If he…
Ahem ahem~
Too vivid to picture!
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Human! I… I…"
Up close, Carmilla's mind fogged; she'd never imagined intimate sun contact!
"How's it feel?"
Kurose Akira's face stayed blank. No submission? Light stays on all day!
"Y-You!"
Teeth clenched, Carmilla quivered inside and out.
A progenitor, reduced to this humiliation—tormented by a human with…
"Submit yet?"
"No way! (〃＞皿＜)!"
"Keep going then!"
"…"
(What followed was an extended lesson in vampire discipline—10,000 words omitted…)
Dawn crept through the windows.
Kurose Akira eyed the still-defiant Carmilla, brow furrowing.
He hadn't expected her spine to be this ironclad—small wonder she'd dared the legendary Demon Mother.
"Time for a new tactic."
He murmured, unfastening her chains.
Freed, Carmilla weakly blinked open her eyes, peering at him. "Human, you're giving up? This progenitor wins…"
Kurose Akira smiled generously. "Call it your victory for now. Go on—my blood's all yours."
"Hm?"
Confusion flickered in her eyes; why the sudden generosity?
Confirming no tricks, she pounced, fangs plunging deep into his skin.
"Hm?"
But when Kurose Akira saw her bite spot, he froze.
No neck or arm—the usuals.
She'd lunged straight for… the holy light!?
What?
Avenging herself on it?
Self-challenge?
Hiss~
Spit it out, quick!
…
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