"Mmph mmph~ Once I'm full, I'll make you pay, you little human brat!"
Carmilla schemed inwardly, plotting to gorge herself on the blood Kurose Akira was freely offering.
Once her strength returned to full, she'd flip the script and pin him down!
Of course, this whole plan rested on her misconception—she chalked up her power drain to blood loss alone, blind to Kurose Akira pulling the strings behind it all.
No one could just strip her power like that. She was the primeval, mightiest vampire, after all!
As for biting the holy light? Simple—her senses had zeroed in on the blood there, richer than anywhere else.
But it baffled her: the blood in his holy light outshone even heart-blood in thick, potent richness!
Was this guy even human?
Slurp slurp slurp~
Carmilla guzzled greedily while side-eyeing Kurose Akira warily.
Something felt off about this human punk!
"Hss~"
Kurose Akira, meanwhile, gritted his teeth against the vampire's raw allure!
Her fangs pierced deep, but the numbing neural magic in vampire teeth clashed weirdly with his holy light.
The light's hypersensitivity fused with the magic, birthing an unprecedented, alien tingle!
Kurose Akira felt his sacred mana slipping control, surging toward the light like it might erupt any second.
This bizarre stinging throb…
Rivaled Ivysa's [Death Coil]!
Good thing the Lust Demon King's blood had toughened him up, letting him barely weather the fang-stimulation.
But…
Kurose Akira's brow locked tight, eyes drilling into the squatting Carmilla.
As she drained more, her body swelled fuller, curvier.
Her overhead number had climbed from 0 to around 20—now nearing Ivysa-level plumpness.
About time!
Carmilla figured internally. Any more, and Carmthis's consciousness might seize this body.
Time to cut it short.
Before pulling away, she glanced up, locking eyes with Kurose Akira.
Spotting his strained, uncomfortable grimace, her lips curled in smug triumph.
Heh, this human brat's nothing special—just a dab of my magic, and he's hooked~
~Man, his blood's too damn sweet and tempting~*
Only flaw… a faint fishy tang!
Satisfied, Carmilla made to release—but oblivious, the holy light she'd tapped hit critical mass.
Kurose Akira's hand shot out, clamping her nape.
Eyes flashing resolve, he shoved hard!
"Mmph(O_o)???"
"!!!"
Carmilla's eyes bugged wide, crimson pupils quaking violently.
She was about to get… purified by blazing sun!
One minute later, Kurose Akira staggered back, putting distance between them.
Carmilla broke free of the solar prison, but froze in place—eyes flickering, golden radiance dribbling from her lips.
Gulp~
Incredulous, she swallowed, then whipped to face Kurose Akira, eyes screaming disbelief.
Kurose Akira stared too—a Vampire Progenitor chugging scorching sunlight?
"Tasty?"
Carmilla: "???(へ╬)"
Ahem~
Kurose Akira's gaze flicked away awkwardly. He didn't know sunlight's flavor, but Ivysa had called it sweet.
If a succubus said so, it had to be sweet.
Succubi didn't lie, right?
Carmilla, meanwhile, clutched her gut, fury blazing as she glared daggers.
"Damn human brat! You actually—You actually—!"
Solar power raged in her stomach like a swallowed star.
Hell, she could see her belly glowing!
Light pierced her snowy skin, outlining her organs in stark relief.
"?"
Kurose Akira admired the faintly luminous Carmilla—healthy contours, from the look…
Wait?
Why two hearts?
"Damn it!"
Carmilla bared fangs, lunging in rage—but that instant, her overhead number ticked from 20 to 21.
Her expression flipped; motion locked up.
"Crap!"
"?"
Kurose Akira hadn't clocked it yet when Carmilla halted, head bowed, squatting on the floor.
Puzzled, he wondered what was up.
Holy light purge her?
But as he pondered, the Vampire Progenitor slowly raised her head.
Those crimson eyes shifted subtly. Arrogance dimmed, replaced by something indefinable… sickly?
"Boy~ We meet again~"
Carmthis's voice purred close, wrapping him in a tight embrace.
"Carmthis?"
Kurose Akira got it—crossing 20 flipped her to Carmthis.
Anything past 20 was Carmthis territory, the remaining 80…
Loli gremlin couldn't hack it!
"Boy~ Where are we?"
Curiosity laced Carmthis's tone, drawn to the surroundings—especially Ivysa's toys, sparking keen interest.
"Heaven…"
Carmthis released him, drifting to a restraint device.
Crimson eyes gleamed strangely, hooked; slender fingers claimed the toy.
"What's this?"
She turned, querying Kurose Akira innocently.
"Whip."
"But why…"
Carmthis traced the leather lightly, curiosity alight. "Does this whip reek of holy elements… and a hint of Church holy power?"
"This…" Kurose Akira faltered.
Yeah, that little whip had holy buffs—plus deliberate Church light infusion.
Reason?
Ivysa insisted evil succubi needed Church justice—and Kurose Akira was the righteous punisher!
"Boy, could you…"
Carmthis smiled, offering the whip. "Demonstrate its use?"
"Huh?"
Kurose Akira took it, thrown.
Demonstrate?
On who?
As confusion hit, Carmthis struck a pose.
"Come on~"
"???"
…
Meanwhile, in the Church of Light.
Winnishan stood respectfully below, reporting to Pope Lucia on her golden throne: "Your Holiness, all your orders have been relayed and arranged perfectly."
"Mm."
Lucia nodded faintly, weariness in her eyes as she massaged her brow.
Back at the Church, she'd barely caught a wink.
Stellar Kingdom's upheaval rippled to the Solar Theocracy—one of humanity's top-three kingdoms undergoing regime shift.
And Stellar held special weight, so as Solar leader, Lucia had to navigate the diplomacy.
But above all, her deal with Editha.
Aid Editha's takeover, and she'd greenlight a Light Temple in Stellar's capital.
No mere chapel—this was faith invasion into Stellar.
Even a covert lever to control the kingdom via Editha.
Huge win for the Church.
Only hitch…
Lucia's brows knit, unease stirring.
Even as Pope, she couldn't fully cow Editha.
That woman was no pushover.
"Um~ Your Holiness?"
Winnishan's tone held curiosity.
"Mm?"
Lucia looked up, golden-red eyes meeting hers. "What is it? Something on your mind?"
"Your Holiness, that one in Stellar Kingdom… your guildmaster?" Winnishan asked, intrigued.
"Mm."
Lucia didn't deny it—Winnishan alone in the Church knew her adventurer side.
She trusted her; they got along well.
"Then~ Your Holiness~"
Winnishan's voice turned playful. "He…"
A chill hit. Lucia's golden-red eyes iced over.
Winnishan's heart clenched—bad territory.
Push further, and she'd cross the Pope's line!
"Nothing! Nothing! I'll take my leave, Your Holiness!"
"Mm."
Winnishan bolted without looking back.
Lucia exhaled softly at her retreating figure, then eyed the brightening sky.
After a beat, she headed to the guild. Sleepless night or not, its warmth would shake off the fatigue.
White light flashed—Lucia materialized in the guild.
Early hour; silence save morning breeze rustling leaves.
Lucia entered the hall, aiming for a pick-me-up drink.
Eek~
Suddenly!
A delighted squeal shattered the dawn quiet.
"Hm?"
Lucia's face hardened, icy tension flooding the hall.
She set down the cup, striding to Ivysa's confessional.
Door creaking open—Lucia's gaze froze, eyes wide in disbelief.
At 5 AM, Kurose Akira… with a vampire… in the succubus's chamber?
Shock piled on: the vampire bound tight in red ropes, suspended midair.
Kurose Akira stood by, whip in hand.
And…
Mm~
Holy light blazed as ever!
"Lucia?"
Kurose Akira's pulse spiked at her in the doorway, frozen.
No way she'd hit the guild at 5-6 AM!
Let alone catch this with Carmthis.
"Why stop?"
Carmthis turned, puzzled at his halted swing.
Silence thickened; Lucia's face chilled further. She shut the door wordlessly.
"Lucia! Let me explain!"
Kurose Akira chased—door magically sealed from inside…
"This man, really…"
Outside, Lucia sighed helplessly.
Early bird for once, and she stumbles on her guildmaster's secret kink.
Know the face, not the filth!
Time skipped to 8 AM. Kurose Akira lounged on the hall sofa, browsing the game shop.
Carmthis had flipped back to Carmilla, pouting sulkily nearby—crimson eyes like daggers, brimming hostility and grudge.
Kurose Akira ignored her.
His focus was barstool Lucia.
Since witnessing his "discipline" of Carmthis, she'd gone mute, perched silently.
Guild air turned awkward-weird, still as death—heartbeats almost audible.
"Saintess here so early?"
Teleport light flared—Ivysa arrived.
Spotting Lucia, surprise lit her face.
Eyes slid to Kurose Akira and Carmilla; mischief curved her lips. "Vampire miss awake? Why no clothes~?"
Kurose Akira replied calmly: "Picking outfits."
Carmilla needed gear like Ivysa's 'nun battle suit'—intact through size-shifts.
Had to handle loli-to-onee-san swaps, stay pretty too.
"If it's clothes~"
Ivysa's eyes sparked, sidling to Carmilla for a sizing up, then to Kurose Akira: "Princess dress? Suits this vampire miss perfectly~"