Himiko felt as though she was lost, drowning in a thick pool of viscous blood.
Her arms felt like lead, far too heavy and impossible to move. It was as though her head had been passed through a meat processor, and her stomach was on fire.
The more that fire burned, the more ravenous her hunger became, until she became like a beast, desperate for blood.
She could hardly remember what happened after she blanked out, but soon, she could hear a gentle voice calling her name from the darkness.
It was distorted at first, but slowly, the words began to gain clarity.
"Mi…"
"…iko…"
"Miko?"
'Where am I?' she thought, slowly opening her eyes, but what she saw caused her to freeze.
Pale white skin like polished marble, ruffled black hair that shimmered like raven feathers, a rumpled shirt, and blood… lots of it.
She was also sitting on something soft, and there was a delicious taste in her mouth—a warm, slick substance that tingled her tongue in all the right ways.
Himiko took a gulp, drinking greedily.
"Mmm…" she sighed quietly, taking another gulp.
She adjusted herself on the warm body. As she drank, her body tingled from pure delight.
To Himiko, blood had always been something necessary to satisfy her cravings.
There were times when it tasted good, but almost always, it was the same tiring routine.
She would have her cravings and then do everything to satisfy them, like a man running back to his pack of cigarettes after swearing to abandon his addictions.
But this time, it was different…
"I know my blood is delicious, but I'm going to be anaemic…" came a muffled voice right next to her ear.
"Hmm? HEHHH?!"
Himiko sprang up to her feet, her lips quivering in shock.
While Kyle was lying on the floor with a smug smile on his face as he watched her.
He crossed his legs and winked, still lying flat. "How was it? You just had a taste of premium blood, you know…"
'So all this time… I was drinking… Kyle's blood?!'
The events of the last few seconds flashed in her memory, including the blissful sounds she made while she drank.
'He must think I'm a pervert!'
Himiko could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, and soon her entire face and ears were flushed pink.
But when she noticed the blood staining Kyle's neck, she hurried over to him and reached her hands toward him.
"K-Klye, a-are you okay—"
Swish!
Just before she could reach him, a long iron blade tore right out of her arm, stopping just an inch away from his neck.
She stumbled back, falling on her butt, and the blade immediately retracted, returning back into her arm.
Himiko let out a shaky breath. "What was that?!"
Kyle, on the other hand, jumped to his feet and walked up to her, a bright smile on his face as he offered her his hand.
"Congratulations, you are now a full-fledged vampire!"
He had completely ignored what had just happened, as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
Himiko hesitated at first, unsure if the iron would surge out, but Kyle gave her a reassuring nod.
She took his hand, and he pulled her up to her feet, brushing off some dirt from her shoulders.
Then he raised her arm and inspected it. "It looks like you've awakened a new quirk."
Himiko let out a tired breath. 'Being a vampire is much more than I thought it would be…'
"How is that even possible?" she asked in disbelief.
Kyle shrugged. "It is one of the perks of being a vampire…"
Himiko stared at her arm, watching the point where the metal had emerged.
"Do you think you can do it again? It should be natural to you." Kyle asked, smiling as he gently massaged her arm.
"Really?" Himiko took a deep breath and stepped back. "Let me try…"
Closing her eyes, Himiko focused on her heart, trying to recreate the same feeling she had experienced moments ago.
Like Kyle said, it was nearly as easy as breathing.
Swoosh!
But it started as a small drop of blood and then surged out, solidifying and transforming to a gleaming silver color.
The metal was as sharp as a dagger, and twenty inches long.
But that was not all.
Himiko felt it—it could be more than that.
With a thought, the iron wrapped itself around her fist, forming a metal glove before she reshaped it back into the form of a sword.
"Wow…" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"Ouuu, that's pretty neat." Kyle tapped the metal as he leaned closer to see his reflection.
"With more practice, you should be able to do much more with it."
He could already imagine the vast applications of the quirk.
Himiko shook her hand slightly, and the metal condensed into blood before flowing back into her arm.
"It feels weird…" she muttered as she stared at her arm.
"I also feel strong, like very strong. And I can hear and see far better than before. Is that normal?"
Kyle nodded, a proud smile on his face. Then he lifted his fingers, keeping count as he spoke.
"Improved reflexes, better perception, regeneration, and super strength—you should have them all now that you're a vampire."
Himiko's face brightened. "I guess being a bloodsucker has its perks!"
Then she took a quick glance at the room. The entire place had been turned upside down, the formerly organized room looking as though a storm had passed through it.
Kyle's robes were in tatters…
She scratched her head. "I don't think they will be too happy about this…"
Kyle turned his attention to the room as well, and then he smiled, just before he burst out into laughter, Himiko laughing along with him.
After they finished laughing, he held her hand, their fingers interlocked.
"Let's get out of here."
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Due to Himiko's frenzied state, Kyle's bathrobes were completely ruined, and not just that—they were also soaked in blood.
Thankfully, their clothes were still safely tucked away in the bathing area.
While Himiko left to get changed first, Kyle decided to check the notifications he had been ignoring.
|[Mission Complete!]|
It was time to see the new skill he had gotten…
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A/N
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